Chapter 472: Demigod Falls, Bishop's Projection Appears!

No matter what.

Jiang Zhi had already moved, stretched out his hand and pressed the twisted ball of light that had already fallen from the sky.

The power contained in this twisted ball of light broke free from the old black and white and rushed towards Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi stood at attention instantly.

It was not because of anything else, but because this power was too strong. He was integrating it, and at the same time, he was like a super Saiyan with explosive energy at this moment, with a large amount of spiritual energy constantly bursting around his body.

He couldn't move now, because this process took a little time. At the same time, Jiang Zhi could also see many ancient pictures, which were fragments that the owner of the remaining power had encountered.

At the same time, he was naturally protected by the power, and the surrounding explosions drove away all the monsters that wanted to attack him.

Jiang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

Fortunately, there was a protection mechanism.

Moreover, Jiang Zhi also felt that the power inside was extremely huge, and it was not something that Sequence Six could bear at all. The current integration was more obvious because of this twisted ball of light.

It is like a mecha, and I am just the one who tries my best to control it.

When a large number of adventurers are fighting for the ownerless "mecha" that has fallen.

The Pantheon and the Abyss are also ready to go, because the scattered power now is not important, the next one is the most important.

"Boom boom boom!"

It was as if the earth was shaking and there was a thunderstorm running through everything. Everyone felt a chill. After the remnant power of the ancient souls in the ancient battlefield was stubbornly revived, everyone realized another point at this moment.

The remnant power in the ancient battlefield is not just the Pantheon.

"Here it comes."

Old Huang narrowed his eyes and stared at the projection of the ancient battlefield.

"Those terrifying guys are coming."

Unlike those ownerless twisted light balls just now, the next power is not only more powerful, but also carries the will of the person himself.

In other words, the mecha itself has consciousness, but it also needs a carrier.

It looked back at the Pantheon, and the priests, bell ringers, and a large number of destiny people were also ready.

They have all communicated with various wills, and the pulling power will accurately fall on everyone on the list.

Old Huang looked at the dark abyss palaces in the distance.

Same.

A large number of venerables and selected believers are also ready to welcome the projection from the abyss.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sky and the earth changed color at this moment, no longer flashing with various light groups of different colors as before

The holy light burned with a scorching and terrifying light, tearing a hole from the ancient battlefield with a pure white posture, and began to fall down like countless small suns!

The same is true on the abyss side.

It's just blood, black, and dark gray. Just a glance seems to be trapped in the abyss, unable to extricate oneself, and it is also suppressing the number of the pantheon, and is erupting.

It's like the end of the world.

"Is this the advent of the abyss?"

Countless people looked up at this scene, their scalps numb.

And among the venerables, they also watched all this silently, and they were naturally prepared.

Some people will carry the power of ordinary demons, and some venerables will go a step further and accept the great demon. These are Sequence 2 and Sequence 1, and they already have extraordinary power.

At present, the highest is only the power of demigods, and there are not many.

"The projections of the bishop and the priest are coming down." The priest of the abyss raised his head silently: "You five venerables, be ready."

"Of course, always be ready."

The five venerables in front of them had a sneer on their faces. They were also extremely outstanding among the venerables. They stood in this position after many selections.

They also raised their heads and looked at the sky. There were five groups of light balls that were completely different from the surroundings.

There was not only a more terrifying aura and a richer color inside, but a glance inside was like a voice whispering in the ear.

This already shows that there is a soul carrying a will contained in it, which cannot be looked at directly or touched.

"Here we come!"

The five venerables looked extremely enthusiastic and bloodthirsty. They could obtain the power of the bishop's projection and were already in the forefront. After all, these bishops were all demigods, and some of them were gods. However, in the old days, many beings would be buried deeper according to the degree of traces.

So those who appeared now were not top-level strength. Generally speaking, they were all sequence one and demigod characters. After all, strength and traces were proportional most of the time.

The five thick black light balls in front of them could also be judged by their size, depth and breath to determine their strength.

All of them were demigods.

With a "boom", four powers fell accurately on the venerables' bodies.

All four knelt on one knee to welcome the bishop's arrival. After all, each ball carried the bishop's will.

"Finally."

"Finally left that place."

"This world is still filled with bad air and uncomfortable peace."

"Something is missing."

"There is less blood and screams."

Each bishop is the most loyal subordinate of the God of the Abyss. They are the embodiment of God's power and the ultimate evil that follows everything.

In addition to the many bishops of the four gods of the abyss, there are other great demons who also have their own bishops, but they are all unified as part of the bishops of the abyss.

However.

When everyone was surrounded by black air.

At this moment, the fifth venerable raised his head from kneeling on one knee.

His fanatical expression froze slightly:

"My Lord Bishop?"

"Where are the people?"

It suddenly looked into the distance.

The black light ball did not fall into its body.

Before the World Tree bloomed, although there were restrictions, divinity, abyss totems, etc. could establish connections with the ancient battlefield projection and communicate with the gate world. With early preparation, the will in the projection light ball would naturally give priority to them. This was a carrier prepared in advance, allowing their power to be lodged and revived.

However.

Now it seems that the bishop who should have fallen into his body has another idea.

"My Lord Bishop, have you abandoned me?" It murmured.

At this moment.

This black light ball, with a mighty momentum, continued to fall from the abyss palace group.

Some people noticed this terrifying light ball, but they could not take any action at all.

Because the bishop's light group is only a corner of the abyss power that is falling from the sky, a large number of roaring monsters are receiving the black light group, and waves of demon projections are also being generated. The hundreds of huge abyss complexes that appeared outside the starry sky before are also suddenly hitting the new continent at this moment. The violent vibration and shock wave swept everything with a terrifying momentum.

There are also a large number of people with shining armor and receiving holy light roaring on the side of the Pantheon.

