Chapter 346: Shoot Pavon
The Temple of the God of the Moxican River is located in the center of the Moxigan City, tens of meters high, and is the most majestic building in the Moxigan City, like the heart of the entire Moxican City. ∑. ∑
At this time, a series of incomparably bright divine lights converged in the huge temple, forming an extremely powerful enchantment of divine power to completely protect the huge temple.
Countless powerful men from the Principality of Mohegan gathered towards the Temple of the God of the Mohegan River.
The huge ancient black dragon formed by Yang Feng flapped its wings, flew into the mid-air, opened its bloody mouth, and shot out a terrifying ancient dragon's breath towards the temple of the god of the Moxigan River.
Pope Pavon, the god of the Moshigan River, held a scepter and recited prayer mantras. His whole body was shrouded in a holy and powerful radiance, suspended in the void, and golden light flashed in his eyes, as if An existence that does not belong to the human world, held a scepter directly, and cast a fourth-level magic spell, the protection of the God of Moxigan River.
A series of earth-yellow divine powers were drawn out from the temple, forming an extremely powerful earth-yellow barrier in front of the Moxi Ganhe Temple, completely protecting the temple.
Yang Feng's terrifying dragon's breath hit the khaki-yellow barrier at once, burning crazily, eroding the khaki-yellow barrier.
The terrifying power of the ancient black dragon and the divine power of the God of the Moxigan River fought endlessly on the earth-yellow barrier, causing ripples in the protective barrier of the God of the Moxigan River, almost about to collapse .
In the temple of the God of the Moxi Ganhe, hundreds of official priests, bishops, and alternate priests all came to the temple, knelt on the ground, and recited prayers devoutly. The power of their faith and strength were poured into the temple continuously, strengthening the enchantment of the temple.
Pafon stared at him, and asked loudly, "Ian, why did you attack the Temple of the God of Moshigan River?"
"I suspect that your Temple of the God of Ganhe Moxi is in collusion with alien races! You give up resistance immediately, and you are arrested without a fight, waiting for my review. If you have not colluded with alien races, then I will give you freedom. If you resist, then today is you humans Death of a traitor."
The ancient black dragon incarnate by Yang Feng overlooks the temple of the God of Namoxi Ganhe. An incomparably cold light flashed in his eyes, he opened his mouth, and a cloud of dragon's breath fell from the sky, landing on the powerful earth-yellow barrier again. Burn that extremely powerful enchantment until it trembles continuously.
"Ian, you are the human traitor who colluded with other races! You bastard not only raped and killed Her Royal Highness Princess Ticini, but also killed His Majesty the Grand Duke. Now you want to deceive us, you deserve death! I This means that the great god of the Mosigan River will destroy you, a traitor to humanity. Damn heretic!"
A flash of anger flashed in Pafon's eyes, he flipped his hand, his face was khaki, shrouded in terrifying divine power, only a palm-sized plate appeared in his hand.
As soon as Yang Feng saw the earth-yellow plate, his heart became alarmed. The terrifying and extraordinary perception of the ancient black dragon series reminded him that the earth-yellow plate contained terrifying power. The terrifying power of a half-step star warlock will fall if he is not careful.
Yang Feng directly opened his mouth and sprayed. A group of terrifying ancient dragon's breath suddenly sprayed out, bombarding the huge khaki enchantment.
Pafon prayed devoutly, and pointed at Yang Feng: "Magania, the great god of the Moshigan River, your most devout believer is calling you here,
Please give us the strength to purify the evil in front of us! ! "
The space in the void distorted for a while, and a boundless divine power emanated from the void. Obviously, in the distant void, the god of the Mosi Gan River, Magana, responded to Pavon's call. A khaki divine light containing terrifying divine power passed through the endless void, responded to Pafon's prayer, and sank into the khaki disc semi-sacred artifact in his hand, the Moganzi River Disk.
The Pan of Moganxi River, a semi-artifact, suddenly lit up. One after another mysterious and mysterious, containing the power of law and mysterious runes shine on the plate of Namoxi Ganhe.
A khaki-colored river spewed out from the Namoxigan River's disk, and directly swept towards the ancient black dragon transformed by Yang Feng.
Yang Feng opened his mouth and sprayed, and a ball of ancient dragon's breath spewed out. It hit the khaki river like a meteor.
As soon as the khaki river rolled up, it easily rolled up and devoured the ball of ancient dragon's breath, and then turned into a terrifying torrent that completely devoured the ancient black dragon incarnated by Yang Feng.
