Xiang Nan felt his scalp go numb. If false gods cannot be killed, how can this battle continue
"Run, lure them away, buy time for Xiaohui!"
Xiang Nan grabbed the head of Liuli and immediately turned into a cluster of lightning, flying towards the distance at the speed of light.
"If you want to escape, can you escape?" Honglian was extremely angry, and shouted: "Suppress!"
More than 50 believers in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm with divine grade talents raised their hands high at the same time.
boom!
Suddenly, from the sky, there was an invisible and colorless huge coercion that descended fiercely.
Xiang Nan's speed is fast enough. In theory, when the enemy cannot control the space, the speed of light is the fastest speed. As long as he runs first, absolutely no one can catch up with him.
But things are different now.
More than 50 powerful men from Heavenly Tribulation unleash their coercion at the same time!
The coercion, like the whole sky collapsed, fell heavily on Xiang Nan.
This time, Xiang Nan's speed was greatly restrained, and his full speed of light was suppressed to only sub-light speed, which was only one-fifth of the speed of light!
Honglian let out a cold scold, and behind her was a group of violent flames that exploded, pushing her whole body, turning into a shadow of fire, and shooting towards Xiang Nan.
"I'm catching up, I can't escape, you run first, leave me alone!" Xiang Nan kicked the Liuli Sect Master away, while he stayed behind to deal with the Honglian.
More than forty Heavenly Tribulation Realm masters also flew over with their hands raised high.
Sect Master Liuli immediately sent a telepathic voice transmission to Xiang Nan, saying: "There are still three days, no matter what, we must stick to the past three days, and the space channel will open again after three days!"
On the other side, far away.
A huge statue of a god standing in the sky, standing under the sky.
It can be seen that this statue should be made of a whole mountain.
Under the statue, there are circles, as many as more than a hundred thousand people, worshiping the statue.
These believers are generally not high enough, and they have not acquired the talent of the gods.
Xiaohui flew directly over their crowd, but no one could detect his presence.
"This is probably the statue of the main god." Xiaohui looked solemn, and looked back at the distant battlefield, saying: "We must act as soon as possible."
He took out a small bottle from his pocket, which contained the power of filth.
"Where is it?"
He examined the idol, and found a problem he hadn't expected.
What is condensed in the statue is the power of faith.
The beliefs of countless people are like hundreds of thousands of rivers that finally flow into the sea.
He had to put the power of filth into the final gathering point of the power of faith in order to exert the greatest effect in the shortest possible time.
Although thousands of rivers will eventually flow into the sea, theoretically, no matter which river the power of filth is put into, the sea will be polluted.
It can be put into the river, and it takes too long to completely pollute the power of faith. During this process, it is possible for false gods to discover abnormal beliefs and find the crux of the matter.
Xiaohui looked up at the statue. He tried hard to see the veins of the power of faith inside the statue.
Will those powers of faith, like the meridians in a warrior's body, converge from all directions to the spiritual sea
He looked towards the dantian of the female statue, but couldn't see anything.
The power of faith is an illusory thing, which is different from spiritual energy and stellar energy, and cannot be seen with the naked eye at all.
"Too bad, it seems that if you want to cast the filthy power, you need Elder Xuelu's seven-aperture exquisite body to do it."
Probably only Jiang Xuelu can see the extreme power of faith in the statue.
Before Xiaohui could make a move, his expression suddenly changed, and quickly turned into an afterimage, and he retreated rapidly.
At the same time, a burst of fire descended from the sky!
boom!
That day, the fire was like a billowing pillar of flames, and it directly blew up on the statue, blowing up the statue of the main god, and smashing the statue of the main god into pieces, causing broken stones to fly in the sky!
Countless believers fled in fright.
Xiaohui's expression changed.
In the distance, Xiang Nangang and Na Honglian were face to face, and a battle was about to start, but at this moment, the two of them looked towards the distant god statue at the same time.
The eyeballs of the red lotus gas were bloodshot, she pointed at Xiang Nan, gritted her teeth and said, "You heathens! You are so despicable!"
Xiang Nan's heart sank suddenly, and he thought to himself, what is Xiaohui doing!
Didn't he let him pollute the statue, why did he destroy the statue!
Blowing up idols is useless, if you blow up one, others can build ten more, and if you blow up ten, others can build more!
Only by polluting the sculpture of the main god without the false god's knowledge can the false god itself be further polluted.
It's not that Xiaohui doesn't understand this truth!
In a further direction, the Liuli Sect Master, who was being chased by dozens of Heavenly Tribulation Realm masters, also turned his head sharply, and said, "Oh, this Xiaohui's brain has been burnt out!"
"I knew this person was unreliable when I saw that she looked as handsome as a woman. How can a normal man look like a woman? He is not a serious person at first glance."
Near the statue.
Xiaohui looked at the sky with a solemn expression, only to see red shadows descending from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, an aura that made people want to bow down came from the heart.
Those thirty red shadows suddenly stopped in the sky, turning into thirty young men with imposing appearances.
These thirty people, with fire in their pupils, shouted in unison: "The volcanic dragon clan is coming, mortals retreat!"
"Volcano Dragon Clan!" Xiaohui's heart sank suddenly.
Those people are not talking about the Volcanic Yalong family, but the Volcanic Dragon family!
Red Dragon! It's the arrival of the Dragon Clan!
"Damn it, why is it at this time." Xiaohui gripped the little bottle of filthy power tightly.
The sudden arrival of this group of dragons should have been a good thing, but they disrupted their plans.
Looking at the thirty dragon clans, all of them are strong in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, the most powerful possesses the realm of the sixth level of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the worst one has the fourth level of the Heavenly Tribulation.
Such an average alert level is very scary.
One of the dragon men from the sixth stage of the heavenly tribulation shouted: "You group of false god believers, you really deserve to die!"
"Come on, clear this world for me!"
The other twenty-nine dragon men immediately uttered a dragon chant that shook the heavens, and turned into twenty-nine fire dragons!
These fire dragons wandered violently between the heaven and the earth, and wherever they passed, they sprinkled a billowing sea of flames.
Countless believers were burning with flames all over their bodies, screaming and fleeing in all directions.
That's Dragon's Breath!
The warriors who were burned didn't hold on for even a second, but all of them suddenly stopped in place and were burned into crystal statues!
"This kind of fire attribute!" Xiang Nan's heart trembled.
Suddenly, a handsome and heroic man appeared next to Xiang Nan and Hong Lian.
This person is the man in the Dragon Clan who possesses the sixth level of Heavenly Tribulation.
He glanced at Xiang Nan and Hong Lian with his eyes, finally set his eyes on Hong Lian, and said, "You don't have Dao heart anymore, you are a believer!"
Xiang Nanxi said, "A brother from the Dragon Clan?"
The man glanced at Xiang Nan indifferently, and said, "Mortal, give in!"
"It seems that you are also resisting false gods. For the sake of this face, I will spare you, hide aside and watch obediently!" "Here, our Dragon Clan has taken over."