As a god, his body can basically change at will. Take the Patriarch's case. Even if most of his body collapses, as long as the origin is not destroyed, he will soon be able to derive a new body.

So for the Patriarch to Judgment, losing two legs is not a big harm.

However, just as his legs were born again, the dark red blood stain slowly condensed into a figure.

The figure of the Blood Moon Sacrifice!

At this time, the Blood Moon Sacrifice looked even more ugly, and the red light on her body made her look more ferocious.

Although the Patriarch suffered a loss, the Blood Moon Saint did not take much advantage.

"Blood Moon Sacrifice, you can't take advantage of me." The Patriarch of the Judgment seemed very calm at this time. He looked at the Blood Moon Sacrifice, with a hint of sadness and pity in his voice: "It's not too late for you to leave now."

Faced with the words of the Patriarch of Judgment, a sneer appeared on the face of the Blood Moon Saint.

"Do you remember the verdict of sacrifice? One hundred and fifty years ago, when your fleet of the Holy Tianluo Empire just entered the Southern Continent, you directly chased me for three thousand miles."

"It's ridiculous if you say mercy to me at this moment!"

The face of the Judgment Saint suddenly became extremely ugly. Although the Blood Moon Saint had good cultivation, the Judgment Saint did not place the other party in the same position as him.

But now, my kind words of advice have made the other party more difficult.

"Strange, do you really think I can't kill you?" As he spoke, a dark short sword appeared in the hands of the judging priest.

The short sword is not long, like a cross, but the verdict sacrifice holding the short sword gives people a magnificent power.

The Blood Moon Priest smiled and said, "The Dagger of Judgment is really not very innovative."

"I admit that I can't stop the dagger of verdict, but you can't kill me either."

As he spoke, the body of the Blood Moon Saint turned into dark red blood again, and instantly dispersed in all directions.

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the Prisoner's Sacrifice. He knew that each of these dirty blood had all the memories of the Blood Moon Sacrifice. As long as the Blood Moon Sacrifice is willing, every drop can become a real Blood Moon Sacrifice.

"cut!"

The Judgment Priest waved the Judgment Dagger in his hand and slashed heavily at a phantom. And the moment the dagger fell, a drop of dirty blood directly turned into ashes.

However, just as the dagger of the judgment was swung, the body of the judgment priest turned into a dark black thunder and rushed towards the direction of the altar.

But the moment he rushed out, the dirty blood that had already dispersed condensed into the figure of the Blood Moon Saint again, blocking him.

"I want to leave? This is not possible." The voice of the Blood Moon Sacrifice was soft, but in this softness, it had a rude meaning.

Just as the moment when the judging sacrifice was angry, he saw a gray feather falling from the void towards the bottom of the altar.

The gray feathers are very small, but very dense. At the moment when the gray feathers fall, the Patriarch feels a breath of nirvana.

This kind of nirvana seems to kill all living beings.

Qin Nan has been paying close attention to the battle between the Patriarch and the Blood Moon Sacrifice, but he did not help.

He knew very well that whether it was the Blood Moon Sacrifice or the Patriarch of the Decision, they were just pawns, and the battle had just begun.

From the battle between these two people, Qin Nan also realized one thing, that is, he was just a chess piece in this battle.

Although Patriarch Alivus made a lot of promises, if he died here, he would probably not be able to get any of these promises.

I am just a helper!

Qin Nan still did not move with the whereabouts of the gray feathers. He wanted to see what methods Alexus was going to use to deal with such difficult means.

"court death!"

The deep shout implies the anger of thunder. In this deep shout, countless thunders evolved into a pool of thunder in the void, rushing straight towards the gray feathers.

When the gray feathers fall over the thunder pool, they will be shattered directly into the void by the blast of thunder. This collision makes people feel a little scary from the heart.

Thunder roared, the sky and the earth trembled!

Although the gray feathers were shattering, the gray feathers were still falling. However, as the gray feathers were shattering, Qin Nan saw a huge feather dragon floating in the void in the middle of the endless sky.

This is a feather dragon with half of its head missing!

Because he did not activate the angel battle puppet, Qin Nan felt like he wanted to lose control in his body when he discovered this feather dragon.

