There were five people in black robes, even if any one of them were taken out alone, it was enough to make Zhan Sacred Hall a headache.

There are now five in total, and even if the strength of the battle against the Holy Palace is doubled, it may not be able to win a big victory.

Judging from the current performance of these five people, their methods are not exactly the same.

It takes a certain price to find out their fighting methods and find the skills to deal with them.

It's like the first test of the black rider. If there is no white rider to help him, he will be seriously injured and lose the ability to fight.

Among the five people, four completely different black mists used methods, and the **** of war Ares felt a headache.

Knowing that this is a mortal situation, Ares, the God of War, clenched his spear and raised his battle shield.

At the same time, whispered to Zhao Wuling quietly.

"If you have any means to leave, just leave here."

"This is the order of the God of War for my battle against the Holy Temple. Take it and let your Light Master reorganize the manpower of my battle against the Holy Temple."

"Even if I repay his kindness."

The God of War Ares let out a low roar, and the holy light fell from above the nine heavens.

On his dark golden armor, lines and lines quietly appeared.

"Master Zeus, borrow some of your supernatural power!"

A low growl, brilliant.

God of War Ares's cloak swept, without any distinction, swept directly at the two behind him!

An unpretentious crescent swept across.

The faint black mist of the two black-robed men was directly cut out of a gap of several meters.

Although the depth of several meters is less than one-tenth of the black fog beside the two people, this is already a very dangerous signal.

What if Ares, God of War, still has strength?

The black fog on the front is indeed thick, a full 100 meters, but the black fog of the two black-robed men is an ellipse, at the thinnest place, only 20 meters.

Now the **** of war, Ares, figured out their details, and only needed to increase their power by 40% to injure them.

This is the God of War Ares, blessed by the power of the main **** Zeus!

As long as the main **** Zeus is willing, he can increase the strength of Ares, the **** of war, and break the limit of less than 20 meters.

"Temporarily, we are not suitable for such a fight."

The two black-robed men retreated far away, for fear of being watched by the God of War again.

Ares, the **** of war, bent down.

"Zhao Wuling, take advantage of this if you want to retreat!"

After speaking, Ares, the **** of war, went up with a gun.

The two people who turned into a stream of light and rushed to the front!

The two behind him had already retreated temporarily, as long as they repelled the two in front of him, they would be able to create time for Zhao Wuling to get away.

The God of War Ares didn't kill himself. He knew very well that if he didn't pass his orders, the Temple of War was truly destroyed.

The other eleven of the twelve lord gods will be more than willing to accept these, the star field after he governs.

This is much easier than opening up the star field.

Even if the Zhan Sacred Hall was taken care of by Qin Yichen and given it to this stranger, it would be better than handing it over to other main gods.

God of War Ares's nearly life-threatening attack, in exchange for two black-robed men slowly backing away.

They felt fear in Ares, the **** of war.

This kind of bravery and fear of death is exactly the reason why they retreat in shock.

"kill!"

"kill!"

The God of War Ares roared in bursts, waving his spear like a rainbow, the sky filled the sky with stars and crescents, and cut the black fog of the black robe man again and again.

Looking at Ares, the **** of war, who was in a frenzy, Zhao Wuling's chest surged with a sense of war.

He was originally a believer in the Temple of War, and now he can fight side by side with Ares, the **** of war, which is already his great honor.

This desire to be buried in trivial matters and resentment for too long made him restless.

"You retreat, help the temple twelve riders get out, and leave it to me here."

A familiar voice appeared in his ears, and Zhao Wuling was startled.

"Master Guangzhu?"

"Aren't you injured, how do you deal with them."

"I have the God of War order delivered by Lord Ares. You take it and leave quickly. If I can come back alive, I will definitely serve Lord Kuangzhu piously."

Qin Yichen's charisma benefited Zhao Wuling's request.

He didn't even think about showing up under the ground.

With his current state of divine soul damage, going up to get the God of War Order is not what it means to die.

No matter how bad it is, the two men in black robes will join forces to attack themselves. Ares, the **** of war, may not be able to stop him, let alone himself?

Unless the opportunity to become a **** is there, Qin Yichen will take the risk.

"Retreat, don't distract me."

Zhao Wuling hesitated in his heart, still gritted his teeth and seized the opportunity created by Ares, the **** of war, to escape.

The two black-robed men behind saw Zhao Wuling run away, only sneered.

"Does this kid think he can escape."

"Brother, how about we play with him?"

The two didn't hide their plan at all, their voice fell into Zhao Wuling's ears, and his speed was a little faster.

One of the people in black robes raised his hand, and the black mist on his side faded a little bit.

"I haven't tried shooting a live target for a long time. I don't know how much accuracy has dropped."

In the eyes of the black-robed man, a cross appeared, and after a lot of calculations, Hei Mist dropped out of his hand and reached Zhao Wuling's side almost instantly.

Under the ground, Qin Yichen let out a low growl.

"Yu Tu, horned dragon!"

There was no sign of a dragon on the ground.

Roll directly to the sky.

The black-robed man above the sky had no time to react, and the earth dragon had already rolled under him.

How can the originally thin black fog resist Qin Yichen's attack?

The huge earth dragon broke in in an instant, and every sharp part of its claws, fangs, and dragon scales was a tool to tear the black mist.

The earth dragon that broke into the black mist continued unabated, and directly killed the black robe man!

"Brother beware!"

Another black-robed man beside him quickly stretched out his hand and pulled the dying black-robed man into his black mist.

What they didn't expect at all was that the earth dragon followed!

Tearing through the faint black mist, he forcibly entered with a ruthless attitude.

But this person did not separate the black fog after all, and the speed of the earth dragon after entering it was much slower.

The two were able to get away.

"This guy uses his companions as bait, so ruthless!"

The black-robed man who was attacked became angry and stared at the bottom of the ground.

However, they never thought that it was not Zhao Wuling who was hit by the black mist, but a clone of him condensed by Dao Fa.

His deity had already fallen to the ground and quietly came under the temple twelve horses.

"Unfortunately, this person's black mist is extremely dense, and Lord Guangzhu's methods may not be effective against him."

The sneak attack was useless, and Zhao Wuling directly revealed his true face, holding the God of War Order in his hands.

"Everyone in the Zhan Sacred Hall listened to the order and retreated to Thunder Mountain, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack."

The believers in the Zhan Sacred Hall were stunned for a moment. The War God's order could not be faked, and they retreated according to Zhao Wuling's instructions.

On the other side of the sky, Ares, the God of War, fought fiercely with the two men in black robes. Every step was earned by Ares, the God of War.

But in another place not far away, the two black-robed men were exceptionally silent. Over time, cold sweat has covered their foreheads.