The great priest's cold rebuke attracted the old man's attention. He turned his head and saw a breathtaking beauty descending from the sky between the sea and the sky.

Platinum hair danced in the wind, and the one-piece dress was pressed against her body, outlining a full and exquisite figure.

Her features were flawless, and her temperament was charming and seductive, as if the charm of all the women in the world was concentrated on her. After seeing such beauty, there would be no more beauties in the world.

Sectiya said loudly, "The god of light wants to destroy the gods of the line of the goddess of beauty. I am the god who is most like the mother, and I have the same beauty and power as her. Great priest, I am your target."

"He is my lover and has nothing to do with Paphos Island." As she spoke, she released her charm to the fullest. Although she could not seduce the great priest, she could anger him. The angrier he was, the better.

Because this war of gods was caused by the desire of the goddess of beauty.

As expected, the great priest immediately aimed his arrow at Sectiya and released the bowstring without hesitation.

The golden arrow turned into a golden streamer, but even faster than the streamer was starlight. Zhang Yuanqing teleported to Sectiya's side and erected a purple-golden round shield.

Absolute defense, activating purple light to construct a tall shield wall, stood in front of the two. Absolute defense was Zhang Yuanqing's strongest defense at the moment. He had fully charged the shield's energy before entering the instance.

Then, he took out the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and activated the shield form. The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon happened to trigger the lazy mode and ignored its master's fate, wanting to sleep aside.

But feeling the power of the enemy, feeling the power contained in the arrow, it was stunned, and with lightning speed, it wrapped around its master's arm and activated its defensive state.

Then, Zhang Yuanqing created a very strong electromagnetic barrier on his chest.

"Boom!"

The golden arrow hit the purple-golden shield wall, and the shield wall, known as absolute defense, shattered. It was not "melted" by the golden light, but exploded.

It could withstand any form of attack, including energy, so the power of the sun god was useless to suppress the shield wall. But the golden arrow contained not only the power of the sun god, but also the pure power of the peak master.

The master can suppress rules below level nine.

The golden dragon phantom wrapped around his body also disintegrated, followed by the electromagnetic barrier on his chest. The golden arrow broke through in one go.

After three layers of defense, it successfully pierced Zhang Yuanqing's chest. Having learned from Erliyang's experience, Sectiya did not stand behind her lover, but avoided it early.

The golden streamer fell into the sea, and a muffled thunderous sound of "rumbling" came.

Zhang Yuanqing once again spewed golden flames from his seven orifices, but this time the intensity of the flames was weaker than before. After experiencing the consumption of three layers of defense, the power and sun god power contained in the golden arrow had been greatly consumed.

The great priest raised his white eyebrows slightly. This young man who seemed to be a follower of the god king was still fine after being hit by an arrow.

You know, the power of light is the most domineering power in the world, and even lightning must retreat three points. Perhaps the god king bestowed him with some kind of artifact before leaving, giving him the characteristic of being immortal. This was within his expectations, after all, the god king was the lover of the goddess of beauty, and the goddess of beauty gave birth to Erliyang for the god king.

It was normal for him to leave a backup plan before leaving to ensure the safety of Paphos Island.

"The god of light has chased after Aphrodite, and he will not let go of any enemy. Aphrodite will die, and your resistance is futile." The great priest spoke slowly and drew a third arrow, aiming at Zhang Yuanqing.

Basement.

The Ninth Elder, who was guarding the original god, suddenly felt a tremor in her heart and a strong sense of crisis. She instinctively floated towards the steps, away from the golden-shelled clam.

At the same time, she used dream jumping to glimpse one dream after another.

She did not rush into the dream, but glanced at the original god who was exuding a terrifying aura.

She saw large amounts of mucus flowing out of the cracks in the giant clam's shell, dripping wetly to the ground, like a woman's amniotic fluid during childbirth.

The cracks in the giant clam expanded, and a pale hand stretched out from the cracks, slowly lifting the upper part of the shell.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

Suddenly, the sound of drums came from the thick fog, causing the Demon Eye Heavenly King's blood to surge, the inner spiritual power in his body to become chaotic and out of control, and the bewitching eyes on the surface of his skin to close in "fear."

