Three hundred and fortieth chapters bloody battle upper god
"So now there are tens of thousands of lower gods in each camp. I believe that the strong men you stationed in the camp should not be able to stop this power." Suoli groaned and continued: "It's too late for you to rush back, so
, killing me as soon as possible is your only choice."
"Damn it, the battlefield information clearly shows that most of the powerful people in your Siqi continent are in your own camp. How could you come to our camp so quickly!" Tai Yi roared.
Sori shrugged and said, "Since you know how to view battlefield information, don't you know that the other party may use strategic shielding?"
The old man frowned: "Strategic shielding? What is that?"
"After I bought the deification, it appeared, didn't you?" Suoli twitched his eyebrows, "I didn't expect there would be such a bonus. Although it also consumed a lot of my points, I was able to successfully deceive you.
Very satisfied with the effect.”
"Taiyi, don't waste time. You and I both understand the effect of deification. Take the time to kill Sori, and let others search for anyone else in this camp!" the old man ordered.
Several peak mid-level gods teleported to Sori's side. Sori waved the Qingxuan Sword in a circle and grinned: "Come on!"
Except for Tai Yi and the old man with the strength of a two-star upper god, the others posed almost no threat to Sori, and they did not dare to fight against Sori. Twenty thousand times the power of a lower god could easily injure them.
A peak mid-level god holding a spear accelerated from the air and stabbed Sori sharply. Sori raised his head left and right, and a shield made of blood-red flames blocked the stabbing from the sky. Sori grabbed the barrel of the gun with his backhand.
, the other hand held the Qingxuan Sword and stabbed the godhead of this peak mid-level god.
Behind Sori, three peak mid-level gods used their own artifacts to attack Soli's back. Sori advanced with the Qingxuan Sword as if it was nothing. The three peak mid-level gods all hit Soli accurately.
On his back, the secret technique released by more than two thousand times the lower divine power was also very powerful, but Sori still resisted it all without any pain or itching.
After a few rounds of divine power, these minor injuries were repaired. The peak mid-level god holding the spear couldn't pull out his spear after several attempts. Seeing that the Qingxuan Sword was about to stab him, he just let go of the barrel and stepped back.
A few steps.
Sori grinned: "Thank you."
The blood-colored flames that materialized the power of ghosts and gods wrapped around the spear, forcibly erasing the spiritual imprint. Sori received the spear into the blue light ring. Without the spiritual imprint, there was naturally no connection.
The peak mid-level god who had his spear taken away had a gloomy expression on his face. To have his weapon taken away from him while he was still alive, and with the help of his companions, was the first time he had suffered such humiliation after becoming a god.
"Don't take it to heart, it's normal to not be able to defeat the higher gods." Sori said with a smile.
In any case, these peak and mid-level gods cannot see through their own strength, so it is not a bad idea to call themselves a high-level god.
"Drink!" Taiyi stepped in front of Sori and slashed down with the black giant sword. Sori hit the sword with a powerful punch on one side. The black giant sword was immediately thrown to the side. Ghost Flame controlled it.
The blood-red flames condensed into the shape of a machete and slashed at Tai Yi swiftly.
Although it was not issued by Sori himself, the divine power contained in this sword was not weak. Taiyi put his left arm across his body, and the black illusory flames condensed into a shield to resist Ghost Flame's sword.
"Well done." Sori praised Gui Yan.
The Qingxuan Sword slashed hard. It could withstand Ghost Flame's machete, but it was completely unable to block Sori's sword. It split the flame shield and opened a huge wound on Taiyi's left arm.
Although the wounds were hideous, they were only superficial wounds, and divine power quickly repaired them.
"It seems to be stronger than the last time we met." Taiyi said with a frown.
Suori pointed to the sky and said, "You know the effect of deification."
"Deification can increase your divine power by 20%, but I think your divine power has increased a lot." Tai Yi said.
Sori didn't think he would meet these powerful men in the future, so Sori said openly: "Isn't 20% a small amount? It's almost increased my power as a lower god by three thousand times."
Taiyi's eyes widened violently, and other ordinary peak mid-level gods were about to stare out their eyes. 20% is more than 3,000 times the power of a lower god. Isn't that itself 15,000 times the power of a lower god?
force?!
Fifteen thousand times!
"Although I'm surprised, I don't think you have a chance to leave here."
An erratic voice suddenly came from behind Soli, and Soli felt a chill in his waist. A surge of divine power surged into Soli's body through the ghost flame armor, forming a long needle that pierced Soli's godhead.
"Even if a one-star high god were accidentally hit by my God-killing thorn, he would be seriously injured." The old man who suddenly appeared behind Sori smiled confidently.
Sori quickly gathered his divine power. Although Sori's divine power was powerful, it was not as good as the higher gods in quality. The long needle destroyed Sori's divine power all the way and quickly pierced the godhead.
"Her shield!" Sori muttered silently, and the three small golden shields surrounding the god's shield suddenly merged into one. The complex runes on the shield lit up one by one, and the entire god's shield was covered with a layer of golden light.
