Master Dan Dao

6463-Sorcerer

Wow!

The sound of the spear breaking through the air cut through the white light.

I saw the giant shield of Ares, the **** of war, raised a hot air wave, his spear was clenched tightly, and under the dark gold helmet, those eyes stared at Gilgamesh.

"It turns out that it is you ant, the original **** still wants to find you, you actually took the initiative to send it to the door."

As he said, the spear flicked, and the tip of the spear slowly pointed towards Gilgamesh.

"My God will never let you go today."

Gilgamesh gritted his teeth with a "cut", making the atmosphere extremely cold.

Nethagar broke the silence with a wailing.

Ares, the **** of war, looked back, and saw Nethakal's body was stained red with blood.

There were countless fragments of scales on his body, and his wings became rags, his appearance was extremely miserable.

There is no such thing as before.

Gilgamesh sneered disdainfully.

"I didn't expect you to survive."

Black dragons have always been militant, and only individuals with extremely vigorous vitality can survive uninterrupted battles. Therefore, the resilience and defensive power of the black dragons can be called abnormal.

It's a pity that Nethagar met Gilgamesh, one of the monsters.

It makes sense to lose a move.

The wailing now seemed even more stern.

The **** of war Ares slammed his spear, knocking Nay Sagar to the ground with a shot, directly causing him to coma, and the world returned to silence.

Ares, the **** of war, approached step by step in the air, his face a little more hideous.

"Our account should be settled."

Gilgamesh shrugged and smiled indifferently.

"There are countless people who want to settle accounts with this king, you are the old man!"

"The lock of the sky!"

Behind Gilgamesh, in the golden light rippling like a lake, countless golden chains burst out.

The chains firmly grasped the limbs of Ares, the **** of war, and stopped him.

In the distance, Qin Yichen nodded slightly.

"Gilgamesh is still a bit of a brain, and has changed his practice rules. What is scattered on the iron chain is the law of the world."

"Well, this kid is great, and he can't take it lightly."

Gilgamesh didn't know it at all, he would expose his trump cards today because of Nethagar's blood dirtying the Taoist soldiers.

Mainly because of the appearance of Ares, the **** of war, Gilgamesh had to use the lock of heaven.

Gilgamesh and Ares secretly confronted the **** of war, and the lock of the sky was loosened several times.

The pressure in both hearts is not small.

Only Qin Yichen, who was a hundred miles away, was extremely leisurely.

I grabbed a blade of grass and put it in my mouth to chew slowly, and the bitterness spread in my mouth.

"If Gilgamesh is in a state of heyday, using the lock of the sky plus the previous exercises, if you can't break the lock of the sky, there will be the only ending."

"It seems that you can't stay too close with this kid in the future, otherwise the lock of the day used for sneak attacks is a bit scary."

"Huh? The results are about to be separated?"

Qin Yichen's eyes lit up.

There was a roar from the God of War Ares, the dark gold armor bursting with immense light.

In a blink of an eye, free Gilgamesh's lock of heaven!

"If you give you another year to comprehend, I really can't break free, but now you don't have the chance to live another year."

Ares, the **** of war, raised his spear in a standard throwing posture!

The holy light fell from the sky, and Ares, bathed in the holy light, burst into muscular muscles. At a glance, he knew that the power was extraordinary!

Ares roared.

"Zhu God!"

The spear shot out, leaving a long red glow in the sky.

Gilgamesh hugged his arms, his face gloomy.

As the **** of war Ares said, if you can give him some more time to understand the rules, the lock of this day will never be broken away.

In the final analysis, it was because the Taoist soldiers were downgraded to the Silver rank, and they did not understand the rules of the world.

As a result, one's strength cannot be fully utilized.

An ant like this could have been pinched to death with his hands, but now he has been defeated.

This was a big blow to Gilgamesh.

Seeing that the spear is about to arrive.

Gilgamesh smiled helplessly, perhaps, this was the only smile in his life.

If it hadn't been for forcibly borrowing the power of the rules and using the lock of the sky, he would not have been backlashed so badly, and now he couldn't even move his fingers.

"Cooks."

With the last insult, Gilgamesh closed his eyes.

Seeing that the spear was about to penetrate Gilgamesh's chest, suddenly, a sword light rushed towards the sky.

He forced the spear of Ares, the **** of war, to miss!

King Arthur was holding the sword in the stone, panting for breath.

The cost of launching this sword is not low, coupled with the difference in world rules, King Arthur's sword is also extremely difficult.

Gilgamesh closed his eyes. You don't need to think about this familiar trick to know whose trick it was.

"Even though you saved this king's life, this king won't thank you."

Gilgamesh was also a former king at any rate, invincible in the world. Now he was first defeated by Ares, God of War, and now saved by King Arthur. Even if he was grateful, he was crushed by his arrogant temperament.

Gritting his teeth, enduring the pain of the rules backlash, raised his hand.

"The choppy from watching the show over there, if you don't come out again, we will have a hard time doing it."

Qin Yichen was stunned for a moment.

This is a hundred miles away, how did he discover it?

Qin Yichen didn't rush to make a move, looked around again, and suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Forgot to put this thing in."

The Xuanbai Crazy Sword seemed to be summoned in some way, and a dazzling radiance burst out from the body of the sword.

This is the same as an electric light bulb in the night, the only fools that can't be found.

Scratching his head, Qin Yichen stood up, holding the Xuanbai Mad Knife in his hand.

"God of War Ares, right, come over and take a knife from the young master."

According to the original plan, Qin Yichen would not take part in such a battle.

Who made Gilgamesh think about himself?

Leaving everyone behind and heading to the treasure house alone is an act of betrayal in itself.

For those who have such thoughts, Qin Yichen has no plans to rescue them.

But.

"I have to save it."

Qin Yichen sighed helplessly.

His current position has been exposed, and it is not easy to slip away quietly in the hands of God of War.

After Gilgamesh and King Arthur broke out with all their strength, they were now useless, and the God of War could chase and kill him wholeheartedly.

If the two of them seize the opportunity to escape, they will not only be hunted down by Olympus.

There will be two more powerful opponents, Gilgamesh and King Arthur.

Most importantly, Qin Yichen saw the possibility of confronting Ares, the **** of war, from Gilgamesh.

And this is something I can't do right now.

Unless this mysterious white blade can give him a great opportunity to understand the rules of the world, this mysterious white blade can surpass Gilgamesh's Sky Lock.

It is extremely difficult to take them out by themselves, let alone accomplish these two things at the same time.

Therefore, Qin Yichen had to fight now.

Keep at least two allies.

Standing up, Qin Yichen rose into the air.

"Over there, do you have the courage to come over. Could it be that the dignified God of War Ares, so persuaded?"

Qin Yichen wanted to irritate Ares, he had secretly notified Ekoo and told him to come back quickly, waiting for the opportunity to take away Arthur and Gilgamesh.

Ares, the God of War, retracted the spear, his expression flashed with hesitation.

He knew that Qin Yichen was aggressive, and catching these two people was the safest way.

For revenge, the dignity of God of War, he can temporarily let go.

Seeing that the other party was not fooled, Qin Yichen directly stretched out his hand and made an international friendly gesture towards Ares, the **** of war.

"waste."