Chapter 674 Killing Bureau (Big Chapter)

   Didn't even look at the kneeling Demon Sealer.

  The remaining demon sealers turned their abilities to the maximum one after another, and then walked towards the temple at the same time.

   At this time, the ambition of hunting God seems to have been shattered.

  In order to get here, the originally huge team of demon hunters has been exhausted.

   Move on, just looking for death.

  But the rest of the people still stubbornly walked in.

  Some people want to get an answer, others for dignity, and some...such as monks, they want to get information.

leave?

   Everyone is smart, can they still leave?

  The closer you get to the temple, the greater... the power that seems to transcend time becomes clearer.

  The power of time shrouded everyone.

  Everyone feels that their skin is rapidly sagging and dry. This kind of aging is constantly deepening, 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 sealers are not panicked.

  They are all strong men, and they have all stepped through mountains of corpses and seas of blood at this level.

   Their minds are extraordinary, with a determination that they cannot be defeated.

   More importantly, they don't believe that these so-called gods really have the power of time.

  Time is the most magical rule force, it is omnipresent and runs through all worlds.

   But it is also the most nihilistic, because the value of time only exists in 'civilization'.

  It actually appeared along with the derivation of civilization.

  If the world is barren, then time may be meaningless.

  Time is a mysterious power.

  It even goes straight to the core of many truths.

  Because of reason...sometimes it is civilization.

  The Demon Sealer, who possessed the spiritual 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 hypocritical passage of time and shrouded the mountain that soared into the starry sky.

  The superficial power of the soul sun is to use the soul to bloom light, replace the sun with the soul, so as to bring the world back to light.

  But its inner core is to overcome matter with the mind.

  With pure will, change the fact that has already been done.

  When the white light of the mind manifested, enveloped the entire mountain.

   What can be seen with the naked eye is that all the rotten things began to rejuvenate, and everyone's shriveled skin regained its luster and elasticity.

   Sure enough, it was just a false time rule.

  In the temple, the power of time released is just a poison of decay hidden in the years.

  The ability of the spiritual sun cannot fight against real time, but it can fight against this kind of "poison" of nothingness.

  A sixth-level swordsman, took a step forward with firm steps.

  Even if rushing towards death, there is no turning back.

  But seeing his hands clasped together, a huge sword appeared in the shape of a sword, and then chopped down in a way that covered the sky and the sun.

  Boom!

  The rainbow light released from the temple was forcibly split from it, tearing a straight passage.

  Angrily scolded, as the sword fell, it rushed out from the temple at the same time.

  The invisible confinement firmly locked the sword-wielder's every move, causing him to fall into the quagmire, unable to move at all.

  He could only watch helplessly as a gust of wind that directly penetrated into the bone marrow and flesh and blood rushed towards his face.

  In the blink of an eye, he will be completely consumed.

  A pair of huge palms fell heavily from a height.

   At that moment, the giant palm mixed with light and darkness faced the wind that ate everything away, and at the same time hit the temple in front of it along the torn passage.

  Boom!

  The flickering thunder pierced out like a spear, piercing through the huge palm.

  The Chaos Giant tore off his palm, rolled his body, and slammed heavily towards the temple.

  The dazzling sunlight spilled out from the temple, crashed into the Chaos Giant, and smashed his body into pieces.

  Golden flames are constantly burning on the body of the Chaos Giant.

  The extreme pain didn't make the Chaos Giant utter a cry of pain.

   He's still pushing.

   The Chaos Giant used his body to block the attack released from the temple.

  The purpose of this group of people is simple.

  They will arrive at the temple, stand in front of the gods, and show them their pride.

  Even if they were completely annihilated, they would die as soldiers, not lambs being hunted.

   The Chaos Giant kept moving forward under tremendous pressure.

  His huge body is 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 gesture of ‘liberation’.

  A method that only demon sealers who have reached the fourth rank or above dare to use it.

   Even after reaching the sixth level, using 'Liberation' still has the risk of losing control completely.

  At the moment, no one cares about this.

  Finally, the body of the Chaos Giant fell down.

  At this moment, everyone was less than ten meters away from the gate of the temple.

  In the temple, a lame man with a heavy hammer and his whole body on fire walked out.

  He looked down at the crowd approaching indifferently, and then swung the heavy hammer in his hand heavily.

  Boom!

  Simple tremolo, and pure flame.

   Above the flame, there is an unimaginable gravity.

  Like an invisible air sledgehammer, it was pressing down on the flames and hitting everyone hard.

  The sword walker had a grin on his face.

   As a combat unit with outstanding combat power among the sixth rank, the Sword Carrier has never officially demonstrated its power.

  That is of course because, the sword walker guards the desperate situation, and everyone is... living towards death.

  Death, despair... and the liberation of madness, will release the sword bearer, that extremely terrifying, even crazy combat power.

  At this time, the half-demonized sword-wielder has appeared, facing the oncoming gravity, pressure, and firepower.

  Took a step forward, and then pulled out a bone from the half-demonized body.

  The bone turned into a sword, and then split out.

  Sword light dances, invincible will, crazy and desperate sword energy collides with fire and heavy pressure.

  In an instant, it turned out to be a force of resistance.

  The lame deity with the hammer seems to be irritated by the resistance of the sword bearer.

  He spilled another fire.

  At the same time, the heavy hammer in his hand struck twice again.

   It's like tempering something in the air.

  The sword performer began to vomit blood crazily.

  But the madness on his face became more and more insane.

  Pain, stress, dying... are the source of strength for the sword performer.

  Holding the sword...killing!

  Walker...Fearless!

  Walking with a sword in hand is going forward without hesitation.

   If you take a step back and step back half a point, your faith will collapse.

   Undoubtedly, the birth of the class of sword bearer has the shadow of Jianzong behind it.

