Chapter two hundred and seventy-ninth seven weapons (first)

"I seek longevity, evergreen is immortal, and all trees return together." When the last dark **** is also the oldest one turned into an ancient tree that is evergreen, the seven dark gods gathered around the Seven Tribulations Sword It can be said that all entered the strongest state.

The snake piercing sword, the phoenix wing fan, the aura mirror, the dragon love ring, the holy night coffin, the evergreen tree, and the purple light ball floated behind the Seven Tribulations Sword, showing their own origin power.

When they were alive, they were the most prominent powerhouses in the southern land. Even if they died and turned into dark gods, their power was greatly weakened, but once they made up their minds to use this last source of power, they would return to the peak again. Time.

Seven weapons represent seven different legends, seven souls that cannot be annihilated even by the power of time.

The biggest cause of death of the dark gods has never been fighting. Although they have been madly fighting the southern church all the year round in order to seize the body of the son of god, the dark gods who have really died at the hands of gods and witches are very few.

The vast majority of those dark gods who disappeared silently were bodies and souls that could not bear their incompleteness, and even their souls weakened to the point of hopelessness in the passage of time.

It is very difficult to capture the body of the Son of God. Since the Great Reincarnation of the Generations, there are only a handful of dark gods who have successfully captured the body of the Son of God. Even if it is such a powerful dark **** as the Seven Tribulations Sword and the Aurora Sword, once the Son of God is protected into a place like Shenmeng Shrine, then he can only wait for the next lucky one to appear.

Not everyone has such a strong will and determination as the Seven Tribulations Sword and the Aurora Sword, and they can continue to wait no matter how many times they fail. It often only takes hundreds of years for some newly born dark gods to completely lose hope.

Once the Dark Spirit loses the will to continue living, it is equivalent to self-death. Once the weakening of the power of the soul begins, it is unstoppable. When the power of the soul fused with the Noble Phantasm is completely dissipated, then the Noble Phantasm will return to its original state and will no longer be the host of the Dark God.

The Noble Phantasm that returns to its original form will quietly wait for the appearance of a new owner, or simply sleep forever under the earth in the south.

And the seven dark gods gathered around the Seven Tribulations Sword, regardless of their own strength or obsession, are the seven outstanding dark gods. Although they lost their human bodies and forgot their names, they all possessed powerful soul power. When they all activated their own source power, the huge magic power they radiated even surpassed that of the Seven Tribulations Sword.

"Be careful...you will get hurt..." Phoenix, the phoenix, stopped in front of Ulysses.

If this group of opponents is in her fully resurrected state, she can solve it with one hand, but now she is still incomplete, and this body only partially awakens her power.

Even if this "Mayfair" can be called the best one among all the "Mayfair" in all dynasties, it will take a long time to truly bear her full strength.

Her battle time cannot drag on for too long, and Ulysses cannot be left in an unsafe situation.

So, Phoenix Phoenix made a decision, a gentle one.

"Fly..." Phoenix Phoenix's hand gently pressed on Ulysses' body. The battlefield here is too early for her little lover, even if he is indeed qualified to participate in the war, he must will hurt.

She didn't want her little lover to be hurt in the slightest. That kind of mistake just now made her very distressed. It was even more painful than her own body being torn apart. Such a sad feeling is the first time I have experienced in the tens of thousands of years of Phoenix Phoenix.

"Ah!" Ulysses didn't have time to resist, his body was surrounded by a huge force, and then the whole body was covered with a beautiful golden-red streamer.

In the soft eyes of Phoenix Phoenix, Ulysses turned into a golden-red streamer and flew into the sky, disappearing on the other side of the fog of war.

Then, the eyes that were as soft as water changed instantly, becoming monstrous anger.

"You... all die..." Phoenix, the phoenix, rarely kills and doesn't like killing so much, but this time was different. Someone actually hurt her little lover in front of her.

Originally, it was a beautiful and lingering night. In the creed of the Lady of Warcraft, anyone who disturbs other people's love affairs should be burnt to death without any kindness at all.

"Oops! Defense!" The Seven Tribulations Sword was the first to feel the precursor to the discoloration of the heavens and the earth. It was the destructive storm of the same nature as the natural disaster summoned by the Seven Tribulations Sword, the unstoppable doomsday judgment.

Phoenix Phoenix's hand fell slowly and firmly.

Part of the fog of war began to explode violently, and the huge golden-red phantom raised its head and shouted loudly, venting its anger.

It was a big bird with golden-red flames burning all over its body. The sky and the earth trembled between its wings. The huge magic power shook the Seven Tribulations Sword and seven other weapons at the same time. It was a naked rank suppression. After sending Ulysses away, Phoenix Phoenix really showed his full power.

In contrast, whether it is the Seven Tribulations Sword or the magic power emitted by the seven weapons, even if they add up, they are not half that of the Phoenix Phoenix at the moment.

At this time, Seven Tribulations Sword finally recognized who his opponent was. It was a legendary creature that was not on his list at all.

"I know who she is! The sixth **** witch, Mayfair!"

"No! It's the divine bird Phoenix!"

"Retreat, it's the real Phoenix!" Seven Tribulations Sword's face suddenly turned blue, and he gave the order to retreat without hesitation.

The appearance of Phoenix Phoenix broke all his plans. As long as this undead bird is there, no one will have the opportunity to invade the body of the Son of God.

However, it was too late. How could the Phoenix Phoenix, who showed part of its body, allow this group of enemies who harmed Ulysses to live? She didn’t care about the fog of war or the matter of the Son of God, she just had one wing. Fan over.

A golden-red stream of light appeared between the heavens and the earth. It was the wrath of the Phoenix Phoenix, and it was the trial of the undead bird in the legend of the southern land.

The sky shook, accompanied by seven different auras. That is the power of the Seven Tribulations Sword and the seven weapons, and what they have to face is the lore from Phoenix Phoenix.

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"It looks like~lightnovelpub.net~ luck is not on the side of the dark gods this time, but I hope they will support them for a little more time." Le Kutolu shook his head in the distance, and the appearance of Phoenix Phoenix was also absent. in his plan.

Fortunately, he didn't really put all his hopes on the dark gods led by the Seven Tribulations Sword. Not putting all your eggs in the same basket has always been his style of action. When the plan cannot keep up with the changes, it is necessary to take out some advance measures.

The dark gods that sneaked into this Shenmeng Shrine were not just the Seven Tribulations Sword group. Although the group led by the Seven Tribulations Sword was undoubtedly the strongest among them, there were still other dark gods that had sneaked into the fog of war.

These dark gods are not controlled by Le Kutorou, but he has no plans to control these dark gods, he just needs them to mix the water as much as possible.

The messier things got, the easier it was for his plan to succeed.

"Huh? There are other forces coming in, flames, purple... Very well, it's the Dark Protoss of Seven Nights, and now it's even more chaotic here." With a happy smile, Le Kutorou's figure disappeared into the fog of war the depths of.