The Temple of the God of Moxikan River is located in the center of Moxikan City. It is several tens of meters high.
At this time, the incomparable divine light gathered in the huge temple, forming a powerful enchantment of divine power to completely guard the huge temple.
Countless powerful men from the Principality of Moxican gathered towards the temple of the god of the Moxican River.
The ancient giant black dragon formed by Yang Feng flapped its wings and flew into the air at once, opened the mouth of the blood basin, and sprayed a terrifying breath of the ancient dragon towards the temple of the god of Wadi Moxi.
Pope Pavon, the god of Mossi, holding a scepter, chanting prayer incantations, he was enveloped in a sacred and powerful light, suspended in the void, his eyes flashed with golden light, as if An existence that does not belong to the human world, holding the scepter directly, cast the guardianship of the fourth-level divine magic Moxi Wadi.
A series of khaki divine powers drew out from the temple, forming an extremely powerful khaki enchantment in front of the Moxi Wadi Temple, completely guarding the temple.
The terrifying dragon breath expelled by Yang Feng blasted on the khaki enchantment, burning frantically, eroding the khaki enchantment.
The terrifying dragon power of the ancient black dragon and the divine power of the god of the mosi wadi fought endlessly on the earthy enchantment, causing the guardian barrier of the god of the mosi wadi to cause waves of ripples, almost wanting to collapse .
In the temple of the god of the Wadi Mosi, hundreds of official priests, bishops, and alternate pastors all came to the temple, knelt on the ground, and recited prayers incomparably pious. The power of their faith and their strength have been continuously poured into the temple, strengthening the enchantment of the temple.
Pavon narrowed his gaze and asked loudly: "Ian, why are you attacking our temple of the god of Wadi Mossi?"
"I suspect that your temple of the God of Wadi Mosi is in collusion with alien races! You immediately gave up resisting and caught up with your hands, waiting for my review. If you did not collude with alien races, then I will return you free. If you resist, then today is you humans. The death of a traitor."
The ancient black dragon in the form of Yang Feng overlooked the temple of the god of the Wadi Moxi, his eyes flashed with incomparable light, and he opened his mouth, and a group of dragon's breath fell from the sky, and once again landed on the powerful earthen-yellow barrier. , Burning the extremely powerful enchantment to tremble constantly.
"Ian, you are the human traitor who colluded with alien races! You beast not only raped and killed Princess Tisini, but also killed Her Majesty the Grand Duke. Now you want to deceive us, you, you are guilty of death! Me! It means that the great God of Wadi Mossi wiped out you, a human traitor, damn heresy!"
An anger flashed in Pavon's eyes, and when he turned his hand over, his face was khaki, shrouded in terrifying power, only a palm-sized plate appeared in his hand.
As soon as Yang Feng saw the khaki plate, his heart was full of alarms. The terrifying and extraordinary perception of the ancient black dragon series reminded him that the khaki plate contains terrifying power, even if he has it after transforming. Half-step starry sky warlock's terrifying power, even a little carelessness will fall.
Yang Feng opened his mouth directly, and a group of terrifying ancient dragon's breath suddenly sprayed out, bombarding the huge khaki enchantment.
Pafeng prayed devoutly and pointed to Yang Feng: "The great Magania, the god of the Wadi Mossi, your most pious believer is here to call you, please give us the strength to purify the evil in front of us! !"
The space in the void was distorted for a while, and a vast and boundless divine might spread from the void, and it was obvious that Magania, the god of Mosi, in the distant void, responded to Pavon's call. An earth-yellow divine light containing terrifying power traveled through the endless void, and in response to Pavon’s prayer, it sank into the earth-yellow disc, a semi-sacred tool in his hands, on the Moganxi River Plate.
The semi-sacred tool Moganxi River's disk suddenly lit up, and a series of mysterious and mysterious, containing the power of law and mysterious runes shining on the Moganxi River's disk.
An earth-yellow river spouted from the plate of the Namoxi Dry River and rolled directly toward the ancient black dragon that Yang Feng had changed.
Yang Feng opened his mouth, and a group of ancient dragon's breath spewed out, blasting on the ocher river like a meteor.
The khaki river rolled up and swallowed the ancient dragon's breath easily, and then turned into a terrifying torrent to completely swallow the ancient black dragon incarnate by Yang Feng.
In that khaki river, contains the power of the terrifying law, as well as the incomparable power of the gods. It completely cut the connection between Yang Feng and the vitality of heaven and earth, making him completely unable to use the vitality of heaven and earth to use all kinds of powerful spells.
