Global Gods: Digital God

Roar!

Without Yang Jin's orders, the Digimon launched their own offensive at the same time when they saw the elves on the other side taking action.

Super flame.

Demon fox flame.

Dragon Flame.

The skills from Greymon, Garurumon, and Gullamon were released by them. The three types of flames entangled each other in mid-air, forming a wave of flames that surged toward the elves.

Rumble......

A chaotic energy storm formed on the battlefield, and the flames were everywhere but none of them fell on the elves.

Similarly, the wind magic arrows used as the first move by the elves did not harm any Digimon.

This first wave of offensive was equally divided between the two sides.

"kill!"

Five thousand elves among the elves roared angrily, their bodies had magical fluctuations, and then they transformed into huge black bears.

They have a very nice name: Druid.

"call."

Seeing this, Yang Jin opened the teleporters in the Digital God Realm, and a large number of Digimon such as Greymon, EarthGreymon, Guramon, Garurumon, Leomon, etc. were summoned.

The number of Digimon has also reached 20,000 from the previous four thousand.

"Roar!"

The summoned Digimon looked very excited, and started howling like ghosts one by one, but soon they fell into the battle.

"So they are your support. Are a mere 20,000 beasts worthy of competing with us elves?"

The Elf Demigod looked at the new Digimon on the ground and curled its lips in disdain. As it just said, it didn't think Digimon would be the opponents of the Elf at all.

As an advanced race of elves, even in this elven kingdom that has not yet grown up, its combat effectiveness is not comparable to that of some ordinary races.

"hehe."

When Yang Jin heard this, his face was not angry. He smiled noncommittally and stared at the elf demigod in front of him.

He still has some understanding of the combat power of mature Digimon.

Many mature Digimon that have reached level 40 are fully capable of competing against the fifth-level race, not to mention that only a very small number of units of this elven race have reached the fifth level.

If only races from both sides participate in the war, then victory will definitely belong to him.

"kill!"

"Thunder clouds."

"Beast King Fist."

Digimon and elves have been completely mixed together.

The five thousand druids who had transformed into black bears were at the forefront of the elves, fighting each other with Digimon such as Greymon, EarthGreymon, and Gramon.

And on the flanks outside the main battlefield.

Garurumon, Foxmon, Wizardmon, Leomon and other Digimon broke into pieces and broke into the rear of the elves, causing chaos.

Both sides suffered casualties, but there was a steady stream of elves rushing to the battlefield from the direction of the Elf Kingdom to support them.

From a scene perspective, the elves have many advantages.

Seeing this situation, the elves and demigods raised the corners of their mouths slightly. Sure enough, how could these beasts be the opponents of these noble elves?

"Let's go, leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Too many deaths in the family members is a huge loss to me and to you. Why fight until both sides suffer?"

Words of comfort floated out of his mouth again.

After seeing the gap between the two sides, this heretic god should be able to leave now, right?

"This is just what you think is a lose-lose situation. In fact, I think the winner of this battle will only be me and my family."

Hearing Yang Jin's obviously unsophisticated answer, the elf demigod finally lost his last patience.

"If you don't overestimate your own abilities, just die."

The moment the elf demigod's words rang out, his entire body retreated gracefully, and a large bow exuding a natural aura was already in his hand.

He bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and with a snap, the sound of breaking wind rang in his ears, and the arrow hit Yang Jin's position like a meteor.

"Finally I couldn't bear it anymore!"

Yang Jin had been watching the movements of this elf demigod. The moment he retreated, his body was surrounded by blue flame dragons.

It is the ultimate move from the nine-tailed beast: Fox Flame Dragon.

go.

With a thought, the little dragon condensed with blue flames soared into the sky and collided with the magic arrows shot by the elven demigods.

boom……

The blue flame dragon formed by the flames spread out in all directions and fell to the ground like a goddess scattering flowers. The fox flame dragon was defeated in the duel just now.

call out.

The magic arrow that defeated the Fox Flame Dragon was still shot towards Yang Jin's position, but the arrow that had lost most of its power was easily erased by Yang Jin.

"It seems you are nothing more than that!"

A sarcastic smile sounded from a distance, and the Elf Demigod had once again pulled out a magic arrow, causing terrifying fluctuations.

This arrow will be more difficult to deal with than the previous one.

"Demon Sealing Arrow!"

Wow...

An arrow was shot, and the energy between heaven and earth was injected into it crazily. The arrow that was originally only the size of an arm grew into a giant arrow in a few breaths.

Wu Xiangjian had already appeared in front of Yang Jin.

"Is there a locking effect?"

Yang Jin stepped back quickly, but the arrows kept pursuing him and continued to absorb the energy of heaven and earth to strengthen his body.

run?

Can you run away?

The Elf Demigod who was watching this scene sneered, pulled the bow and arrow again, aimed at Yang Jin's position, input divine power into it, and poured down the rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun.

Being able to kill the White Ape Demigod and the Goblin Demigod successively is enough to show that the heretic god in front of him is extraordinary.

He doesn't want to capsize in the gutter.

After finding that he couldn't hide, Yang Jin stopped, the divine fire in his mind swayed, ten points of divine power burned instantly, and powerful divine power filled his body.

"Beast King Fist."

The Beast King Fist with ten points of divine power and five times the amplification was swung out from Yang Jin's right arm.

The brilliant golden light bloomed, and at this moment, he was like a small sun.

Bang!

Rumble...

With a punch, the giant arrow in front of him broke into pieces.

But this punch only used one-third of the energy, carrying the remaining power, Yang Jin smashed towards the position where the Elf Demigod was.

Crack, crack.

Under this punch, the rain of arrows along the way was as weak as a piece of white paper, and it broke at the touch, without even a chance to block him for half a second.

"It's really hard to deal with."

Seeing the commotion caused by Yang Jin, the elven demigod put away his bow and arrows and took out an elven long sword instead.

This is not an ordinary elven long sword.

It is the main weapon used by a true god of the elven race, and the breath of the true god is still left on it.