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Chapter 474 A glimmer of life

The three golden emperors, like three ancient ferocious beasts, suddenly appeared on the mountain of the gods. No one knew how they escaped the restrictions of the gods on the mountain.

But everyone knew that a catastrophe was coming. Once the golden emperor rushed in, everyone would be dead. Some emperors, no longer caring that they could not use their secret skills here, began to activate their own life-saving secret skills, thinking

Escape from here as quickly as possible.

But they were desperate. The restrictions of the gods were still there. Not to mention a secret skill, even a spiritual attack, no one present could even think of using it.

"Don't panic, everyone! Hold on, I'll teleport you out right now!" At the critical moment, it was the Dragon Maiden, who had always been indifferent to others, who stabilized everyone's emotions.

When she saw the three golden emperors who suddenly appeared, the dragon female patriarch opened her mouth again, and a huge dragon's breath spewed out from her mouth and scattered on the formation below.

Suddenly, Xia Jun felt that his formation was moving faster and faster. The communication between his consciousness and the outside world also became clearer. It seemed that he could be teleported out of the Mountain of Gods in just one second.

But in this critical second, the three golden emperors of the demon world also moved, with mocking expressions on their faces. They waited until the dragon female patriarch initiated the teleportation before taking action at the same time.

"Devil's curse, blasphemy!"

The first one to take action was the demonic woman with the head of a human and the body of a snake. She had a cold face and lightly opened her red lips. A thick gray-white mist mixed with fragrant wind spread quickly, like a sky curtain, quickly moving towards the entire world.

The arena is enveloped.

"God's domain must not be violated!" From the sky, the extremely cold voice of the Dragon Female Patriarch came.

boom!

The dragon female patriarch quickly raised the dragon-headed crutch in her hand, with golden light shining on it, forming a vortex of purple-gold runes around her.

The laws of the gods were activated, instantly forming a holy light shield that enveloped the entire arena. It instantly resisted the invasion of the gray mist.

"It's really troublesome! But can this stop us?" There was a hint of ridicule on the snake girl's face. She hissed, and a long, forked tongue came out of her mouth, making a weird sound.

The gray mist rolled even more fiercely, and it actually seemed like boiling bubbles, densely covering the light mask in the sky of the arena, and even corroding the light mask into tiny holes.

Some mist followed those holes and tried to get inside.

The face of the Dragon Girl Clan Leader suddenly became a little ugly. She quickly raised her hands, and quickly transformed dozens of handprints in the air, forming circles of runes of light and shadow, and disappeared into the air.

Suddenly, in the entire arena, there was a holy light rising into the sky, and the invisible laws turned into tangible attacks. Under the shining of the divine light, the gray mist turned into blue smoke one after another, and the purified

Clean and tidy.

The witch's expression suddenly changed, and she obviously did not expect that the laws here would be so strong. She quickly shouted to her companions who were still watching the fun: "You guys haven't done anything yet!"

"good!"

On the distant mountain peak, in the ruined temple, there is a naked man wearing animal skins, who looks like an ancient mountain man, sitting cross-legged. On his legs, there is a three-meter

What a huge, long blade.

It was a murderous weapon that looked like a knife, but had no handle.

Seeing that the snake girl was unable to break through the defense of the arena, Lord Sharp Blade's body suddenly ejected from the ground. In just the blink of an eye, he rushed from the mountain peak hundreds of meters away to the sky above the arena.

"Dead soul!"

Boom!

A ray of light, like a huge white wave, pierced the sky. With an extremely violent aura, it struck the light barrier fiercely, making a loud noise like thunder. The entire light barrier was under the attack of Lord Sharp Blade.

Next, it shook violently, as if a bubble in the water might break even with the slightest touch.

Some weak dragon girls even screamed under such huge sound waves, and even their expressions became trance-like.

This is the power of soul-severing. One slash can cut off a person's soul! If it weren't for the protective light shield, it is estimated that the sharp blade master's blow could kill many people.

And after suffering this blow, the protective light shield above the arena was completely dented, like broken glass, with countless dense cracks appearing, and it seemed that it might break at any time.

"Hahaha, you see, Dragon Girl Patriarch, this is our strength. You alone cannot recover. If we give you another chance and submit to us, you can still have a way to survive!"

The Evil God Woodcarving stood on the shoulders of the Shaman God Son and spoke coldly. But before he finished speaking, another powerful aura rushed over from the distant mountain peak.

It was a three-legged monster with an indescribably ferocious face. Just when Lord Sharp Blade cracked the light shield, he moved, and all three big feet vibrated, like a giant elephant, fiercely attacking the light shield.

Trample him hard.

"crack!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under this weirdo's continuous trampling, the entire mask did not last even for a second before a huge hole was trampled with a bang.

The entire Mountain of the Gods suddenly shook violently at the moment this weirdo fell, as if there was a magnitude 10 earthquake, and large areas of the mountain collapsed.

The temple turned into rubble, and the mountain peaks turned into gravel. Large cracks appeared on the ground of the arena, and then turned into ravines and cracks. Like spiders, they spread toward the formations where everyone stood.

"ah!"

Some of the dragon girls with poor endurance had already screamed in horror. Beside Xia Jun, the two leading dragon girls were so frightened that they grabbed Xia Jun's arms tightly and said in horror: "Xia Jun.

,Are we going to die?"

"Don't worry, we won't die!" Xia Jun hurriedly comforted, but he felt nervous. After all, there are three golden emperors here, and there is also an evil wood carving who doesn't know the details.