In that khaki river, there is a terrifying power of law, as well as an incomparably powerful power of God. It completely severed the connection between Yang Feng and the vitality of heaven and earth. It made him completely unable to use the vitality of heaven and earth to cast various powerful spells.
An incomparably terrifying corrosive force gushed out from the khaki river, crazily eroding the ancient black dragon transformed by Yang Feng, and bubbles rose from the scales of the ancient black dragon transformed by Yang Feng. The dragon scales of the ancient black dragon he transformed were being corroded inch by inch by the khaki river.
The plate of the Moshigan River is the fact that after becoming a god, the god of the Moshigan River, Maganya, cut off a tributary of the Moshigan River with his own huge divine power, and used that tributary to use his divine power to transfer his own comprehension. It is a demi-artifact made by infusing part of the law of water into it.
This plate of the Moxigan River is also the treasure of the temple of the Moxigan River Temple. It has guarded the Moxigan River Temple for countless years, and its power is infinite.
Waves of prayers came out from the temple, and the power of faith gushed out frantically, sinking into the khaki river.
In the khaki river, Yang Feng flapped his wings desperately and struggled hard, but he couldn't break free from the khaki river at all. There were bursts of severe pain from his eyes, and his body The ancient black dragon scales on it also began to be slowly corroded by the khaki river.
The khaki river is a tributary of the Moxigan River, and it contains the divine power of the Moxigan River God. It has the magical effect of blocking the connection between the strong and the vitality of the world, even if it is a demigod-level magic system Once the strong are swept by the khaki river, they will also be corroded and swallowed in a short period of time.
The ancient black dragon transformed by Yang Feng was extremely resistant, so it could barely support it. But if there is no accident, it is only a matter of time before he is swallowed by the khaki river.
On a big tree, Eslamia stood quietly on the branch, her beautiful eyes glanced complicatedly at Yang Feng who was engulfed by the khaki river in mid-air, took a deep breath, A look of solemnity flashed in his eyes, he took out the Sun God Bow, and aimed at Pope Pavon, the God of Mosi Ganhe, and a beam of incomparably bright sun power sank into the Sun God Bow crazily.
An incomparably bright sun god's light suddenly shot towards Pafon like lightning, and in an instant, it shot at the protective barrier of the god of the Moxigan River.
The terrifying sun god's light erupted in an instant, shooting out the protective barrier of the god of the Moxi Ganhe out of a fist-sized hole, and then collapsed and disappeared.
Dark Elf Assassination Arrow!
Almost in 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, passing through Pafon's brows silently, and piercing through it. his brain.
"how so!!"
A last thought flashed through Pafon's head, his body trembled slightly, and he fell limply on the ground. The semi-artifact Moganxi River Disk in his hand also fell directly to the ground.
The power of faith lost Pafon as the subject of attachment, and immediately collapsed in all directions.
The khaki-colored river that was firmly trapping Yang Feng also poured backwards, submerged into the semi-magic weapon Moxi Ganhe Plate.
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 changed back to human form, a terrifying sword wound extended from his left neck to the right, almost trying to cut his neck open. A large amount of blood gushed out from the wound, staining his body. It's red, it's extremely miserable. Strange divine power permeated the wound, hindering the healing of the wound.
Yang Feng swallowed more than a dozen bottles of potions in a row, and at the same time, the nano-liquid robot in his body was also running crazily, cleaning up the divine power of the God of Moxi Ganhe, and slowly dispelling the divine power of the God of Moxi Ganhe. .
The divine power of the God of Moxi Ganhe is extremely high, 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 human body, he immediately swayed, and quickly swept towards the plate of the Moxigan River.
A black figure erupted suddenly, turned into a black ray of light, and frantically swept towards the Moxi Ganhe Plate.
That black figure slammed into the protective enchantment of the God of Moxigan River, and the earth-yellow divine power enveloped its body, burning its body crazily. At the same time, bursts of burned black smoke rose from its body.
There were bursts of shrill screams erupting from the black figure, and a burst of blood-colored energy instantly made it escape from the protective barrier of the God of the Moxigan River.
A black arrow descended from the sky and pierced through the owner of that figure, nailing the owner of that figure directly to the ground. Dark power pervaded everywhere, sealing the owner of that figure tightly, making him unable to move.
Yang Feng came to the protective barrier of the God of the Moxi Ganhe, opened his mouth and sprayed, and a cloud of dragon's breath sprayed out from his mouth, blasting on the protective barrier of the God of the Moxi Ganhe.
Without Pafon's leadership, the power in the temple couldn't be condensed into one, and the protective enchantment of the God of Moxigan River was easily burnt with a big hole by Yang Feng's dragon's breath. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit m.