The four old men looked at each other with boredom after saying more than half a sentence.
When they started fighting, their combat effectiveness increased by half.
Qing Ling found that she almost didn't have to fight, because the three White God masters were focused on Black Tiger to beat her up. Whether she fought or not didn't seem to attract the attention of the three enemies.
Gee, the involution among people of the same age is really powerful, even the old man is not exempt from it.
Yes, from Qingling's perspective, these four are all old guys, and all have weird tempers.
Bang.
Dark circles suddenly appeared on Heihu's originally dark eyes, which were caused by being beaten.
"Qingling, why don't you help me?"
He was so jealous that he beat three people one at a time, which was difficult even for his own abilities. Qingling seemed to be watching from the sidelines, which was too unloyal.
"You old thing, you're bringing shame on yourself."
"It turns out that the Black Gods are just people who destroyed the Great Wall themselves."
The three old white gods couldn't help but speed up their attack.
Qingling's fingertips rubbed her back from time to time. Everyone had no doubt that with him, no matter what big move you had in this world, you couldn't unleash it, because except for the God of Creation, the upper limit for outsiders was stuck at the Venerable level.
Even the most powerful ultimate move can't be used at this level.
But when the black tiger was clumsy, just like Qing Ling just now, and was about to be defeated, Qing Ling stretched out her hand.
She has a black ball of power in her hand. After a long period of blessing, this ball of power has been condensed into an energy that far exceeds the level of ordinary venerables.
"What is this?"
The three white god old men could naturally see the terrifying power contained in this mass of power, and everyone immediately fell silent and looked at this power.
Qingling's eyes were cold.
"Duh!"
She shouted loudly, and this ball of power flew out and hit an old man of the White God type.
The old man wanted to escape, but Hei Hu made a counterattack at the right time and stopped his escape.
He was horrified and had no choice but to gather all his strength on his body surface to resist the onslaught of this power.
A strong sense of annihilation came over him, and the words "How is it possible" flashed in this man's mind, and then he was swallowed up by energy that far exceeded his defense power, and his consciousness was reduced to fragments, and he exited the world.
As the old white god left the scene, thunderous sounds could be heard.
"What's this move?"
"One move?!"
The remaining two people were horrified, with disbelief in their eyes.
Yin Yin Yin.
Qing Ling killed her first enemy. A slight smile appeared on the iceberg beauty's cheek. She moved her fingertips again, and another black energy ball slowly appeared from her fingertips.
"Stop her from continuing to gather strength!"
The two of them were not fools. After seeing Qing Ling's actions, they knew that the extremely powerful move she had just performed was obtained through a certain kind of concentration of power.
Although the two of them were frightened after hearing the news, they were not afraid of life or death. If they could prevent Qing Ling from gathering her strength, they might have a chance of victory.
"Don't forget me."
The black tiger roared and stood in front of Qingling's eyes, slashing with its claws.
His strength is not inferior to any of the three, and may even be vaguely equal to two of them.
Now that there are only two opponents left, he naturally has no fear.
"Old guy, get out of here."
The two were exhausted and wanted to get rid of Black Tiger's entanglement as much as possible.
But it was impossible for them to break free from the black tiger's entanglement. After one of them tried their best to get rid of the black tiger's harassment, Qingling once again gathered terrifying black energy that was enough to destroy him.
"Damn it!"
This person was immediately on pins and needles, and quickly evaded his attack route, preparing to temporarily avoid the sharp attack.
"Where to escape!"
Qingling yelled, the black energy in her hand following like a shadow, pressing against the person's back and pouring directly into his body.
"ah!"
This old man of the White God type never dreamed that with his speed in this world, someone would be able to pursue him fiercely.
Strange energy invaded his back, and his eyes flashed with a hint of determination.
Death is not real death in this world anyway.
It's better to take advantage of the opportunity and drag someone along with you.
"Come with me."
The old man turned around, roared, opened his arms with a ferocious smile, and the last white power in his body penetrated his whole body.
He wanted to take Qing Ling away at the last moment.
If the three of them cannot take Qing Ling away, then this battle will be a huge loss.
"Don't even think about it."