"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong dong..."

More and more drums sounded, shaking five hundred miles with one beat, and three thousand eight hundred miles with three beats.

The Demon Eye Heavenly King's heart ached, his eyes darkened, and he almost died on the spot, let alone the mutated alien beasts and the fog masters.

"Not good, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady has created the Kui Niu Drum for the Yellow Emperor, and the wind and thunder demigod is blowing away the thick fog... The Battle of Zhuolu is coming to an end, I, I must go to the main battlefield immediately." The Demon Eye Heavenly King gritted his teeth and staggered towards the depths of the thick fog.

The air smelled of burning, and the depths of the thick fog were filled with the sounds of fighting, explosions, and roars.

Several heavily injured mutated alien species around him were gnawing on corpses, tearing flesh, and pulling out intestines, filling their hunger and strength.

This spirit-rich flesh could help them speed up the healing of their wounds.

The Demon Eye Heavenly King slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and bent down to grab a handful of soil. The wet mud seeped with dark red blood.

"Man" is dead. He died just an hour ago. They encountered an attack by a level nine spring god. The ten or so fog masters and a dozen mutated alien beasts who had just gathered were torn apart by the beasts led by the beast king.

He and Man fought the spring god for two full hours before killing this existence whose vitality was so strong that it was despairing.

The Demon Eye had been fighting in the fog for four days and four nights. He had encountered a lineup of more than five masters joining forces, and had experienced a scene of hundreds of saints besieging him. He had mistakenly entered the domain of a rule-based item and killed his way through. He fought in all directions with three heads and eight arms. When he was injured, he devoured the enemy's essence and blood to recover. When he was hungry, he grabbed the ingredients around him and drank blood. When he was tired, he continued to kill until his body's potential exploded, eliminating fatigue and rejuvenating his strength.

He survived purely because of the special nature of the "Bewitching Demon Eye" and the abundant reserves of life source liquid and various kinds of Man did not have these high-quality items and resources, so he died.

In three days, the Demon Eye Heavenly King's experience points did not increase, but he felt much stronger than before.

This was the level and power.

The fire was like fog, blanketing the boundless Zhuolu wilderness with a vast and heavy blanket.

The Demon Eye Heavenly King, ragged and covered in blood, stood proudly on the land covered with corpses. His breath was filled with the stench of corpses and vegetation.

The power forged in the sea of fire was not just him. Many level six peak fog masters, after surviving in high-intensity warfare, forcibly broke into the master level. This was the master stage of the Bewitching Demon Lord.

Endless war will give birth to powerful ancient war gods.

It's just that the price is too high. The hundred or so fog masters he brought at the beginning were all killed or injured on the first day. Later, he and Man continued to gather those who were lost in the thick fog.

The scale of the fog masters continued to grow and shrink. Only after thousands of fog masters died could an ancient war god be born.

Of course, the Yanhuang camp had more strong people die, falling like weeds in patches.

This battle that took place in ancient times was to wipe out the cultivators of the entire continent.

The strong men of the two major camps, having crossed high mountains and icy rivers, were finally buried in this Zhuolu wilderness.

"If I clear this instance, I can reach level nine, barely enough... But it's still not enough. If I want to help Yuanshi compete for the throne of the Sun Lord, I must have a trump card."

"A trump card that allows me to fight a peak master to the death, or even a demigod..." The Demon Eye Heavenly King looked towards the depths of the thick fog. In the past four days and four nights, he had rampaged through the thick fog, killing anyone he saw, beheading any beast he encountered, and running away when he encountered a level nine master!

He just didn't dare to enter the depths of the thick fog, where a bewitching aura was constantly emanating, causing both humans and beasts to lose their minds and become indiscriminate attackers, regardless of friend or foe.

That place was constantly filled with the power of Qi and blood, and every once in a while, it would harvest the surrounding area on a large scale.

