Vol 6 Chapter 265

A crowd of sheepheads looked at Brando standing in the hall as if they had seen a ghost. Even if the master they worshiped was still on the podium, these people couldn't help the deep fear in their hearts. Busted away from Brando.

Brando's chill pervaded him so much that even Delphine, who was closer to him, couldn't bear it, and his pale teeth fought.

Huang Huo looked at her teacher with a little surprise. For the first time, she saw Brando like this. Even during the battle between Fenhotos and Dusk, her teacher did not show such power.

This is the power of the law.

no doubt.

But the power of this rule is not cold or any ice-related bytes, even Fang Qi can't help but look back at the guy who 'grabbed' himself to this place along the way, because of Arkanto's sake so far Still weak, this weakness is even more evident under Brando's open realm. He even has an illusion in his heart. The man in front of him only needs one look to freeze himself into ice, and then turn into fly ash. .

"The basic thermal movements that confine space, matter and elements ... this is the element of space ... time, space and causality ... this is ..."

Arkanto's hoarse voice came from the depths of hell. His eyes were staring at Brando with red eyes, and he snarled with his teeth: "Sage ... Damn sage power, good, you remind me of that Damn Minr, I'll let you taste the anger from hell! "

It screamed. I just raised my paw, but at this time, the space seemed to have a strange dislocation. When the head of the demon king Arkento was deflected, a blood line appeared at the connection between his shoulder and his body.

The bloodline continued to stretch backwards. Bring a ripple in the space, sweeping across the narrow space, where the benches saw rows breaking from it; a clicking sound, the ripple swept across the north wall of the chapel, and immediately appeared above the wall A straight, sloping black line was drawn, which divided the entire temple from top to bottom.

Time seems to be fixed at that moment.

The Devil King's face still kept a look of horror. It screamed, "No!"

In the mist of blood. Everyone, including all sheepheads present, saw Arkanto's right arm suddenly twisted in a posture that shouldn't have appeared, and then fell off his shoulders with blood on his fracture. , Xuan Er, flying and hit a stone pillar not far away.

Everyone opened their mouths wide.

The believers in Arkanto, in particular, seem to have seen the most incredible thing in this life.

But this is just the beginning. Not end.

When Arkanto's right arm hit the pillar, it bounced back to the ground and rolled twice. Suddenly, a thumping sound came from above the hall, as if something was breaking apart, and everyone looked up, listening only to a loud noise, and the hall suddenly staggered along the diagonal line above the north wall. The ground rumbled down on one side, and the temple was lowered by dozens of centimeters in an instant.

After the wall staggered. When exposed to the outside, I saw a crack extending forward in the direction of the subsidence of the hall. The sheepheads gathered outside had already flowed into the river, and a straight straight line seemed to divide Hadrian into two. To separate the port from the center.

The rift stretched into the bay outside the port, and everyone saw a scene on the sea that would be unforgettable for life.

I saw a white line visible to the naked eye in the distance. The white line extends all the way to the deep sea, and it separates left and right, forming a deep valley and two waterfalls parallel to each other on the sea surface.

One sword at a time

Phoenix could not help covering his mouth.

Pan across mountains and rivers, falling stars and moons, capsized oceans and rivers, the end of the power of the world.

In the legendary sage field, it has not appeared on this land for thousands of years. When the ethnic groups of gold and silver disappeared, there is no similar legend in the mortal world.

And today.

The most magnificent chapters described in the poems of the Cang, the saints of mortals, are back.

Fang Qi seemed to have hit the magic, and the petrification was in place. He originally thought that the gap between him and Brando could at least catch up. Even on the battlefield of Fenhotos, Brando used one person to fight the entire army at dusk, and he did not think that one day he would not have that power.

But at this moment, facing the sword of Fenhai, all languages ​​have lost their persuasive power. He knows that this is not the power of the world.

This is the power of God.

Sage, **** of the world.

Brando, one person and one sword, pointed to Arkantu not far away, and his face did not have a half-faced expression. The earrings in Arkento's claws were exactly the earrings of Frofa. As for admitting mistakes.

