Not even looking at the kneeling Demon Sealer.
The remaining Demon Sealers turned on their abilities to the maximum, and then walked towards the temple simultaneously.
At this time, the ambition to hunt the gods seems to have been shattered.
In order to get here, the originally huge team of demon hunters has been exhausted.
Keep going and just court death.
But the remaining people still stubbornly walked in.
Some people do it to get an answer, some do it for dignity, and some... like monks, they do it to obtain information.
leave?
We are all smart people, can we still leave?
The closer you get to the temple, the greater... the power that seems to transcend time becomes clearer.
The power of time enveloped everyone.
Everyone feels that their skin is rapidly sagging and drying up. This aging is getting deeper and deeper, gradually affecting their flesh and blood and even their souls.
This is different from the corrosion of radiation. The power of time is invisible and qualityless. It changes a person unconsciously, from birth to death, from youth to old age, all in the years.
But these demon-sealed people were not panicked.
They are all strong men, and to reach this level, they have walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Their minds are extraordinary and they have a determination that is difficult to defeat.
More importantly, they do not believe that these so-called gods really control the power of time.
Time is the most magical regular force, it is everywhere and runs through all the world.
But it is also the most nihilistic, because the value of time only exists in 'civilization'.
In fact, it emerged with the derivation of civilization.
If the world is barren, time may be meaningless.
Time is a mysterious and mysterious force.
It even goes to the core of many truths.
Because truth...sometimes means civilization.
The demon sealer with the Soul Sun class was the first to react.
When his eyes emitted white light, the wings on his back were spread wide, and the milky white light spanned the false passage of time and enveloped the mountain peaks that towered into the starry sky.
The superficial power of the spiritual sun is to use the soul to shine and replace the bright sun with the soul, thereby returning light to the world.
But its inner core is the victory of mind over matter.
With pure will, change the already established fact.
When the white light of the soul manifested, it enveloped the entire mountain.
Visible to the naked eye, everything that was decayed began to regain its vitality, and everyone's shriveled skin regained its luster and elasticity.
It turns out to be just a false time rule.
The power of time released in the temple is just a kind of decaying poison hidden in the years.
The ability of the spiritual sun cannot fight against real time, but it can fight against this 'poison' of nothingness.
A sixth-level sword-wielder took a firm step forward.
Even if you are rushing towards death, you will never look back.
But with a handful of his hands, a huge sword appeared, and then it slashed down like a sword.
boom!
The rainbow light released from the temple was abruptly split open, tearing out a straight passage.
Angry scoldings rushed out of the temple at the same time as the sword fell.
The invisible imprisonment firmly locked the sword-wielder's every move, making him fall into the quagmire and unable to move at all.
He could only watch helplessly as a wind that directly penetrated bone marrow and flesh hit his face.
In the blink of an eye, he will be completely destroyed.
A pair of huge palms fell heavily from a height.
At that moment, the giant palm of light and darkness faced the wind that destroyed everything, and at the same time followed the torn passage and hit the temple in front.
boom!
The flashing thunder stabbed out like a spear, piercing the huge palm.
The Chaos Giant tore his palm apart, rolled his body, and slammed it in the direction of the temple.
The dazzling sunlight spilled out from the temple and hit the Chaos Giant, smashing his body into pieces.
The golden flames continued to burn on the Chaos Giant's body.
That kind of extreme pain did not make the Chaos Giant cry out in pain at all.
He's still pushing forward.
The Chaos Giant used his body to block the attacks released in the temple.
The purpose of this group of people is simple.
They want to arrive at the temple and stand before the gods to show them their pride.
Even if their entire army was wiped out, they died as warriors, not as lambs being hunted.
The Chaos Giant carried huge pressure and kept moving forward.
His huge body was dissipating little by little.
Behind the giant, a group of demon sealers showed their most 'real' appearance.
There was no communication, but almost everyone chose to release the 'devil'.
