Pingtian War God was still thinking about the other spokespersons of the gods mentioned by Yue Dou.【.】

Unknown to the fact that their strongholds had been exposed to the eyes of the Order God Cult, the elite divine chosen people had quietly surrounded their village with elite troops, and they were determined not to let go.

Li Junjie, Zhang Hao, Li Lingyu, Wang Ping, these old and most elite Divine Selected people were fully armed and quietly touched a small hill. In order to prevent being discovered, Divine Selected people chose the most direct visual objects rather than other magical reconnaissance items.

Taking out the drawing board, Li Junjie easily drew out the layout of the entire village, and then tapped on the drawing board and said, "The village is not big, covering an area of ​​about 2,000 square meters, with up to 100 residents inside."

"Considering that there is a spokesperson of God, it is impossible to rule out the possibility that the other party will suddenly summon a large number of elite soldiers." Li Junjie said: "The arrangement of teleportation points is therefore crucial. Have our landmarks been arranged?"

"Of course." Wang Ping, who was in charge of this, nodded and said: "The Moon Well has been cultivated in the forest 10 kilometers away from the village. Our team is ready and will be able to teleport over with a large group of people."

"Okay, then finally check your equipment and props, and then..." Li Junjie habitually touched his nose and said, "Hunt the spokesperson of God!"

"The inspection is completed."

"Checked, no legacy."

"My side is OK, no problem."

After reading all the messages from Li Junjie's recipient one by one, he gently raised his right hand: "Then...the hunting operation will be started!"

Bang!

Dozens of moon stones were broken by the first batch of god-selected people without hesitation, and the entire sky suddenly turned from day to night, and the cold moonlight shone on the earth and shining on the village.

"Change?"

Yue Dou was talking to the God of War in the temple with Pingtian. He felt the changes around him, his face was slightly shocked, and he immediately ran out of the temple. Seeing the changes in the sky, he took a breath of air and said, "No, it's the enemy coming!"

"There are other spokespersons of gods who come to the door!"

When Yue Dou shouted out the alarm, the attacks of the chosen ones began.

First, Shi Mura teleported to Li Junjie with 12 Frost Bone Dragons, 20 Griffon Knights and 30 Champion Knights, and then Li Junjie stepped on the head of a Frost Bone Dragon, and released a scorpion mist and a blood mist covering the village with condescending force.

Then, more than 20 other elite spiritual candidates used their skills to blast into the village.

"Scam Arrow!"

"Plague of death!"

"Frost Nova!"

Boom, boom~! The village in the fog seemed to have encountered a natural disaster that was rare in a thousand years, and was swept into the ground in an instant. Under the countless ruins, the subordinates of the Pingtian War God were desperately trying to resist and survive under the psychedelic fog and the corrosion of the blood mist.

As the Paladin inherited the God-Selected Person, Zhang Hao was not in a hurry to go up. At the beginning, Li Junjie set the tone for the battle and had to fight conservatively. Therefore, Zhang Hao had only one task to protect the Moon Well behind him and the landmarks so that the concrete troops led by the God-Selected Person could continuously teleport over to join the battle using the return scroll.

As for the enemies in the fog, they will still be bombed long-rangely after removing the long-range bombing.

The breath of the Frost Bone Dragon and the Griffin Knight's Thor's Hammer smashed so happily. The powerful fighters even stood together to resist at first, but later they found that they were completely ineffective, and they used their agility to avoid it.

However, due to the strange effect of the fog, these people cannot escape from the fog.

Yue Dou, the spokesperson of Pingtian God of War, slowly pulled out a knife from his body, a short sword that was less than half a meter long.

This short sword has no inscriptions or ornate decoration. It looks ordinary, but it exudes an amazing and beautiful charm in its streamlined blade.

"Everything in the world cannot be cut, and it will be cut off...it will be cut off!"

Pingtian God of War spokesperson Yue Dou held the short sword in his right hand and swung an ordinary blow, but this simple wave cut through Li Junjie's unique skills.

