Chapter 1 His Target is the Palace Master?

Xia Hou Aotian was shocked, and immediately understood the true purpose of the Illusion God of the Southern School: to eliminate the Siming (fate arbiter) in the team.

No matter if it was a source of life, liquid, or healing item, they were not as good as a high-level Siming. Moreover, Palace Master Zhisha was a Siming who had integrated Nuwa's remains. She could affect demigods offensively and bring the dead back to life defensively.

However, he was already covered in the Coward's Blanket. Although the effect would end in five minutes, he couldn't take it off on his own. He could only watch as Palace Master Zhisha suffered the sonic attack. After a painful scream, she fell to the ground with a thud. The light in her eyes faded, and her soul quickly died.

In the high altitude, Niangniang of the Three Daoshan waved her sleeve, and a golden light shot out. Accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, the heat emitted by this golden light made the surrounding temperature rise rapidly. It contained a pure and majestic aura. After absorbing the power of the Lord of the Sun, the Vajra Pestle (fumo chu) burst out with its brightest moment.

Crimson Sun Judge transformed into a large saber, swooping down from the sky, engaging in close combat with this demigod. The Illusion God of the Southern School snorted coldly and took a step to the side. The rule of nihility instantly stretched out a hundred meters.

In this process, he constantly used skill-less moves to consume the Lord of the Sun's blood spiritual power as quickly as possible during the two rounds of sunrise.

In the blood of the Lord of the Sun, there was the aura of the laws of the origin of the sun, which was incomplete.

After all, it was only two drops of blood, unable to completely suppress him who had the amplification of the formation.

But it also greatly weakened his illusions, Dark Shadow Roar, and other skills. Therefore, he didn't want to get close to the two peak Sun Wanderer Gods for the time being. Seeing that it was difficult to get close, Crimson Sun Judge immediately changed his strategy and integrated his will into the sun wheel.

Being in the range of the golden light, the Illusion God was enveloped in golden flames. The flames containing the will of Crimson Sun Judge were extinguished by the Illusion God, who then dodged the Vajra Pestle's pursuit with a flash. Niangniang of the Three Daoshan pinched her fingers in a magic seal. Golden circular spiritual seal formations appeared in the air, and golden pillars of light descended like towering pillars.

These attacks, including the Vajra Pestle, as long as one could hit, she would be able to seize the opportunity to get close to the Illusion God of the Southern School. However, none succeeded.

Even though the power of rules was suppressed, the opponent still had a century of experience and heritage.

Niangniang of the Three Daoshan manipulated the Vajra Pestle to relentlessly pursue the Illusion God of the Southern School. Crimson Sun Judge did not participate in the pursuit, but strode to Palace Master Zhisha's side and carefully examined her. He discovered that Palace Master Zhisha's primordial spirit had already been annihilated.

He calmly waited for a moment. Suddenly, Palace Master Zhisha's dead pupils moved slightly and quickly regained their spiritual light.

She was resurrected.

Crimson Sun Judge said in a deep voice, "Niangniang of the Three Daoshan and I can only maintain a stalemate when working together. We can't lock him down. Do you have any ideas?"

Having experienced the operation of almost impregnating the Illusion God and giving birth to a fetus, he had long regarded Palace Master Zhisha as a powerhouse of the same level. A Siming (fate arbiter) of this level would not die easily, even if a demigod made a move.

Palace Master Zhisha frowned,

Then, she looked at Xia Hou Aotian, who was hiding in the black water with only his head showing, and Zhai Cai, who had turned into tree roots and was in a state of resurrection. She said, "Only the power of the rules of the knight profession can restrict the Illusion God."

Crimson Sun Judge nodded. Demigods controlled the highest rules. Apart from the power of the same level, no item or skill could play a role in such a battle. To restrict the Illusion God,

This was also the reason why he was too lazy to open his item list and use items.

Taking advantage of Niangniang of the Three Daoshan restraining the demigod, Palace Master Zhisha strode to Zhai Cai, who was counting down to resurrection. Ten thousand crimson threads extended from under her skirt and drilled into Zhai Cai's body.

Crimson Sun Judge tacitly canceled the Rising Sun (ri sheng). Soon,

The illusory great tree withered and died completely. The Single-Pass Knight (dan chuan qi shi) opened his eyes.

This was three minutes earlier than his original resurrection time.

Crimson Sun Judge immediately summoned the miniature sun, preventing the Illusion God from attacking.

Zhai Cai did a carp jump and vigilantly surveyed his surroundings. Seeing that the Illusion God was being chased by Niangniang of the Three Daoshan and looked embarrassed, but was actually as stable as an old dog, he couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.

"There's no way to deal with him... Didn't I sacrifice myself for nothing just now?"

