The black mist in the sky collapsed instantly.

The black mist hadn't fallen yet, a huge pressure hit Qin Yichen in advance.

Qin Yichen's legs softened and knelt on one knee.

Supporting the ground with his palm, Qin Yichen gritted his teeth and controlled his body with difficulty.

"If there is no damage to the soul, look at how I play you to death!"

Although there was a bit of resentment in his heart, Qin Yichen was not slow to deal with it. Dao Fa revolved, and he slammed a punch to the ground.

"Escape!"

In the next moment, Qin Yichen took the weight of the sky and merged into the ground.

The speed of the monstrous black fog is still a bit slower.

They hit the ground, and the stones were instantly smashed into powder.

After the heavy blow, only an extremely smooth pit was left on the ground, extremely smooth, as if it were natural.

The black-robed man in the sky frowned.

He didn't feel the feedback of his opponent being hit in the previous blow. It is very possible that his mammoth move has already failed.

"What the **** does this man come from."

The black-robed men looked very strange. Before they started, they had already investigated all the news about the strong men in this place.

The battle sacred temple and the local aboriginals were all clear by his investigation.

But this person who suddenly appeared was able to dodge his attack, even though he was convinced that this person was not his opponent.

But he was still a little worried.

After all, there are only a handful of people who can avoid this trick.

"Could it be the reinforcements of the War Sacred Hall that came from the portal?"

"But the portal almost collapsed at the time. Once more than a hundred people passed through, it would be destroyed immediately, tearing them apart in the space."

"Could it be that the elite support from Zhan Sacred Hall is here?"

A bit of murder intent appeared in the black robe man's heart.

He knew very well that such a person must not stay.

He has already tested too much information in the dark mist.

Although they may not have a solution, letting him join the **** of war Ares is tantamount to giving up their assassin.

"No, I have to chase."

As soon as this thought arose in his mind, the black-robed man's body became slightly stiff.

"what?"

"You rubbish, even a **** of war can't handle it. How can you convince the other twenty factions to listen to us?"

"Continue to attack and wait for me to come."

Abandoning these words, the Hei faction was looking towards the ground, his eyes dim.

"I can't feel your breath anymore, I run quite fast."

"Hmph, you're lucky this time, and next time, you won't have such luck."

The black-robed man waved his staff, and the black mist followed him to the heights of Thunder Mountain.

The **** of war, Ares, personally attacked, and the natives on Thunder Mountain were quickly annihilated.

Before it had time to pay off the remaining natives in the main hall, Ares, the God of War, saw a dazzling brilliance suddenly rise in the distance.

In the skylight beam, Ares, the **** of war, seemed to see his followers, completely turned into powder in front of the black mist.

Enduring the grief in his heart, Ares, the God of War, let out a low growl.

"Send my order, fight against everyone in the Holy Palace, prepare to attack with me!"

As soon as the voice of Ares, the **** of war, fell, another radiance rose to the sky.

He looked back, and the bodies of the believers in the temple were swallowed up in the black mist.

"Two...two?"

Ares, the **** of war, sank.

Previously it was just a black-robed man, which made it difficult for him and the believers in the War Sacred Temple, but now there are two?

This also means that the plan they had made before, relying on the plan to attack the believers in the holy temple, disappeared without a trace.

The originally set plan was disrupted, and the **** of war Ares was a little panicked.

"How to do?"

When he turned his head to look at the believers who were equally astonished, Ares, the God of War, suppressed the panic in his heart.

He needs to think and find a plan to break the game!

"calm."

"Think carefully about what he would do if it were Lord Feng."

The God of War Ares took a deep breath and looked at the second beam of light rising into the sky, which meant that the black-robed man was a little closer to them.

At the same time, it also meant that three more believers died under the hands of the black-robed men.

Only watching the fall of his believers, the **** of war Ares hit the wall with a fist. Suddenly countless cracks appeared on the wall, and the next moment it collapsed completely.

"calm!"

Ares, the **** of war, let out a low growl.

I don't know if this roar played a role, or the war **** Ares thought of Qin Yichen's style of not being surprised.

He closed his eyes, not looking at the tragic fall of the believer.

"Everyone retreats to Thunder Mountain and uses the magic circle here to delay time."

"Since Lord Feng asked us to participate in this battle, he has other plans to deal with it."

"Now that we gather everyone, we can resist for a while."

The order of Ares, the **** of war, had just been given, and Zhao Wuling suddenly rose into the air and rushed to the black-robed man further away.

In the ears of the **** of war Ares, there are words that he left behind.

"Let me pass the Secret Order of the Lord of Light to you. If there are multiple people in black robes, you must not gather everyone to stick to it."

"Now there are only two people, I will contain one of them, and you will try to defeat him for the rest, and you must not stick to it!"

It was emphasized twice in a row that even though the God of War Ares didn't understand the reason for this, he still did.

Only when dealing with one of them, the God of War Areton had confidence.

"Everyone gathered according to the plan, ready to kill the black-robed man near the top of the mountain!"

Following the order of Ares, the **** of war, the believers in the Temple of War finally took action, and they left their previous hiding place. Give way to the other side's way forward.

But there are still beams of light rising.

Every believer who used his life to report the position of the black-robed man to Ares, the **** of war, is using their lives to show loyalty to Ares, the **** of war.

They firmly defend the honor of the war sacred temple.

Just like what Qin Yichen said to them before the battle began.

The important task of guarding and fighting the honor of the sacred temple falls on their shoulders.

They did not live up to the trust of Ares, the **** of war.

Ares, the God of War, led the team, followed by the Twelve Knights of the Temple, and the remaining believers in the Temple of War who had already attacked the top of the mountain also launched an attack with a team of three.

Everyone's eyes were firm.

The difference between their strength and the black robe man's strength is too great, and the other party uses an unprecedented trick.

They are accustomed to relying on the power of faith in the sacred temple, and they want them to put aside the power of faith and use mediocre Taoism to deal with the enemy, which is somewhat powerless.

Finally, the God of War Ares came to the black mist after the fifth beam of light went out.

At this time, the black fog has been gathered together, occupying only a hundred meters in radius.

Although its momentum is not as good as the black-robed man I met during the day, its extremely solid black fog, even darker than the abyss, really cannot be despised. "The temple twelve riders listen to the order, prepare to attack!"