Everyone was very confused, and they were quite unfamiliar with the titles in this god system.
Li Qingming laughed, curled his lips in disdain, and said, "When did the gods of Mount Olympus choose inferior satyrs as priests? Don't flatter yourself!"
Banren's face suddenly darkened. Originally, he was hesitant to expel these outsiders who were suspected of being in a lost city of science and technology, but Li Qingming's words had completely ignited his anger. Coupled with some unknown reasons, Banren
The goat man was angry. He held up a scepter inlaid with red gems in his hand, pointed forward, and said: "I, on my name, Osho, the great priest, you low-class people will be killed."
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"Oh, it's just you, the little soldiers and crab generals?" Li Qingming glanced at the centaurs who were all in the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and laughed.
"Damn it, you will pay the price for your arrogance! God slaves, the six-pointed star of eternal flame!" Osho, the satyr, raised his staff to the sky, and a golden holy flame vented from the red gem at the top of the staff.
Then it came out, forming a huge six-pointed star with bright red light in mid-air.
Tens of thousands of centaurs all gathered together and automatically divided into six parts, standing at the six corners of the hexagram. Only the regular hexagonal part left blank in the middle surrounded Li Qingming and others.
In addition, they all held a crimson stone in their hands, and the majestic Lihuo energy erupted from the stone and was poured into the six-pointed star.
The fiery six-pointed star seemed to be subject to some irresistible force and began to squeeze inward. The dust particles floating in the surrounding air began to rotate rapidly around the six-pointed star. The temperature was getting higher and higher, and the fiery six-pointed star loomed in the middle.
Out of red flame.
"boom!"
Suddenly, when the pressure within the hexagram reached its limit, the hexagon in the middle burst and collapsed, and a huge column of air shot out from the center, and the jet column of air penetrated straight through the entire sky and earth.
Immediately afterwards, majestic black flames spurted out from the air column, flooding the world and swallowing up Li Qingming and others.
"Annihilate the lower class!" The satyr roared wildly on the chariot, and a golden brilliance suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The name of this pitch-black flame is the Burning Sky Flame. It was a terrifying flame that could seriously injure God King Zeus back then. He did not believe that just a few low-level people who relied on technology to become famous in Zhongtian World were as powerful as God King Zeus.
Ability.
But what about the fact? The fact is that this satyr is miserable!
In the midst of the raging flames, Li Qingming and others stood under the shield of the Qiankun Cauldron, looking curiously at the raging blazing flames outside the shield.
"Elder brother, what is going on?" Longxuhu was a little confused about what Li Qingming said before, and said: "What Olympus? What gods? Have you ever been to the Titan world?"
Li Qingming smiled. He looked at Li Qingquan, who had been frowning, and said, "Xiaoer, did you remember anything?"
"Titan World, Mount Olympus, I feel like I've heard of it somewhere before!" Li Qingquan touched the back of his head, suddenly his eyes flashed, and said: "Brother, I remembered it! When I was in the Ancestral Witch Hall, I was unlucky.
Hongyun was once possessed by a guy named Poseidon. Isn't that guy some kind of sea god from the Titan world?"
Li Qingming nodded and said: "Yes, it's the Titan world where he is! I don't know if that guy is sitting on the King of Gods now!"
"Then why are we still wasting our time here? Just scratch your tongue and ask, and you will know!" Man Niu touched his head that had begun to grow hair, stood up, and said, "I'm going to put out this bullshit flame outside.
Break it up! What the hell, it can’t even burn the edges of our clothes, and it still has the nerve to show it!"
Li Qingming pondered for a moment and said: "Man Niu, after you disperse those flames, grab the satyr on the chariot. I think as the great priest of the God of Fire, he should know a lot of things!"
"Okay, Brother Li!" Manniu nodded and stepped out of the hanging shield of the Qiankun Cauldron.
The black flames filled the sky, burning fiercely, but compared to the flames of the Fire Yuan Realm, they were more than one level behind.
"Really, it's embarrassing to show off such a small amount of energy!" Man Niu stood in the middle of the flames, letting the dark flames surround him.
"Damn it, destroy it!" Man Niu frowned and looked at the flames climbing up his thighs. The seals on his two big hands began to change continuously. As they flew up and down, one Dao Talisman after another
Wen was like little tadpoles, floating and swimming in the void, and finally formed a semicircle in front of him.
He controlled the semi-circular arc in his hand and lightly drew it into the void in front of him.
"Boom!"
A dazzling brilliance shot out from the six-pointed star array and cut through the sky. Violent vibrations occurred throughout the southern hemisphere of Hephaestus. The entire world of flames began to shake violently like the end of the world.
