Astrology Card Creator: Start with Pleiades

"Impossible, how could this happen?"

Feeling the star level of the Nebula Shield falling, Tier was completely panicked.

I originally thought that Jiang Qingsong's attack could only cause direct damage to the stars, but I didn't expect that the stars' level would drop directly.

This is the first time he has heard of this situation.

"This is not the blood of the Jian's God Clan. The blood of the Jian's God Clan does not have this ability at all." Tier's face was filled with fear, and he retreated from Jiang Qingsong's attack in panic. "What is the origin of your kid? Who is your father?"

"So much bullshit!" Jiang Qingsong said impatiently: "I am an upright person from the lower realm."

After that, increase the intensity again.

After the Nebula Shield was severely damaged and fell to seven stars, how could it still withstand Jiang Qingsong's fierce offensive.

Tyr, the majestic Nordic god of war, was being chased by a big black dog. He kept begging for mercy, trying to awaken Jiang Qingsong's reason.

It's a pity that Jiang Qingsong has no intention of letting him go.

"Your Excellency has something to say. If you have any requests, you can make them."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three-pointed two-edged gun with flashing electric light had already slashed towards him.

Along with Tyr's crazy screams.

The stars behind him dimmed one after another, including the Nordic God of War Tyr, whose levels dropped one after another.

But the genius of the God Clan is the genius of the God Clan after all, and he still has many life-saving means.

Layers of defense continued to emerge on Tire's body, and his speed continued to increase.

"Damn it, young master, I will remember you!" Tier said with a ferocious face: "The next time I come here, it will be the day when you destroy the country of Daxia!"

After saying that, Tyr's star soul possession state faded away and his true face emerged.

A young man dressed in white with a cold face was about the same age as Jiang Qingsong.

"Still want to run?"

Jiang Qingsong shouted coldly, and his powerful divine power instantly blocked this person.

However, he saw that the young man's whole body was filled with golden-red blood, and his seven orifices were bleeding. His whole body became illusory in pain, and he disappeared without a trace under the pressure of Zhenjun Erlang.

Jiang Qingsong frowned, his heavenly eyes flashed on his forehead, and he instantly locked onto the position of the protoss young man, with a sneer on his lips.

Just as he was about to give chase, he saw a ripple in the space in front of him.

The protoss youth who had just escaped unexpectedly came back again, looking miserable and confused, and beside him, a petite and cute figure was flying.

It was the hadron that completely inspired the spatial personality after absorbing the spatial personality of the old man from the God race.

At this moment, phantoms wearing yellow vests were being transformed, surrounding the protoss young man in a daze.

[Emperor Spirit of the Sky·Pentong Beast]

Type: Summoning card

Race: Elf God

Genre: space

Grade: ★★★★★★★

Divinity: 505 (earth star position)

Talent skills: Emperor Spirit of the Sky, Space Shuttle, Shadow of the Sky

Additional talents: five virtual and six consumption,

Soul compatibility: 100%

【Soul Box】

Skill Projection: Double Strike

Skill Projection: Chaos of the Sky

"Damn it, how could this happen? This is... the Tongdamon?!"

The young protoss who was besieged by five voids and six consumptions looked ferocious, incompetent and furious, and had to transform into the Nordic war god Tyr again.

It's a pity that no matter how hard he tries, he can't touch Qiangzi's true body.

As the phantoms shattered, Tire was quickly overwhelmed by swarms of golden self-destructing rats.

boom! boom! boom!

A series of terrifying explosions reverberated around Tyr, collapsing into circles of space contraction.

Unfortunately, due to the soul-casting process, Hadron's attack had no substantial effect.

Tier, who was in a frenzy, quickly locked his eyes on Jiang Zhao, and suddenly swung his sword towards Jiang Zhao, "Boy, go to hell -!"

The next second, he saw a "strong man" covered in golden armor standing in front of Jiang Zhao and showing his heart to him with both hands.

Tier was in a daze for a while, but was soon awakened by a heartbreaking pain.

A chain-like scorpion tail stabbed his chest and was quickly shrinking back.

"hateful!"

Before he could react to what was going on, he was evacuated into a majestic fairy palace amidst the billowing sea of ​​clouds. The terrifying aura of ferocity and oppression made him kneel to the ground unconsciously.

At the same time, the pain of the death thrash also completely erupted.

Tyr, the majestic Nordic God of War, was rolling on the ground in pain at this moment, screaming incessantly.

"Hahaha, not bad, good job, Qiangzi did a great job!"

Jiang Qingsong naturally realized that Hadron had mastered the spatial identity, and couldn't help laughing in appreciation.

Jiang Zhao arrived at the Guangming Emperor's Palace in the Beidou Emperor's Chariot, and used his constellations and astrological control skills on Tier.

Xiao Ha's Styx Chain and the Third Prince's Huntian Ling also bound Tier immediately.

Sitting on the throne of the Immortal Palace, Lord Chicken was not idle either. He raised his hands and released blazing fire from the black and white wings on his back. The black night fire and the white day flame blended, surrounding Tyr, constantly burning and disintegrating Tyr's power.

Tyr, who was already in agony, looked like a man trapped in the desert and about to die of dryness. His whole body was still restrained by various skills and could not move.

Jiang Qingsong stepped forward mockingly, stepped on the ground with his foot, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who did you just call a bastard?"

"..."

Tier had completely lost his arrogance, his face was so distorted that he could not speak.

"I'm asking you something!"

Jiang Qingsong frowned, his eyes flickered, and a thunderbolt fell, electrocuting one of his feet into charcoal.

Tyr wailed in pain and quickly responded: "I am a bastard... I am a bastard..."

"Eh~ This is right!" Jiang Zhao was now satisfied and began to interrogate with great interest: "Tell me, if you gods don't stay in the divine realm, why are you coming to our lower realm?"

Hearing this, Tier's expression was gloomy and he didn't seem to want to reveal anything.

When Jiang Zhao saw this, he gave a slight signal with his eyes. Xiao Ha understood it instantly and arranged the death blow again.

Don't tell me~ This protoss guy's bones are pretty hard. After several death blows in a row, his star soul possession collapsed. His whole body was covered with wounds rotten by the deadly poison of the death blows. He didn't let go.

But the more this happens, the more it shows that they have come to the lower realm with great intentions.

"It seems that we can only try to restrain the soul."

Jiang Zhao pondered for a moment and signaled Xiao Ha to get ready.

Uncle Jiang Qingsong raised the three-pointed, two-edged spear without hesitation and pierced the chest of the protoss young man.

Xiao Ha activated the power of Pluto and the Western Ghost Emperor to immediately imprison the soul of the young protoss, preparing to obtain useful information from it.

But what they didn't expect was that the imprisoned souls of the Protoss youth quickly dissipated like quicksand.

"No, there's something wrong with this guy's soul!"

Xiao Ha screamed in surprise, feeling that the soul of the young man from the God race was like a handful of fine sand that he couldn't hold at all.

Looking at the souls of the young people of the God Clan who are gradually dissipating, they are staring at them with a malicious look at this moment, "Today's humiliation will be repaid a hundred times in the future. Prepare to bear the endless anger of my Feng God Clan, hahaha..."