Fantasy One Second Billions Of Gods

The atmosphere was a little depressing along the way. Now the three of them were riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so they had no choice but to find the source and solve it. But no one knows what is waiting for them ahead?

They walked forward silently until a simple temple-shaped building appeared on the horizon.

But when a few people got closer, they saw that this huge temple had collapsed. It seemed that it had been ravaged by a giant beast, and only some ruins were left, telling the fierce battle.

There is a towering stone platform behind the temple, and light can be faintly seen flashing on the top.

"There is still a breath of life on it, but it's very weak, and it's still fighting!" Ye Futian looked at it carefully for a long time, his face full of surprise. Being alive means that there are still normal monks on it.

"Go quickly, go up and have a look!" The Wude Taoist mentioned Hua Yunfei as usual and ran towards the stone platform.

The traces of battles along the way are shocking, and even the ground made of the Resurrection Stone is covered with huge pits. Just the aftermath of the overflow can create a sense of destruction. The unscrupulous Taoist's eyelids jumped and he clicked his tongue repeatedly. 253

Hua Yunfei was carried by the unscrupulous Taoist. He was bored and wandered around the system mall, and he really found something good.

[Jin Geng War God Body: The best choice for metal monks, pure metal skills, can control all metals, or swallow metal to strengthen itself, the exchange price is 2 million villain points. 1

This is simply a technique made for the puppet, which is enough to double its combat power. Hua Yunfei bought it directly with his wealth.

Not to mention, Hua Yunfei also bought the first level of [White Tiger Transformation] for him. Although his villain value has shrunk to 2 million, the puppet's current combat power is still weak even when facing a high-level powerful sage. Will not fall behind.

After quietly releasing the puppet, Hua Yunfei felt relieved. Even if he was not exposed, there would be no risk.

"Have you noticed that the traces of the battle are getting smaller and smaller, and then somewhere, they return to the previous scale." Ye Futian said his findings, and Wude Taoist and Hua Yunfei both nodded in agreement.

With the protagonist's halo around him, Ye Futian doesn't know what he can deduce from this discovery.

Soon, the three of them arrived under the stone platform. The sounds of fighting could be heard clearly and vigorously. Even the huge stone platform made of unknown materials was trembling. The gravel fell and hit the ground deeply.

The extremely hard holy ore is like a sponge in front of the gravel, sinking deeply into it once it is smashed.

"The stone platforms made of this material are all broken. I feel that the battle above is not something we can interfere with. It is better to go back. I would rather face hundreds of tomb guards than set foot on this stone platform... ….”

The Wude Taoist's voice was trembling, and Hua Yunfei felt that his hands were shaking.

"You're here, let's give it a try!" Hua Yunfei persuaded, breaking free from the unscrupulous Taoist's hand and walking up.

Ye Futian can get a great opportunity, there is no reason why I would die on it. After setting another flag that the villain must die, Hua Yunfei saw that the unscrupulous Taoist had followed him with a frown.

The stone platform towers into the clouds, almost touching the dome. It took people a while to climb to the top.

Wherever you look, three figures are fighting together. Two tall figures in black (cifh) robes were frantically attacking a bearded monk dressed as a Confucian scholar in the middle.

The long-bearded monk is the most powerful and should be the Netherworld Saint stationed here, but the situation is not optimistic.

Every time he took action, although he was full of momentum, his face showed a bitter look. All three people present could see that his moves were strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and they could only hold on with difficulty.

On the other hand, the two black-robed mausoleum guards were both trained as saint kings, and their moves were swift, fierce, and vicious. The body is surrounded by dark gray gas, and in a blink of an eye, its crimson eyes can be seen, as the death gas has entered the body and turned into a living corpse.

I don't know how long the fight lasted, but one side's true energy was nearly exhausted and the ten directions were continuously supplied.

The two guardians of the tomb can also trigger the death energy between heaven and earth to attack, and the great sage of Netherworld will be surrounded by dangers, and his defeat will be a matter of time.

"How come you three juniors are here? Why don't you retreat quickly and tell the people of the imperial court that something happened in the imperial mausoleum!" Occasionally catching a glimpse of the three people standing on the edge, the Great Sage of Netherworld parried and ordered Hua Yunfei and others. Retreat.

Suddenly, the two tomb guards turned their heads and looked at the three people with old faces and bloody eyes, somewhat out of breath.

However, the offensive of the two tomb guards stopped, and the Great Sage Netherworld had a chance to breathe. He panted heavily and touched his Qiankun bag for a long time, but could not find a Qi-replenishing pill.

The scene was at a stalemate for a moment, and no matter which side the two tomb guards attacked, it would bring devastating consequences.

The Great Sage Netherworld gestured and asked them if they had any qi-replenishing pills. Hua Yunfei and the other three nodded silently, but who could bypass the two saint kings and send the elixir to the hands of the Netherworld Sage.

Ye Futian's face turned green and white. Looking at the two scarred tomb guards, his face suddenly darkened.

At this time, Hua Yunfei, whose eyes were flashing with blue light, also noticed something was wrong. Although he couldn't see clearly inside the Netherworld Saint, he could feel that his vitality had not yet reached the point where the oil was exhausted.

But the play still had to be performed. Hua Yunfei took out a jade bottle and pretended to throw it to the Netherworld Sage.

"Wait a minute!" Ye Futian suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped Hua Huifei's movement: "It's better not to help the evildoer!"