"Boom!"
Immediately afterwards, a huge crack appeared out of thin air in the sky, and a suction force that swallowed the sky and the earth spurted out from the crack.
It was like a ferocious beast from ancient times, facing the flaming planet, with its bloody mouth wide open, sucking in the endless Lihuo flames and those black flames.
"call out!"
All the flames were sucked in by the cracks. The huge six-pointed star lost its energy support and collapsed instantly. There were thousands of waves in the air. The majestic fluctuations shattered the void, causing the entire six-pointed star to shatter into dozens of pieces.
The pieces fell into the sky and turned into pieces of red dust, disappearing between the sky and the earth.
In the Temple of Hephaestus, the God of Fire Hephaestus suddenly raised his head, and a look of surprise and unspeakable resentment appeared on his extremely ugly face.
"Peng!"
He lightly stepped on the ground, and his burly body suddenly burned with dark blue flames. The pressure of the quasi-sage in the early stage made him really look like a god.
He waved his hand towards the sky, and a bright blue firework turned into a sky pillar and rushed towards the sky. It exploded in the sky and turned into a bright firework.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the originally clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds. A deep dragon roar sounded. The dark clouds rolled in the air. Hephaestus below suddenly rose into the sky and flew towards the giant dragon as big as a mountain.
On your body!
Dragon? Yes, that is a giant dragon, a giant dragon with red scales!
Its body was more than seven feet long, with two huge dragon wings spread out, bringing a haze to the earth. There was a pair of antlers on its head, there were beards on the corners of its head, and a long beard fluttered under its forehead.
Its whole body was covered with red scales, and the limbs under its abdomen were thick and powerful. The two pairs of dragon claws alone were dozens of feet in size. The huge dragon force twisted slightly in the air, and a pile of red blood appeared.
Its wings spread out, its four claws stretched out, and it suddenly started to flap.
The wind stirred by the wings violently blew everything around, and the fiery breath exhaled from the dragon's mouth made the void dry and cracked.
"Damn it, you dare to run wild in my territory. I want to see what the people in the Lost City of Science and Technology are capable of!" Hephaestus cursed crazily, held his right hand empty, and dark blue flames formed in his hand.
He took a long and thick dragon spear and pointed it forward.
The flame dragon flapped its two huge flesh wings, holding Hephaestus's body and flying towards the southern hemisphere where the spear was pointing.
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At this moment, in the southern hemisphere.
The satyr Osho looked at the huge crack in the air with horror and inexplicable horror, and turned around and ran away without thinking.
Man Niu clearly saw how the duck could fly away.
He suddenly rushed towards the silver chariot, and his golden palm turned into a huge handprint, grabbing Osho.
Feeling the cool breath coming from his neck, Osho was shocked. He commanded the centaurs behind him extremely nervously, and shouted in fear: "Block! Block him, block him..."
Since the centaur god slaves signed a slave treaty with Hephaestus at birth, they had to be subject to the orders of Hephaestus and the priests authorized by him.
"Hiss~~~"
They all shouted loudly, and took out a crimson bow and arrow from their horses. The crimson flaming arrow quietly appeared on the bowstring the moment they kowtowed, exuding a radiant glow.
Dazzling brilliance.
The centaurs are innate archers. They have good magic perception, sharp eyes, and strong arms, so they are destined to become good archers.
"No! No! No!"
He gently moved the bow string, and the magic arrow, as red as blood, shot out like a bolt of lightning, emitting extremely blazing light, and the scorching breath tore cracks into the void.
However, this was just the beginning. They pulled the bow strings tirelessly, and thousands of arrows dyed the sky red, shooting crazily at the big golden handprint.
"puff!"
The long flaming arrow collided with the golden handprint the size of a millstone, just like an egg hitting a stone. Apart from a soft "pop" sound, it did not stir up any fluctuations.
Mahamudra still grasped forward slowly and firmly without any stagnation.
"Run away, run away!" Osho, the satyr, was completely panicked. He jumped down from the chariot, moved his short legs like crazy, and ran away like crazy.
"Escape? Did you escape?" Man Niu smiled coldly and controlled his big hand to accelerate suddenly.
"call out!"
The big golden hands grabbed Osho's neck without any hindrance, and lifted him up like a chicken.
"No, no...Sir, please save me, please save me..." Osho kicked his feet in fear. With only the early stage cultivation of Daluo Jinxian, he had no resistance at all when facing the barbarian bull in the middle stage of Yasheng.
Or a chance to escape.
It's just that the naturally careless Man Niu didn't notice that in the depths of Osho's frightened eyes, a cold golden murderous intention flashed. (To be continued...)