Chapter 74

The High Priest's cold reprimand attracted the old man's attention. He turned his head and saw a peerless beauty descending from the sky between the sea and the sky.

Platinum-like hair danced in the wind, and an all-in-one gown was pressed against her body, outlining her full and exquisite figure.

Her features were flawless, and her temperament was charming and seductive, as if the charm of all the women in the world was concentrated in her. After seeing such beauty, there were no more beauties in the world.

Secteya said loudly, "The Light God wants to destroy the lineage of the Goddess of Beauty. I am the god most like my mother, possessing the same beauty and power as her. High Priest, I am your target."

"He is my lover and has nothing to do with Paphos." As she spoke, she released her charm to the fullest. Although she couldn't seduce the High Priest, she could anger him, and the angrier he was, the better.

Because this battle of gods was caused by the desire of the Goddess of Beauty.

Sure enough, the High Priest immediately pointed his arrow at Secteya and released the bowstring without hesitation.

The golden arrow turned into a golden streamer, but faster than the streamer was starlight. Zhang Yuanqing teleported in front of Secteya and raised a purple-gold round shield.

Absolute defense, activating purple light to construct a tall shield wall, erecting a purple-gold shield in front of the two. Absolute defense is Zhang Yuanqing's strongest defense at the moment. He had fully charged the shield's energy before entering the dungeon.

Then, he took out the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and activated the shield form. The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon originally happened to trigger the lazy mode, ignoring its master's fate, and wanted to nestle aside and sleep.

But sensing the enemy's power and the power contained in the arrow, it was stunned and, with lightning speed, wrapped around its master's arm and activated its defensive state.

Then, Zhang Yuanqing created an electromagnetic barrier with extremely strong defensive power in his chest.

"Boom!"

The golden arrow hit the purple-gold shield wall, and the shield wall, known as absolute defense, shattered. It was not "melted" by the golden light, but exploded.

It could withstand any form of attack, including energy, so the power of the Sun God was useless in suppressing the shield wall. But the golden arrow contained not only the power of the Sun God, but also the pure power of a peak Master.

A Master can suppress rules below Level 9.

The golden dragon phantom wrapped around his body also disintegrated, followed by the electromagnetic barrier in his chest. The golden arrow broke through in one go.

After three layers of defense, it successfully pierced Zhang Yuanqing's chest. Having learned from Erie Yang's mistake, Secteya did not stand behind her lover and dodged early.

The golden streamer fell into the sea, and a muffled thunder sound of "rumble" came.

Golden flames spewed out of Zhang Yuanqing's seven orifices again, but this time the intensity of the flames was weaker than before. After being consumed by the three layers of defense, the power and sun god power contained in the golden arrow had been greatly consumed.

The High Priest raised his white eyebrows slightly. This young man, who seemed to be a follower of the God King, was still fine even after being shot by an arrow.

It should be known that the power of light is the most overbearing power in the world, and even lightning must retreat three points. It was probably some kind of artifact bestowed upon him by the God King before he left, giving him the characteristic of not being able to die. This was within his expectations. After all, the God King was the lover of the Goddess of Beauty, and the Goddess of Beauty gave birth to Erie Jia for the God King.

It was normal for him to leave behind a contingency plan before he left to ensure the safety of Paphos.

"The God of Light has chased after Aphrodite and will not let go of any enemy. Aphrodite is doomed to die. Your resistance is futile." The High Priest spoke slowly and drew a third arrow, aiming at Zhang Yuanqing.

Basement.

The Ninth Elder, who was guarding the Primordial God, suddenly felt a tremor in her heart and a strong sense of crisis. She instinctively floated towards the stairs, away from the golden-shelled giant clam.

At the same time, she used Dream Jump to glimpse one dream after another.

She didn't rush into the dream but glanced at the Primordial God, who was exuding a terrifying aura.

She saw large amounts of mucus flowing out of the seams of the giant clam's shell, hanging down wetly and dripping on the ground, like a woman's amniotic fluid during childbirth.

