Chapter 397 A Group Attack on Heavenly Principles, Re-entering the Underworld
Chapter 397 A Group Attack on Heavenly Principles, Re-entering the Underworld
Seeing that Paimon was in danger because of saving him, Xunfeng appeared again, trying to block the attack that was meant to kill.
However, the dark elemental particles teleported directly to Paimon's side, flashing from all directions and piercing into Paimon's body.
Feeling the unparalleled power of being defeated, the Shadow, who possessed strength second only to one person, was completely crushed at this moment.
As the wounds on his body reopened, the power of time within Paimon completely dissipated. Even though Paimon tried to use his mind to suppress their movements, it was to no avail.
"Without guardrails, the flood will flow endlessly. Rebel, this is your fate, there is no need to struggle."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Tianli changed his target, turning his spearhead towards Zhongli.
Paimon crashed heavily to the ground, his eyes glazed over, unable to utter a sound...
Tianli glanced at Zhongli, and then a large swath of black mist enveloped him.
Just as Tianli was about to use dark elements to corrupt Zhongli, a fire tornado, hundreds of meters high, swept in and instantly dispersed the black mist, allowing Zhongli to escape unscathed.
Without a doubt, this tornado was created by Shibarak and Barbatos.
Following closely behind the tornado, Barnabas hid in Tenri's blind spot and summoned a barrage of ice spikes, which crashed directly at the solemn-looking Tenri.
With Xunfeng's help, the accelerated ice spike finally managed to hit Tianli.
The good news is that although it didn't cause any damage, it did significantly slow him down.
Immediately, the four dragon kings of water, fire, rock, and grass surrounded Tianli and unleashed their full power.
Above the heavens, seven deities were also relentlessly bombarding the heavens with elemental power.
Xunfeng took the opportunity to sit on the cloud and rest, using this precious time to recover the divine power he had just exhausted.
The scene changes.
Trial Space - Heat
In this space, Nibelungen stands alone on a vast, boundless desert, where the daytime temperature can reach as high as fifty degrees Celsius, making it truly unbearably scorching.
Although Nibelungen possessed extraordinary divine status, what troubled it most at this moment was that it did not know what this trial was for.
Apart from the desert landscape that stretches to the horizon, Nibelungen offers absolutely nothing else of appeal.
It was as if... it was the only living thing in the entire desert.
"Hmph... Do you intend to trap me here and let me die?"
After meditating for a while, the Nibelungen, unwilling to admit defeat, slowly began to mutter to himself.
"Time is of the essence. I will create eight clones and move in eight directions. We will surely find the exit."
……
at the same time.
Ghostly Land.
"You are... the King of the Underworld? Xunfeng just encountered Tianli, what are your intentions in dragging me into the Ghost Realm now? I want to contribute my strength, he is not yet able to defeat Tianli!"
Looking at the calm and silent King of the Underworld, Hu Tao clenched her fists and stared at him in confusion.
"Heh, it seems that when the crisis arrives, the Blessing of the Netherfire within you still hasn't unleashed its full power."
After sensing the situation, the King of the Underworld sighed softly.
"What do you mean? Although Xunfeng is no match for the will of Heaven, it's not exactly a crisis, is it? With the help of numerous Dragon Kings and gods, would the will of Heaven really kill him?"
After saying that, Hu Tao's eyes widened, and a hint of panic flickered in her plum blossom eyes.
“I am not interested in this. Since Ronawa created this realm, I have only one mission: to find the Saint of Netherfire.”
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