At this time, the battle situation in the void is very clear!

The person who came was extremely tyrannical and had already broken the rules laid out by the prophet on this map, and had beaten the guardians around the prophet to pieces.

A sign of impending disaster!

There were dark clouds underfoot, and the entire sky was swallowed up by darkness.

The howling wind stirred up dust all over the sky.

The thunder was rolling and deafening, as if the gods were angry.

The structure of the Tower of Babel is so ingenious that it can rival all human fantasies.

But the ingenious structure does not mean how solid the thing is built. ??

When the lower buildings suffered damage, the Tower of Babel began to collapse.

The first thing to bear the brunt is the square building under the Babel Tower!

The earth began to tremble!

The houses on the square began to shake violently, as if they would collapse at any time.

Those beautiful trees and landscape strips were uprooted by the hurricane.

In the square, those people who were chanting devoutly were already showing signs of panic.

Everyone fled everywhere, looking for a place to escape the disaster.

but……

The Tower of Babel hangs in the sky, where is there any place to escape?

There was nowhere to run, nowhere to go, and a certain death situation... People cried and knelt down, praying for God's blessing.

sky?

Whose heaven is this?

This is the prophet's heaven.

"enough!"

The old prophet lady, who seemed to be extremely weak, seemed to have made some kind of decision. She pulled off her robe, revealing a dress with exquisite and gorgeous lining.

Damn...

An old lady was wearing a dress that even little girls were ashamed to wear. The dress was also decorated with sparkling sequins and bows.

Like a magic trick, the prophet had an extra magic wand in his hand.

With a cold shout, the prophet's appearance began to undergo drastic changes!

The originally decrepit state suddenly began to become more energetic and plump.

> The wrinkles on the face that were already as dry as chrysanthemums began to disappear, replaced by skin that could be broken by a blow.

"Eyelashes, she actually wore false eyelashes."

"She also wore lipstick, shiny clear lipstick."

People who came to see the prophet exclaimed one after another.

It turns out that the prophet is such a beautiful prophet, and those who didn’t know it thought he was Precure!

…

The prophet who has returned to his heyday is no longer an old lady and needs to be supported when walking.

Today's prophet is incredibly beautiful.

Song Zheng was standing next to the old lady, and when he saw the prophet's eight-headed body, damn Song Zang actually became shamefully hard.

As if he felt that Song Zhan's eyes were a little lewd, the prophet glared at Song Zhan, and then Song Zhan's face turned red instantly.

Damn it, my shameful little thoughts were actually understood by the prophet!

But now the prophet has no time to pay attention to Song Zheng!

Because a powerful enemy is right in front of you!

At this time, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and the mad dragon was roaring.

The young prophet lightly pushed his feet, and he jumped out.

"Fuck, the prophet committed suicide!"

Song Zheng screamed.

In Song Zheng's opinion, the prophet couldn't think of it and she jumped off the building.

Snap.

Cui Lin slapped her on the head and said fiercely, "Stop talking nonsense, where is the prophet!"

Following Cui Lin's instructions, Song Zheng saw a figure stepping on colorful auspicious clouds under the sky, breaking through thousands of falling lightnings and heading towards the giant dragon.

Bolts of lightning pierced the sky!

It seems like he wants to chop the prophet into pieces!

But this is not possible.

Lightning illuminated the whole world in an instant, but it couldn't shine

prophet.

There is no doubt that these lightnings were summoned by the invaders!

…

The fierce battle in the sky immediately became fierce after the prophet joined.

Under such a blow, the Tower of Babel was almost on the verge of collapse.

Houses collapsed, trees were broken, rivers were rerouted, and the land became unrecognizable.

Song Zheng, who was sitting on the top of the Babel Tower, was in a state of confusion. He quickly took Old K's hand and said, "This place is about to collapse. Let's leave quickly!"

"Go? Where to go?"

A bitter smile appeared on Lao K's face, "We can't go anywhere now." .??.??

"Why?"

Song Zheng said, "Can't you edit the map at will? What are you doing in a daze? Run!"

Old K said, "This place is different! This is the territory of the prophet. We have no right to modify the map. We don't even have the right to leave without the permission of the prophet!"

"How did that thing get in?"

Song Zhan pointed at the crazy dragon in the sky and couldn't help but ask.

Old K smiled bitterly and said, "Can that thing be the same as us? It is a prehistoric level existence! We can only pray now, pray that the prophet can defeat it, so that we are safe."

Hearing this, Song Zheng had no choice but to focus his attention on the battlefield again.

In the storm, the thunder and lightning never stopped.

The beautiful prophetic girl stepping on the clouds rises and falls like duckweed in the waves.

With a fearless spirit, the prophet broke through all obstacles and reached the center of the storm, and then faced the terrifying intruder head-on.

No hesitation at all!

The prophet takes action!

Knife, furiously slashing the snow-winged eagle.

The magic wand in the prophet's hand was like a Sith lightsaber, instantly cutting out a green light.

This light is like a ray, dividing the entire storm!

An offensive of this level is absolutely shocking.

However, there was no joy at all on the prophet's face.

because……

The prophet was very clear.

As a terrifying prehistoric level data, it is absolutely impossible for him to be casually killed by such an attack!

as expected!

At the moment when the prophet was distracted!

A golden claw broke through the barrier of space and appeared in front of the prophet's neck.

The golden claws grabbed the prophet's neck, who was caught off guard, on the spot, and captured the prophet in his hands.

It’s over!

Seeing this scene, the blood on Song Zheng and others turned cold.
To be continued...