"You and me? Can you and me do it?"

Zhao Laomo frowned.

"You have to do it even if you don't..."

Luo Lin said, her brows flashing red, ready for battle.

She was holding on. If she wanted to kill a powerful demigod, how could she not pay the price?

"Old monk, old Xue..."

Zhao Laomo shouted.

"Come and help... Old Leitou, you come too."

Swish, swish, swish...

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai, Sword God Xue Chunqiu, Lei Gong... all came over.

"The powerful demigod...is dead?"

Xue Chunqiu looked at the powerful demigod in a pool of blood, his eyes flashing as he wondered when he could kill the demigod.

"Well, I... watched Luo Lin kill her."

Zhao Laomo nodded. He really wanted to say, 'I killed him,' but no one would believe this awesome boast.

"His spirit is still there, let's kill him together."

Luo Lin stared at the corpse and said solemnly.

"good."

Everyone responded and got ready.

"If you round this up, it counts as killing a demigod, right?"

Zhao Lao Mo thought of something and asked.

"..."

No one paid any attention to Mr. Zhao.

Swish.

The angel's thorn flashed and went straight to the corpse on the ground.

It is difficult for ordinary weapons to damage the soul within the body, but the killing holy weapon Angel Thorn can do it.

Otherwise, she would not have forced that powerful man to flee before.

The angel's thorn penetrated, and a shadow suddenly rose.

boom!

The moment the phantom appeared, attacks from Xue Chunqiu and others came like a violent storm.

"No……"

Reluctantly, a roar of fear rang out. Even if he was a strong demigod, he could not withstand so many attacks.

In an instant, the soul was torn apart.

At the moment of tearing, the rules of heaven and earth came, and the soul completely disappeared.

"died……"

Luo Lin breathed a sigh of relief, swayed a few times and almost fell down.

She couldn't bear it anymore, so she killed the giant first, and then the demigod... If it weren't for the blood crystal of the Blood Ancestor, she might have fallen long ago.

"Where's Xiao Chen?"

Xue Chunqiu asked.

"My third brother went to Guangming Mountain..."

Zhao Laomo lowered his voice and quickly explained the matter of the Holy See's creation of gods.

The people here are all the most trustworthy people, so there is no need to hide it.

After hearing what Old Demon Zhao said, everyone's expressions changed slightly and they looked towards the Guangming Mountain.

Can Xiao Chen do it alone against two powerful demigods?

"Don't worry, don't you think there is one person missing today?"

Zhao Laomo looked at their reactions and said.

"Old patriarch?"

Everyone looked at each other, thought of something, and asked.

"Yes, the old werewolf has been staying in the third brother's bone ring."

Zhao Laomo nodded.

"Two demigods, one for him and the third brother, just right."

"Xiao Chen was seriously injured..."

Rowling was still a little worried.

"Don't worry, my third brother is blessed with great fortune, he will be fine."

Zhao Laomo smiled.

"Besides, there's no point worrying, we can't get in at all..."

"Um."

Luo Lin nodded, indeed, they were worried that they wouldn't be able to get in.

"Keep on killing. In this battle, the Holy See of Light must be destroyed."

Zhao Laomo said and killed him.

He has recovered a lot and is ready to fight.

Soon, he killed two top strong men... That's right, he didn't plan to kill any more giants. In his current state, killing giants and strong men was very unstable, and he might risk his life.

Therefore, he targeted the top strong men, and it was much easier to kill him, mainly because of... safety.

He doesn't think at all that there is anything wrong with using a giant's strength to bully the top powerhouses. Whoever kills whom is his own skill.

Xue Chunqiu and others also rushed out one after another.

As each of these people killed their powerful enemies, the advantage of the alliance army became even greater.

The strong men of the Holy See of Light were either dead or seriously injured, and they were struggling to hold on.

"God of Light, please give me strength!"

Someone yelled, and a light rose.

"Don't bother your God of Light, how can he care about you now..."

Amos said, waving his claws to cover the powerful enemy.

"It's over, they're all over..."

Click...

The sound of breaking bones sounded.

"God of Light, please give me strength..."

Such sounds rang out from many places on the battlefield.

This is enough to prove that they can't hold on anymore.

This is their trump card, a trump card that cannot be used except in critical moments.

In the distant horizon, several gods from the Holy See of Light also noticed the situation in the City of Light.

Their expressions changed. Are they going to lose?

Why haven't Senior and the others come out yet?

Logically speaking, Senior and the others should have come out.

Have they all failed?

At least one can succeed, right?

They wanted to go back to the City of Light, but they were all stopped.

"It's not over yet, where are we going?"

The Elf King looked at his opponent and said calmly.

There was an additional wound on his shoulder, but no blood flowed out.

As for his opponent, there was a blood hole in his abdomen... There was white light flowing, but there was no blood dripping.
To be continued...