The strong radiation erosion began to completely merge with their own willpower.
This is a 'liberating' gesture.
This is a method that only demon sealers with a rank of level four or above dare to use.
Even at the sixth level, there is still a risk of completely losing control when using 'Liberation'.
At this moment, no one cares about this.
Finally, the Chaos Giant's body fell.
At this moment, everyone was less than ten meters away from the temple gate.
From the temple, a lame man holding a heavy hammer and covered with fire walked out.
He looked down indifferently at the approach of everyone, and then swung the heavy hammer in his hand heavily.
boom!
Simple tremolo, and simple fire.
Above the flames, there is an unimaginable gravity.
It was like an invisible air sledgehammer, suppressing the flames and hitting everyone hard.
The man holding the sword has a ferocious smile on his face.
As a unit with outstanding combat effectiveness among the sixth level, the Sword Walker seems to have never officially demonstrated its power.
That is of course because the sword walkers guard the desperate situation, and every one of them is...born to die.
Death, despair... and crazy liberation will release the extremely terrifying and even crazy fighting power of the sword runner.
At this time, the sword-wielder, who had become semi-demon, faced the gravity, pressure, and firepower coming towards him.
He took a step forward, and then pulled out a bone from the half-demon body.
The bones turned into swords and then struck out.
The sword light is flying, the invincible will, the crazy and desperate sword energy, colliding with fire and heavy pressure.
In an instant, it turned out to be a fight against each other.
The crippled god holding the hammer seemed to be angered by the resistance of the sword-wielding man.
He spilled another fire.
At the same time, the heavy hammer in his hand struck twice in succession.
It's like practicing something in the air.
The man holding the sword began to vomit blood crazily.
But the craziness on his face became even more arrogant.
Pain, pressure, and near-death... are the source of strength for those who wield the sword.
Holding the sword...killing!
Travelers...have no fear!
To walk with a sword is to move forward indomitably.
If you take a step back, even half a minute, your faith will collapse.
There is no doubt that the birth of the Sword Walker class has the shadow of the Sword Sect pushing it behind the scenes.
However, the cruelty, sword skills, and brutality of this class are far beyond those of ordinary swordsmen.
Since Huzhong Realm is a testing ground, it is certainly not just a testing ground for Ke Xiaoliang alone.
Those monks who are accustomed to the various extraordinary paths and changes in rules in the Huzhong Realm, but with a high probability of immortality, will of course try their best to commit suicide if conditions permit.
For monks, any advancement in offensive tactics is accompanied by various huge risks and deaths.
A harsh friction sound rang out from the air.
The moving sword rubbed against the air that was pressed down and solidified like fine iron, creating flashing arcs of light.
Blood squeezed out from every piece of skin on the sword runner's body.
His body is further becoming demonized.
Black bone armor had covered half of his body, and sharp bone spurs were poking out, making him look particularly vicious.
The sword runner still resisted the pressure and continued to move forward.
step! step!
A distance of ten meters will soon be exhausted.
And he will eventually set foot in the temple, break into the hall of God, and destroy the banquet of God.
He spat out a thick mouthful of blood and pulled down the god's pride from the lofty temple.
The god holding a heavy hammer blocked the main entrance, with admiration and pity in his eyes.
Not yet ready to start.
But he was pushed away by a light behind him.
"Get away! Trash!"
"It's just a mortal who has not yet been killed, ruining the fun of the wonderful banquet." The arrogant voice said.
Wearing golden armor and holding a spear, the tall and burly god has taken the place of the lame god.
Looking at the sword-wielding man walking on blood, the god's eyes showed pure disgust.
Then he thrust out the spear in his hand.
The huge force directly hit the sword runner.
The sword runner raised his sword to block, but the bone sword collapsed in an instant, and the bone armor on half of his body was also shattered.
The figure that was originally moving forward was forced back more than ten meters by the blow.
All the hard work you put in just now has become useless.
A few meters further on, there are the Soul Sealers and the other demon-sealing people.
