At this time, Nalant did not take out the body of the huge demon, but directly waved the sword.
"The Eighth Cut of Glory!" Nalant raised his sword and struck out without hesitation.
With a buzzing sound, the sword light shot straight towards the front.
Boom!
The next moment, the sword light and the knife light collided together, and immediately made a terrifying roar.
Click!
However, just when Nalant thought that this might be able to directly offset the immortal clone's sword light, his sword light shattered, and the immortal clone's sword light still struck him with some power.
Come down.
With a rumble, Nalant's figure was directly blasted more than ten meters away.
"Ahem, what the hell is this? The power is so weak that it can't be offset. The power of rules contained in it is so terrifying!"
Narant complained and secretly cursed himself for being stupid.
The divine power of the Immortal God seems to be similar to that of weak beings like them, but in fact, the power of rules contained in it has been extremely condensed, which means that there is actually a qualitative difference in the divine power between them.
Therefore, the power of Nalant's glorious eighth slash is almost the same as that of the sword.
However, upon the collision, his sword light was shattered, but the sword light still had some remaining power, which allowed Nalant to suffer a blow that was equivalent to the eighth strike of his glory.
Fortunately, Nalant blocked the sword in front of him at the last moment, and at the same time gathered his divine power to resist, so he did not suffer serious damage this time.
Of course, he suffered some injuries, and at this moment, the sword light of the immortal clone was also exhausted.
"Will you come again?"
At this moment, Nalant had no time to feel grateful for his survival. Instead, he looked nervously in the direction of the immortal clone.
Although he found a way to counteract the sword's glow, this method is not unlimited after all.
And who knows if the immortal clone will have a stronger attack next, so it is still a little early to say that he has escaped.
Not far away, the immortal clone also felt the disappearance of the sword light. At the same time, the ant he was targeting was still alive.
"Huh? Still alive?" The undead clone murmured in an extremely weird voice, and even the terrifying face showed a slight look of doubt.
However, at this moment, the aura of his body began to weaken, and the black hole above his head also appeared again.
If Nalant stood in front of him, he could immediately tell that the power of this immortal clone had been exhausted and it needed to leave.
However, before leaving, the immortal clone suddenly said: "Ant, I hope you can live well, I will find you!"
The immortal clone's words seemed to have a normal volume, but the strange thing was that the sound spread to all areas without weakening.
"Ant, I hope you can live well, I will find you..."
"Ant, I hope you can live well..."
"Ah? What kind of figure is this and why is it so scary!"
"Yeah, what the hell is this? Just hearing this sound makes me feel like I want to kneel down!"
More than twenty miles away, the God of Hunting and other gods soon heard the words of the immortal clone, and all of them turned pale with fright, and their gods almost became unstable.
Because that sound can actually affect their consciousness.
"President Nalant must be still alive. Did you hear clearly? This damn guy said he would come back. What does this mean? It means that he failed to kill President Nalant. Now he is just
Just harsh words!" The Tide God suddenly reacted.
"Hey, it seems like it's true. In the past, when we fought with others, whoever lost the battle would always say something like this when we left!" The Tide God's prompt was immediately echoed by other gods.
"This is great. If President Nalant is still alive, he can continue to lead our Alliance of Gods to kill these dark demons!"
"Let's go, don't stand still, follow me immediately to find Nalant!" The God of Hunting also had a look of surprise on his face, and without saying a word, he urged everyone to return to the previous battlefield.
"Ah, you still want to go back?" The glacier god was stunned when he heard this.
"Of course I'm going back. That terrifying existence has left. We need to find President Nalant immediately. If he is injured, we must not let him be found by other dark demons or giant demons!" During the hunt!
Shen replied angrily, and then took the lead to rush out.
The other gods also know that this is indeed the case. Nalant is the only hope of their world of gods and must not be harmed by other dark demons and giant demons.
Chapter completed!