Crimson Sun Judge's expression was grave. "With our current strength, we can only stalemate. The formation's amplification of the Illusion God is not small."

Xia Hou Aotian, who was hiding in the quilt, sneered when he heard this, "If the sacrifice of a Dominator could seriously injure a demigod, then the demigod wouldn't be worthy of the name."

The quilt on his body thinned by a few points. This was suppressed by the power of the sun god.

Palace Master Zhisha said, "We need you to use the power of the Holy Knight Armor again."

"It's at least once, right? This Xia Hou brat's words are unpleasant, but they make sense." Zhai Cai tentatively asked, "How many lives can you guarantee me?"

Palace Master Zhisha bluntly said, "With my level of integration with Nuwa's remains, I can only guarantee you once. Like the Mother God's womb, you can be resurrected even if your body and soul are destroyed."

The power of the rules on Nuwa's remains was "creation." Whether it was life or an item, it could be given a chance to be reborn once, and it was permanent, but it could only live once. Palace Master Zhisha's current level could not achieve multiple resurrections.

Zhai Cai thought to himself, aren't you just making me die heroically? He thought for a while and said, "Can you put me in a state of rapid recovery of life, so I don't die completely? If you can do that, I can use the power of the armor twice."

"No problem!" Palace Master Zhisha nodded without hesitation.

Again, dense red threads extended from under her skirt and drilled into Zhai Cai's body through the gaps in the golden armor, connecting to Zhai Cai's body. Immediately, the Single-Pass Knight felt as if he was bathing in an ocean of life, with endless vitality.

He had the feeling that he would not die from any fatal injuries. As long as he did not die, he could activate the second skill of the Willow Branch Crown: Withered Wood встреча Spring.

As long as he was not killed on the spot and there was still a glimmer of life, he could come back to life.

Palace Master Zhisha looked at Crimson Sun Judge beside her, her voice pleasant, "Great Elder, when he uses his abilities, you better withdraw the Rising Sun."

Although she had a level beyond the Dominator, integrating the blood of the sun and Rising Sun also put a lot of pressure on her.

Crimson Sun Judge nodded slightly. Zhai Cai took a deep breath, inserted the cross sword in front of him, and mobilized the power of the Holy Knight Armor, saying solemnly,

"In the name of the knight, I declare that this game..."

Crimson Sun Judge retracted the golden wheel behind his head.

At that moment, Zhai Cai felt that a certain emotion suddenly arose in his mind: madness and explosiveness. This emotion was a hatred for order, a resentment for bullying the weak, and a rejection of the companions around him.

He uttered a rule that shocked Crimson Sun Judge and others: "Rising Sun is forbidden!"

The sun wheel behind Niangniang of the Three Daoshan in the high altitude flickered like a light bulb a few times, and then went out.

In the distance, the cold laughter of the Illusion God of the Southern School came. At the next moment, he used the rule of nihility and came to Crimson Sun Judge, Xia Hou Aotian, Palace Master Zhisha, and Zhai Cai.

At the moment when Zhai Cai suffered the backlash and fell backward, the Illusion God of the Southern School vibrated an invisible and terrifying sonic wave from his throat.

This was the Dark Shadow Roar, which was not suppressed by Rising Sun and was amplified by the formation, exceeding its peak state.

Everything was within his expectations. When Zhai Cai used the power of the Holy Knight Armor to force him out of the "Star of the Earth and Void", the Illusion God of the Southern School clearly realized that the Holy Knight Armor was a double-edged sword. It could both restrain him and restrain the power of the sun god.

So, he pretended to hide in the knight's dream and evade the encirclement and suppression of the two peak Dominators. In reality, he implanted a mental seed in the sea of consciousness of the Single-Pass Knight of the Holy Church.

The moment Crimson Sun Judge canceled Rising Sun, the mental seed would "germinate" and detonate Zhai Cai's emotions to achieve the purpose of manipulating him.

The reason why he only forbade Rising Sun and did not forbid the power of the sun god was that he was worried that the Single-Pass Knight of the Holy Church would be killed by the backlash in an instant. The rule could be maintained for a moment, but it would take him some time to kill a peak Dominator.

Therefore, choosing to ban a certain skill was more cost-effective.

Faced with a demigod's Dark Shadow Roar, Xia Hou Aotian and Palace Master Zhisha had their emotions of fear and despair ignited, losing all thoughts of resistance.

This was also emotional manipulation. Without the suppression of the power of the sun god, manipulating a few Dominators was easy for the Illusion God of the Southern School.

Even Niangniang of the Three Daoshan and Crimson Sun Judge were inevitably affected.

The fear and panic in Crimson Sun Judge's eyes

Lasted for less than a second before being replaced by determination and resolution.

