Divine Throne of the Starry Sky God Realm

Chapter 367

Seeing that Wen Ting raised his hand and waved, the divine crystal in his hand flew out and landed in the center of the saint clan. Then Wen Ting grasped the palm of his hand, and golden rays of light flew from the divine crystal, shining brightly above his head The scorching sun competed for glory, and endless power was poured into the battle formation, replenishing the power that was lost just now for everyone.

The light of the golden spar dimmed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the light of the protective cover around the battle formation became brighter, but it returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.The energy consumed by the giant spirit gods' attack is fully recovered in an instant.

"Hmph, this treasure is the seventh-grade divine crystal bestowed by Master Gu Lingwei. Now that our holy fighters have fully recovered their fighting power, you are immortal, and you still want to fight with us? Don't dream!"

The old man Nuke gritted his teeth, and everyone in the Giant Spirit God Clan showed ugly expressions on their faces. The scene in front of them was a blow to them too much.

"The bastards of the Saint Clan have too many treasures! The good things that our Giant Spirit God Clan has obtained over the years have all ended up in the pockets of the Saint Clan!"

"Damn it, the point is that all the geniuses of our Giant Spirit God Clan have been tricked into becoming holy blood puppets by them. The strength gap between our two sides is too great!"

"How the hell do you fight? Depressed!"

Wen Ting used such methods decisively, and his heart was bleeding. "The majestic seventh-grade divine crystal! Master Treasure of this level only gave me a piece! But if you can get them all off, it's still worth using this!" It counted on the Giant Spirit God Clan.

When he spoke again, the word "go" was already on his lips, and the old man Nuke yelled again: "I've said it all, none of you want to leave! The giant spirit gods and your saints are destined to die each other today The last person to leave!"

"Then you can fucking keep us! You can break our magic circle! Just talk without practice, when did the giant spirit gods become the heroes of the mouth!"

Wen Ting had an ugly expression, as if he was upset after eating a fly.

Nuke was not in a hurry to talk to him, but instead looked at Wang Yuanyuan who had just returned, with a hint of warmth in his eyes.

"Grandpa Nuck!"

"Hmm! Good boy, Yuanyuan, are you feeling better?"

"Well, well, it's all up to our boss, he almost died in the inevitable battlefield in order to save me."

The two are like grandparents who haven't seen each other for many days, talking casually.

"Well, then from now on, you have to take good care of yourself. The last bloodline and last hope of the Giant Spirit God Clan will fall on you!"

When this sentence fell into Wang Yuanyuan's and Long Haochen's ears, there was something wrong no matter what.Long Haochen was more careful, and suddenly thought of a certain possibility, suddenly looked at Nuke, and was about to speak, but met a pair of meaningful eyes from Nuke: "Long Haochen, Wang Yuanyuan and the Giant Spirit God Clan, I will leave it to you!"

Let's talk, without giving Long Haochen any chance to speak, he turned around and flew into the sky, facing the hundred thousand giant spirit gods, he shouted loudly: "Giant spirit gods, don't forget the purpose of our coming, We are here to fight to the death with the saints! The shame of blood can only be washed away by blood, we giant spirit gods would rather die and be called heroes than live and be called cowards!"

"The Holy Race is a life-and-death enmity with us. Even if we fight for all 10 people to die here, we must not let them leave safely, even if we only splash their blood!"

"Wang Yuanyuan and Long Haochen are the hope of our Giant Spirit God Clan. Even if 10 people are all dead, we must ensure that they can survive!"

Hate, hate!The hatred is too deep, and hatred is a key to ignite the dormant fighting blood in the bones of the Giant Spirit God Clan!Nuke roared angrily, just to wake up everyone!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"Warriors of the Giant Spirit God Clan, let me ask you, are you afraid of death?"

"Not afraid!"

"kill!"

"Since I'm not afraid, who will die with me?" Nuke suddenly asked a question that made everyone puzzled, their eyes focused on him, and Nuke shouted loudly: "Since you are not afraid of death, then Use your life to explode yourself, to explode! Give me your life, blow their defenses, blow them to death for me! Blast!"

With a roar, Nuke rushed towards the protective shield of the Saint Race first. His body was shining brightly, and the breath all over his body burst out suddenly, his beard and hair were all stretched out, and he was clearly about to explode.

"do not want!"

"Ancestor!"

"Grandpa Nuck!"

Nuke's sudden choice caught everyone by surprise, and there was no time to stop them. They could only watch Nuke jump towards the saints, and suddenly jumped onto the protective shield.Nuke turned his head and took a long look at Long Hao, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Long Haochen, the clan of giant spirit gods, I will leave it to you!"

"Boom—" Right under the eyes of everyone, Old Man Nuke exploded.Or it wasn't self-explosion, but the most powerful attack in this old man's life, with unprecedented anger and power!It's just the price, it's life.