Although there was no intersection with the other party, the dumb girl, Aloz's companion, still impressed him.

The Demon King is keeping his mouth open and roaring, but he covers his wound with one hand, his eyes and hearts are full of fright, and there is only one thought in his mind:

escape!

When did the mortal become so terrible? At that time, these people were still slaves of the Miner, and there was no fighting power at all. What happened in these thousands of years, Miner? What about Bugatians? What about the silver elves?

And those believers it has seen before, shouldn't those mortals be slaves of the undead? Even those bone shelves are such a weak race, why is this happening?

It did not respond at all, because it had not experienced the age of the battle of the saints, and therefore could not understand what the concept of mortal sages is. In fact, if it awakened five hundred years earlier, that world might be more in line with its cognition.

But at this moment, the time of war has come, and the sages of mortals have returned to this land.

Arkento turned and fled backwards. It is the clone of the demon king. If the body is here, he may still be able to fight Brando, but the strength of the clone is too weak, and when he meets it, he will understand his strength with the other party. gap. However, avatars also have the merits of avatars. At least avatars are good at escaping. As long as they escape from the temple, they can launch the devil's talent teleportation.

Its power has long since faded after thousands of years of seal. This avatar must not be easily buried here.

But Arkento had just taken a step and froze.

"Hour ... time ..."

Everything is flowing backwards in front of it, and the spectacle of the previous scene appears again. It sees that the collapsed hall is actually recovering, and the scattered bricks and stones are flying back to the sky to fill their original fragmented position.

The broken chair was reconnected, and the two steps it had just taken were back to the origin again.

Arkento turned back in horror, only to see a sword cold and swept across its neck.

In the eyes of all the sheep-headed believers in the hall, the head of the demon king flew high, then landed on the ground, rolled a few times, hit a stone pillar, and stopped.

Above that skull, a pair of eyes widened, as if unbelievable.

Then the crowd heard a muffled sound, and saw Argentu kneeling heavily after losing the weight of his head, and then fell to the ground.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

It took a while before I heard an angry roar:

"Damn man, you are dead, I will take revenge!"

But the voice soon subsided and became faint and inaudible.

Brando glanced silently at the cracked altar in the temple before returning to his sword. Ling, who had been standing next to her sister, seemed to have found a chance to speak, and she said a little aloofly, "Mr. Brando, the devil is lying to you, Miss Aroz, she is not dead ..."

"What?" Brando was taken aback, and the momentum accumulated in his body dissipated instantly. He froze and asked: "Wait, Aroz, why is she? Isn't it Frohfa?"

Ling didn't answer again, as if she had exhausted all her energies before saying that sentence.

The little girl next to her seemed to be a little stunned. She looked at the blood on her sister's chest, and then looked at Brando with a look of uncertainty.

At this time, the shepherd of the sheephead on the other side of the temple noticed that no one seemed to pay attention to it, grabbing the cloak in his hand and then sneaked out, and then retreated out of the temple, but he hadn't had time to walk out two In the step, Huang Huo caught a scabbard from behind and tripped to the ground.

"That's my sister's cloak!" The girl finally whispered.

Phoenix nodded to her, but looked at Brando and whispered, "Teacher, you have broken through the field of sages?"

All eyes could not help but focus on Brando.

Brando nodded silently. In fact, when passing through the portal, he seemed to have gained some insight from the laws of space, and he faintly felt that he had touched the last door from the extreme plains to the realm of sages.

When he started working with Arkento just now, because of the anger in his heart, he finally grasped that line of perception and understood the ultimate relationship between space and time and even the cause and effect of all things. Martha's law seemed to get in touch with him in an instant. Let him finally see the scenery that has never been seen in the previous life and this life.

That is the true meaning of this world by the abyss lake, the power of being.

The power of existence really is the bridge to the realm of sages, and any sage law simulated by war slabs cannot do this.

That's why players never reached this height.

…… (To be continued.)