Qing Ling raised her eyebrows and boldly used the last bit of black power to hit herself in the abdomen. This violent force pushed her back three meters, and these three meters were the difference between life and death.
distance from the old man.
"Damn it!"
The old man's eyes dulled, the white power from his body dispersed, and he just exited this world.
?!
The last old man immediately became anxious.
The current situation is that he is one against two.
Fortunately, Qingling used the self-shooting move in the end, and when she escaped danger, she knelt down and vomited blood. It seemed that her combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.
But when he looked at Black Tiger, who seemed to be smiling at him but not smiling at him, and was moving one move after another, he felt uncomfortable.
He can't beat the black tiger.
"Why haven't the reinforcements come yet?"
He was a little angry.
These three people were already cunning and cunning, and they guessed that the Black Gods might attack them one by one, so the three of them deliberately did not speak, pretending that only one of them was here. However, they did not expect that a lonely person was ambushed, and instead the three of them were killed.
Everyone got in.
Now that he is the last 'tinder', he wants to survive. He can only pray that other colleagues will see the movement here and come to support. Maybe there will be a chance to keep Qing Ling and even Hei Hu together.
here.
In one-on-one status, the Black Tiger looks unstoppable.
Now that Qingling has performed well, how can he be willing to lag behind?
After Qing Ling showed his unique "black power", layers of black color filled his claws, which made his claws become like magical weapons, capable of chopping vegetables and melons with one claw.
It's over.
The last old man from the beast race was a little frightened, and he ran away in panic. He was scratched by his claws and had one of his arms cut off.
"this!"
The old man's scalp felt numb.
He never thought that black power could be used like this.
Why haven't I seen them used before?
If used, maybe the White God system will come up with equivalent control techniques.
After all, no matter what kind of secret weapons, in their eyes, they are all Venerable-level means. They, the outsiders, are all above the Galaxy level. As long as they know the information early and think hard, there will always be a solution.
The problem is that it is impossible for the Black Gods to reveal their trump card before this.
Just like the White Gods, they must have some methods that the Black Gods don't know about. If they had known about it earlier, maybe the Black Gods would have found a solution as well.
"At least I want to reveal this information!"
The old man's face was extremely ugly. At the last moment, he used his last arm to directly emit white light, giving the entire space a glowing state.
Bang.
The arm bloomed with white light, and the light automatically turned into a six-pointed star in the sky.
After the six-pointed star appeared, a strange scene appeared. After absorbing the white energy, it shrank strangely, quickly reduced to the size of dust, and disappeared quickly.
This is one of the methods of the White God system.
"Intelligence content? Humph, it doesn't matter. I still have other methods in the black department."
Black Tiger frowned slightly when he saw that the old man of the beast clan had released his intelligence power and conveyed the contents of the battle here, but he was not unhappy at all.
To be able to solve the three great gods is an astonishing feat.
It just exposes one or two secrets, so it's a good deal.
"Ahem, Black Tiger, go outside and fight again."
The old orc man who lost his arms coughed and laughed ferociously for a while, and his whole body turned into white light spots and shattered into pieces.
He actually committed suicide.
"Hey, this guy can escape very quickly."
Heihu originally wanted to say more humiliating words to the other party, but the other party probably didn't want to hear it, so he just came to the end.
He looked back at Qingling.
"Young man, you are still too young. You can't slow down after using your strength twice? Tsk, tsk, imaginary."
Qing Ling suddenly opened her eyes, stood up from the ground, glared at Heihu and said, "If you can't speak, you can shut up."
"Why are you so angry? You are too young, and your emotions are all on your face. No wonder you are being plotted against. If I hadn't been here, maybe you would have died, and the adults would be disappointed in you."
Qingling couldn't bear the old man's mutterings and ran straight into the white prison force that had no more power. She only heard the sound of shattering like a mirror, and the overwhelming white magic light that enveloped half of the planet turned into countless
The Tao fragments turned into basic particles in the sky.
"Next."
Qing Ling's voice, as cold as ice, came from the sky.
"Hey, aren't you injured? Can you continue?"
"You will know if you can or cannot do it by trying it."
