The battle between the two sides became extremely fierce, and the ice field environment became more and more dangerous.
The original god is in a difficult situation because the false god monks are extremely fierce and will not stop until they kill him.
In addition to these false god monks, there are other hidden dangers that also worry the original gods.
It is easy to hide from an open gun, but difficult to guard against a hidden arrow.
It turns out that not far from the battlefield, there is a god hiding and watching the war.
The original gods have no allies, so the hidden gods are naturally enemies rather than friends, and should belong to the same camp as the pseudo-god monks.
Their ultimate goal is to kill themselves!
"That's too much!"
Realizing this, the primitive gods were furious and kept roaring.
Being a target of hunting is a shame in itself, and it means that the enemy thinks you are weak and can be bullied.
If it were a truly powerful primitive god, these pseudo-god monks would avoid it, so how could they dare to provoke it?
The murderous intention in the heart of the original gods has reached its limit, and it is bound to kill these false god monks.
Including the leader of the team, we must kill them too!
But this anger and hatred were quickly dissipated. The original gods were really no match for the pseudo-god monks.
"Hey, go to hell!"
After suffering another heavy blow, the original god fell into a state of madness, and his mountain-like body suddenly collapsed.
But this is not death, but a change in attack form.
"careful!"
A false god monk warned loudly, and in an instant, countless ice cones appeared on the ground, covering miles around.
These ice picks were extremely sharp and quickly flew off the ground, flying freely in the cold wind.
The pseudo-god monks defended themselves one after another, while maintaining the stability of their formation and launching attacks one after another.
The original gods who changed their forms became more and more difficult to deal with, making the pseudo-god monks even more vigilant.
However, looking at their appearance, it was obvious that they had been prepared, so there was no sign of panic at all.
Those who can cultivate to the realm of false gods are all geniuses, and their cultivation of character is naturally not low.
Facing such an attack, the pseudo-god monks were also prepared.
Countless runes were flying all over the sky, clinging to the ice cones, and suddenly exploded into powder.
The attack that crushed the original god was also a countermeasure, causing him to suffer continuous heavy losses.
The dazzling attack didn't last long before a roar was heard and a huge face suddenly appeared on the ground.
The giant face opened its mouth and sucked several false god monks into its mouth, and its huge body was about to crawl out from under the ice sheet.
Seeing that the previous methods were ineffective, the original spirit regrouped and prepared to attack again.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the peeping spirit suddenly appeared and reached out to strike into the void.
A huge spear burning with flames appeared in the hand of this god, and he swung it downwards fiercely.
"Go to hell!"
Upon seeing this, the primitive gods let out a roar, and a huge and thick ice shield condensed in front of them.
"Attack together!"
The pseudo-god monks took action at the same time, blasting out sharp spells one after another, landing on the ice shield one after another.
The flame spear arrived in an instant, freezing through the huge ice shield, and then shot through the forehead of the primitive god.
"roar!"
The original god roared, and the translucent head seemed to be on fire, then shattered in an instant.
"Continue the attack!"
The god who threw out the flaming spear gave instructions to the false god monks, and at the same time waved his hand again.
Just behind him, a huge ring appeared in the sky, with magical runes arranged in it.
With the control of thoughts, various runes rotate rapidly, and balls of flames gather rapidly.
In conjunction with the attacks of the pseudo-god monks, these flames formed from the origin of God continued to fall down one after another.
The huge body of the original god was full of holes and looked extremely miserable.
The attacks of the pseudo-god monks became more and more sharp. It could be said that they were overwhelming, and the original gods were unable to parry and resist them.
However, in a short period of time, the original god suffered heavy losses and his body became torn apart.
Such a terrifying blow has made the original gods realize that they cannot be their opponents at all.
Giving up your own territory and escaping from this area is obviously the best choice.
If you continue to hesitate, you may end up here.
The original god made up his mind, and his huge body suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless cold air and flowing into the ground.
"Want to run, dream!"
The god snorted coldly and immediately used countermeasures.
For dozens of miles around the battlefield, walls of fire continued to rise, shrouding the ice sheet.
"God-binding chain!"
The pseudo-god monk's speed was as fast as lightning, and he continuously shot out chains one after another, shooting into the deepest part of the ice field.
"rise!"
As the false god monk roared, the chains immediately tightened, as if they were about to overturn the earth.
Cracks appeared in the ice sheet, and the original gods that had been scattered and disintegrated unexpectedly reunited.
It just looked extremely miserable, as if it had been torn apart by a car and then put back together again.
There are chains penetrating every part of the body, making it impossible to escape.
"Let me go!"
The primitive gods roared, but they were powerless.
Suffering continuous heavy losses, the original gods had a premonition that they were really going to perish here.
This roar was full of despair and unwillingness.
"Go to hell!"
When the god supervising the battle saw this, he knew that the time had come and aimed at the remains of the original god and smashed it hard.
"boom!"
There was another loud noise, and cold air flew across the sky.
Without even seeing it clearly, the original god disintegrated into fragments, and his body completely turned into cold air and dissipated.
The original gods are generated by rules, integrated with the world, and more like guardian gods.
Whenever it falls, the corpse immediately disintegrates and returns to nature, and the enemy cannot get any of it.
By the time the cold air dissipated, the original gods had completely disappeared, and no trace remained in the world.
There was only one godhead left, which was successfully captured by this god and held firmly in his hands.
"Search the lair of the original gods, find the crystal of rules, and then evacuate this place immediately!"
The god gave the order, looked at the godhead in his hand, and showed a proud smile.
Although there were losses in this battle, fortunately, the original god was successfully killed and the extremely precious godhead was obtained.
As long as you operate it properly, new gods will appear again in the divine court to which you belong.
If this situation continues, it may not take a few thousand years for the Divine Court to become stronger and stronger.
But how to distribute this godhead is also a headache.
After all, everyone wants to get this opportunity to become a god, such as these hundreds of pseudo-god monks.
They risked their lives to participate in this war to hunt gods, just to get a chance to become gods.
The pseudo-god monks who died in the battle were at a greater disadvantage. Although there was a secret method to resurrect them, they were destined to miss out on this distribution.
When I was thinking about it secretly, I suddenly realized that someone seemed to be watching me.
"How is that possible?"
This surprise was no small matter, and the god quickly put away his divine power and assumed a fighting posture.
The huge runic ring appeared behind him again, and the fire balls condensed by the origin of God were flying up and down.
With just a thought, he can launch an attack and cause heavy damage to the enemy.
At this time, when he looked ahead, he saw a figure wearing purple armor, floating in mid-air without concealment.
"Human monk?"
The god's expression was filled with surprise and uncertainty. He stared at Tang Zhen, wondering what he wanted to do?
If you can hide it from your own perception, you must be stronger than yourself. If you really want to rob it, you may not be your opponent.
If you were coveting this godhead, you would never be so blatant, and you had more than one opportunity to snatch it before?
With these thoughts flashing through his mind, this god immediately became much calmer and decided to find out Tang Zhen's origin and purpose first.
"I am the guardian of the Bingyu Temple. May I ask for your advice?"
Tang Zhen smiled slightly and cupped his fists towards the opponent.
"Loucheng monk, Tang Zhen, is here just to ask for directions."