In the realm of the Dread Lord.

The Blood God was breathing heavily, his fists already stained with blood.

"As expected of the master of fear, even if you are seriously injured, you are so difficult to deal with in this divine realm!"

He has been trapped here by the Dread Lord for three days and three nights.

The flow of time here was modified by the Dread Lord. He didn't know how much time had passed outside.

The Blood God is not weak, at least his status is no worse than that of the Dread Lord.

However, his ability is biased toward the auxiliary type. It is an inevitable result that the two gods collided and he was firmly suppressed.

"Blood God, take a rest, you can't break my divine realm." The Dread Lord said lazily as he lay in the black sea.

During these three days, the Dread Lord did not make any move, and just watched the Blood God attack crazily for three days.

However, it has not been broken until now!

This can't help but make the Blood God's mentality collapse a little!

"Laver, have you had enough fun? How long has it been outside now?"

The Blood God rushed to the Dread Lord, grabbed his purple robe, and asked loudly.

The Dread Lord showed no fear at all. He tapped his knuckles and replied.

"I don't know either. Your divine realm is also wrapped up outside. I don't know more than you now!"

"you!!!"

The Blood God felt like he was about to vomit blood because of the seaweed in front of him.

The other party always looks indifferent and does not realize the seriousness of the problem at all!

The reason why he was so anxious was that he was worried about the safety of the creatures in the lower world.

The most important thing is to worry about the other person's life.

Not only did the Dread Lord secretly lend his power to the Wither King, but now he also let him wreak havoc in the lower world.

This is no longer testing the rules, this is already treating the rules as nonsense.

If the situation is serious and the rules impose a heavenly punishment, even the notch who made the rules may not be able to protect the Dread Lord!

After the Blood God finished speaking, his eyes brightened with white light, and he punched the Dread Lord with an angry roar.

The Dreadlord fell to the ground in pain, but did not fight back.

For a moment, the black ocean was eerily quiet...

After a long time, the Blood God said again with some tears in his eyes.

"To be honest, we have known each other for so many years, and I really can't bear to see you go to the abyss. Stop it! Laver! Even if I am a friend... please!"

The Dread Lord looked at the blood-god's tearful eyes. There was no joy or sadness on his face, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking in his heart.

After a long time, he seemed to be awakened by the punch of the Blood God, he smiled and said.

"Okay, let's go out!"

"ah?"

The Blood God was a little confused, so he agreed? It's that simple?

If I had known that I could get out with just one punch, I wouldn't have foolishly attacked God's Domain.

"Are you sure?" The Blood God looked strangely and asked.

"If you don't want to leave, then let's stay here." The Dread Lord gestured to lie down on the sea again.

"Let's go! Just think about it and stop before it's too late! Hahaha."

The Blood God was overjoyed and raised his hand to take back his divine domain. As a brother, it was not easy for him to help in this way. The other party still had some conscience!

"Let's go! My divine realm has been taken back. You should be able to sense the outside world now."

The Dread Lord closed his eyes and smiled, "Yeah! That's it!"

After saying that, his figure flashed for a while and then disappeared.

Then... there is no more!

"ah?"

The Blood God's eyes widened when he saw that he was still in the opponent's divine domain, a little unbelievable!

"Hey! Laver, you can't do this... We are such strong buddies, we don't want to play this kind of tricks, please let me out!"

Brother, I will connect my heart with you, and you will use your brain with me, brother!

OK OK! Play like this, right?

"Laver, I fuck you big ****!"

"*#%@......¥......"

"Ah ah ah!!! Let me out!!! (broken sound)"

The Dread Lord returned to the lower realm with a smile on his face and completely ignored the Blood God's curse.

Let the other person out? Are you kidding me? The last step is now. Even if the Blood God hates him to death, he still has to make him lose the ability to cause trouble!

"The Wither King is dead now!"

Thinking of this, he simply stopped caring about the Blood God, his eyes lit up with white light, and he began to observe the battle situation!

After a long time, the Dread Lord narrowed his eyes and looked a little unhappy.

"How come you are just at the peak of the first level? There is something wrong with the level!!?"

He had already calculated all the details before. As long as Wu Nian's strength reached the second level, he could use his purple robe to kill the Withering King's consciousness with an extremely weak advantage.

Of course, Wu Nian himself would also run out of gas, and this was the effect he wanted.

However, the reality is that Wu Nian only has the peak strength of the first level, which is still a little short of the second level!

"No, the time is right, and Wu Nian's upgrade speed is also right, but I ignored one variable, and that is Ji Xin's influence on Wu Nian!!!"

The Dread Lord paced back and forth, as if he had figured out the key.

It seems that Ji Xin's luck was too strong, which suppressed Wu Nian to a certain extent and competed for some experience resources. This makes Wu Nian unable to break through to the second level!

That makes sense!

The Dread Lord was very convinced of his idea, but he somehow overlooked that Chu Ling'er was actually an extremely important variable!

"Forget it, my mortal body, then I will help you again!"

"If I screw up again this time, I'm going to kill someone!"

After saying that, he stretched out his right hand and injected a little energy into his purple robe!

The spiritual world of the Wither King!

It's a vast expanse of white, nothing.

The comatose Wither Xiaoke is suspended in the air, his body constantly emitting white light, supporting the entire spiritual world.

Wu Nian, who is wearing a purple robe, is fighting with the Withering King. You punch and I kick.

There are no extra moves or tricks.

Here, the size of the Wither King is not that huge, and is the same as an ordinary Wither.

However, the consciousness of the Withering King was at the fourth level of combat power after all, and it almost overwhelmed Wu Nian, who was at the peak of the first level, unable to breathe.

"So what if waste has invaded my consciousness? Waste is waste after all."

A trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the Wither King, and he kept using the power of wither to erode the opponent's body, trying to refine the opponent's consciousness.

Wu Nian screamed in pain, the pain of scraping skin and flesh reappeared, and his entire consciousness was in danger.

He looked up at the Withered Little Ke floating in the air.

That is not a conscious body, the other party is a real entity. Because of his consciousness obstruction, the Withering King has not been able to truly refine Xiaoke.

"No! I can't die yet! Outside are the people I respect the most, and inside are the people I love the most. No matter what this battle is about, I can't lose!"

Click!

There was a sound of bone cracking. Wu Nian directly blocked one arm and got rid of the Wither King's control. He grabbed the opponent's skull with his left hand and hit it hard on the white ground.

This time it was the Wither King who screamed.

Reality--

Because of the addition of the Obsidian Dragon, the battle is gradually approaching a balance.

The Wither King was beaten back and forth by Ji Xin, Wu Nian, and the Barbarian General.

Whenever he was about to kill, Wu Nian's consciousness would always pop up and take over.

He still hasn't figured out why it turned out to be like this when it was originally a one-sided massacre.

Ji Xin controlled the dragon to hover in the air.

Release some obsidian breath from time to time to attack the Wither King from a distance.

But - this kind of attack can only cause moderate damage.

The giant dragon composed of one thousand and one obsidian puppets, its strength is infinitely close to the demigod level, and even worse than the current barbarian generals.

The most fatal flaw is that with Ji Xin's current strength, controlling the obsidian dragon for an hour is already overwhelming.

This was accomplished with the assistance of Withering Storm!

"It's difficult! The realm of true gods is indeed extraordinary!"

Ji Xin's heart beat. Forty minutes had passed. He had to find another way!

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