"All right."
Not to mention whether Qingling still has any remaining strength.
It is only said that on this giant planet of cultivating immortals, when they were fighting, there were several other figures standing proudly in different positions on the chaotic planet.
They all have Jia Yan's unique black power fluctuations.
They are all Jia Yan's clones.
Yes, Jia Yan couldn't come in person, but a lot of his clones came.
In such an important battle, it would be fine if his real body couldn't escape, but if his clone didn't even come, that would be unreasonable.
In fact, in this completely unequal war, Jia Yanfang's single greatest advantage is that he has nearly countless clones.
Of course, it is inappropriate to say that there are countless. His clones also need to share the power of the true body. If they are divided too much, the power of the Black God's true body will decrease.
Therefore, only in this kind of extremely high-level battles, there will be scenes where several clones gather together.
"I can't hold it any longer..."
puff.
A clone stood above the starry sky, resisting the washing and washing of power.
But after supporting it for a moment, the whole thing turned into pieces and burst apart.
"Damn black gods, despicable and shameless."
I saw a white light suddenly appearing in the place where he used to stand proudly, and there was a crazy roar coming from it.
The aura of the sun is rippling in this white light, as if it will appear at the next moment and destroy the entire planet.
But just when it was about to break through the thin layer of black on the surface of the white light, another figure followed like a shadow to the front of the white light.
With all his strength blooming, he saw a thin layer of black on the surface of the white light, which suddenly strengthened and blocked the area again.
The sky fell silent again.
Just by looking at the movement and expression of that figure, one can tell that it was quite difficult for him to seal it. Maybe it won't be long before he will make the same mistake again, like the previous clone, which was torn to pieces by the force of the impact.
"Do you need to wait to judge whether my Black God Department is despicable or shameless?"
This figure is actually Jia Yan's clone.
He raised his head and looked at the sky.
I saw the battle fluctuations in the distance gradually getting lower.
On the one hand the battle is over.
The pressure here in Jia Yan has also been greatly reduced.
Precisely because there are clones like Jia Yan here, they can not only help Qing Ling and the others build an impregnable defense, but also prevent the Black Gods' collective combat power from being too large.
In other aspects, there are god-level beings confronting the enemy on several fronts.
Jia Yan's true form of the Black God is sitting in the center at the most critical point, guarding against the white dolphins that may appear.
White God naturally needs Black God himself to defend himself.
And he found every opportunity and used his clone to find the right opportunity to assist the cultivating superstar in the key battle, which can be regarded as a dedicated effort and a great contribution.
"there!"
Suddenly, two figures flew from a distance, one behind the other.
Qingling followed Young Master Hu and was not polite when meeting Jia Yan, the clone. Jia Yan cooperated perfectly and opened the sealed black power when the two came in front of them.
The two of them ran straight into the space without waiting for the sealed White God master to say anything.
Soon there were waves of surging force coming from inside.
It didn't take long for this power to disappear.
When the space reopened, we saw that it had already collapsed, and there was a chaotic scene of space destruction everywhere.
Two figures flew out of here one after the other.
"Thank you, Mr. Jia Yan, for delaying the wait for me."
The two figures, who were obviously more embarrassed than before, came forward and cupped their fists at Jia Yan's clone.
Jia Yan's clone responded with a smile, but its power had long been exhausted, and its body turned into bursts of black gravel, which dispersed in the wind.
"Hurry up. The actual strength of Master Jia Yan's clone is not at the level of a venerable. It will not be easy to seal these white god masters."
Black Tiger went all out and headed towards the next direction at lightning speed.
Qing Ling's strength was already a little exhausted, but with her strong nature, she didn't delay too much. After taking a breath, she shot towards the next fighting site.
The war in this land of cultivating immortals is very simple to say, but the dangers involved can only be understood by those involved.
Using less to win more does not always lead to success.
It can be said that in this area, Jia Yan personally sent a clone to delay time. This arrangement was superior and determined the victory of the battle.
"How is that possible! Why do you have such power..."
The last man's tragic cry echoed through the clear sky.
The sky is getting slightly brighter.
Chapter completed!