Seal of God: Crossing the Snake Demon God, Devouring Evolution

In an instant, dozens of majestic auras burst out from every corner of the arena like surging waves, sweeping across the sky in an instant with overwhelming force.

If it were a battle between ordinary ninth-level strongmen, even if they were extremely powerful, they could only cause a few waves at most, and it would be impossible to cause such a huge storm.

However, those who stepped into the battlefield this time were sixty-eight ninth-level warriors who stood at the pinnacle of the Temple Alliance!
Each of them is like an active volcano that may erupt at any time, accumulating endless power.

At this moment, their spiritual powers were powerful and vast, and at the moment of collision, they erupted with a force that could destroy the world.

The moment this power was released, the entire world was eclipsed.

The space was like fragile glass, vibrating violently under the impact of this terrifying force.

Visible cracks in space spread rapidly like a hideous spider web. Each crack exuded a chilling aura, as if it would devour everything around it at any time.

On the Knights Templar side, the two thrones of divine seals stood proudly above the sky, as if ancient gods had descended.

They were emitting powerful colorful divine light all around them, which was so dazzling that it seemed to illuminate the entire dark world again.

The power of the artifact fluctuated like a surging tide, spreading out one after another. Every wave contained terrifying power, as if a slight touch could raze a mountain to the ground.

The other eight people, except Yang Haoyu, are all ninth-level warriors wearing refined gold-based battle armor.

The refined gold-based battle armor was made of rare refined gold. Every piece of armor plate sparkled with the unique luster of metal and sparkled in the sun.

Although they did not possess any divine weapons, their epic equipment also gave off a powerful aura. They stood under the throne of the divine seal, like loyal guards, exuding an aura that no one dared to underestimate.

On the side of the Magic Temple, Li Zhengzhi is the leader.

He was like the king of the magic world, wearing two artifact-level equipment.

These two artifacts, one is a staff that shines with mysterious blue light, every time it is waved, it can stir up a blue magic storm;

The other was a robe emitting golden light. The runes on the robe were faintly visible, as if telling an ancient magic spell.

The two artifacts echoed each other, releasing a mysterious and powerful aura.

Under his leadership, the magicians of the Magic Temple were like a group of lively elves, with their staffs flashing with various colors of light.

The spells appeared and disappeared in the air. They seemed to have life, interweaving and entangled with each other, as if ready to release devastating magic at any time.

Although this was a team battle, the battlefield did not appear chaotic.

Tracing back to the roots, the six holy temples were naturally divided into two major camps in the long-term open and covert struggles and interest games.

The Knights Templar, Assassins Templar and Priests Templar, because of similar ideals and related interests, join hands and form a side.

The knights are clad in heavy armor and hold sharp blades, like a solid fortress; the assassins are ghostly, like apparitions in the dark night; the priests are compassionate and protect their teammates with holy light.

The Magic Temple combines with the Warrior Temple and the Soul Temple to form the other side. The magicians control the power of elements and call the wind and rain; the warriors charge into battle with strong physiques and fearless courage; the strong men of the Soul Temple control the mysterious power of the soul, making it hard to defend against.

At this moment, both camps were ready for battle, and a massive team showdown began.

Surprisingly, in this team battle, the six major temples tacitly agreed to target the Ragnarok Demon Hunters.

The Ragnarok Demon Hunter Group had less than ten members, and from the very beginning, they were clearly at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

But even so, no one dared to look down on them.

Both Yating and Caier possess great powers.

What's more, their team also has An Lan, a legendary figure who is recognized as the number one person in the Temple Alliance today.

An Lan, like a bright star, shines the brightest light in the sky of the Temple Alliance.

Everyone knew that if they didn't work together to deal with An Lan, they would have no chance of winning this team competition.

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Knights' Temple and the Magic Temple led the strong men from the other four temples, and like a surging tide, launched a fierce attack on the Ragnarok Demon Hunters.

The overwhelming spiritual power fluctuations swept in like a storm. Wherever it went, the air seemed to be ignited, making a sizzling sound.

The hot breath hits you in the face, making you feel like you are in a sea of ​​fire.

This sudden attack surprised everyone in the Ragnarok Demon Hunter Group except An Lan.