Immediately afterwards, another slash, and Li Junjie's blood mist dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

"Puff." Li Junjie felt a sensation of pain in his soul, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out of his body.

"This guy is the spokesperson of the gods. He is so powerful. By destroying my skills, can I directly harm me, the caster?" Li Junjie looked at Yue Dou, the spokesperson of Pingtian War God, and knew deeply that there might be a hard battle next.

The fighters without fog began to fight back and rushed towards the chosen ones around them.

Some masters even used their thoughts to fly up the sky to fight against the high-rise Frost Bone Dragon and the Griffon Knights.

"Champion Cavaliers, raid with me!"

Long Ying, a successor of the God-Selected Estate with the Dawn Knight, was full of golden armor and dragon horse beasts with dragon blood. He held a giant shield in his left hand and a rifle in his right hand. With a sudden attack, a sun wheel emerged from behind, emitting amazing light and heat.

The Dawn Knight's charge is not as powerful as the Champion Knight, but it can also be accompanied by light attacks and high-temperature killing in physical attacks.

The 20 champions and knights charged forward together, with their shoulders and shoulders advancing forward like a city wall.

Wall-style charge is almost a symbol of modern cavalry and a manifestation of discipline.

In the view of Yue Dou, the spokesperson of Pingtian War God, such a charge also shows that the world behind the enemy this time has a very high organizational degree and military strength. Otherwise, such a strict charge formation would be almost impossible to complete.

As the fighters on the side of the God of War in Pingtian, there is undoubtedly a tragedy this time. They were wearing leather armor and holding fists, pointed claws or metal backstabs in their hands. Faced with the charge of the champion knight, they also planned to use their figures and combat skills to fight at the beginning.

But when I contacted it, I deeply understood the correctness of the statement that strength can surpass tricks.

More than a dozen fighters, half were knocked away by the giant shield, and the other half were driven through the body by the other man's gun while resisting the gun.

"Bang!"

The champion knight in the running gently placed his rifle flat, and then exerted a little force, and the rifle rotated and exerted force. The body of the fighter who had no mental power protection instantly fell to the ground in pieces and was trampled by war horses.

"Ao~!"

In the sky, a griffin knight was a little unlucky and was caught by a saint-level fighter. The opponent punched the griffin knight on the head. The knight was smashed half of his body on the spot. Then the holy fighter stepped on the griffin neck with a kick. With a click, a griffin broke its soul and fell straight down.

Pingtian War God spokesperson Yue Dou looked at the battle of the Saint Fighter, and also noticed the archers running in the forest. However, for some reason, Pingtian War God spokesperson Yue Dou had no feelings about it, no rescue, and no reminder of the Saint Fighter who had just won.

"Hmph, you monsters are nothing more than that."

After experiencing the initial fear, the Saint Fighter Yiluqing calmed down. In addition, he did not feel that the enemy had a Saint-level existence, and he killed a bird of prey in the air with his own hands. The Saint Fighter Yiluqing couldn't help but his morale was greatly boosted and he had the idea of ​​counterattacking the enemy.

"Everyone, see if I sweep these monsters in the air and kill those spellcasters together!"

The Saint Fighter Yiluqing roared, moved sideways in the air, avoiding the breath of the two frost bone dragons, and then accelerated and hit the head of one frost bone dragon.

Suddenly, the frost bone dragon, which was as clear as a hill than the Saint Fighter, actually had its head broken so much that its whole body fell to the ground, splashing countless dust.

"Haha, after mastering your attack rules, you are just like this." The first-rate fighting player's confidence was getting stronger. This time, he even targeted the frost bone dragon that Li Junjie was stepping on.

"You are the head, look at me breaking the bones in your body!"

The Saint Fighter Yiluqing rushed towards Li Junjie, but saw Li Junjie smiled slightly. With his hands waved, a blood-colored energy ball suddenly formed and collided into the Saint Fighter Yiluqing.

The Saint Fighter Yiluqing directly broke through the energy ball, thinking that the opponent was just like this, but his body suddenly paused in the air, and then attacked fatally from the ground.

