Chapter 678

The burning breath rose, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air between heaven and earth.

The blood colored light column fell from the depths of the distant stars, and a red sun rose slowly from the depths of the spirit world. The two collided at the edge of the spirit world.

Hum, the void is twisted. After a short silence, a violent explosion occurs at the red sun. The power of fire rages, evolves the sea of fire, sweeps through the void and burns everything. In this process, a blood stained short spear pierces the sea of fire and locks the drought King deep in the spirit world.

"Damn it."

The shadow of the spear of war was reflected in the flame in his eyes. The face of the king of drought was ugly and terrible, and his breath became more and more violent.

"It's not over yet."

Gnashing his teeth, the evil spirit riot, a force similar to the earth's turbid Qi but different from nothingness, poured into the body of the king of drought.

"With the blessing of the earth's evil spirit, my flesh is the most powerful shield."

The body expanded to thousands of meters in an instant, and a thick mountain like breath naturally flowed from the king of drought. At this moment, the king of drought seemed to become an unshakable sacred mountain. At the same time, a boundless vast land was quietly outlined at his feet.

Without avoiding, he stretched out his hand, crossed his arms in front of his chest, slightly bent his legs and hooked with the earth. Like a shield, the king of drought took the initiative to meet the spear of war shot from a distance.

The earth moves and the mountains shake. One is sharp, the other is indestructible, and the other is spear and shield. The two collide. The blood color and gray color are intertwined, silently annihilating everything around.

"Kill, kill, kill."

The roar of the spirit reflected into the spiritual world from the distant war god kingdom. The killing intention was boiling, the war intention was boiling, and the blood light was booming. At the next moment, the spear of war pierced the overlapping arms of the king of drought and nailed into his chest.

"How is that possible?"

He lowered his head, lowered his eyes and looked at the spear of war running through his chest. The two clusters of flames in the eyes of the king of drought burned quietly and violently, full of anger and reluctance.

Affected by the power of war, at this moment, the king of drought can clearly feel that his great power is receding like the tide. Even his most powerful God body has been devastated, and he is dying again.

"Ares, you can't kill me. I'll be back again soon."

He looked up and looked at ares sitting in the kingdom of God, and the king of drought roared.

"I'll wait."

His cold face was calm. Facing the eyes of the king of drought, Ares spoke.

At this moment, the God body of the king of drought appeared like broken porcelain, and in the next moment, the bloody brilliance bloomed in the body of the king of drought, reflected the outside world through the cracks, and became brighter and brighter.

When the blood light dimmed again, the king of drought had completely disappeared and left nothing. He turned into nothingness under the power of war.

Seeing such a scene in the kingdom of war, Ares withdrew his eyes.

"Maybe it's time to open the temples again."

The bloody stars disappeared, and everything was calm again. Only the twisted space told of the fierce fight before. However, the spirit world has a strong ability to repair itself. Soon, all traces will disappear and all wounds will be erased.

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Sobbing, the vast horn echoed in the depths of the starry sky. At this moment, many stars in the depths of the starry sky radiated dazzling brilliance where the material world could not observe.

The kingdom of nature, the forest of Golden Oak, sat on the throne and operated his divine power. When he heard the horn penetrating the kingdom of God, sigger's face showed a look of surprise.

"War horn, war master ares wants to call the gods to participate in the meeting?"

"Is it related to the battle that took place in the spirit world before?"

His mind turned and sigger had some speculation. Ares did not cover up the previous battle, so many gods felt it. Now, shortly after the battle, Ares sounded the war horn, which is likely to be related.

"This is not a bad thing for me. I just take this opportunity to learn about the gods in the starry sky."

With a decision in mind and responding to the call, one of sigger's avatars came out of the kingdom of God.

In the depths of the endless starry sky, the outermost layer of the liberal world, there is a magnificent pure white temple standing here, where the divine brilliance is intertwined, and the marks of history are embellished here. He is the same forever.

Following the guidance and crossing the barrier, sigger appeared in front of the temples.

"Beyond time and space, the real unknown place. If there is no guidance, I'm afraid I can't find this temple all over the starry sky."

The green eyes reflect the shadow of the outstanding temple. There are waves in sigger's heart. The temples are jointly built by many gods with the broken primitive God domain of the ancient Sun God as the core, and their essence is very high.

Stop a little, feel the eternal breath of the temples, and Sigel stepped into it.

There are bright stars in the temples. Many stars radiate brilliance and interweave with each other to outline a grand scene, just like a magnificent star Xuan.

The body was hidden. At the moment of entering the temples, sigger was pulled and directly appeared in a star.

Looking around, sigger found that although there are many stars in the temples, most of the brilliance is relatively dim, and only dozens of stars are extremely brilliant, emitting stars of different nature, highlighting their own existence.

Among these stars, there is a reflection of a tall god seat, some hanging in the air, and some have a figure sitting on it.

The spiritual sense was touched. In a short moment, sigger had sensed that more than a dozen eyes crossed his body, mostly out of curiosity.

Sigger didn't care much about this. After all, compared with other true gods, he is a real newcomer in the temples.

Buzzing, starlight shining. With the passage of time, more and more figures appear on the throne. When the blood and blue light rise in the temples at the same time, the gods cast their eyes on the two huge stars that are obviously higher than the other stars in the center of xingxuan.

At this moment, two figures appeared on the God seat in the stars at the same time. One person was wrapped by the breath of iron and blood. It was Ares, the master of war. One person had a myriad atmosphere, and the wind, rain and lightning were manifest. It was Uranus, the Lord of the sky. They were the only two eighth order Lord gods in the temples.

"This time I will preside over the Council of the gods. Now I declare the meeting open."

The blood colored eyes swept around, looked at the thirty-three God seats, including himself, which were full of figures, sounded the brass bells around him, and Ares officially opened the meeting.

"The first item of the meeting is to add another throne in the temples. Sigger, the guardian of nature and the father of oak, recently held high the kingdom of God and became a member of the gods in the starry sky. Here, I welcome you on behalf of the members of the temples."

His eyes fell on sigger's figure and Ares spoke.

Hearing this, the other gods also cast friendly eyes on siguel.

"I am honored to be a member of the temples."

Feeling the gaze of the gods, sigger still kept a gentle smile on his face, and expressed his kindness.

Hearing the speech, Ares nodded and took back his eyes.

"The second item of the meeting is about the treatment plan of the king of natural disasters."

Crisp and neat, without too many greetings, Ares directly opened the second item of the meeting. When he said this, there was a little dignified in his voice.

Hearing this, the other true gods also had subtle changes. Obviously, they had some understanding of the existence of the king of natural disasters. For a time, the atmosphere in the temples quietly became dignified.