Chapter 1556 Little Trick

The tall idol wailed in the void, burning with flames all over, and fell from the sky to the earth, like a hill, smashing the earth into a big pit.

The battle between gods is no different from the battle between ordinary mortals, even more cruel and bloody. Song Jian's legs are like nails, nailed to the ground, unable to move at all. Countless gods are like mortals, crying Shouting and wailing, injuries and bleeding all appeared in front of Song Jian's eyes.

Song Jian trembled all over. Under the oppression of the divine power, he felt like an ant. He originally had the idea of ​​wrestling with a god-level powerhouse, but at this moment, it disappeared, and he even began to regret why he was so early. Just broke into the land of the Goddess of Harvest.

"This kind of dungeon, at least until I advance to the demigod level, is eligible to explore. The dungeon requires at least ten legend-level powerhouses as the minimum requirement. If you really enter this dungeon according to the minimum configuration, I'm afraid you won't even be able to enter the temple... ..." Song Jian thought to himself.

At this moment, the existence of Song Jian seemed to have attracted the attention of a god, and the sound of thunder was transmitted from the void.

"It's blasphemy for mortals to spy on the battle between the gods!" The rumbling thunder sounded in Song Jian's ears, sounding extremely angry.

Song Jian secretly had a trace of panic in his heart, the threat of death came to his face, but he couldn't do anything, his legs were still like nails.

"Damn it, how could it be like this, if it's a dream, wake me up quickly, if it's a hallucination, then shatter it for me immediately!" Song Jian yelled in his heart.

Song Jian knew in his heart that the scene in front of him was 100% impossible to be what was happening. Dreams and hallucinations probably accounted for more than 90%, but this kind of illusion still gave him a threat of death. , if he really died here, then he would most likely turn into a corpse after leaving the illusion.

hum~

The imprint of the time domain on the chest suddenly burst into light, and a phantom of an infinity symbol appeared above Song Jian's head, and the power of the domain was instantly activated. This was passive activation, not Song Jian's active release, but the power did not diminish at all.

"Time, no, it's impossible..." After an exclamation, the scene in front of Song Jian was like a glass screen, with cracks appearing, and then it shattered with a "pong".

Song Jian found that he was still in the temple and hadn't gone anywhere, and the imprint of the time domain on his chest was beating and beating like another heart.

"When I left the illusion, the imprint of the time domain seemed to have absorbed something..." Song Jian thought to himself.

This feeling is almost exactly the same as when the imprint of the time domain absorbs the sand of time. As long as the item containing the law of time is swallowed, the imprint of time will have such a reaction.

"Hey, you are able to break free from the illusion of death. I really underestimate you, a little guy in the legendary realm!" There was an exclamation in the void, and then, a ball of white light appeared, and soon, the white light condensed into a young girl. The phantom cast a curious look at Song Jian.

"The holy spirit of the temple, demigod-level boss, level 155, blood value: 36 million, characteristic: holy"

"Another demigod-level boss. Is it the final boss that protects Goddess of Harvest?" Song Jian held the Potian Sword tightly, looking at the translucent phantom in front of him with vigilance.

The holy spirit of the temple looks somewhat similar to a ghost, both are translucent figures, but the holy spirit in front of him exudes a warm light like the sun, which is completely different from ordinary ghosts.

"You released the illusion just now?" Song Jian asked.

"That's right, that's the scene of the fall of the gods. Even if you are at the peak of the legendary realm, seeing this scene will break your heart. Gods, mortals can't look directly at them!" The god laughed.

Even at the peak of the Legendary Realm, they are still mortals. Only when they are promoted to the demigod level, can they truly transcend vulgarity and possess divinity.

"You are the first person to break into the temple for thousands of years. I would like to chat with you a little more, but that boy Patu seems to be unable to beat your companion. I must deal with you quickly and help him! "The girl glanced outside the temple, and complained a little: "That kid really treats himself as a farmer when he manages the vineyard. It's too useless to be beaten like this by a wild demigod..."

"Boy, you can die!" Holy Spirit glanced at Song Jian, and then slapped Song Jian.

The small palm instantly condensed a ten-foot-sized palm-shaped energy, and patted it towards Song Jian, overflowing with energy and full of oppression.

The texture of Qi Jin's palm is clear, just like a real palm, Song Jian was taken aback, this move looks somewhat similar to his sword Qi palm print.

For a while, Song Jian also had the idea of ​​a competition, and directly swung the Potian Sword and performed the Wanjian Jue, condensing thousands of spirit swords.

The spirit swords quickly condensed together, and in just a few seconds, a palm print of sword energy was formed, which was almost exactly the same as the opponent's palm print of strength.

boom~

The two palms collided fiercely, and in an instant, the palm print of sword energy was defeated by the palm print of strength of the opponent, just like the collision of sand and stone.

Song Jian was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that his sword qi palm print would be so vulnerable, but Song Jian was immediately at a disadvantage when he lost a move, and was forced to flee backward by the strength palm print.

"Without divine skills, how can you fight me? It's too small." The holy spirit of the temple said contemptuously. In his opinion, the peak powerhouse of the legendary realm is just like an ant.

No matter how Song Jian evaded, the palm prints of strength followed like a shadow, and slapped him fiercely.

In desperation, Song Jian had no choice but to use his sword shadow clone, controlling an identical clone, and rushed towards the Jinqi palm print.

boom~

With a loud bang, the Sword Qi avatar, whose strength was almost the same as Song Jian's, was directly blown to pieces by the palm print of Jin Qi, while Song Jian's avatar used the Five Elements Escape Technique.

A smear of metal powder appeared in the void, floating down from the air, while Song Jianying fled to a remote corner of the temple in an instant. At this moment, the lock of the sword qi palm print on him also disappeared instantly, and the sword qi clone was shattered in an instant. Finally, the palm prints of energy exerted by the holy spirit of the temple slowly collapsed because they lost their target.

"There are a lot of little tricks!" The holy spirit of the temple said contemptuously. This kind of move is just an ordinary skill. He can release it more than a dozen times without any effort, but it is such an ordinary move. tough feeling.

"As I said, mortals are just ants before God, and any resistance is useless!" The holy spirit of the temple glanced at Song Jian who was hiding in the corner, and said indifferently: "Go to die quietly, you can die in God For you, the Land of Fallen is also a kind of honor..."

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