  However, the cruelty, swordsmanship, and brutality of this class are even far beyond ordinary swordsmen.

  Since Huzhongjie is a testing ground, it is of course not just Ke Xiaoliang's testing ground.

  Those monks who are accustomed to various extraordinary paths and various rule changes in the Gourd Middle Realm, but who can guarantee a high probability of immortality, will of course do their best to... die if conditions permit.

  For monks, any advancement in attack tactics is accompanied by various huge risks and deaths.

  The ear-piercing sound of friction rang out from the air.

  The sword in motion rubbed against the compressed air that solidified like refined iron, creating flickering arcs of light.

  Blood squeezed out from every piece of skin on the sword bearer.

  His body is further demonized.

  The black bone armor had already covered half of his body, and sharp bone spurs pierced out, making him look extraordinarily ferocious.

  The sword performer continued to move forward despite the pressure.

  One step! step!

  A distance of ten meters will soon be exhausted.

   And he will eventually set foot on the temple, break into the hall of God, and destroy the banquet of God.

   Spit out a mouthful of thick blood foam, pulling down the pride of God from the high temple.

  The **** holding a heavy hammer blocked the main entrance, with admiration and pity in his eyes.

   Haven't started yet.

   was pushed away by a light behind him.

   "Go away! Trash!"

   "It's just a few mortals who haven't been killed yet, ruining the great fun of the banquet." Said the arrogant voice.

  Worn in golden battle armor and holding a spear, the burly and tall deity has replaced the original lame deity.

  Looking at the sword-wielder walking on the blood, the god's eyes showed pure disgust.

   Then he stabbed out the spear in his hand.

  The huge force directly slammed into the sword bearer.

  The sword performer 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 also forced back more than ten meters by the blow.

  The hard work just now has become useless.

   A few meters away, there will be the soul sun and other demon sealers.

  The spiritual sun leaped forward, and a massive amount of light fell on the sword-wielder.

  The terrible torn wounds on the sword performer began to recover quickly.

   "I said, you will be like a broken bamboo, nothing can stop you!" The soul sun said to the sword runner.

  The huge spiritual will begins to change reality in a limited way.

   Distort the concepts in reality to some extent.

  The sword bearer held the re-drawn bone sword and charged forward with the sword again.

   This time, he covered ten meters in one step.

  Then the sword in his hand collided with the God of War's spear again.

   "Dare to come?" God of War sneered, and lashed out the spear in his hand.

  Strong force, under the blessing of divine power, brings a sense of oppression that crushes everything.

  A sword and a spear collided on the center line in front of the temple gate, but it seemed to split the vision in front of them into two pieces.

  The remaining flames around the battlefield were completely pushed far away by the terrible wind pressure.

  The fire spread, and it seemed to ignite the entire mountaintop, and it seemed to hold up a huge beacon, showing something to all directions.

   Flames flew, and they spontaneously made a detour around God of War.

  But there are still a lot of flames, which continue to wrap around and lick the body of the sword-wielder.

   Covered by a tall shadow, it was the burning body of the Chaos Giant.

  Although he died, he still stood firm.

  Using a huge body to resist part of the pressure for the companions.

  In the raging flames, one person, one god, and four eyes are facing each other.

  The contempt in God of War's eyes gradually subsided. Although he was still indifferent, he was still a little more solemn.

  The sword bearer is still crazy.

  The wanton liberation has further polluted his soul.

   But he fears nothing, and he doesn't care.

  Sword Runner... This is the class that lives to die.

  Even when they are not fighting, they have to bear more erosion from the 'devil' than ordinary demon sealers.

  Because of him... They are always at the forefront of fighting against evil beasts and pure black messengers, absorbing more radiant energy, and being out of control is often accompanied by them.

   "What a fierce sword!"

   "Surrender to me, I can change your blood into your soul, and let people become my fighters, fighting for me!"

   "A brave man like you should serve a God of War like me." The God of War proudly said to the sword bearer.

  He took the initiative to throw an olive branch.

   Then as it should be, as a mortal swordsman, he should be grateful to Dade, and then agree to get the only life.

   However, the answer to God of War is the bone sword thrown by the sword bearer.

  At the same time, another bigger and more ferocious bone sword pierced through the chest of the sword bearer, stabbing towards the God of War at the same time.

   Surrender?

  Are you kidding me?

  The army of demon hunters is attacking, originally for hunting gods!

  If he surrendered, wouldn't this move become a complete joke?

  Crazy sword performer, at this moment, he can only swing his sword at God!

   Despair gave him endless courage.

  In this courage, either he beheaded the mighty enemy, or he was smashed to pieces.

  Boom!

   There was another dull sound of clashing weapons.

   The position of one person and one **** actually changed subtly during the battle.

  God of War... He gave up his position at the door, took the initiative to take a step, and was about to crucify the sword bearer with his spear.

  The sword-wielder, who dismissed God of War's solicitation, completely angered him.

   At this moment, a guest who had already hidden nearby launched a final charge.

  He rushed into the temple and stepped into the hall of God.

  In the temple, the thrones of the twelve main gods are high above.

  Many places of God are scattered around, some of which are occupied by figures, but some are vacant.

  Jianke stood in the hall of gods, looking at the gods that filled the hall.

   On the most central seat of God.

  The **** king held a thunderbolt, illuminating the entire temple.

   At the same time, it also took photos of the guest hidden in the space-time gap.

  In an instant, the entire temple was noisy and sensational.

   Without God's invitation, without God's permission.

  A person...a mortal, unexpectedly, dared to break into the realm of the 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 hurt.

  The golden arrow pierced Jian Ke's chest, nailing him in the gap between time and space.

  The raging fire of the sun will completely burn this guest.

Goodnight everybody

  

  

  (end of this chapter)