Archdemon

The neck of the white dragon head of Tiamat was violently chopped by Torm, the scales on the neck were broken, the flesh was torn, and dragon blood splashed out from the wound.

The blood of the white dragon dripped from the neck and fell to the ground, directly freezing a large area.

The other heads of Tiamat quickly came to support and repelled Torm again.

Torm took a deep breath, and a large amount of divine power was mobilized by him to quickly recover the injuries of his body.

The same was true for Tiamat. The broken scales on his white dragon head were also quickly recovered with the help of divine power.

Such a seemingly fierce battle was just an appetizer for these two powerful beings.

Compared with Torm, Tiamat definitely had an advantage in combat power, but even so, it would take a long time to defeat Torm.

Torm wanted to enter Bahamut's temple. After entering, with the command and defense of this loyal god, it would be much more difficult to capture the temple.

Tiamat's current goal is not to completely defeat Torm, but to hold him back.

The task of breaking through the temple fell on Huo Ling and the giant dragon projection summoned by Tiamat.

In the air, many legendary dragons, ancient dragons, and ancient dragon projections were still roaring excitedly.

These five-colored evil dragons, I am afraid, can only gather so many powerful evil dragons to fight together under the command of Tiamat.

Huo Ling, who had been attacking violently, suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

At this time, the entire Mochulia Heaven seemed to have awakened, and many celestial races were gathering.

The attack of the Mother of Evil Dragons and the Extremely Evil Hell Flame Dragon Emperor was a humiliating thing for the Mochulia Heaven.

And at this time, these celestial races were going to wash away these humiliations.

In the sky, more and more Celestial Clan troops were gathering, including various Holy Light Akongs, Mastiff Head Akongs, Holy Sword Akongs, and Throne Akongs.

They formed a huge army and were gathering from the sky towards the temple.

Huo Ling also felt many prying eyes. These eyes that Huo Ling noticed were undoubtedly the eyes of the strong, at least the eyes of a certain god who built a temple in Mochulia.

They might not necessarily come to support, but they would definitely not miss this fun.

"Hmph!"

Huo Ling snorted coldly, and his cold eyes swept across the sky.

This threatening cold snort immediately made many eyes that fell on Huo Ling disappear.

After all, compared to Huo Ling, the strength of these gods is much weaker.

Not all gods can reach medium or even strong divine power.

Among the gods, the most are weak divine power and weak divine power. The true power of these gods is the same as the Legend of Huiyue.

They can only have such strength in the Kingdom of God. If they leave the Kingdom of God, it will be nothing.

Even if Huo Ling, who is so fierce, has the power comparable to the powerful divine power, and has the foul war tool of floating city, even if he has not ascended to the God.

If Huo Ling is angered, then these weaker gods will have no good days in the future.

Facing the gathering of various celestial tribes, Huo Ling frowned tightly.

The individual strength of these corps is very weak, but if they gather too much, it will still be very annoying.

Huo Ling accelerated his movements and remotely commanded the giant dragon projections summoned by Tiamat to attack the surroundings and delay the speed of the gathering of the celestial tribes.

Huo Ling's huge body of the Hell Fire Dragon burned with blazing hellfire, and the flames burned and distorted the surrounding space.

Billowing black smoke lingered in the sky, Huo Ling's dragon eyes turned red, and various dragon-like spells were activated by him.

On the sharp dragon claws, there were several groups of spell-like magic auras, and runes were added to the claws.

"Boom!"

Huo Ling was tearing the defense shield of the Bahamut Temple at a speed that most lives could not see clearly.

At every moment, Huo Ling was drawing a large amount of power from the underlying rules, and each attack carried an overwhelming force of rules.

Gradually, cracks began to appear on the outer shield of the Bahamut Temple, and the shields began to become thinner in places.

After all, there was no powerful existence of the same level to command and call on divine power. Relying on the shield of the temple, the recovery speed gradually could not match the speed of Huo Ling's attack.

This whole process lasted for several days. This Bahamut Temple was different from the Kingdom of God.

The defense of the temple was even much stronger than the crystal wall defense of the Kingdom of God.

Because the gods of the gods fought outside the Kingdom of God, fighting outside the Kingdom of God was more consuming than fighting inside the Kingdom of God.Much more power.

In general, the battle between gods is carried out inside the kingdom of God. With the entire kingdom of God suppressing the opponent, it can save more divine power.

Therefore, the crystal wall defense outside the kingdom of God is not very strong.

But this temple is different, because fighting inside the temple will not have the same suppressing effect on the enemy as the kingdom of God, but will have an amplifying effect on oneself.

Therefore, being able to deal with the enemy outside the temple is the best choice.

The defense of the temple is very strong, which is why Tiamat rarely achieved results in the past.

There was no way, at that time, there was only one "He", who had to attack the temple's shield while dealing with the harassment of the loyal god Torm.

Now that Holing is not harassed by Torm, from time to time Tiamat can even release some quasi-spells, or directly spit out five dragon breaths to consume the temple's shield.

Finally, in Torm's angry roar, in the terrified voices of the priests of the Platinum Dragon God in the temple.

Huo Ling completely tore apart the outer divine shield of the Bahamut Temple.

"Hahahaha!"

"Reptiles! Now I will grant you death!"

Huo Ling's grim laughter echoed in the temple and above the mountain.

At this moment, all the metal dragons, the Celestials, and the believers of Bahamut of various races in the temple felt cold in their hearts.

The weaker believers and priests felt their legs go weak at this time, and some even collapsed to the ground.

"Don't be afraid, hold him together!"

"He can't kill us all!"

The ancient silver dragon roared and released a powerful divine spell at the same time.

"Boom!"

Huo Ling's huge body rushed directly into the temple complex. Facing the silver dragon's divine attack, his mouth opened and his right claw swung violently.

"Swish!"

A scorching flame whirlwind swung out from Huo Ling's right claw. The scorching heat and a large amount of rule power directly destroyed the structure of the Silver Dragon's powerful magic.

When this magic passed through the blockade of the flame whirlwind, its power was greatly reduced, and it didn't hurt Huo Ling at all.