Chapter 147

"Lord God, this victory is decided."

"All races have been killed."

Yan Mei and the others looked excitedly at the race battle below.

With the fall of the last race of the Sky Alliance, this great war between races has come to an end.

Forty thousand wins two hundred and fifty thousand.

This made these gods who followed Nangong Hou extremely excited and excited in their hearts.

"Ready?"

Nangong Hou smiled faintly.

This victory, for him, has long been expected.

Yan Mei and the others glanced at each other, and the trace of excitement and excitement in their hearts was also put down.

It turned into an incomparable solemnity.

There are more than fifty demigods there.

Moreover, they are all high-level demigods, so they can't be careless.

"Let's go."

Nangong Hou carried his hands behind his back and stepped out first.

Mu Gan followed.

All the thirteen gods followed Nangong Hou to Pu Liang's God Domain.

"You really dare to come!"

Pu Liang was the leader, and behind him stood fifty demigods.

"Why don't you dare?"

"Just by your little manpower?"

Nangong Hou smiled gently.

"Did you make a mistake?"

"There are four times as many demigods on my side as on your side!"

"Is it just by you?"

"Ugh!"

Nangong Hou's calm expression angered Pu Liang.

"If numbers can determine a victory."

"Then I probably won't be able to stand here and see how angry and corrupted you are."

Nangong Hou still looked calm.

He is no longer on the same level as these people.

"Haha, good."

"Then I will see who the final victory belongs to!"

"Do it!"

Pu Liang roared.

The power of the Heavenly Soul Card is activated.

At this moment, this piece of God Domain seemed to be blinded by the rules.

Pu Liang and the others, who were originally weak, returned to their peak state.

At the same time, the power enough to destroy one side of heaven and earth erupted.

Colorful, all kinds of terrifying priesthoods erupted at this moment with the most powerful attacks.

Nangong Hou and the others were like a rickety boat, about to be swallowed up by this terrifying attack.

"The Tree Realm has come."

"Hot, stir-fry."

Mugan and Hilton took the lead.

Although it was only two people to shoot.

But the terrifying clerical control makes these two people completely inferior to each other in terms of momentum.

Countless thick trees seemed to appear out of thin air, blocking the front of Nangong Hou and the others.

A huge iron pot that suddenly appeared fell like a lid.

Yan Mei and the others felt this terrifying divine power, and their hearts trembled continuously.

Sure enough, the priesthood control of these two people had been raised to a terrifying level.

Xiao Zhan's brows furrowed.

Just because he doesn't fight doesn't mean he doesn't have pride.

Mu Gan had unknowingly left him far behind.

It should have been a blood-boiling battle.

However, there was no opportunity for him to intervene.

At this moment, he made a decision.

He also wants to become a disciple of Nangong Hou!

Since he was destined to be unable to suppress Wangu in this life, he became the first person.

So why not follow this first person and fight side by side.

It was also an extremely bloody journey to become a god!

Nangong Hou didn't know what Xiao Zhan was thinking, and at this time he slowly stretched out five fingers.

"Broken."

Mugan and Hilton had a high degree of clerical control.

But none of them are particularly powerful attacks on the clergy.

Therefore, in the face of the joint attack of fifty-one high-level demigods, there were still some things that could not be supported.

But Nangong Hou is different.

He's the supreme priesthood!

Eleven clergy fused together!

A force of nature erupted, directly defusing this residual attack.

This was the first time that Yan Mei and the others had experienced the Xeon priesthood up close.

Strong, really strong!

They even felt that their priesthood had a sense of surrender and fear!

"Let's end it."

Nangong Hou shook his head.

The natural world explodes directly.

These fifty-one demigods are my fifty-one priesthoods.

Nangong Hou would not let others kill him.

Therefore, as soon as you make a move, it is your own full strength.

The natural world envelopes them.

Endless attacks arrive.

These demigods only roared madly and constantly resisted, and they were no longer able to fight back at all.

"Space, open it for me."

Pu Liang was like crazy, and he kept roaring out.

He turned out to be a space priest!

Before the countless attacks could get close, they were swallowed into the void space by his spatial power.

"Wonderful."

Nangong Hou stroked his palm and smiled.

Unexpectedly, this Pu Liang gave himself a big gift when he was dying.

If the space priesthood plus the time priesthood is added, it is another supreme priesthood.

And if the time priesthood, he is still two short of synthesis.

At that time, as soon as the time and space priesthood comes out, the true god is definitely not his opponent!

Pu Liang's face was full of anger.

His own spatial priesthood could not penetrate this natural world.

If this continues, sooner or later he will also be consumed to death.

"True Excalibur, give it to me."

The cornered Pu Liang directly shot the sword of the true god in the temple into the air.

The sharp True Excalibur constantly cuts outside the natural world, making a piercing sound.

The natural world is crumbling.

"Lord God, we can't support it soon."

Constantly some gods began to wail and fall.

Although they are also 9-turn demigods, their strength is far less powerful than Pu Liang.

How could the supreme priesthood be a demigod at will, and it could be easily resisted!

Watching his gods fall one after another.

"Ugh!"

Pu Liang let out a low beastly roar.

Snort.

Finally, the natural world was cut apart by the Sword of the True God.

Pu Liang's red eyes held the real artifact in his hand, and his scarlet eyes stared at Nangong Hou deadly.

His gods have all fallen.

These are all his thousands of years of hard work!

How can he not be angry!

"You damn it."

Pu Liang let out a low roar.

A hundred-zhang-long sword radiance swallowed deadly sword qi.

The space is completely cut open at this moment.

"Come on."

Nangong Hou's face was solemn.

A brush flew from his temple into the palm of his hand.

"Broken."

The brush in his hand was written by him with a big broken word.

The power of the true artifact directly exploded.

There was a loud bang.

The entire Divine Domain was filled with scattered sword qi.

This time the collision of the real artifact, neither of the two took advantage.

"Thunder."

Nangong Hou drank lowly.

The pitch-black thunder exploded out of thin air and went straight to Pu Liang.

Vowed to kill him.

"Space."

Pu Liang let out a low roar.

This pitch-black thunder gave him a mortal threat, and he did not dare to relax.

The space seemed to open a huge mouth, directly devouring the thunder.

"This priesthood belongs to me."

Nangong Hou's ghostly figure suddenly appeared from behind Pu Liang.

Shadow Priesthood launched.

The power of 80% control erupts like a mad priesthood.

A punch slammed into Pu Liang's vest.

"How many priesthoods have you mastered!"

Pu Liang roared.

He couldn't stop this punch.

This time, Pu Liang really felt death!