Chapter 695 Acting
The woman who was covered in black air and somewhat charming was the God of Lich;
The skinny man with a pale face, who looked like he had indulged in excessive sexual activities and could be blown down by a gust of wind, was the God of the Dead;
The God of Fire was strong and well-built, and was the most handsome man among the few who looked the most like a righteous god.
The God of Puppet, who was wearing a gorgeous robe and looked like a princess, looked a little ordinary.
"Are you... the mad gods of the wizard world?" Wang Zijia's face changed slightly, and he said with some panic.
The puppet looked at Wang Zijia coldly and said, "False God, be careful with your words, blasphemy is a capital crime."
"Don't waste time talking to him. He failed to bring him into the core area of the formation, and the outer blockade is not stable. Let's fight quickly and decisively. It will be troublesome if we attract some celestial fairy of the Lord God level of Shenhong." The woman of the Lich, who was covered in black air and somewhat charming, spoke directly.
Wang Zijia, who was about to play the role of a helpless man, dared not be arrogant. When the four people started to fight, his aura surged and his cultivation level soared rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, he became a peak earthly immortal!
"Damn it, he is indeed a true god, and a peak true god close to the level of the main god. Hurry up and do it." As the flame spoke, the sky was filled with fire feathers.
As he spoke, bone spears, fire feather meteors, and the god-killing gun wrapped in black air suddenly rushed towards Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia was about to fight back when his body suddenly froze.
Silk threads appeared in the sky. Although they did not entangle him, they made Wang Zijia's body stiff, as if he had rusted and turned into a puppet sculpture.
"Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, the sudden burst of attacks from the sky directly submerged Wang Zijia.
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After the sky-wide attacks submerged Wang Zijia, they did not weaken much and rushed directly to the island below.
"Boom!"
The flames exploded and the death energy spread.
The peaceful core island of the Qiu family, Qingsong Island, was also detonated.
The four true gods tilted their heads and looked at a place in the sky.
Under their gaze, it seemed that many invisible small things gathered and finally condensed into Wang Zijia.
Just as they were about to chase, they saw Wang Zijia take action first.
Five little kids appeared around him, and the six people's auras were connected. The five kids changed their shapes and turned into a pair of mother and child swords, a golden seal, a broken spear, and a constantly expanding star fireball.
The four weapons, with the power of destroying the world, rushed towards the four people because of the peak cultivation of the earthly immortals.
Facing the four attacks thrown by Wang Zijia at the same time, the four people all changed color.
Subconsciously flickered, but found that the attack also flickered and locked tightly.
The four people could only use their means together.
Bones appeared on the surface of the undead who indulged in excessive sexual desire, and continued to proliferate. Before the golden seal was pressed down, it turned into a huge skeleton of dozens of feet in size.
"Boom!"
When the golden seal came down, the skeleton carried it down with his shoulders.
"Crack!"
The huge force made his body sink and half-kneel on the ground.
The enchanting witch was covered with black air, covering a large area around her and falling into the black fog.
After the mother-son sword rushed in, only the sound of breaking through the air and constantly shuttling in and out was heard, but there was no collision or cutting sound.
The broken spear was entangled by the silk threads that kept coming out of the void, and it was stretched straight and finally hovered above the puppet in the princess dress.
The star fireball with the most terrifying momentum was like a falling star, locking the flame tightly.
The flame looked extremely ugly. As a god of the law of fire, he was attacked by fire one day, and he still felt threatened.
After dodging many times without success, a giant dragon of fire suddenly rushed out of his body and crashed directly into the star-like fireball.
"Boom boom!"
The star fireball exploded, destroying the world, comparable to the explosion of a super-equivalent hydrogen bomb.
The huge shock wave rose and spread.
The next moment, the other three gods also changed their expressions.
The explosion of the star fireball seemed to ignite something, and the several objects entangled with them all flashed red light.
"Boom boom!"
Instantly, after the explosion of the star fireball, four slightly smaller explosions that destroyed the world sounded again.
The three gods were the first to bear the brunt and were submerged in endless flames.
Even Wang Zijia, who was floating in the air, was blown away by the huge shock wave and stopped with a slight breath.
Although everyone was fighting in the sky, they were not far from the ground.
After the destructive flames, except for the tree area in the center that was covered by the unknown formation intended to capture Wang Zijia alive, the rest of the place melted, hardened, and crystallized in the blink of an eye.
The lake, which was as big as several cities, was filled with cloud-like white mist. As the shock wave rushed to the lakeside, it was intercepted by an unknown force.
That was the outer blockade of Wang Zijia.
The surroundings turned into a vast expanse of white, but the center was as clean as the eye of a storm.
"Ahem!"
"Crack!"
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The four people climbed out of the crystal pits that were smashed on the island, and were injured to varying degrees.
"You are looking for death!"
The puppet girl, who was most particular about her clothes and was dressed in a princess dress, was charred all over, and her hair was burned off. In her rage, her body began to distort rapidly.
