Chapter 1351 Sun God's Backstab

Knowing that it is a trap, a normal person's action should be to retreat. Muria is naturally normal, and he should have retreated, but he found that the bait placed in the trap was too tempting.

So Morea didn't hold back, and came in, but knowing that someone was plotting against him, Morea naturally had to think about how to counter the plot.

The best situation is that he avoids all the pits, gets the bait placed at the bottom of the pit safely, and swallows it. And what supports him to accomplish all this is naturally his own strength.

Therefore, Morea consciously concealed her strength, trying to keep as much strength as possible to deal with unexpected situations, so as not to let herself fall into the most embarrassing situation.

But the actual situation simply does not allow him to conceal too much power. He who wanted to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger was really being beaten like a pig, no matter how much he beat him, he would really be beaten into a pig.

As a result, Muria, who felt extremely angry, erupted with his true fundamental power, which came from the natural power of the titan, and he overthrew the ancient god in one fell swoop, directly bringing him down.

Although he didn't gain any advantage in essence, he regained momentum. At the very least, Muria felt that his eruption had vented a lot of depression in his heart.

"Forget it, fight first, then talk, there is no need to endure it."

Muria flew out of the abyss he had thrown out, and then stared at the ancient god who also stood up from the ground, without saying a word, and rushed up with fists clenched.

He is not asking for anything else now, just asking for a clear thought, otherwise, what is the purpose of his practice so far? He has already become a god, and he is already aggrieved enough, and he still has to endure the lunatic who makes him a mount Noisy, I can't bear it, I have to let it out.

Rumble——

When Muria decided to let go of part of her power, the situation of the battle was very different from before. The continuous mountains collapsed and shattered under the feet of the two of them, turning into ashes.

The terrifying shock ripples spread tens of thousands of miles away, causing countless intelligent undead to tremble with fear, and even formed a circular undead tide centered on them and constantly spreading outward.

Intelligent undead will subconsciously avoid this natural disaster that can easily end their existence, but it is a pity that they are destined to be used in war since the day they were born. Their existence has not been remembered.

And after several rounds of fighting, Muria took advantage of the situation and pulled out the Demon Sword that he had just stabbed into the body of the ancient god. There was no special liquid such as the blood of the ancient god on it.

Muria was not surprised. He had already had a hunch when he stabbed the sword into the body of the ancient god, because the feeling given back to him from the sword was not much different from piercing into legendary metal.

This ancient god, he is not flesh and blood. More specifically, Morea didn't know. Morea guessed that it should most likely be made of all kinds of hard bones. The undead emperor, what else could it look like.

This kind of speculation is not groundless, it is what Muria judged based on the various movements of the ancient god who was holding the sword and slashing at him.

The endless golden thunder spread in the gray sky, and the hurricane with thunder and fire roared above the earth. The earth continued to split into abysses, but in the next moment, it was healed again because of the same force.

The battle between the two powers has reached the level of a powerful god, which can destroy almost all known substances, and the aftermath of the singular single is almost destructive to the surrounding environment.

However, the environment where they are fighting now is quite special. Both the solidity of the earth and the stability of the space are far beyond the ordinary material world.

Collapse will not collapse. Before Muria overthrew the ancient gods, the necromancer world they are fighting now, no matter how destroyed it is, no matter how much the terrain has changed due to the Amen battle, All will not crash.

"Fortunately, something went wrong with my brain!"

After going through a fierce battle for about a day and a night, Muria sighed sincerely in her heart.

If we only talk about basic data such as speed, agility, and physical strength, Muria will naturally be crushed in all directions. This is beyond doubt. His divine body has been accumulated for more than a million years. In this way, Meng Xinshen, who didn't even reach a fraction of the opponent's, can be compared.

Needless to say about weapons and equipment, there is really no comparison. He is the original god, and he can obtain the world's top materials to forge artifacts for himself.

Not crushed in weapons and equipment, Muria must thank the race of her birth.

And these hard conditions are not dominant, the main reason why Muria can still compete with others is that he has clear reason, while the other party does not.

For mortals, a lunatic without the slightest scruples is more powerful than a rational normal person, but such a thing is at the extraordinary level... well, the same is true, even a god can't stand it if he fights for his life at every turn.

But fortunately in the misfortune, Muria's opponent still maintains a certain degree of rationality, and occasionally makes Muria think that the other party is pretending to be stupid, but soon allows Muria to rule out such guesses, such Power, there is no need to pretend. If you are really pretending, then there must be something wrong with your brain.

And when the opponent has certain scruples and his reason is not very clear, Muria can still maintain the balance of the battle by relying on his relatively immature experience and skills compared to the opponent.

But this kind of balance is not what Muria wants. He wants to gain an advantage in favor of himself, but no matter how he tries, he finds that even if he takes advantage of the void and bursts out the last bit of power he hides, it is not enough Get what he wants.

"Is this the only way to go?"

Muria thought with some regret that when there was nothing he could do, he naturally planned to retreat and make a long-term plan. After all, it is not an option to waste time here.

But, at this moment, a burst of supernatural power burst out suddenly, and the burst position happened to be at the center of Muria's back, which was neglected to defend against the undead emperor.

"Why did the majestic sun god do the gutter rat thing?" The feeling of Rumang on his back made the scales on Muria's body explode. The thin needle still pierced through his dragon wings and pierced his heart.