Chapter 213 Desert War God and Liu Henhe's Dust Slash!

At this time, the "village chief" had already sensed several fighting forces hidden in the crowd, and knowing that the lure plan had failed, he directly tore his face off.

"I underestimated you, the remnants of the old times, and you still have so much power hidden."

"But it's a pity."

"You must all die here today!"

The village chief's old face suddenly glowed, his hair turned from white to black, and his body gradually became taller and his muscles swelled.

He looked like a strong man.

The gods of the pilgrimage team discovered that the aborigines who were only considered to be of decent strength but could not stop their tens of thousands of teams actually had very terrifying strength!

"Corey..."

The leading god servant was shocked when he saw the village chief who had become a strong man.

"Do you know him?"

Xu Lang asked.

The old man sighed: "He is a god servant under the new god, who is mainly responsible for killing and was given the title of Desert War God by the God of the Desert. I didn't expect him to appear here."

"Desert War God?"

Xu Lang was stunned.

He knew why the system rarely reminded them to work hard, because with the power of this group of old gods, they couldn't even get through the safe haven, let alone enter the holy land?

And he thought that all of Zheng Yu's guesses were correct, with only one problem.

That is, this group of old god believers were not fanatical believers at all, but they had no other way to go except to go to the holy land and sacrifice their lives for the old gods.

There can only be one god, so there can only be one belief.

In the world where gods exist.

There is no room for those who have the power of the old gods.

It is better to die in the holy land than to be slowly exterminated.

They are not determined to go to the holy land.

But they have only this one way.

Xu Lang said: "Don't worry about what kind of war god he is. We must pass the safe haven safely today."

"But we must never fight in the safe haven."

After being reminded by Zheng Yu, Xu Lang saw Cory hiding his breath and changing his appearance to lure the pilgrims' servants into the village.

He immediately guessed why Zheng Yu asked him to stop the fight.

Obviously, Corey didn't want to fight with tens of thousands of pilgrim refugees. There must be a trap in the safe haven.

The old man also understood Xu Lang's meaning. He signaled other gods to obey Xu Lang's words and retreat.

As for the pilgrim team... Because long before arriving at the safe haven, he had already ordered the gods in the tribe to let the team stay outside the safe haven temporarily.

At the same time.

The desert war god Corey had already rushed in front of Xu Lang.

The first person he wanted to kill was Xu Lang, who had ruined his plan and insulted him.

"Heh, do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?"

Xu Lang was not panicked at all.

The staff tapped the ground lightly.

Crack!

An ice wall instantly blocked Corey.

Bang!

Corey smashed the ice wall with brute force and approached Xu Lang at a very fast speed.

A look of success flashed in Corey's eyes. He knew these gods of the old gods very well, a group of weak bones who liked to pray.

As long as they were close to him, he would ravage them at will.

He even thought about how to avoid the brains that were smashed and splashed out.

But when Corey swung the giant sword in his hand without leaving any room for maneuver.

He was amazed to see this "weak" god servant trying to use the staff in his hand to block his giant sword.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot..."

Corey was disdainful and even a little angry.

You dare to use a wooden stick to block my sword? Do you really not take me, the God of Desert War, seriously?

Bang!

The giant sword fell.

There was no blood splattering and head separation as Corey imagined. Instead, he smashed into a layer of air wall as hard as steel, making a harsh iron collision sound.

And the wooden stick stabbed directly at Corey.

Crack!

When the staff touched Corey's chest, it made a sound of electric arc.

Then, a lightning bolt struck down from the sky.

"Attract thunder!"

Xu Lang shouted.

The lightning struck, and Corey was briefly controlled in place. During this short period of time, Xu Lang tore off his shirt, revealing muscles as hard as iron.

"Heh, do you think I'm a mage?"

"Close combat?"

"What I'm least afraid of is brainless warriors like you."

As a combat mage, Xu Lang has the smooth casting ability of a mage and the strong physique of a warrior.

The combination of the two has made Xu Lang never timid in battle,

even when facing Corey who is much stronger than him.

This is why he can be the leader of this exile road.

As an S-level talented professional, he has high talent, but he is completely inferior to those top SS-level talented professionals.

It is because of his actual combat ability that he has come to this day.

"Dragon and Lion!"

Xu Lang waved his staff, and the tip of the staff flashed a looming dragon head lion, chiseling on Corey's body.

And every time he hits, it will attract lightning again to paralyze Corey.

This is Xu Lang's own fighting style.

Not only does he have a mage buff skill that increases the supply speed, but he also has a battle mage-exclusive skill, Dragon and Lion Staff Dance, which explodes spell damage when attacking.

He also has Thunderfall to keep it under control.

But after swinging the stick a few times, the damage that Xu Lang was very satisfied with had little effect on Corey.

Moreover, as the lightning paralysis lasted, Corey gradually gained control of his body and began to adapt to and become immune to the lightning's paralysis control.

"Draw the ground as a prison!"

"One paragraph of Dust Thought Slash!"

"Holy blessing!"

"Bear is angry!"

At this time, skills of various professions came from everywhere.

The monk's drawing was a prison, once again controlling Corey.

The priest started to encourage people.

The druid's giant bear stood between Corey and Xu Lang.

Liu Henhe also rushed into the battle with his SS-level talent and skills, wielding a silver giant sword.

laugh--

Liu Henhe's high attack actually tore through Corey's defense and cut a scar on Corey's throat.

Blood spurts out.

But the next moment, the wound healed instantly.

"roll!"

Corey roared.

As the most skilled servant of the Desert God, his talent finally showed his full strength.

sand--

Corey's body expanded, and the dust around him began to rotate around him. Everyone was swept away by the dust, and their blood volume began to drop crazily.

Liu Henhe started again.

"Second Stage: Return and Slash!"

The blade that had been slashed at Corey's throat appeared out of nowhere and cut Corey's throat again.

Although it briefly interrupted Corey's offensive pace.

But Liu Henhe also discovered that the throat that was cut for the second time had recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This recovery ability is a bit too buggy!"

Just when Liu Henhe was about to retreat.

"Ling——"

A butterfly chirps.

Countless colorful butterflies flew into the battlefield...