He decisively activated the Fierce Sun War God skill, borrowing all the power of the sun god in his body, and formed a golden barrier in front of him, guarding Zhai Cai, Palace Master Zhisha, and Xia Hou Aotian behind him.

The invisible sonic wave vibrated on Crimson Sun Judge's body. The burly old man with white hair opened his item list before his primordial spirit was completely destroyed.

He took out the porcelain bottle, crushed it, and swallowed the last drop of golden blood. After doing all this, his pupils completely dimmed, turning into a corpse.

The next second, golden flames burned on the Illusion God of the Southern School, unprecedentedly hot and unprecedentedly fierce.

At the last moment, Crimson Sun Judge used the power of the Lord of the Sun to ignite the Illusion God.

His soul was annihilated, but his will did not disappear, turning into an unquenchable...

Watching the falling corpses of Demon Eye Heavenly King, Fu Qingyang's pupils shrank, and he immediately gave up manipulating the soldier puppets.

Bang bang bang... Dense bronze soldier puppets fell heavily, half-embedded in the muddy desert. Fu Qingyang stretched out his five fingers, and invisible threads shot out from his fingertips.

Throwing them out, they connected with the Demon Eye Heavenly King's broken limbs. As he raised his hand, those blood-stained remains stood up one after another, piecing together a body full of wounds, ready to fall apart at any time.

Then, Fu Qingyang immediately took out three tubes of life original liquid and used the method of sword control to shoot them towards the body of the Demon Eye Heavenly King. With the Demon Eye's level, as long as the primordial spirit was not destroyed and the body had not turned into ashes, there was still a possibility of rescue.

After the life original liquid hit, he threw the Demon Eye Heavenly King away like a fisherman throwing a fishing rod, away from the battlefield.

After doing all this, Fu Qingyang's Two Instruments Demon Blade "chi" made a sound and a burning flame rose. It turned into a sword light and swept towards the Fear Heavenly King.

When approaching, he, wearing a black cloak, spun rapidly sideways, like a burning meat grinder.

Ding!

The flame knife cut through the fleshless body, from the shoulder to the waist, almost splitting the upper body of the Fear Heavenly King.

But the high-temperature flames that instantly covered the Fear Heavenly King also melted the ice shell that froze him, and the moisture evaporated, making a sizzling sound.

The Fear Heavenly King's stiff face suddenly became flexible. He didn't care about his injuries. Black magic patterns appeared on his skin, completely different from the bewitching magic patterns.

"Do you know why I rarely use items?" Demon Eye Heavenly King hooked the corner of his mouth, "Because I don't need items. All items can be me. The more rule-type items you use, the stronger I become."

"The strength of Asura lies in invincible close combat, and the strength of the Demon Eye lies in the ultimate bewitching eye. Then the Fear Heavenly King's reliance is the four words 'Lord of All Weapons'."

His authority was related to this.

The Fear Heavenly King's authority had three major abilities: proficiency, suppression, and submission.

He was proficient in all weapons, could suppress the power and rules of items, and could make items submit temporarily. However, his authority was incomplete. The number and time of manipulating items were limited. Items below the Dominator level could be permanently controlled, allowing other people's items to recognize him as their master.

The items above the Dominator level depended on the situation. Like the "Rain Master Drumming Statue" such a rule-type item could be manipulated for three minutes.

Few people in the Order camp knew about this authority, because Asura did not possess this ability. Asura's authority was in other fields, and the most tragic fight the Fear Heavenly King had ever fought was with the Water God Palace Master Ba.

At that time, he only used the authority to passively reduce and weaken the ability of items.

This ability was not externally manifested, and it was easy to be mistaken for his thick skin and flesh, resisting the damage. Including now, he was not actually under too much suppression, and the disease and weakness he showed

Was a performance for the two of them, the purpose was to lure them to use their trump cards again.

Everyone thought that he was being chased and beaten by the Water God Palace Master, and was the bottom of the demigods. In fact, he was just too lazy to get serious.

His trump card, his killer move, had always been aimed at killing Fu Qingxuan.

What the Fear Heavenly King sought in his life was to break the invincible myth of that woman.

Today, Fu Qingyang and the Demon Eye met on a narrow road, and there was no retreat in the dungeon. He simply revealed his trump cards and fought a quick battle.

"Dong!"

Fu Qingyang's eardrums exploded, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, making it difficult to breathe.

The Rain Master Drumming Statue was controlled by the Fear Heavenly King.

Dong dong dong!

As the sound of the drums became more and more intense, Fu Qingyang missed a beat, and his heart began to accelerate frantically, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. At the same time, he felt a stabbing pain in his lungs, and his forehead was burning hot. The rain was so cold that he had the weak feeling of catching a serious illness after being caught in a heavy rain.

The suppression of the drum sound could still be resisted with "Iron Will", but the invasion of germs would take the life of a weak guest.