God's Favorite: Master, We Are Really Not Fighting Against The Master And Rebelling Against The

call!

The speed of the frost storm was extremely fast, and soon all 6 saints of the Black God Cult were engulfed in it.

"Defend with all your strength!!!"

Hei Wutian yelled hoarsely, and the frost storm that filled the sky tore his image of the evil god to pieces.

The incomparably hard dharma form, under the puncture of the ice cones all over the sky, holes appeared, and the body of tens of thousands of meters was like a sieve, being crushed. The fast-flying ice cones in the storm were destroyed in dilapidated condition.

The five emperors of the Black God Sect tried their best to release the shield of evil energy, trying to resist the icy storm, but it was useless.

Their defense couldn't last for two seconds before being penetrated, and their huge bodies quickly collapsed under the frost storm.

Soon, the first master of the fourth hall failed to hold on, his evil spirit form collapsed, his real body was exposed to the storm, and he screamed miserably.

"help me!!!"

However, before he finished speaking, he was frozen by the wind and frost, and then countless ice picks pierced his body.

Under the powerful storm spell of Patriarch Bingfeng, the frozen body of the master of the fourth hall was shattered into countless ice slags and rotated with the storm!

"Fourth brother is dead!!!" the fifth hall master shouted.

Hei Wutian was filled with grief and indignation, his brother who had been with him for hundreds of years died in the hands of Bingfeng, but he was helpless.

Even himself was deeply trapped in the frost and storm, unable to escape.

Hei Wutian still underestimated the strength of the Frozen Patriarch too much, the two sides are not at the same level at all.

He regretted it very much in his heart now, it was fine if he died, and his brothers died together, at this moment he could only say in despair.

"Quick retreat!"

"Everyone quickly evacuate from the storm and run as hard as they can!"

All the saints controlled the real body of Faxiang and fled towards the storm, but the 10,000-meter-wide storm was pulling their bodies of evil gods all the time.

In the storm, the dancing ice cones continued to freeze through their bodies. The six of them struggled for a long time, but they managed not to escape from the flood.

"No, big brother, we can't hold on anymore, we have to take a step first." The voice of the fifth hall master was extremely weak. It turned out that his dharma form was also broken, and his body was pierced by the ice sword barrel. The cold air entered the body, and the whole person was extremely weak. about to die.

Hei Wutian seemed to be going crazy, and ran to the side of the Fifth Hall Master, "Jane stop, brother will come to save you right away!"

The 10,000-meter-large evil god figure kept moving in the storm, trying to get close to the fifth hall master.

But soon an ice cone flew rapidly, instantly piercing through the heart of the fifth hall master who was still breathing his last breath.

‘Pfft! '

The Lord of the fifth hall died completely.

"Fifth Brother!!!" Hei Wutian roared in grief.

Hei Wutian completely lost his will to fight at this moment. He knew that if he persisted like this, he would die completely on his side. He used the peak divine power of the saint realm to crush the void and escape the storm.

"break!"

His huge demon body carried divine energy, tearing the space in front of him with all his strength, but no matter how much power he used, he couldn't tear apart a single bit.

Hei Wutian was in despair, he couldn't figure out why the space that could be easily torn apart with a single movement of his mind, was as solid as a rock today and couldn't be torn apart!

Ancestor Bingfeng has already seen his intention, and said coldly: "Don't waste your energy, the space here has already been frozen extremely hard by my frost power."

"Only the power beyond the realm of saints can tear open the void, and you are not enough, just hide in my North Snow Country honestly."

"Old chicken feather, I'm going to fight you!" Seeing that his retreat was blocked, Hei Ye desperately used all his attack spells.

But the ancestor of Bingfeng didn't care at all, all their magic attacks couldn't escape the frost storm at all, they would be swept away, and it was impossible to attack themselves.

At this time, there are still four saints left in the storm, still struggling to persevere, and the ancestor Bingfeng from the outside world looks at this scene indifferently.

"Now that I know the pain and regret it, why didn't I think about this day when I attacked Beixue Country?"

"Since your end, the evil god has not yet come to the world, then you have changed and are useless, all of you should die."

Patriarch Bingfeng just wanted to force these people to death and force the evil god of terminating to come into the world.

Since this effect was useless, she stopped dawdling and shrank the big frost storm outside with a thought. Although the size of the storm shrunk, the hurricane inside became more violent and violent.

At this time, Hei Wutian in the storm felt like the end was coming. The strong frost storm had already pierced his evil spirit like a sieve.

The 10,000-meter body of the evil god was torn into pieces by the strong hurricane, and his real body was gradually exposed to the frost.

Hei Wutian closed his eyes in despair, and waited quietly for death. He only felt that the surrounding area was getting colder and colder. Just when he thought he was about to die, the space in the center of the storm suddenly moved.

This extremely familiar aura instantly made the desperate Hei Wutian's eyes brighten, and then burst out with an extremely strong will to survive!

"End the evil god?"

Boom!

The space at the center of the frost storm suddenly cracked open!

The originally violent frost storm exploded with the space, becoming extremely chaotic, and then disappeared.

This sudden burst of space attracted everyone's attention.

Bingfeng Patriarch's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "Hehe, I thought you wouldn't come out, so it turned out that you couldn't help but show up at the last moment."

The voice just fell.

Sure enough, it was shattered, and a stream of incomparably pure dark aura gushed out of the void, flowing towards the world, as if even the space was polluted wherever it walked.

'Crack. '

A huge hand stretched out, and slowly grasped the edge of the space crack, before a supreme divine pressure came out, it suppressed Fengyun Wanli.

"Long time no see Bingfeng." The hoarse and deep but incomparably majestic voice spread across the world on the other side of the void.

The giant black hand in the crack in the space, with a strong grip, tore the space apart, and an extremely dark and evil demon god walked out of the void.

He is only a thousand meters in size, floating above the sky, overlooking this world.

The evil god of the end in human form is extremely black, with black lightning flashing all over his body, 18 black wings on his back, and purple-black eyes. He is indifferent and ruthless, like a god on high.

His appearance immediately brought tears to the despairing Black God Sect crowd, who knelt on the ground excitedly and shouted for the evil god.

Even Hei Wutian knelt on the ground excitedly at this time. He thought he was going to die just now, but he didn't expect that at the last moment, he would be saved by the evil god.

He who came back from the dead was extremely excited, and knelt down to worship the supreme being in the sky.

"Welcome to the evil god, Lord, to come to the world!"

"Welcome to the evil god, Lord, to come to the world!"

"Welcome to the evil god, Lord, to come to the world!"