Divine Throne of the Starry Sky God Realm

Chapter 411

Cold sweat gradually emerged from his forehead and slowly flowed down his cheeks. Long Haochen was horrified, and finally showed a look of panic on his face.Pushing the "Great Sacred Book" in his heart, the scroll immediately appeared, and the earthy yellow light swept out, wrapping Long Haochen's body in it, able to resist this mighty coercion.

Long Haochen was liberated from the coercion, his breath was flustered, and he was panting endlessly, only to realize that his back was wet with cold sweat, and he felt three points of panic and seven points of shock: "This level of power, even if it is stronger than Master Qi Baipao is not inferior in the slightest, so Gu Lingwei has made a breakthrough during this period of time, and his strength has risen to a higher level?"

"This thief, she stole the power of the power of faith! The dark court is so brave, she even tampered with the statue, drew a formation, and stole the power of faith from Tryndamere, so she is not afraid of Tryndamere's death." Come to the door?" Wutian's frightened and angry voice suddenly came to Long Haochen's mind.

"What? The power of faith? Didn't you say that our current level is too low to use the power of faith at all? Could it be that we can only come into contact with the power of faith when we reach the level of a god emperor, and can even use it?" Long Haochen listened When I heard the word power of faith, my scalp felt a little numb!This is the power to be close to God, so how can I face it?

"This little girl naturally has no way to use the power of faith! It must be the upper echelons of the dark court, a strong man at least at the level of the ancestors tampered with this statue! They dare not blatantly steal too much power of faith, but Through this trick, a small amount of power of faith can be stolen and converted into power that can be used! No wonder, no wonder the dark court was so powerful back then, it even hit the statue of the god and the power of faith. A group of desperate lunatics, aren't they really afraid of offending the gods and being punished by the gods in the future?"

No matter how furious Wutian is, the dark court has already made a move. Although the current Gu Lingwei is just a projection clone, because of mobilizing the power of faith, his strength is unmatched, and he still has the strength to spare. look.The endless power of faith is stored in the statue, which can be used by Gu Lingwei. At this time, the strength of Gu Lingwei's projected avatar has surpassed Gu Lingwei himself. Lingwei's opponent!
"The Great Sacred Book? No wonder these boys are not your opponents. They want to move me out because of the Great Sacred Book. But relying on the Great Sacred Book to compete against me is still far from it!" Once, Gu Lingwei spoke with a female voice, but it sounded directly in Long Haochen's mind, preventing outsiders from hearing it.

Long Haochen's heart tightened, and at this moment, he felt the coercion of heaven and earth sweeping over again, and instantly fixed Long Haochen in the air. The phantom of Zhang's huge palm appeared on both sides of him, and closed towards the middle, that is, in his direction.

The palm seems to be moving very slowly, but this scene seems to be just an illusion, the speed that seems to be easily dodged, but only in the moment when the thought arises, it is completely out of place, and Long Haochen is photographed in the middle.

"Ah——" Long Haochen screamed, his eyes turned red instantly, and his facial expression became even more hideous in an instant, like a wild beast that had gone mad.Under the joint strikes of the palms, a huge pressure suddenly pressed down on Long Haochen, this force was almost enough to smash Long Haochen into meatloaf.

Even the skeleton armor made of Wutian bones was slightly deformed under this combined attack, and it was crushed a lot, let alone Long Haochen, who is only a god-handsome man in the skeleton armor?

The muscles seemed to be crushed, the bones of the whole body cracked slightly, and the internal organs seemed to be squeezed into minced meat under the pressure.Long Haochen's head was pressed down by a big mountain, and could be crushed by this unbearable force at any time, the pain penetrated to the bone marrow, and the pain that penetrated into the soul made Long Haochen's soul want to come out of his body for a while. , but the voice of Gu Lingwei sounded in his mind: "Long Haochen, if you were hiding in Yaowang Valley, or going to other places to practice, or even making trouble in other places of the Holy Race, I would not do anything to you, but It just so happened that you came to Manwang City to make trouble, isn't this courting death or something?"

Long Haochen clenched his teeth tightly, his expression extremely painful. Although he could hear the other party's words, he couldn't answer at all.But at this time, Long Haochen suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was much lighter, but Gu Lingwei's voice sounded in his mind again: "Boy, I will give you another chance! My men are currently short of people, if you Join the Holy Clan, join my dark court, I don’t have to pursue anything in the past with you, and the previous promises can still be fulfilled for you!”

At this time, Gu Lingwei is Daozu, and Long Haochen is just fish on the chopping board. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a prisoner. Long Haochen's life is in the hands of the other party, and his life and death are only in Gu Lingwei's thought. .

Even in this situation, Long Haochen still didn't have the slightest idea of ​​surrender in his mind, he only let out a soft laugh and said, "I'm not interested in you."

