The Mighty Little Shennong

puff……

A strange sound rang out, and the soul-calling flag not only did not break, but instead wrapped around the knife, and continued to roll towards the demon soul.

The demon soul retreated quickly, not daring to be caught by the black flag.

"No, this is the most terrifying magic weapon in the Hunting Temple - the Soul-Calling Banner. Doesn't it mean that the Soul-Calling Banner has been damaged and cannot be used? Why does it appear again now?"

Mo Tuotian's expression changed drastically, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Indeed, the Soul Calling Flag is very famous. It is a flagpole made from the bones of the true god. The flag is made from the skin of the true god. It is immune to all magical powers. It can swallow powerful demon souls and can also deal with powerful giants. It can destroy the souls of giants. Attract it and devour it directly.

The power is only slightly less than the God-Destroying Nail.

The hunting temple has used it to kill too many giants, and it has also hunted many fart gods and small gods.

Because it has swallowed countless souls, its power is becoming more and more terrifying.

Can destroy everything.

Because of its infinitely increased power, it once incurred divine punishment, with divine thunder falling from the sky and blasting the Soul-Calling Banner into pieces.

But now it appears again.

This is an extremely terrifying thing.

If he knew that the master of the Golden Palace had a soul-calling banner, Mo Tuotian would never dare to attack the Hunting Palace.

But now it is difficult to ride a tiger.

The giants of the Qianmen Alliance all turned pale and their aura dropped drastically.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The momentum of the God Hunters surged, and they shouted wildly.

He actually started to counterattack, shooting out soul attacks crazily, and also blasting out magical powers crazily.

Suddenly, the hunting team became a little unable to resist, and people kept dying.

The screams were also extremely shrill.

In just a few breaths, the beast-slaying team suffered heavy losses.

"Gold-eating demonic insect, fusion..."

Mo Zhentian took action immediately. He shouted crazily, and with a thought, thousands of demon insects flew out.

They merged together instantly and turned into a huge gold-eating demonic insect.

Dark gold in color, it exudes a heaven-destroying aura.

The gold-eating demonic insect jumped over, opened its mouth, and swallowed a hunting god team in one bite. Then, together with the demonic soul, it fought against the golden palace master holding the soul-summoning flag.

But still fell behind.

It looks like it won't last long.

The Hunting God Team continued to attack crazily, beating the Beast Slaughter Team to the point where they were on their backs and retreating steadily.

Although the Qianmen Alliance has not yet been defeated. But it has already fallen behind.

The ruin is revealed.

You know, this is still with the help of the formation, if it is a battle outside.

It was definitely a meltdown.

The strength of the Hunting Temple is evident.

"It seems that I still underestimated the Hunting God Sect."

A look of fear appeared on Zhang Bin's face, and without any delay, he immediately came back with the giants of the Hidden Sect Alliance. With a thought in his mind, all the zombie hunting teams were killed.

Overwhelming.

Covered the void.

They also used soul attacks.

The Sky Eye shot out countless scarlet rays, shooting down from a high position and hitting the heads of more than a dozen God Hunters.

The soul attack of more than five million zombies, gathered together, is of course extremely terrifying.

Ahhhh...

A shrill scream sounded.

These members of the God Hunting Team staggered around one by one.

No more attacks can be made.

The beast-slaying team was immediately overjoyed, and they immediately pounced on him.

Cut these dozen hunting god teams into pieces.

"Chi chi chi..."

Zhang Bin did not land with many zombies, so he continued to use his soul attack in the air.

Use this method to support Thousand Doors Alliance.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

Some of the God Hunters also raised their heads and fired extremely terrifying soul attacks at the zombie hunters in the sky.

However, since many zombies are on their heads and feet, it is more difficult to shoot them in the head.

But there were still some zombie hunting teams that were killed and fell like meteorites.

The terrible war broke out completely.

The Hunting Temple fights on both sides, not only having to resist the soul attack from the gods, but also the attack from the beast-slaying team on the ground. Moreover, they are in a large formation.

Therefore, they were instantly at a disadvantage.

Many giants also fell quickly.

However, the master of the Golden Palace fought against the demon souls and gold-eating demon insects with the soul-summoning flag and gained the absolute upper hand.

Moreover, the Golden Palace Master is not afraid of soul attacks from above. Because his soul-summoning flag was flying up and down, covering the sky and the sun, completely covering him, so many soul attacks could not damage the soul-summoning flag at all.

If the master of the Golden Palace kills the demon soul and the gold-eating demon insect, the outcome will be unpredictable.

This battle was far from going as smoothly as Qianmen Alliance and Hidden Sect Alliance expected.

It is not that easy to destroy the Hunting Temple.

The war continues.

The bloody battle is raging.

The number of disciples in the Hunting Temple is decreasing rapidly.

But the hidden giant also suffered huge losses.

Zhang Bin's zombies also suffered too many losses.

After only a few minutes of fighting, more than two million were lost.

"Die..."

The Golden Palace Master yelled crazily, and the flagpole of his Soul-Calling Flag suddenly swept out and hit the gold-eating demonic insect hard on the head.

"squeak……"

The gold-swallowing demonic insect let out an extremely shrill scream, with a big hole opening in its head.

He flew out and hit the ground. He couldn't get up and suffered heavy injuries.

The flagpole is made from the bones of the True God. It is indestructible and extremely powerful.

Can hunt small gods.

Although the Gold-Eating Demonic Insect is the fusion of ten thousand level nine Gold-Eating Demonic Insects, its combat power may not be comparable to that of the Little God.

Naturally, he couldn't resist it either.

"call……"

The master of the Golden Palace waved the soul-calling flag again, and the flag attacked the sky and the earth, and instantly swept away the demon soul's knife. If the demon soul hadn't retreated quickly, the demon soul would have completely fallen.

The Lord of the Golden Palace laughed ferociously, and the Soul-Calling Flag swept out again, instantly enveloping the two beast-slaying teams.

Ahhhh...

With the screams, the souls of six thousand giants were summoned out, and they were swallowed up by the soul summoning flag in an instant.

The Lord of the Golden Palace shook violently, and immediately six thousand corpses fell down and hit the ground with an earth-shaking loud noise.

Such power is simply earth-shattering.

The expressions of Mo Tuotian and Zhong Zhentian changed drastically.

They each took out a terrifying magic weapon. Mo Tuotian's was a giant bronze leg, while Zhong Zhentian's was a blood-red spear. They rushed over and fought against the Golden Palace Master.

The Immortal Demon God and Dao Youtu also pounced.

Holding Sanshenghua and a sharp long sword respectively.

Together with Mototian and Chong Zhentian, they fought a bloody battle against the Lord of the Golden Palace.

The demon soul also rushed to help.

But he was still at a disadvantage and found it difficult to fight.

However, it also restrained the Golden Palace Master, making it difficult for him to deal with the Beast Slaughter Team.

This is really a battle between soldiers and generals.

The killing was extremely crazy and cruel.

After three hours of fighting, the Hunting God team was in disgrace.

It was almost broken up, as most of the members fell and turned into corpses.

There are no more than a hundred people in any hunting team.