The bell ringer stepped on the clouds and rang the bell.

"Everyone, you are the seeds of hope and should be rejuvenated in the future. Old friends, please lend them a hand and kill!!"

The first half of the sentence is said to the people who are receiving the power on the spot, and the second half is for the part of the will that is carried over.

Those are the existences that the Pantheon has fought side by side with.

"The bell ringer is a bit old-fashioned, but he really has several sets of pre-war mobilization." Old Huang looked at the roars of many people with destiny, and his fighting spirit was awe-inspiring.

Including his own 300 Buxianren members, their eyes also burst into light.

Each of them looked excited.

Lao Huang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Still not quite sober."

He whispered to himself: "Obviously personal interests are the most important, why do we have to wade into this muddy water, shouting mission and future."

Lao Huang never thought that he would fight side by side with the Temple of the Gods, nor did he think that he would lead everyone to fight against the abyss.

After all, he was tricked.

"Priest." Bai Yilin and others looked at Lao Huang at this moment: "Everyone in the Buxianren Sect is ready."

How to say it.

Lao Huang felt that he was probably a little old and had lived too long. At this moment, he actually felt a little bit of nostalgia for returning to his roots.

Looking at the determined and hopeful eyes of these little guys, he suddenly felt that the position of Buxianren Priest seemed really interesting.

Of course, the only problem was that Su Buxian still didn't know where he was.

He should have spoken before the war, but now he, the priest, could only speak.

He said little, and waved his hand gently:

"Bu Xianren!"

"For the future! Fight!"

With a bang, everyone also completely carried the power from the ancient battlefield at this moment, and the breath bursting out of everyone's body was completely different!

"Kill!"

Old Huang looked at the torrents of both sides. The dense crowd had already set out, and the tide of holy light and the black vortex were violently colliding with each other.

"This time." The voice of the bell ringer at this moment sounded in Old Huang's ears: "It seems that you have found your belonging."

"Belonging? I was tricked into the pirate ship. When the captain was thrown to the ground, I might give him two knives and run away directly." Old Huang said calmly.

"Really." The bell ringer did not comment. He could see that this guy had changed. It might be because he trained so many people himself, or because he had been hiding and wandering for too long, and of course it might be because of Su Bu Xian.

No matter what,

The greetings now were only the last few minutes of their time to relax. The main battlefield had already started, and the power of the demigods was falling one after another. It was self-evident that a truly terrifying existence would appear next.

And.

The chaotic fighting below was still going on. Although the ancient battlefield power of the Pantheon and the Abyss camps were constantly descending, it did not affect the many ownerless light balls that were falling, and as time went on, the falling light balls also had many powerful auras.

Countless people were fighting for it.

At this moment, Jiang Zhi had already controlled the "Mecha" he had obtained. He could use some power that did not belong to him, and even some remaining abilities with a limited number of times.

Although he was not very skilled, it was obvious that the surrounding monster tide could no longer pose any threat to him.

"Kill!"

Jiang Zhi naturally burst out with amazing fighting power and began to retreat to support Annan.

To be honest.

The situation did not get better, but was getting worse and worse. After all, the power of the Abyss had already recovered on a large scale, and various amazing explosions shook the hearts of countless people.

Jiang Zhi suddenly trembled. He saw a large mass of extremely black, thick and twisted things rumbling down.

His pupils shrank slightly.

The next moment.

The sheltered jurisdictions where they were located actually smashed the shelters under this force!

The entire jurisdiction collapsed! !

Then continue

A large number of people looked at the falling object in horror, and in a crazy, unscrupulous and frightening manner, they directly got into the body of an adventurer.

It was forceful and impossible to resist, and unlike other gentle integrations, this was so rough that it would completely break this person's body.

And just thought so.

This person suddenly exploded in pain and turned into a pool of blood mist.

The twisted black mist seemed dissatisfied.

"Too weak, too weak."

It immediately pounced on the others, but there was another series of blood mist.

When the others saw this scene, their faces showed horror.

"Run!!"

This terrifying force in the abyss actually chose people like them, and this force was unable to resist at all. Countless people became fearful, making this black mist even more exciting.

"Isn't this the power you want? I, Bishop Hopeless, give it to you. Aren't you ants honored?"

Its power is so violent that ordinary adventurers who are infected cannot bear it. Coupled with its strange and dangerous will, everyone is fleeing in fear.

Jiang Zhi's scalp was numb. Did it just say the words "Bishop of the Abyss"? ?

Oh shit.

How could such a being appear here! !

Without any hesitation, he rushed directly towards Annan's position.

And the hopeless bishop's black mist seemed to see him. Jiang Zhi didn't know why, but he clearly felt surprise and hatred flashing through his eyes.

"I found it, I found it"

"Be careful!!" Annan also noticed and roared.

Jiang Zhi's eyes widened and he had no time to react, because the black mist was incredibly fast and came in an instant, rushing directly towards him!

He didn't understand why the terrifying Abyss Bishop on the other side suddenly targeted him.

But the next moment.

His eyes widened.

He was suddenly knocked in by this force, and violent aura exploded in every inch of his body.

Jiang Zhi's consciousness was knocked over by that will, and control of his body was taken away.

Is this the terrifying power of the abyss? Why did it find me? !

I'm extremely unlucky.

"..su no." The other person seemed to be very excited and was saying something, but it seemed that he hadn't adapted to his body yet and couldn't understand what he was saying.

After a final pause, the spiritual energy turned into a voice and made a hoarse original sound.

"Mortal, raise your head and answer me, what is your organization?"

Jiang Zhi: "Brother, I have no discipline or organization."

Bishop Hopeless: "?"

Its smile became colder.

With this familiar style, it seemed that he had found the right target.