Seeing that even the laws of the gods couldn't stop the demons, Xia Jun had the urge to run away immediately. Some of the sons of gods, emperors, and even some of the sons of gods who couldn't calm down turned around and ran off the platform, wanting to take refuge everywhere.

.

But at this moment, the calm voice of the Dragon Lady Clan Leader came from the sky again. "Don't panic, everyone, just stand on the battlefield honestly!"

The leader of the Dragon Girl clan seemed to have made up her mind. When she saw that the demons had broken through the restrictions of the law, a trace of determination flashed across her old face. She made her hand seals again, and in just one second, she continued to type nine, nine, eight.

Eleven different runes illuminate the entire arena.

On the formation platform, the light of teleportation also flickered violently. The Dragon Girl Clan Leader, despite the attacks of the three golden emperors, still insisted on launching the teleportation!

The faces of the three demon masters who had rushed in all changed. They were a little shocked and even more panicked. They glanced at each other, and they didn't know whether to attack the dragon female chief first or capture the group of gods below. The emperor's son was even more confused.

good.

"Kill, kill her! As for these people, no one can run away, please stay with me, the devil's curse, pollution!" The evil wood sculpture suddenly laughed coldly and strangely. A tyrannical mental wave,

Emitted from the wood carving.

Then there was a crash, and the Evil God Wooden Sculpture suddenly exploded. Except for the place where the Shaman God's Son was standing, all the rest of the ground turned into pitch black in an instant, and it was still spreading.

The entire Mountain of Gods seemed to be polluted by demonic energy and quickly entered a demonized state. The earth became pitch black and the air was filled with demonic energy.

The holy temple of the gods was reduced to a piece of demonic land in the blink of an eye. Even the laws of the gods became dull under this terrifying pollution, giving people a feeling of powerlessness and lack of contact with the outside world.

It was cut off instantly.

At this time, let alone teleporting, it was impossible to even send the message out. The Mountain of Gods had completely turned into an isolated space.

However, what surprised Xia Jun was that the teleportation light under his feet still did not stop. Instead, it was running to the extreme.

brush!

His vision blurred for a while. When Xia Jun saw the surrounding situation clearly again, he was surprised to find that although he was not teleported out, he was teleported to the war arena.

The same surprise also happened to other sons of gods and emperors...

"What's going on? We were teleported here. Shouldn't we be teleported to the fifth hell?"

"Are you a fool? The connection with the outside world has long been cut off by the masters of the demon clan. How can it be teleported out? On the contrary, the restrictions of the gods in the war arena are the most powerful, which can ensure our safety!"

An older-looking dragon girl couldn't help but speak out. She scolded the divine son unceremoniously. Her words also made others suddenly understand, and then they understood the intention of the dragon girl clan leader.

Xia Jun also nodded secretly. Indeed, if he cannot escape, teleporting to the war arena is undoubtedly the best choice. At least in a short period of time, the demon masters will not be able to break the restrictions of the war arena.

In this way, the Dragon Lady Patriarch can free up her hands to concentrate on fighting the Demon Clan's Golden Emperor.

only……

He raised his head and looked outside. Although he couldn't see the fighting outside, Xia Jun could imagine that the situation was definitely not optimistic. No matter how powerful the Dragon Girl Clan Leader was, she couldn't last long if she had to deal with three golden emperors at the same time.

Not only Xia Jun knew this result, but the sons of gods and emperors present also understood that although they had entered the war arena, it did not give everyone a sense of security.

Some people immediately used their own secret techniques to try to get in touch with their elders and send out signals for help. Suddenly, many more transmission notes of different colors flew up in the space.

However, as soon as these transmission notes took off, their light dimmed and they fell to the ground. This undoubtedly made many people's last hope come to nothing.

More people were at a loss. The three of them, the Son of Light, the Son of Darkness, and the Son of Poseidon, all had their brows furrowed. They were gathering with people close to them to discuss something.

A group of dragon girls also hugged each other and cried softly.

Emperor Baihua also had a solemn look. He walked up to Xia Jun and said with a sad smile: "Xia Jun, promise me one thing. If the demon world breaks the restrictions here, you must kill me!"

"What, kill you?" Xia Jun smiled bitterly when he heard this, shook his head and said: "Things shouldn't be that bad, right? Those masters in your temple won't just sit idly by and ignore it, right?"

Emperor Baihua looked at Xia Jun seriously and sighed: "Xia Jun, is your comfort like this useful? The demon clan has clearly planned this matter carefully. How could we be rescued? Once the dragon female patriarch dies,

No one controls the restrictions here. The consequences..."

She seemed to have thought of something terrible, and a look of horror appeared on the face of this fairy-like woman. Xia Jun also sighed, as the Dragon Clan Chief alone would not be able to hold on for long.

Once the demons enter the war arena, it is estimated that these sons of gods and emperors in the five hells will really be taken advantage of and forced to transform into black warriors and become the puppet cannon fodder of the demon world.

For these proud sons of gods and emperors, such a result is really more uncomfortable than death. This is also the reason why Baihua Emperor asked himself to kill her.

But after all, he has a good relationship with Emperor Baihua, and Xia Jun is not very aggressive, so he can only comfort him casually: "Don't worry, Emperor Baihua, if it really comes to that point, I will take you out together!"

"What, Xia Jun, you have a way to escape!" The Baihua Emperor was just at the time when Chu Chu was pitiful. Hearing Xia Jun's words, he almost jumped up without excitement, and his two beautiful eyes were blinking.

Xia Jun was full of hope and excitement.

"Forehead!"
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