"What the hell are those!" The silver-haired killer gasped.
Another female killing god exclaimed: "It's bad, he can't be that evil god who has become famous recently, right?"
As soon as this remark came out, many believers were terrified.
Some believers even trembled: "What, what, I don't want to fight with a person of this level."
"If you want to fight, it's only fair for my god to fight him."
The silver-haired killing god said angrily: "What are you afraid of! What kind of bullshit evil god, I never believe in it! You look at him in a mess, where there is a bit of godly demeanor, give it to me! Kill him!"
"Xiang Nan boy!" Big Snake said quickly, "We can't delay any longer, there are too many people in this group, and every random joint attack from them is enough to crush you!"
No matter how powerful Xiang Nan was, it was impossible for him alone to withstand the joint attack of thousands of Heavenly Tribulation Ninth Level warriors at the same time.
And this time Xiang Nan opened the dream path to summon the Nether Giant. Although he didn't summon all the twelve thousand Nether Monsters, he also summoned all the Nether Giants except the Nether Dragon.
Moreover, the ghost giants also existed for too long in order to resist the light wall.
Xiang Nan's only 11 minutes of dream time was compressed to only seven minutes.
"Throw it out!" Xiang Nan roared.
Thousands of ghost giants turned the light wall back towards each other at the same time.
"Oops!" Many believers turned pale with shock.
The silver-haired killing god roared: "Quickly, quickly take back your aura and disintegrate that light wall!"
This wall of light is a fatal threat to Xiang Nan, but the reverse is also true for those believers.
From the believers to the jailers, everyone panicked and frantically sucked away their own stellar energy from the oncoming wall of light.
This wall of light is a mixture of the stellar qi of more than a thousand warriors. It is impossible for one person to dispel it, and everyone must do it simultaneously.
Taking advantage of this time, Xiang Nan quickly took the Nether Giant back into his dream, and charged towards the wall of light himself.
The huge wall of light continued to disintegrate during the flight, and streams of stellar energy were drawn from the wall, turning into beams of light and returning to the bodies of the warriors.
When the wall of light was only five meters away from the warriors, this wall of light was finally torn away completely.
At the same time, Xiang Nan held a knife in both hands, turned into a shadow, and landed in the middle of the crowd with a bang.
The silver-haired killing god reacted quickly, and said: "He wants to fight us in close combat, so that we can't gather our shields again. Let's go together and bury him alive!"
The dark crowd swarmed towards Xiang Nan like a tide.
The crowd swallowed Xiang Nan in an instant.
And at the moment before Xiang Nan was engulfed, a deep cry came out.
"The Nether Tribulation, explode!"
In the sea of people, Xiang Nan was completely submerged, and he couldn't even see a shadow.
But immediately after, the countless masters of the Nine Tribulations suddenly floated up, their feet off the ground!
"Not good!" The eleven prisoners and the eleven killing gods all felt an unprecedented threat to their lives.
"Hunting!" A prisoner clasped his hands into fists, and his body sank to the ground.
"Soldiers!" The body of a prisoner suddenly disintegrated into countless elements.
"Heaven and earth transfer!" Wen Hai quickly formed a seal, and suddenly a large eight-diagram figure appeared on the ground, and all eleven killing gods and eleven prisoners were put into the eight-diagram figure. At the same time, the eight-diagram figure disappeared suddenly, The people on the array also disappeared together.
In the next moment, these twenty-two people appeared outside Dao Prison Mountain together.
At the same time that the gossip map disappeared, thousands of warriors who had swallowed Xiang Nan and had no time to evacuate suddenly exploded.
call!
A clockwise black tornado rises from the ground!
Thousands of Nether Dragons, mixed with thousands of Nether Giants, were thrown out by Cui Sheng in the explosion of the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Tribulation.
The tyrannical shots of these ghost monsters annihilated and destroyed all the matter within a ten-mile radius of Xiangnan!
Although the speed in this world is limited, the fastest can only reach subsonic speed.
Xiang Nan's Nether Tribulation erupted this time, and only three or four thousand Nether monsters had time to explode.
But there was still no possibility of survival for the more than a thousand warriors at the scene.
These people were blasted inch by inch by the crazy ghost monster, riddled with holes, shot to pieces, and collapsed into small black holes one by one.
The entire explosion lasted a total of three seconds.
Three seconds later, all the ghost monsters disappeared collectively. Xiang Nan leaned on a giant knife, knelt on one knee and gasped for breath.
There are more than a thousand masters, more than a thousand masters of the ninth level of heavenly tribulation, not one is left behind!
At the exit, eleven believers, eleven prisoners, plus Na Wenhai and the warden of Tianyanzong rushed back.
When they saw the horrific scene left behind after the destruction of the world, they were all stunned.
"People... Where are people! Damn, where are people!" The silver-haired killing god was frightened and screamed hysterically.
A prisoner's expression was extremely serious, and he cursed in a cold voice: "Haven't you realized it yet, everyone was killed by that kid!"
The silver-haired killing god is absolutely unwilling to believe this fact, he shook his head and roared: "This is impossible! Don't tell me, you will believe this kind of nonsense yourself!"
The faces of many prisoners were serious. The prisoner who spoke before had lost his mind and paid attention to the silver-haired killing god. He stared at Xiang Nan and said in a deep voice: "This time I met a big guy!"
"Brothers, I'm afraid we kicked a hard iron board this time."
Even the prisoner said such words, and the silver-haired killing god had to accept the reality.
Another prisoner licked his lips, a distorted expression of horror mixed with excitement.
The prisoner said: "Don't be afraid! The martial skill he used just now is also very exhausting to himself. Have you all felt that there is something in him that has come to an end!"
The other prisoners nodded slightly.
But the eleven killing gods couldn't feel anything passing from Xiang Nan's body.
What Xiang Nan lost was not his strength and strength, but his dream time!
The prisoners actually felt this kind of abstract thing with their strong sixth sense.
Another female prisoner said: "He can only release such a large-scale martial skill once, otherwise, he has released the second time to kill us now!"
"That kid!" The female prisoner looked at Wen Hai, gave a thumbs up and said, "Good job!"
After all, the eleven prisoners turned into eleven afterimages and landed around Xiang Nan one after another. They formed a big circle and surrounded Xiang Nan.
A tall prisoner smiled at the killing gods and said, "No matter what you bastards think, we are determined for this battle!"
"We must never let go of such a great opportunity to fight against a peerless master!"
The rest of the killing gods all looked at the silver-haired killing god.
The silver-haired killing god gritted his teeth and roared, "Surround me! Give me the Xuantian sword!"
The ten killing gods also made up their minds, and jumped over one by one with a cold face, and surrounded Xiang Nan with the prisoners.
One of the killing gods threw a glorious long sword to the silver-haired killing god. Twenty-one people surrounded Xiang Nan. The silver-haired killer held the Xuantian sword and stood outside the circle with the two wardens, waiting for an opportunity.