A terrifying corrosive force gushes from the khaki river, madly eroding the ancient black dragon transformed by Yang Feng, and air bubbles rise from the scales of the ancient black dragon transformed by Yang Feng. Obviously The ancient black dragon scale he changed was being corroded inch by inch by the ocher river.
The plate of Wadi Mossi was made by Magania, the god of Wadi Mosi, after he became a god. He cut off a tributary of the Wadi Mosi with his huge divine power, used that tributary with divine power, and comprehended himself. Part of the law of water is poured into it, and it is a semi-artifact refined.
This Wadi Mosi is also the treasure of the temple of the Wadi Mosi Temple. It has guarded the Wadi Mosi Temple for countless years and is infinitely powerful.
A wave of prayers came from the temple, and the power of faith poured out crazily and sank into the khaki river.
Inside the khaki river, Yang Feng flapped his wings desperately, struggling hard, but couldn’t get rid of the khaki river at all, and bursts of pain came from his eyes. The scales of the ancient black dragon on it also began to be slowly corroded by the ocher river.
The khaki river is a tributary of the Wadi Moxi River, and contains the divine power of the Wadi Moxi River. It has the magical effect of blocking the connection between the strong and the vitality of the heavens and the earth, even if it is a semi-god law system. Once the strong are engulfed by the khaki river, they will be corroded and swallowed within a short time.
The ancient black dragon that Yang Feng transformed into was extremely resistant and could barely support it. But if there were no accidents, it would only be a matter of time before he was swallowed by the khaki river.
Above a big tree, Eslamia stood quietly on the branches, and her beautiful eyes scanned Yang Feng who was caught in mid-air by the khaki river intricately, and took a deep breath. A touch of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he took out the Sun God Bow and aimed at Pope Pavon, the god of the Moses Wadi, and a dazzling sun power crazily submerged in the Sun God bow.
An extremely bright light of the sun god suddenly shot towards Pafeng like lightning, and in an instant, it shot on the guardian barrier of the god of the moxi dry river.
The terrifying sun god Mang burst out in an instant, shooting the guardian barrier of the god of the Wadi Mosi out of a fist-sized cave, and then collapsed and disappeared.
The Dark Elf Assassinated Arrow!
Almost for an instant, an arrow that was as black as ink and contained a terrifying dark power as deep as the sea shot out from the fist-sized cave, and passed through Pavon’s forehead silently and through. His brain.
"how so!!"
The last thought flashed through Pavon's head, and his body trembled slightly, limp to the ground. The half-sacred tool Moganxi River Plate in his hand also fell directly to the ground.
The power of faith lost Pavon, the dependent subject, and immediately collapsed all around.
The earthy yellow river that had firmly trapped Yang Feng also poured back, sinking into the half-sacred tool Moxi Wadi.
Yang Feng could no longer maintain the form of the ancient black dragon, and was forced to change back into a human form.
After Yang Feng returned to a human form, a terrifying sword wound stretched from his left neck to the right, almost trying to cut his neck open. A large amount of blood poured out from the wound, staining his body. It gets red, extremely miserable. Strange divine power permeated the wound, hindering the healing of the wound.
Yang Feng swallowed more than a dozen bottles of potions, and the nano-liquid robots in his body were also running frantically, clearing away the power of the god of Mosi and the god of the river, and slowly removing the power of the god of the god of Moxi and the river. .
The God of Moxi's Wadi has a very high level of divine power, but without the master's divine power, he still can't resist Yang Feng's terrifying warlock life force.
As soon as Yang Feng returned to his body, his figure shook, and he swiftly swept towards the plate of the dry Moxi River.
A black figure suddenly exploded, turning into a black light and rushing towards the plate of Moxi's dry river frantically.
The black figure slammed into the guardian barrier of the god of the Mosi River, and the khaki divine power shrouded its body, burning its body madly. At the same time, bursts of burning black smoke rose from its body.
The screams of incomparable screams erupted from the black figure, and a bloody energy burst out instantly, causing it to escape abruptly from the guardian enchantment of the god of the moxi dry river.
A black arrow dropped from the sky and pierced the master of the figure, nailing the master of the figure directly to the ground, the dark power permeated, sealing the master of the figure, immobile.
Before Yang Feng came to the guardian enchantment of the god of the Moxi Dry River, he opened his mouth, and a group of dragon's breath spurted directly from his mouth, blasting on the guardian enchantment of the god of the Moxi Dry River.
Without Pafeng's presidency, the power in the temple could not be condensed to form a single wave, and the guardian barrier of the god of Moxi Wadi was easily burned out by Yang Feng's dragon's breath.