Slow technique, a total of 20 slow technique were emitted from the invisible witch wand, followed by those raptor druids on the ground, and their elves fire directly reduced the first-rate clear defense of the Saint Fighter to the liquefaction level.

After that, a wave of concentrated firepower organized by the chosen ones. This wave of firepower directly hit the body of the Saint Fighter Yiluoqing, and knocked the powerful Saint to a higher sky on the spot.

"How is that possible!"

The Saint Fighter Yiluan Qing's mouth was bleeding and was deeply injured. Only then did he realize that something was wrong and quickly turned his eyes to his companions.

On the ground, the fighters who were also saints were trapped in a struggle. The knights and giants were not inferior to the werewolf monsters they encountered at all. What was even worse and painful was that...

Yue Dou, the only spokesperson of Pingtian War God who was standing in the village, the only one who was not attacked, and the only one who absolutely had the ability to rescue, was standing there, looking at himself coldly, as if he was indifferent to his life and death!

"No, no~!" The Saint Fighter Yiluqing's face was a little distorted: "Yuedou, Lord Yuedou, hurry up, save me!"

"Ao~!"

After two frost bone dragons flew up high from left to right to catch up with the Saint Fighter Yiluqing, the two frost bone dragons did not use their breath and opened their mouths and bit the Saint Fighter Yiluqing's body down.

"Ah, ah!"

In the air, the body of the Saint Fighter First Rook Qing became extremely terrifying.

His head is still there, and his spine is still there, but... outside of this, only a trace of flesh and blood is still stained with the joints of his spine...

The Saint Fighter was so good that he was so good at dying. While he could still think, the Saint Fighter scared himself to death.

On the ground, the Saint Fighter Yi Yuanliu, who heard the last desperate scream of Saint Fighter Yiluoqing, pierced a punch through the chest of a giant bear druid, looked up.

Just one glance, the Saint Fist Yiyuan Liu's spine chilled, he quickly shifted his eyes, and suddenly retreated to the village, questioning Yue Dou, the spokesperson of Pingtian War God,: "Master Yue Dou, what are you doing, why... why don't you save him."

"There is no value for saving people."

Yue Dou glanced at the Saint Boxer Yiyuanliu, and the short sword in his hand drooped gently: "Where are you, Saint Boxer Yiyuanliu, you dare not continue fighting, are you a useless person?"

"No, no..." The Saint Fist Yi Yuanliu looked at Yue Dou's yellow ruthless eyes, as if he had seen his god Pingtian War God. His body shook and he quickly rushed to the enemy again.

Yue Dou looked at the back of the Saint Boxer Yiyuan Liu, chuckled gently, then raised the short Taidao knife and gently cut it on his wrist. Suddenly, a large amount of blood flowed out from his left hand and dripped on the ground, forming a small blood pool.

"Pingtian God of War, my master, we have encountered the biggest crisis ever."

Yue Dou murmured to himself, "So, my lord, please respond to my call, summon your clone body, and come here."

"Yue Dou, are you sure?" Pingtian's war god's will returned to another world and immediately felt something was wrong. Damn it, why did his nest be almost taken away in just a while, and a saint died!

"Yes, I'm sure!"

When the God of War Pingtian heard Yue Dou's affirmative reply, he was still a little hesitant. After all, they are still at the moment in time with level 4 divine power. The arrival of clones is not a joke. Not only does it take a lot of divine power, the clones cannot descend on their energy bodies. They need to rely on one of their legendary strong believers.

Once the clone successfully arrives, the enemy must be solved within 10 minutes, otherwise the legendary strong man who is bent over will be in danger of his life.

For a god who has little wealth and has not found a seller, a legendary powerhouse, Pingtian War God still attaches great importance to it.

However, legendary powerhouses, etc., are still acceptable risks compared to Yue Dou and his next crisis.

After the God of War Pingtian hesitation, he finally agreed to Yue Dou's suggestion and began to prepare for the arrival of his clone.

At this time, the Saint Boxer Yiyuanliu was under the attack of the mountain giant and the champion knight, and was struggling to support it.
To be continued...