"No" It was as if a cuckoo was crying blood, or a wild dog had been scorched with a soldering iron, and Idar, whose heart had been pulled out by Linzi, screamed hoarsely.
Blood was spurting from his mouth, nostrils, ears, and the wounds that pierced his heart, and the fiery blood of the gods poured down with a dull sound of breaking through the air, splashing huge waves on the sea below.
Idar stretched out his hand and grabbed Linzi's body with difficulty.
Lin Qi was closing his eyes, as if he was not looking at Idar at all.
But Idar's hand didn't touch Linzi, because Cerberus had already quietly rushed up, and every tooth was dripping with saliva and venom from Cerberus, which fully verified the classic saying that biting dogs don't bark.
Silently rushed up, silently opened his big mouth, and quietly bit down on Idar's foot and neck.
With a crisp click, Idar's foot and neck were bitten and shattered by Cerberus like a cracker, and the blood splattered everywhere, and Cerberus shook his head frantically and silently, pulling Idar's body crookedly with all his might, and then pounced on it silently as much as possible.
Cerberus pounced on Idar, his bloody mouth silently biting down on Idar's neck.
The heart was removed, the body was devastated, and Idar, who was almost killed on the spot, let out a roar of wrath, and with a crooked neck, Cerberus grazed his neck with his poisonous teeth, and two thin blood marks were drawn on his neck.
Idar's body suddenly went limp, and a thick dark aura invaded his body, enveloping his soul and beginning to invade his soul.
This is the poison on the teeth of Cerberus, the three-headed dog who guards the gates of hell and feeds on the body of various monsters from rotting corpses.
In addition to the unique yin and evil poison of hell monsters, his teeth are also mixed with some strange poisons that are inexplicable, and even hell can't analyze the specific composition of the poison.
Rao is the power of the peak god of Idar, and Rao is the protection of him with the Holy Crown of the Firmament...
Oh no, the Celestial Crown can no longer shelter Idar.
Because Lin Qi had snatched the life essence left by the King of the Silver Eagle, Idar was no longer able to activate the huge power in it to activate the Holy Crown, so this powerful weapon was once again integrated into Idar's body, and it could no longer protect him in the slightest.
The virulence spread throughout his body, and Idar's body began to spasm and break out in a cold sweat.
Sticky gray-black sweat continued to secrete from his pores, his vision began to blur, and the blood circulation all over his body also stagnated, of course, even if he was not poisoned, his blood circulation would have stagnated.
Because his heart had already been crushed by Lin Qi.
Several Sky Protoss gods spread their wings and flew towards Idar, trying to rescue their leader.
But Blackbeard's wolf-like subordinates stood in front of them.
Blackbeard has a cigar in his mouth.
Slowly puffing smoke rings, he made provocative gestures to these gods of the Sky Protoss with a hippie smile.
These gods were so angry that they screamed, but these people of the Black Tiger Clan were stronger than them, extremely experienced in combat, and their combat methods belonged to the kind of extremely obscene and shameless methods of the rivers and lakes.
The group of Sky Protoss gods were beaten so much that their heads were full of bags, and they were allowed to exhaust their strength to feed.
But he only left a large scar on his body, and he couldn't get even half a step close to Idar.
Idar's realm world was shattered inch by inch by Lin Qi's roar, and Idar had lost control of his body and divine power.
His realm world collapsed, but he was completely powerless to recover.
The wind elemental was scattered in all directions, and the cyan wind was tumbling and surging in all directions, wanting to sweep the entire heaven and earth, but it was intercepted by the overlapping defensive arrays near Bereri.
By the time the realm collapsed, all the defensive prohibitions in the vicinity of Berelli had been opened, and the dazzling divine light enveloped the world, and outsiders could no longer see what was going on here.
Not to mention that the Divine Domain has completely closed the portal to enter and exit, cutting off all internal and external connections, even if the Divine Domain remains the same now, the Void God will not be able to see the movement inside through these defensive divine arrays.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to be cut off from all their breath by the divine array, the two rabbits picked up huge metal poles and struck at Socrates.
Their bodies swelled to a height of 100 meters, and heavy metal bars brought up a hurricane like a dragon and smashed into Socrates' shriveled and thin body.
Socrates was beaten like a ball flying all over the sky, and from time to time a large spark splashed on his body, and when the metal pole collided violently with his body, the impact sound was like hundreds of thousands of thunderbolts exploding at the same time, shaking people's eyes with bursts of Venus.