The giant clam's seam widened, and a pale hand stretched out from the gap, slowly lifting the upper half of the shell.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

Suddenly, the sound of drums came from the thick fog, causing the Evil Eye Heavenly King's qi and blood to surge, his inner spiritual power to riot out of control, and the bewitching eyes on the surface of his skin to close in "fear."

"Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong,"

More and more drum sounds rang out, shaking five hundred miles with each beat, and three thousand eight hundred miles with three beats.

The Evil Eye Heavenly King felt severe pain in his heart, his eyes went black, and he almost died on the spot, not to mention the mutated alien beasts and the mist masters.

"Not good, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady has forged the Kui Niu Drum for the Yellow Emperor. The Wind and Thunder Demigod is blowing away the thick fog... The Battle of Zhuolu is coming to an end. I, I must go to the main battlefield immediately." The Evil Eye Heavenly King gritted his teeth and staggered towards the depths of the thick fog.

The air smelled of burning, and the depths of the thick fog were filled with the sounds of fighting, explosions, and beast roars.

Several heavily injured mutated alien beasts around him were gnawing on corpses, tearing flesh and pulling intestines to fill their hunger and replenish their strength.

These flesh and blood, rich in spiritual power, could help them speed up the healing of their wounds.

The Evil Eye Heavenly King slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, bent down and grabbed a handful of soil. The wet mud oozed dark red blood.

"Man" is dead. Just an hour ago, they were attacked by a Level 9 Spring God. The ten or so mist masters and dozens of mutated alien beasts that had just gathered were torn apart by the beasts led by the Beast King in the first moment.

He and Man fought the Spring God for two whole hours before killing this existence whose vitality was so exuberant that it was despairing.

The Evil Eye had been fighting in the thick fog for four days and four nights. He had encountered a lineup of more than five Masters joining forces, experienced a scene of hundreds of Saints besieging him. He had mistakenly entered the domain of a rule-based item but killed his way through. Three heads and eight arms fought in all directions. When injured, he devoured the enemy's essence and blood to recover. When hungry, he grabbed the ingredients around him and drank their blood. When tired, he continued to kill until his body's potential exploded, eliminating fatigue and reinvigorating him.

He was able to survive purely because of the special nature of the "Bewitching Evil Eye" and the abundant reserves of Life Source Liquid and a wide variety of items. Man didn't have these high-quality items and resources, so he died.

In three days, the Evil Eye Heavenly King's experience points didn't increase, but he felt that he had become much stronger than before.

This was position and power.

The fire was like fog, vast and heavy, covering the boundless wilderness of Zhuolu.

The Evil Eye Heavenly King, tattered and covered in blood, stood proudly on the land strewn with corpses. His breath was filled with the stench of corpses and vegetation.

The power tempered in the sea of fire was not only his but also many Level 6 peak mist masters who had survived the high-intensity war and forcibly broke into the Master level. This was the Master stage of the Bewitching Demon Lord.

Endless war would give birth to powerful ancient war gods.

But the price was too high. The hundred or so mist masters he brought at the beginning were almost all killed on the first day. Later, he and Man continued to gather those lost in the thick fog.

The scale of the mist masters continued to grow and shrink. Only after thousands of mist masters died could an ancient war god be born.

Of course, more strongmen of the Yanhuang camp died, falling like weeds, in patches.

This battle that took place in ancient times was to wipe out all the cultivators on the entire continent.

The strongmen of the two major camps crossed high mountains and icy rivers and were finally buried in this wilderness of Zhuolu.

"If I clear this dungeon, I can reach Level 9 and barely make it... But that's not enough. If I want to help Yuanshi compete for the throne of Sun Lord, I must have a trump card."

"A trump card that allows me to fight a peak Master to the death, or even a Demigod..." The Evil Eye Heavenly King looked towards the depths of the thick fog. In the past four days and four nights, he had roamed the thick fog, killing anyone he saw, beheading any beast he saw, and running away when he encountered a Level 9 Master!

He hadn't dared to enter the depths of the thick fog. It was constantly emitting a bewitching aura. Whether human or beast, they would lose their minds and become indiscriminate, attacking without distinguishing between friend and foe.

It was constantly filled with the power of qi and blood, and every once in a while, it would harvest the nearby area on a large scale.