There was a rumbling sound, the explosion was tightly attached to the protective cover, and it was like wishing to enter the protective cover. The explosion caused the protective cover to fluctuate, and there was a howling hum. The light weakened instantly, and the closest saints Although the younger brother was not directly affected by the self-explosion, he was also affected, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and he passed out.

"Crazy, what a lunatic! What a god-emperor, he chose to blow himself up, lunatic! Crazy!" Wen Ting was so angry that he couldn't help yelling, but it was a pity that Nuke could no longer hear him.

Nuke's self-destruction further aroused the hatred and bloodiness of the giant spirit gods, his eyes turned red, and even the other outsiders who were watching were deeply shocked by this scene.

Wang Yuanyuan couldn't help the tears rolling in his eyes, he was about to cry, Long Haochen clenched his fists tightly, his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire, and the eyes were full of hatred!
"For today's revenge, the old ancestor has already drawn out the essence and blood in his body to enhance the strength of our people, and in order to forcibly set up a large teleportation circle and destroy his foundation, he didn't have a few days to live. Brother Haochen Don't be too sad!" Emperor Knuk next to him comforted in a low voice when he saw the reaction of Long Haochen and Wang Yuanyuan.Hearing this news, Long Haochen was in a trance for a while, his clenched fist gradually loosened but clenched again.

"Long Haochen, Wang Yuanyuan and the Giant Spirit God Clan will be handed over to you. Both of us father and son are not qualified leaders. Our ancestors are dead now, so we will have no face to live in this world!" The one standing next to him was the old emperor Ainuk. He was dressed in a platinum dragon robe and had a straight figure, but he no longer had the majesty of an emperor. "Now, I am not the Supreme Emperor, nor is my son the Emperor, we are all just warriors of the Giant Spirit God Clan!"

The father and son looked at each other, and returned thousands of words in one look, and laughed loudly at the same time: "Royal father—father, it is our father's blessing to be able to fight together and die together. In the next life, I will return it to you." You are a son!"

"Haha, okay, let's go together!"

Knuck and Ainuk laughed loudly, they didn't look like fathers who were going to die, but friends who wanted to go to the banquet!But who said that going to the underworld together is not a magnificent banquet?The father and son joined hands, laughed loudly, and rushed towards the protective barrier together.

"Long Haochen, the Giant Spirit God Clan, please leave it to you!" The two shouted in unison, the sound was just the moment it fell, and then a loud explosion resounded across the world, and the bursts of mourning seemed to be unbearable. The anger of the Spirit God Clan made the battle formation of the Saint Clan even more dim by three points, and it was already on the verge of being completely scrapped.Having lost its energy, the magic circle will naturally absorb energy from the seventh-grade spirit stones.The magic circle on the verge of collapse naturally needs a lot of energy, and the light of the spar has dimmed to the point of being invisible in a blink of an eye, like a transparent crystal, but the absorbed power is far from meeting the needs of the magic circle!
At this time, Wen Ting had no time to pay attention to the state of the spirit stone. He looked at the scene in front of him with fear, and muttered to himself, "Crazy, crazy! Everyone is crazy!" Warrior Wan was completely enraged. The ancestors, the emperor, and the Supreme Emperor took the lead in self-destructing, completely arousing their blood!
"Bastards of the Holy Race, do you really think that our blood race is a soft persimmon? I will let you know how powerful our giant spirit god race is!" There was another loud shout, and the three of them hooked their shoulders, and they were very similar in appearance. It looks like they should be brothers, rushing towards the barrier together.

"Long Haochen, the Giant Spirit God Clan will be handed over to you!"

"boom--"

A soft cracking sound brought the shocked Wen Ting back to his senses. Looking at a certain place, he was about to burst into tears in an instant. The seventh-grade spirit stone had disappeared, and there were only some shiny fragments reflecting the light and falling to the ground.

"The load of the magic circle is too high, the spirit stones are all broken, we can't bear it!"

"It's okay for them to disperse their attacks. Who can stand them all self-destructing at one point? Can't stand it!"

Some saint disciples couldn't help shouting loudly, but Wen Ting yelled like crazy: "Stop me, stop me! Eat all the pills, take out all the spiritual stones and treasures, these are a group of lunatics, Block me!"

The disciples of the holy clan were also terrified by the sudden eruption of the giant spirit gods, and quickly swallowed the elixir to dig out some strength.The light of the magic circle was dim, and the color was indifferent, as if it might be completely shattered at any time, and finally got the injection of power, the whining sound was reduced, the light was dim but there were many fluctuations, and the two fell on the protective circle together.

"Long Haochen, the Giant Spirit God Clan will be handed over to you!"

Long Haochen clenched his hands tightly, counting the number eight in his heart.All eight people said the same sentence to him, and then died heroically! Generous and generous!The nails had sunk deeply into the flesh, and Long Haochen's teeth were creaking, as if he was under some huge pressure, and the heavy burden on his shoulders made him a little uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)