"I hate the gods of the undead" Da Hei muttered softly, "It's okay if you're ugly, they're very poor" "You don't even have a good piece of clothing," Xiao Hei roared loudly while waving the metal bar, "You don't even have a valuable piece of clothing, what kind of tattered cloth are you wearing, can't you learn from the elves?"
"That's the Shroud," the big black sighed heavily, shaking his hand and slamming it on Socrates: "This is the Shroud, my dear brother, these guys are really not particular, I don't remember what I got from the undead gods." ” The two rabbits grumbled and beat Socrates with all their might.
The rabbits were also hit hard in the Ancient God War, and their strength did not recover, but their strange power could not be estimated by common sense.
Even if their bodies are still full of dark wounds, even if their strength may only have recovered to the level of one ten-thousandth, their strange power still exerts a terrifying lethality.
Socrates' bones were overwhelmed, his body was beaten to the point of unbearable pain, and when the two rabbits bombarded him more than 300 bars in a row, Socrates finally couldn't suppress the injury, and when he opened his mouth, a black-red slurry spurted out.
As a god of the undead system, Socrates does not have such a thing as blood, and he comes from his most core and precious source of life.
That is to say, the two rabbits beat Socrates and injured the most precious and core vitality, which made Socrates, who was already injured, worse and worse, and this loss of vitality, if Socrates was allowed to recover completely by sleeping, he estimated that he would have to burrow into his coffin for another three or five thousand years to barely recover.
"Damn rabbits" Socrates screamed hysterically: "Damn rabbits I hate rabbits but, two rabbits Fortunately you are not the legendary rabbit, otherwise, otherwise... ” The two rabbits quickly glanced at each other, the legendary rabbit should be said to be their two brothers, of course, in the ancient god war, the two rabbits have always been a head-on lure enemy, and one behind the back, so many gods who were overturned by them thought that their enemy was only a snow-white and cute little rabbit Now the two rabbits have changed their coat color, and the two brothers have appeared at the same time, and the weapons in their hands have also changed, presumably no one can recognize them Thinking of this, the two rabbits shook their hair very happily, shook their short tails, and then the poles in their hands became more and more cheerful and brought up a black hurricane and smashed down on Socrates.
Socrates was beaten and howled miserably, his dignified undead god god-level existence, was actually beaten so badly by two rabbits, and two rabbits that constantly exuded dragon might, obviously some kind of dragon hybrid, he could no longer tolerate this humiliation.
Tens of thousands of carving knives flew out of Socrates' sleeves, and these thin, gray-white, non-reflective carving knives flew out with a heavy dead air, and then quickly cut countless gray-white lights visible to the naked eye in the air.
With a piercing ghost roar, a cube of space ten miles in length, width and height was forcibly separated by the power of Socrates' laws.
"Welcome to my realm world, undead golem realm" Socrates grinned, his hands spread, and the carving knives no longer reverted to their original knife shape, but turned into countless gray grimaces the size of thumbs and distorted to fly in the sky.
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Socrates shouted, "This is my world, my realm, and all the creatures that enter here will be treasured by me."
Glaring viciously at the two rabbits, Socrates said in a sinister voice, "I'm going to make you... ” Before he could finish speaking, Socrates' face suddenly stiffened, his eyes almost jumped out of their sockets, and he couldn't say a word for the rest.
The realm world shrouded by his strange law power was densely covered with countless sinister and vicious traps that shattered people's bones and souls, and in the seemingly empty realm world, countless incomparably sharp invisible sword qi that would easily be cut into two pieces by even the main god-level artifact was intertwining in the realm.
In the primeval war, there were once three gods whose strength was even higher than Sogra's, and they were accidentally imprisoned by Sogra's realm world, and then Sogra quickly cut off all their skin and flesh, and made their bones into his own treasured artwork.
His realm world is a terrifying and desperate situation that even powerful beings at the god lord level can't get rid of.
But the two rabbits, they actually carried their big poles like this, swaggering, as if they had entered no man's land, and easily walked out of Socrates' realm world in two or three steps.
They put away their poles, compressed their bodies to the size of fists, and then crouched left and right outside Socrates' realm, squirming with their three-petaled mouths and nibbling on carrots that they had pulled out of nowhere.
"Grandson, you come out" Da Hei shouted arrogantly as he squirmed his three-petaled mouth and shouted at Socrates
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