The momentum of the two armies formed a strong contrast. The human army was cheering and cheering. On the other hand, some people on the Wuling tribe began to lose their heads. Even the seventh-level warriors were defeated, so how could they fight?

"Sir, this..." Fat Fox Military Advisor was a little unbelievable at what he was seeing. The body of the God Lord of the Witch Spirit Clan was actually defeated by the body of the Human Clan's Virtual Martial Arts?

It took a while for the person in charge of the Wuling Clan to come back to his senses. He shook his head vigorously and said, "Impossible. How could the body of the God Lord of our clan be defeated like this? Absolutely impossible!"

But no matter how much they didn't believe it, the scene before them was actually happening. The body of the God of the Witch Spirit Clan, a seventh-level strong man, would be defeated miserably at the hands of the human race!?

Among the human army, Gongsun Jing seemed a little unbelievable that the body of the God Lord of the Wuling Clan was defeated like this? That was the body of the God Lord, not a cat or a dog, let alone a seventh-level strong man, how could it be so easy?

Defeated?

"Hey, why are you thinking so much? Anyway, Feng Xiaozi won!" Long Yueguan laughed loudly. Xiao Qingmeng next to her was so happy that she clenched her pink fists tightly in Qiong Ling'er's arms and shouted: "

Dad, come on!"

Compared with the excitement of the human army, Feng Hao, as the person involved, still frowned. He was aware that something was wrong. The opponent was a god after all. If he was defeated so easily, it would be too unbearable.

Hit it?

"He's fine."

Suddenly, Leng Yusen and Zu Ying blurted out at the same time. At this time, Feng Hao's face suddenly changed in mid-air, and he lowered his gaze to the place where the masked man fell.

There he felt a breath gradually rising, as if a demon had broken free from its confinement and was about to be born.

"Despicable human race, I want you all to be buried with me!"

An angry roar rose into the sky, and immediately a black shadow appeared in Feng Hao's sight. The speed of this black shadow was very fast, even a few points faster than his previous speed!

Ran Fenghao did not dare to underestimate the faint light contained in it, and immediately launched the Tiger Running Fist again, colliding with the masked man charging towards him again with a tyrannical attitude.

"Bang"

This time when the two collided, the overwhelming momentum was even more astonishing, and even many strong men from the two armies in the distance couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Feng Hao and the masked man stepped back a few steps in the air at the same time. Feng Hao's face became a little more solemn, and the opponent's strength seemed to have increased a lot.

He raised his head and looked at the masked man opposite. The energy ripple impact just now caused a crack in the mask on his face, starting from the center of his eyebrows, making him look even more terrifying.

"Hey, your mask is broken and you are not willing to take it off. What's wrong? Is it because you are too ugly to be seen by others?" Feng Hao curled his lips and said, although the other party's cultivation level is at the seventh level, it is not...

Invincible.

Hearing Feng Hao's ridicule, the masked man trembled angrily and couldn't even speak. He glared at Feng Hao angrily. After a moment, he slowly said: "It seems that I can't solve you without using real power."

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After the voice fell, regardless of Feng Hao's expression change, he directly put his hand on the cracked mask on his face.

"Each generation of the God Lord of the Witch Spirit Clan will wear a special mask, because the body of the God Lord gives the Witch Spirit Clan more powerful runic power, which is definitely a power you cannot imagine!"

After that, the masked man slowly took off his mask amidst Feng Hao's slightly changed expression, revealing a face that was extremely ugly, no, it was already beyond words to describe it as ugly. If it hadn't been seen with one's own eyes,

Seeing this, Feng Hao would definitely think that the body of the Wuling Clan God Lord in front of him was a living monster!

Seeing the true appearance of the masked man, Feng Hao's mouth twitched slightly. After a while, he said in a wicked way: "I finally understand why you like to wear a mask. It turns out you are too ugly."

The body of the God Lord of the Wuling Clan was so angry that Feng Hao's words trembled all over, and he wished he could kill him immediately. The strong men among the human race also saw his appearance, and they couldn't help but show contempt.

So ugly! It's indescribably ugly. This appearance and facial features can scare people to death. Even Xiao Qingmeng couldn't help but look at Qiong Ling'er's arms after seeing his extremely ugly appearance.

Shrunk.

On the city wall of the Wuling Clan, Fat Fox Military Advisor and the leader of the Wuling Clan could not help but sigh. As the Wuling Clan, they had known this for a long time. The bodies of the gods of each generation of the Wuling Clan,

The appearance is extremely ugly, so they will wear a special mask. Firstly, it can cover up the appearance, and secondly, it is to suppress the fluctuation of rune power in the body. As the divine body of the Witch Spirit Clan, the most powerful one is naturally the rune.

talent!

"Since that gentleman has taken off his mask, it means that he is preparing to use the power of runes. I am afraid that no matter how strong the human race's virtual martial body is, there is no possibility of a comeback!"

The person in charge of the Wuling Clan sighed. As a middle-level member of the entire Wuling Clan, he naturally knows more secrets about the body of the God Lord.

At this time, a strange cyan rune flashed between the masked man's eyebrows, which seemed to contain a strange power that no one could ignore.

"You forced me, everyone who enters the battlefield today will die!" The masked man said ferociously, and combined with his extremely ugly appearance, it was simply terrifying to death.

The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched slightly, but he did not dare to underestimate it. The Wuling Clan had the blessing of rune talents and could exert more powerful power. This could very well become a factor in the battle.

At this time, the cyan rune between the masked man's eyebrows continued to shine, and gradually dense runes appeared all over his body. These runes were intertwined and spread all over his body.

Even the pair of shining gauntlets in his hands are integrated with each other.

Seeing this scene, Feng Hao couldn't help but his face became more solemn. According to his understanding, the power of the runes of the Witch Spirit Clan should not be like this. The body of the God Lord of the Witch Spirit Clan in front of him was very strange.

The next moment, the masked man's eyes suddenly erupted with divine light. His whole person was shrouded in a kind of cyan runes, covering his whole body and wrapping his fists. These runes were flashing non-stop, like a ball of flowing water.

Like blue light.

"Condensate the natal rune for me!"
Chapter completed!