It's just that the moment the words fell, Long Haochen screamed again, the pressure on his body suddenly increased countless, stronger than before, the sound of bones cracking resounded clearly, amplifying the pain even more, Long Haochen's spirit gradually To be on the brink of collapse.

"Boy, I didn't want to kill you. Talent like you is what we need most in the dark court. But since you are so obsessed, even if I kill you, I will definitely not leave you to the race. It's up to you to grow up!" Gu Lingwei said in a cold voice, at this time he had really moved to kill!For Long Haochen's several times of soliciting all failed, Long Haochen did not hesitate to use both soft and hard methods. Although he slightly admired this kid's toughness in his heart, it was a pity that this kind of talent could not be his help, but Gu Lingwei also felt in his heart. Completely despaired of Long Haochen.

"If that's the case, you can go to hell!" Gu Lingwei shouted, and was about to use stronger strength to completely crush Long Haochen into a meatloaf.

"Long Haochen, don't sit still, hurry up and use the Great Sacred Book, use the power of the Great Sacred Book to communicate with the statue of the barbarian king, this is your last chance!" Wutian's voice also suddenly exploded in Long Haochen's mind, The voice was full of anxiety, which brought a little clarity to Long Haochen's soul and consciousness.

Knowing that this was his last chance to survive, Long Haochen endured the excruciating pain, and suddenly communicated with the "Great Sacred Book" floating in the air, and a khaki-yellow light shot straight at the statue of the barbarian king, disappearing like a mud cow into the sea.Long Haochen did the last thing he could do, and the next moment he could only wait for his own fate.

Sure enough, the coercion around him did not continue to increase, but gradually weakened and dissipated. Gu Lingwei also found that he could no longer raise his strength.

"What, what's going on here?" Gu Lingwei was taken aback for a moment, and then found that his strength was gradually weakening, even at this moment, he couldn't sustain it.The power in the statue seemed to be blocked for an instant, and he would no longer accept his own mobilization. Gu Lingwei, who had lost the ability to mobilize power, finally panicked.

"St. Paul, what's going on? Have you fiddled with the power of faith here? Why did you suddenly make such a change?" Gu Lingwei looked at St. Paul and asked anxiously.I saw that St. Paul's face was ugly at this time, and he squeezed out a few words from his teeth with great difficulty: "During this time, the use of the power of faith has approached the limit of the quota. You used so much just now, and I have no time to stop it. I'm afraid Yes—is it overdone?”

St. Paul was terrified, and secretly scolded his son thousands of times. With his cultivation at the level of a god-king, he didn't need the power of faith very much, but his son Saint Laurent was weak, so he used the power of faith several times.There were not many calls each time. Although St. Paul accused his son a few words, he didn't take it too seriously. At this critical moment, the power of faith was not enough, and he finally panicked.

Hearing the explanation, Gu Lingwei's face suddenly turned pale, and he didn't even bother to scold St. Paul, thinking in his heart: "Even if the power of faith is used beyond the quota, this should never happen. If you want to use it, even if you exceed the quota, you can continue to absorb the infinite power of faith contained in the statue, so now--"

Gu Lingwei didn't dare to imagine it anymore, but in Gu Lingwei's view, there was only one possibility for this to happen, that is, the power of faith was overused in stealing, and Long Haochen's khaki ray of light just now was even worse. Knowing what effect it has played, the real barbarian king clone or projection is about to come.

The clouds in the sky moved, the wind surged on the ground, and everyone's eyes were instantly attracted by the sky.

The sky was still clear just now, but in the blink of an eye, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and I didn't even see where these dark clouds came from.During the movement of the dark clouds, there was a faint golden light shining out from between the dark clouds, illuminating the world, so that the world was not completely plunged into darkness.

The faint rumble of thunder came, and the dark clouds surged, gradually twisting with golden light to form characters one by one. These characters are simple and twisted, and they are definitely not the characters of the human race, nor do they seem to be the characters of the barbarians.

"This, this is the ancient script of the barbarians, the script used in the time of the barbarian king Tryndamere!" The prince who was standing beside St. Paul suddenly cried out in horror, and finally, with a face full of shock, he fell to his knees trembling, Looking up at the writing in the sky, he said: "It is really the Lord Man King who has descended. This is the handwriting of the Lord Man King! There is only one copy of the original handwriting of the Lord Man King left in the palace. I was lucky enough to pay my respects once many years ago. I remember , This is definitely the handwriting of Lord Man Wang!"

The prince looked excited, and murmured out the words above, which were written in the unique characters of the barbarians in the ancient times. It is a compulsory course for the royal family and the most noble language that only the royal family is eligible to learn.

(End of this chapter)