She turned directly into a puppet-like puppet, and various joints could be clearly seen at the joints of her body.
In the gaps, countless silk threads emerged from them, and as they squirmed, it seemed as if each silk thread had life. Extremely strange and evil.
These threads, in the midst of the other party's fury, were all inserted into the unknown formation below.
Instantly, countless runes flashed, and a strange multi-angle star pattern lit up. Dense threads rushed out of the formation and rushed towards Wang Zijia.
This power was completely different from the previous few people. It had the power of a celestial being. Wang Zijia clearly felt that it seemed to control him at any time.
The remaining three people frowned slightly when they saw this, but they flashed their bodies in tacit understanding and surrounded Wang Zijia together.
Wang Zijia kept moving, but he couldn't get rid of the lock of the threads.
And as more and more threads surrounded him, he clearly felt that his body was getting stiffer, as if he was about to become a puppet.
While dodging the threads, he prevented the three people from chasing and intercepting him.
"Bang!"
At a certain moment, a bowstring vibrated and Wang Zijia froze.
The next moment, a thread of silk rushed down like lightning, penetrated countless defenses, and directly inserted into Wang Zijia's arm.
"Let's see how you can run..."
Before the puppet-like puppet finished speaking, the stiff body of Wang Zijia collapsed into countless poisonous insects. The puppet's silk thread only entangled a white flesh worm the size of a finger.
"Damn it, I hate the God of Plague!"
The puppet was about to move again, but the other three seemed to sense something, their faces changed, and they looked into the distance suddenly.
In the distance, at the edge of the lake, Wang Zijia's figure suddenly regrouped and emerged.
At this moment, he was wearing broken armor, holding a broken crystal spear wrapped with a golden dragon, his whole body was full of flames, and his momentum was amazing, like a fire god.
Wang Zijia smiled at the four people and said, "I won't play with you anymore, let's go!"
As he spoke, Wang Zijia gathered all his strength and stabbed forward with a gun.
A light curtain appeared at the edge of the lake.
This was the blocking power spread out by the formation in the center to prevent Wang Zijia from escaping.
However, because the core power was all concentrated on the inner island, the outer part was originally just an effect of isolating movement and noise.
But because Wang Zijia did not enter the inner circle of the formation belonging to the forbidden area, it became the last barrier to prevent Wang Zijia from escaping.
As Wang Zijia went full steam ahead, he launched a blow that could injure a celestial being.
"Boom!"
As expected, a big hole was poked in the barrier by Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia smiled calmly, and was full of confidence as he rushed out of it and escaped to heaven.
"Useless trash!"
At this moment, a curse sounded above the nine heavens.
Wang Zijia's face changed drastically.
"Boom!"
Before he could react, a thunder exploded, and the silver thunder from the hole he pierced hit him like a thunder magma.
"Bang!"
"Crack!"
Wang Zijia was hit without any surprise, and fell into the Qingsong Lake below like a meteor, but did not sink to the bottom, but floated on the lake.
Countless lightning bolts quickly flowed through his body like snakes, causing Wang Zijia to tremble constantly, and various black spots kept falling out of his body. They were countless poisonous insects that were electrocuted.
When Wang Zijia's body was one-fifth thinner, and countless poisonous insects died, the current subsided.
Then Wang Zijia climbed up with difficulty, and his body was still trembling.
Standing on the lake, his body was convulsing, and he looked up with a slight tremor like the afterglow of a high tide.
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In the sky, the electric currents gathered and finally turned into a tall figure.
With short golden hair as long as his neck, a tall and muscular body, a slightly square perfect face, and some flavor of ancient Greek sculptures, his whole body exuded the perfection and power of a male god.
At this moment, the other party looked at Wang Zijia with some surprise on his originally calm and indifferent face, as if he admired Wang Zijia for being able to resist his attack so easily.
"Foreign gods, I give you a chance to become my god. Submit to me, the Lord of the Gods, the controller of the sky and thunder, and you will be saved."
The voice is majestic and sacred. Ordinary people seem to fall into endless depravity when they hear it, and turn into idiots who only know how to praise the Lord of the Sky and Thunder.
Wang Zijia suddenly laughed, and laughed brilliantly.
"What a thing is a bird like you!"
Lei Ting's face turned cold, and electric current flashed on his body.
However, before he could do anything, he saw Wang Zijia crushed something first.
"Ong!"
Instantly, a crystal mirror-like thing appeared beside Wang Zijia.
A full seven people stepped out of it.
The immortal Li Benlin led the team, and six earth immortals who were familiar or unfamiliar followed one after another.
The Lord of Thunder and the four gods behind him changed their faces, but the change was not over yet.
The moment the immortal Li Benlin stepped out of the crystal mirror passage, seven fluorescent sparks immediately floated out of his body, and they quickly rose into the air and continued to grow.
"Ong!"