Although An Lan had made similar speculations yesterday, they still felt tremendous pressure when they were faced with this overwhelming attack.

After all, this is the six major temples joining forces, which is almost equivalent to the Ragnarok Demon Hunters fighting against the entire Temple Alliance on their own.

Witnessing this scene, Chen Zidian, the referee, couldn't help but frown.

The attack was too obviously targeted, and he sighed inwardly.

Although Chen Zidian was well aware of An Lan's extraordinary strength, he still couldn't help feeling a little worried when facing the siege of so many top experts.

He clenched his fists and silently cheered for An Lan in his heart.

Everyone from the Demon God's Fall Demon Hunting Group and the Proud Nine Heavens Demon Hunting Group all had solemn expressions on their faces at this moment.

Their eyes were fixed on An Lan, their hearts filled with curiosity and anticipation.

They knew very well that every move made by An Lan could change the direction of the battle.

Under the gaze of everyone, the siege of sixty top alliance warriors intensified, the terrifying spiritual energy raged, the surrounding space began to collapse, and black space cracks continued to appear, as if to swallow everything.

This terrifying aura, like a turbulent undercurrent, spread to far, far places, attracting countless people to watch and worry about this thrilling battle.

And An Lan, at this moment, stood quietly in front of the Ragnarok Demon Hunter Group. His eyes were firm and confident, as if everything in front of him was under his control.

He raised his head slightly, glanced at the enemies around him, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Boss, what should we do?" Yi Jun shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice sounding a little hoarse in the noisy battlefield.

Cai'er didn't hesitate at all. A trace of determination flashed across her cold face, and she instantly summoned the Grim Reaper's scythe.

In an instant, a huge and cold murderous intent centered on her and swept over like a surging tide.

This murderous intent contains her deep hatred for the enemy and her firm determination to protect her companions.

However, when this murderous intent collided with the overwhelming enemy spiritual power that was like a torrent of steel, it was as if it had fallen into an endless ocean.

The enemy's spiritual power was too overwhelming and could only stir up a few insignificant waves, which were soon ruthlessly submerged.

At the same time, Chen Ying'er also quickly activated the Soul Cloth on her body. This Soul Cloth was like a treasure from a mysterious ancient time, emitting a deep light.

It has an extraordinary origin, and was carefully refined from the inner elixirs of one hundred and eight ninth-level psychics in the Soul Temple.

These inner elixirs contain the spiritual power and wisdom of those psychics throughout their lives.

In battle, it can provide Chen Ying'er with up to 1.08 million internal spiritual power support, like an inexhaustible treasure trove of spiritual power.

It is no exaggeration to say that when it comes to sustained combat capability, Chen Ying'er is second only to An Lan in the Ragnarok Demon Hunter Group.

However, this soul armor has a limitation: the spiritual power Chen Ying'er uses each time cannot exceed her own spiritual power limit.

For example, at the moment Chen Ying'er's internal spiritual power is only 260,000, so the upper limit of the spiritual power she can use is also only 260,000.

Only when this part of spiritual power is exhausted can a second extraction be carried out.

Of course, for Chen Ying'er, this restriction is not too strict.

She knew very well that her physical body could not withstand the terrifying impact of 1.08 million spiritual powers. That force was enough to tear her body apart in an instant and turn it into a blood mist.

The members of the Ragnarok Demon Hunters have already dressed in neat epic equipment and are ready for the battle.

However, An Lan's next move made everyone stunned.

I saw him slowly raising his right hand. That hand was white and slender, yet full of power.

In the palm of his hand, a golden seven-story tower slowly emerged.

The small tower is surrounded by brilliant nine-color light, which is like a dream and is a noble color unique to super artifacts.

This light combines the seven purest colors in the world, plus two mysterious colors, as if it is the reappearance of the light at the birth of the universe.

The small tower exudes a mysterious and powerful aura, as if telling the mysteries of the universe. Every fluctuation of the aura can make the surrounding space tremble slightly.

An Lan was facing the fierce combined attack of sixty ninth-rank warriors from the six holy temples of the alliance, but his handsome face was as calm as an ancient well, without the slightest ripple.