There, there really was the essence and blood of living beings, the highest aura of the Bewitching Demon. It was the battlefield of the Demon God Chi You and the Yanhuang.

"I must go deep into that battlefield and gain the recognition of the Demon God Chi You." The Evil Eye Heavenly King grinned. Reason told him to go to hell. Going there would be suicide.

Whether it was Chi You or Yanhuang, they were both outstanding strongmen among the Demigods, beating the official trash of the first district in reality.

The aftershocks of such existences' battles could kill him.

But if he didn't take the risk, how could he help Yuanshi compete for the position of Sun Lord?

If Yuanshi couldn't become the Sun Lord, how could all humans be subjected to moral values?

While his thoughts were racing, a thunderclap suddenly came from the sky, causing the Evil Eye Heavenly King's qi and blood to surge, and his vision went black. Immediately afterward, a gust of wind swept up the thick fog into the sky.

What kind of wind could sweep the thick fog of the Demon God Chi You into the sky? The Evil Eye Heavenly King's heart trembled, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes. It was just a gust of wind. The Rain Master could also manipulate gusts of wind, but the thunder just now obviously came from the hand of a Thunder Mage.

In other words, the person who made the move was a Wind and Thunder profession Demigod!

Why did the Wind and Thunder Demigod of the first district appear in the Battle of Zhuolu in ancient times?

The Evil Eye Heavenly King looked at the mutated alien beasts beside him, who were crouching on the ground and trembling. The doubts in his heart were finally confirmed.

In ancient times, the Demigod-level strongmen of the three major districts had mutual exchanges.

After the apocalypse, the spiritual power of heaven and earth began to decline, and there were gradually no more immortals and no more Demigods in the three major districts.

Through the cracks opened by the golden clam, the Ninth Elder saw a pair of pure black eyes like an infant's, but the eyes were not sparkling with innocence.

Those eyes were filled with more indifference.

Penetrating the darkness, they scrutinized her, a spirit servant without a corpse.

In that instant, the Ninth Elder's "heart" seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, and she exploded with fear. She dared not stay any longer, jumped into a dream, and fled the basement.

"Crash!" The main building collapsed immediately, and black boulders collapsed like rain.

But in the next moment, they shattered in all directions. A figure rushed out from the ground, knocked open the collapsing building, and soared straight up.

The aura of a high position descended overwhelmingly, causing Zhang Yuanqing, the High Priest, and the Son of God in the distance to turn their heads.

Secteya said with joy, "The child of the Primordial God is born..."

Her voice suddenly caught in her throat. Her pupils shrank slightly, and a figure suddenly appeared beside her, pressed against her cheek, twitching her nose.

Sniffing her aura. This was a girl of about twelve years old, whose body was in the early stages of development. Her buttocks were not yet raised, her breasts were not yet dry, and she was slender and fair-skinned. The naked her had beautiful golden hair, and her infant-like pure black eyes were filled with indifference, the indifference of a beast.

She sniffed Secteya's aura, seemed to confirm the other party's identity, and stretched out her tongue slightly affectionately, licking Secteya's face.

Secteya pointed to the High Priest and said quickly, "He is the enemy, kill him!"

The girl immediately looked at the High Priest, who immediately turned his "arrow" and shot a golden arrow at the girl.

A golden stream flashed, piercing the girl's snow-white chest. The next moment, golden blood gushed out of the girl's seven orifices, like a golden torch.

Huh?

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned as he watched the girl engulfed in golden flames.

Her combat awareness was so poor?

No experience in responding? How was she going to fight a peak Master!

Just as he thought this, he saw the golden flames extinguished. The girl's charred body stood upright in mid-air, and her flesh and blood quickly grew and healed, restoring her to her original state, but her aura had obviously declined.

The girl's pure black eyes stared at the High Priest, and she also made a gesture of drawing a bow. Electric arcs "zizzed" and condensed into a large bow and arrow.

The girl released her index finger, and plasma shot out. The lightning-turned arrow pierced the High Priest's chest, and bright blue electric light gushed out of the High Priest's seven orifices.