There, there was the essence and blood of living beings, the supreme aura of the Bewitching Demon, the battlefield of the demon god Chi You and Yanhuang.

"I must go deep into that battlefield and gain the recognition of the demon god Chi You." The Demon Eye Heavenly King grinned. Reason told him to not go, he would just be sending himself to his death.

Whether it was Chi You or Yanhuang, they were both outstanding strong men among demigods, easily crushing the official five wastes in reality.

Just the aftermath of a spell from such an existence could take his life.

But if he didn't take the risk, how could he help Yuanshi compete for the position of Sun Lord...

If Yuanshi doesn't become the Sun Lord, how can all humans be subject to moral values?

While his thoughts were racing, thunder suddenly roared in the sky, causing the Demon Eye Heavenly King's blood to surge and his eyes to darken. Immediately afterwards, a violent wind raged, rolling gusts of thick fog into the sky.

What kind of wind could roll the thick fog of the demon god Chi You into the sky? The Demon Eye Heavenly King's heart tightened, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes. A mere violent wind, the Rain Master could also control the violent wind, but the thunder just now obviously came from the hand of a thunder mage.

In other words, the person who took action was a wind and thunder professional demigod!

Why did the wind and thunder demigod of the First District appear in the ancient Battle of Zhuolu?

The Demon Eye Heavenly King glanced at the mutated alien beast lying prostrate on the ground beside him, shivering. The doubts in his heart were finally confirmed.

In ancient times, the demigod-level strong men of the three major districts had mutual exchanges.

After the end of the world, the spiritual power of heaven and earth began to decline, and the three major districts gradually no longer had immortals, no longer had demigods.

Through the crack opened by the golden clam, the Ninth Elder saw a pair of pure black eyes like those of an infant, but the eyes were not shining with innocence.

In those eyes, there was more indifference.

Penetrating the darkness, scrutinizing her who had no corpse and was a spiritual servant.

In that instant, the Ninth Elder's "heart" seemed to be pulled out by an invisible hand, and fear exploded. She no longer dared to stay and jumped into a dream, escaping from the basement.

"Crash!" The main building collapsed immediately, and black boulders collapsed like rain.

But in the next moment, they scattered in all directions. A figure rushed up from the ground, broke through the collapsed building, and soared into the sky.

The aura of a high level descended overwhelmingly, causing Zhang Yuanqing, the great priest, and the son of the gods in the distance to look sideways.

Sectiya said happily, "The offspring of the original god is born..."

The lingering sound suddenly got stuck in her throat. Her pupils shrank slightly, and a figure suddenly appeared beside her, pressing against her cheeks and twitching her nose.

Smelling her scent. This was a girl of about twelve years old, whose body was in the early stages of development. Her hips were not yet curved and her breasts were not yet dry. She was slender and white, and she had beautiful golden hair and pure black eyes that were filled with indifference and bestial coldness.

She sniffed Sectiya's scent, seemed to confirm the other's identity, and extended the tip of her tongue slightly affectionately to lick Sectiya's cheek.

Sectiya pointed to the great priest and said quickly, "He is the enemy, kill him!"

The girl immediately looked at the great priest, who immediately turned his "arrow mouth" and aimed the golden arrow at the girl.

A golden stream of light flashed, piercing the girl's snow-white chest. In the next moment, golden blood gushed out of the girl's seven orifices, like a golden torch.

Huh?

Looking at the girl engulfed in golden flames, Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.

Such poor combat awareness?

No responding experience? How can I fight a peak master!

Just as he thought this, he saw the golden flames extinguished, and the girl's charred body stood up in mid-air. Flesh and blood quickly grew, healed, and recovered as before, but her aura obviously declined.

The girl's pure black eyes stared at the great priest, and she also made a bow-pulling gesture. Electric arcs "zizizi" jumped and condensed into a large bow and arrow.

The girl's index finger loosened, and plasma shot out. The lightning-turned arrow pierced the great priest's chest. Bright blue electric light gushed out of the great priest's seven orifices.