Although Qin Nan had already confirmed that this strange feather dragon had taken action, his performance still made people feel a little frightened from his heart.

"This is the dark feathered dragon from the Southern Continent!" someone said in a deep voice not far from Qin Nan.

Hearing this voice, Qin Nan focused on the speaker. This was a Thunder Pastor in his forties. He was originally praying, but his eyes were filled with horror.

"The gray feathered dragon is a god believed in by more than a dozen indigenous tribes in the southern continent. Among them, the most famous legend in their area is that this gray feathered dragon brought punishment, making it covered by dark feathers within a radius of thousands of miles overnight."

"And in those covered areas, no one survived, and of course, no creature survived."

As he spoke, the Thunder Pastor's face began to twist, and even a gray look began to appear on his face.

This situation is not a problem in Qin Nan's opinion, but for the sacrifice, it is a threat to death.

Almost immediately, a terror rose in the eyes of the priest, and he shouted loudly: "Save me, Lord Patriarch save me!"

The great patriarch on the platform did not move at all, as if he could not hear these calls for help.

Although some ordinary beings turned their heads to look in the direction of the sacrificial sacrificial, when they saw the gray feathers, their faces became extremely ugly.

It’s not that they refuse to save them, but that they feel that their strength is not enough to let them take action.

In this silence, someone said in a deep voice: "Calm your mind and follow the Patriarch to recite the scriptures."

The middle-aged priest's face changed drastically. He felt that such a way was to make himself seek death, but at this moment, he had no other choice.

Almost resigned to fate, the middle-aged priest began to recite again.

Accompanied by the chanting of scriptures, the gray feathers on the middle-aged priest's face began to dissipate silently, and his hideous expression gradually became calm.

Everything is changing toward the good.

Qin Nan took out the magic mirror. He did not use the angel battle puppet now, so he could not participate in this level of battle at all, and he could not even see through some things.

The magic mirror has no restrictions in this direction.

"My greatest master, you have finally summoned your most loyal subordinates. Please rest assured that once someone dares to provoke you, your humble subordinates will definitely kill them all."

"God blocks the gods, demons blocks the demons..."

The last word of the magic mirror sounded trembling. It had sensed the situation around it and had also seen clearly the object of fighting at this time.

"Great Master, who are you provoking?"

Qin Nan said to the magic mirror: "Who is the priest of the Thunder Church that activates the Thunder Pool?"

"I am really not very familiar with the Thunder Church. According to the people in the Thunder Church, he should be the Patriarch of God's War."

A line of words quickly appeared on the magic mirror. This line of words was not as arrogant as the magic mirror used to chatter, and looked low-key and introverted.

God's Battle of the Patriarch, a god!

According to the sequence, there can be almost seven gods walking in the world in this Thunder Church, and now two of them appear.

"decay!"

The ancient language suddenly sounded from the void. With the sound of this sound, Qin Nan felt a slight decline suddenly appear in his body.

And a little bit of dark gray spots began to appear on my body.

He planned to start urging the divine patterns, flames and space in his heart as soon as possible, and instantly wrapped his body.

The red flames burned the discomfort on his body, and the power of that space took his body and appeared directly in the crack of the space created.

But even so, Qin Nan spent a full minute of hard work to suppress this change.

Qin Nan knew very well that at this time he was affected by the fish in the pond. The power held by this dark feathered dragon was indeed extraordinary.

Just as Qin Nan was thinking, the thunder pool, which was originally filled with the aura of destruction, began to show signs of decline, and many of the gray feathers that were about to be turned into ashes instantly by the power of the thunder pool fell on the thunder pool.

The Thunder Pool slowly turned into a weird object full of dark gray feathers.

Qin Nan was not ready to take action at this time. He felt that the strength of the Thunder Church had not been fully demonstrated. There was no need for him to take action now.

Just when Qin Nan was about to see how the Patriarch of the God War could solve these decadent forces, a deep shout came from the thunder pool. With this deep shout, a figure wrapped in lightning rushed towards the dark feathered dragon in the air.

In his hand, the thunder gun was like lightning, cutting through the sky!

The Patriarch of the God War chose to fight and chose the method he was best at. Qin Nan could not judge whether this choice was right or wrong. After all, everyone has their own way of fighting.
Chapter completed!