The spiritual sun jumped up, and a massive amount of light fell on the sword runner.
The terrible lacerations on the sword runner's body began to recover quickly.
"I say, you will be unstoppable and unstoppable!" The Soul Sun said to the sword runner.
The huge spiritual will begins to change reality in a limited way.
Distorting the concept of reality to some extent.
The sword-wielder held the re-drawn bone sword and rushed forward with the sword again.
This time, he crossed ten meters in one step.
Then the sword in his hand collided heavily with the God of War's spear again.
"You still dare to come?" The God of War sneered and took out the spear in his hand.
The powerful force, blessed by divine power, carries a sense of oppression that crushes everything.
A sword and a spear collided on the center line in front of the temple door, but it seemed to cut the vision in front of them into two pieces.
The remaining flames around the battlefield were completely pushed into the distance by the terrifying wind.
As the fire spread, it seemed as if it had set the entire mountaintop on fire, and it seemed like a huge beacon was being raised, signaling something in all directions.
Tongues of fire flew around the God of War, spontaneously taking a detour.
But there was a large amount of flames that continued to wrap around and lick the body of the sword runner.
The tall shadow covered it, it was the still burning body of the Chaos Giant.
Although he died, his back was still strong.
Use your huge body to withstand part of the pressure on your fellow travelers.
In the blazing flames, one person, one god, and four eyes faced each other.
The contempt in the God of War's eyes gradually subsided, and although he was still cold, he was still a little more solemn.
But the sword runner is still crazy.
The wanton liberation has further polluted his soul.
But he was fearless and didn't care.
Sword Walker... This is the class that is born to face death.
Even when they are not fighting, they will endure more 'devil' erosion than ordinary demon sealers.
Because of him... they are always at the forefront of fighting against evil beasts and pure black messengers, absorbing more radiation energy, and losing control is always with them.
"What a fierce sword!"
"Submit to me, and I can turn your blood into a soul, and let others become my warriors and fight for me!"
"A brave man like you should serve a God of War like me." The God of War proudly said to the sword runner.
He extended an olive branch.
So it stands to reason that as a mortal sword-wielder, one should be grateful and then agree to accept the offer to gain the only chance of survival.
However, the answer to the God of War was the bone sword thrown by the sword runner.
At the same time, another bigger and more ferocious bone sword penetrated from the chest of the sword runner and stabbed towards the God of War.
Surrender?
Are you kidding me?
The army of demon hunters came to hunt the gods!
If he surrendered, wouldn't this act become a complete joke?
The crazy sword-wielder can only swing his sword at God at this moment!
Despair gave him endless courage.
In this courage, he can either kill a powerful enemy or be shattered to pieces.
Boom!
There was another dull sound of weapons clashing.
The position of one person and one god actually changed subtly during the battle.
The God of War... He gave up his position at the door and took a step forward, intending to kill the sword runner with his spear.
The sword-wielder's disdain for the War God's solicitation completely angered him.
At this moment, a guest who had been hiding nearby launched a final charge.
He rushed into the temple and entered the hall belonging to God.
In the temple, the thrones of the twelve main gods are high up.
Many divine positions are scattered around. Some of them are occupied by figures, but some are empty.
Jian Ke stood in the temple of the gods and looked at the gods in the temple.
At the center of the throne.
The god-king held a thunderbolt in his hand and lit up the entire temple.
At the same time, the guests hidden in the gaps in time and space were also photographed.
In an instant, the entire temple became noisy and sensational.
Without God's invitation, without God's permission.
A person... a mortal, actually, dared to break into the realm of gods!
This is the most unforgivable blasphemy.
A large number of gods looked at the intruder with angry gestures.
The golden arrow of the sun has crossed time and space and shot at the guest who could not be attacked or harmed.
The golden arrow pierced Jian Ke's chest and pinned him in the gap between time and space.
The raging and burning fire of the sun will completely burn this guest.