"bite……"
With a soft sound, the God-killing thorn hit the He shield, and a small gap appeared in the center of the He shield. The God-killing thorn also lost its power and dissipated around the godhead.
The gap in He's shield was slowly repaired under the warmth of Sori's divine power. The damage was not major and could be repaired in a few days.
Sori breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had exchanged Hedun for it. Without Hedun's resistance, the God-killing thorn would directly attack the godhead. It would be difficult for the fragile godhead to withstand it.
Suo Li quickly turned around, raised the Qingxuan Sword, and shouted loudly: "Chongshanhe!"
The Qingxuan Sword struck with great force, and the old man's eyes widened in surprise. He knew the power of the God-killing Thorn best. Even if he couldn't kill the young man, he should still be able to injure him, instead of being able to counterattack him unscathed now.
"Senior, this sword is extremely powerful. It's like a big mountain pressing down on you. You need to be careful when carrying it hard." Taiyi said through the message.
The old man could also feel the extremely powerful power of the Qingxuan Sword, and quickly stepped back. Suo Li sneered, and a sharp sword energy shot out from the Qingxuan Sword.
The old man took out a short sword and just wanted to defend himself against the sword energy that was shot at him, but the sword energy suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes. After all, the old man was a two-star high-ranking god, and his understanding of the rules of space was far deeper than Sori's. He immediately discovered what was happening behind him.
The coming space fluctuated, and the sword energy from before rushed towards him carrying a piece of space turbulence.
The old man crossed his arms in front of him, and the powerful impact knocked the old man into Suo Li. Suo Li raised the Qingxuan Sword again, and the blood-red flames also climbed onto the blade of the Qingxuan Sword. The green color of the Qingxuan Sword
, the silver of the moonlight protection, and the blood-red of the power of ghosts and gods complement each other, and 20,000 times the power of the lower gods are perfectly poured into the Qingxuan Sword.
"If it were just an ordinary lower-level artifact, it would probably explode if it withstood 20,000 times the power of a lower-level god." Divine weapons also have a tolerance limit. Sori only knew that 20,000 times the power of a lower-level god would definitely be far from a higher-level divine weapon.
limit.
The Qingxuan Sword was like a big mountain, pressing hard on the old man's body. A deep pit of more than ten meters was made on the ground. The old man stood up from the pit staggeringly, and his cloak was in tatters.
, revealing a silver-gray armor underneath.
"You are better than Taiyi." The old man said.
"It will also be stronger than you." Sori said it directly without thinking. After saying it, he thought about why he said this. The other party is a two-star high-ranking god, much stronger than the Bone Dragon who simply has powerful divine power.
, he is at most comparable to a one-star high-ranking god. Although he cannot be said to be helpless in the face of a two-star high-ranking god, Sori also knows that he is definitely not the opponent of a two-star high-ranking god.
"Since the strong men in Siqi Continent and the Plane Exchange all call me Overlord, I can't violate this title." The reason why Sori was given this title was because he came from a family that forced his way into Granton City.
At first, several battles at the Plane Exchange established this title. When Suori faced Dai Enjia, he also called himself "Hegemon". At that time, Suori himself recognized this title.
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"I'm just a two-star high-ranking god. Even a twelve-star high-ranking god can't make me back down!" Sori yelled in his heart.
"Gui Yan, I always forgot to ask you, how much power of ghosts and gods can I accept in my current state? Don't tell me it's only three."
"Master, with your current power of 19,000 times as a lower god, you can accept seven parts of the power of ghosts and gods." Gui Yan replied.
"Seven copies, that's not bad." Sori smiled softly. When he was a lower god, he only had a thousand times the power of a lower god. He could accept three parts of the power of ghosts and gods. Now, of course, he can accept more power.
The old man tore off his cloak, twirled his dagger, his eyes flashed, and he disappeared in an instant.
A short knife engraved with complicated secret patterns passed through the blood-red flames outside the Ghost Flame Armor and pierced the Ghost Flame Armor. Powerful divine power flowed into Sori's body after being weakened by the Ghost Flame Armor.
Suo Li's whole body was shaken, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. Suo Li smiled strangely: "As expected of a two-star high-ranking god, he is very powerful."
"You have no chance to show off." The old man said coldly, the speed was so fast that Sori could not catch him. Sori was like a sandbag in the old man's hand, almost powerless to fight back.
"Taiyi!" the old man shouted.
Taiyi immediately understood what the old man meant, and quickly gathered the illusory flames all over his body on his right arm. Black secret patterns appeared out of thin air one by one. Taiyi shouted: "The secret method of Moro? Explosive punch!"
Sori, who was ravaged by the old man and had no power to fight back, was immediately hit in the chest by Taiyi's roll. The blood-red flames burning on the ghost flame armor were directly shaken away. The words carved on the chest of the ghost flame armor were
The ferocious skull was also dented a little, but it recovered in a blink of an eye.
The shock wave of the collision between the explosive fist and the bloody flash can tear Sori's body protected by the ghost flame armor into pieces. The damage suffered by a direct hit by the explosive fist is greater than that caused by the shock wave.
Before Sori could vomit blood, his body was turned into powder by the shock.