His eyes were deep and firm, as if the storm before him was just an illusory dream and he treated it as a passing cloud.

Since the five holy temples have united as one and are determined to fight to the death, An Lan naturally no longer holds back and decides to use the most powerful means to deal a heavy blow to the enemy.

In an instant, the Tower of Eternity in his palm spun rapidly and flew out.

The small tower continued to grow in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant nine-colored tower that was three hundred feet high.

The tower stands tall and majestic, as if it will pierce through the sky and reach the end of the universe.

It exudes a terrifying aura, as if it is a god descended from ancient mythology with the mission of judging all evil in the world.

The huge body of the Tower of Eternity, with its earth-shattering might, came down from the sky.

For a moment, the strong men from the five holy temples only felt an invisible terrifying force rushing towards them, and everyone was shocked at the same time, as if they were being pressed down by an invisible mountain.

Their bodies seemed to be imprisoned by a mysterious force, unable to move, and firmly bound in place.

And those powerful attacks that had erupted before disappeared in an instant under this terrifying pressure, as if they had never appeared.

For a long time, humans have been unable to overthrow the brutal rule of the demons. The most fundamental reason is that the demons have the Demon King.

He is an almighty and invincible being, like an insurmountable mountain, standing in the way of human progress.

Among humans, there is no one who can compete with him. The Demon King's spiritual power has already reached the million level, and he is a real demigod-level strongman.

Not only that, he also controls the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Pillar whose power reaches the level of a super artifact.

The Demonic Dragon Pillar exuded a dark and evil aura, and every time it was swung, it would cause the sky and earth to change color and the mountains and rivers to shatter.

Such a powerful force always makes humans fall into deep despair when facing demons, and they don’t know how to resist.

Even if we unite the strongest people in the entire human race to besiege the Demon King together, it will be extremely difficult to actually kill him.

Just like the battlefield at this moment, the masters of the six holy temples were attacking with all their might. The terrifying power even caused cracks to appear in the space. Shocking black cracks were like hideous scars, covering the entire sky.

However, An Lan relied on his absolutely invincible strength and suppressed all of this with the Tower of Aion.

The great men from the Demon God's Fall Demon Hunting Group and the Proud Nine Heavens Demon Hunting Group witnessed this scene, and their hearts were filled with excitement, with blood boiling in their veins.

Their eyes sparkled with excitement and awe, as if they saw a new legend being born.

An Lan's strong and shocking performance made a glimmer of hope flash in their eyes.

In their minds, the shadow of the Demon Emperor emerged involuntarily.

Apart from the Demon King, who else can possess such devastating power and do all this?
In An Lan, they truly saw two words - hope.

That’s right, An Lan has shouldered the great hope of reviving mankind.

During this long six thousand years of darkness, humans suffered from the bullying and oppression of the demons and lived in dire straits.

Countless families were torn apart and countless lives were lost under the iron hoof of the demons.

Now, everyone firmly believes that only An Lan can lead mankind through the darkness, towards the ultimate light, and end these six thousand years of suffering.

He will become the greatest hero in human history and will be remembered by generations to come. His name will shine forever like a bright star in the long river of human history.

High in the sky, the three hundred feet high Tower of Eternity is surrounded by mysterious and ancient runes. These runes emit a deep light, as if telling the secret of the birth of the universe.

It was like a god that had come from the ancient Hongmeng era across endless time, slowly pressing down from the sky with a majestic momentum of destroying the world like the creation of the world.

As the tower gradually approached, the pressure it exuded was like a surging, never-ending tide, one wave stronger than the other, growing uninterruptedly.

The powerful men from the five holy temples who were shrouded in the shadow of the tower looked as if their faces were frozen by frost, so tense that there was not a single crack.

Their expressions were as solemn as the dark and gloomy sky before a storm, as if it was going to swallow up everything in the world.

They planned carefully before the war, thinking that with everyone's joint efforts, they would be invincible.

But reality was like a heavy hammer, completely shattering their fantasy. They could never have imagined that such a careful plan and all-out attack would be suppressed by An Lan in an instant.

This result was like a bolt from the blue, hitting their hearts hard, filling them with shock and fear, and they were unable to recover for a long time. (End of this chapter)