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At the same time, his left arm turned into a silver shadow that tore through the air. The five fingers of his dragon-scale-covered palm turned into claws, and with the terrifying power of the deep sea, he fiercely grabbed the end of the handle of the Sky-Splitting Thunder Axe.

The timing, angle and strength were perfect, like a dragon's claw, instantly clamping the node where the axe handle exerted force.

clang!

The Skyfire Hammer was led astray.

The Thunder Axe is locked.

The collision of extreme force and superb skills unleashed a circular shock wave, creating spider-web-like cracks in the space.

Triglav's arms shook violently, and the Thunder Axe spun violently, trying to crush the dragon claws that were holding the axe handle. The Skyfire Hammer spun around, carrying a high temperature that could burn everything, and smashed towards Ye Zuochen again.

Ye Zuochen's figure is like catkins in the wind, or like a butterfly flying through flowers.

The silver dragon arms swung to block, hinder, unload, or lead.

He channeled the enormous force into the void, used the palm knife to chop the weak point of the axe handle, interrupting the condensation of thunder, and turned his body sharply, letting the two divine weapons collide with each other, erupting with an even more violent impact!

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The two figures turned into two entangled light and shadows, colliding, separating, and colliding again wildly in the air.

Every fight was like a thunderclap, and every clash of power made the sky groan in pain.

The sky became their canvas and was ruthlessly torn apart by their power. Irregular black holes were blasted out and spread all over the sky.

Countless boiling liquid heavenly fires, like blood flowing from a wound, gushed out from the hole.

The scorching rain of fire poured down, igniting the earth below, which had already turned into molten scorch, into an even more dazzling and desperate sea of ​​fire.

The Golden Crow still flew up into the sky, reaching towards the bright sun.

Above the lava, fire rained down from the sky!

Under the sky, the God of War fights!

After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, the eyes of Triglav's three heads became more and more brutal. He could feel that the martial arts of the godslayer in front of him had reached the highest level, and he could not be defeated in a short time by simply suppressing him with strength and skills.

"Thunder Domain—Seal!"

The thunder axe held tightly in his left hand was thrown fiercely towards Ye Zuochen. It instantly disintegrated in the air and turned into billions of deep purple thunders. In an instant, it intertwined into a huge electric net that covered the entire field of vision and blocked all dodging space, and it came down on Ye Zuochen's head!

"Abyss—open!"

The earth groaned as it could not bear the heavy burden, and countless huge cracks with bottomless depths and red magma flowing at the edges were torn open in an instant.

Under the cracks, the dark blue wind of Hades that froze the soul rushed straight into the sky.

These cracks spread like living things to Ye Zuochen's bottom in an instant, forming a death trap leading to the endless underworld.

A terrifying suction force came from the depths of the crack, like billions of cold hands of death, trying to drag Ye Zuochen into eternal damnation!

Heavens! The Thunder Prison's electric grid suppresses!

Enter the earth! The rift of Hades swallows it!

A fatal situation took shape in an instant. Facing this unavoidable desperate situation, Ye Zuochen's platinum dragon scales covering him suddenly burst out with an unprecedented dazzling platinum divine light.

The outline of the entire arm expanded rapidly in the light and turned into the head of a giant white dragon.

"—Wherever my arm strikes, the stars shatter like glass. This is the iron hammer that punishes the heavens for those who betray the gods—"

The fully liberated "Head of Pride" slammed into the giant thunder net covering its head.

Boom——!

The destructive thunder struck the platinum dragon head madly, with flashes of lightning and deafening thunder.

The power grid was forcibly held up by the terrifying power and arrogant will contained in the dragon head. The thick lightning network cables broke and disintegrated inch by inch under the biting of the platinum fangs and the crushing of the platinum scales.

The dragon head, with its unstoppable momentum, tore a huge gap in the prison of destructive thunder.

At the moment of breaking the net——

A fatal sneak attack is coming!

"die--!"

Triglav tightly grasped the end of the hammer handle wrapped in pale white fire with both hands, rushed out from the lightning net, and smashed towards Ye Zuochen.

The dark red furnace divine pattern instantly lit up on the hammer, emitting terrifying forging power.

The entire hammer head seemed to be instantly smashed into the furnace of God in the void by an invisible force.

laugh--!

Sparks flew, and the hammer was instantly recast. The originally pale core of the skyfire suddenly condensed into a ball of light that was so white that it was impossible to look directly at it.

The weight and power of the entire giant hammer seemed to increase tenfold in an instant!

It is the authority that the God of Forging recasts in an instant!

No frills, just pure, unadulterated power.

The Skyfire Hammer smashed down towards Ye Zuochen with the ultimate power to reshape the mountains and rivers.

Ye Zuochen only had time to barely lift up the arrogant dragon head to block the attack, as it had just torn through the lightning net and the power had not yet fully returned.

boom!

The recast World-Burning Star Core Hammer smashed heavily on the arrogant dragon's raised horn and the forehead covered with platinum scales!

The platinum horn that was strong enough to pierce the sky actually broke into a shocking huge crack the moment it came into contact with the sky.

The platinum and glazed scales covering the dragon's head were dented over a large area.

The "Head of Pride" was smashed to pieces with one blow.

puff--

Ye Zuochen's body was struck by billions of heavy hammers. The huge impact force instantly made him lose all his strength to fly. The suction coming from the countless huge cracks below that were spewing out the cold wind of the underworld was infinitely magnified under the impact of this destructive blow.

boom!

The destructive shock wave from the Skyfire Hammer hit Ye Zuochen hard!

Ye Zuochen's figure was instantly swallowed by the abyss rift that was spewing out dark blue cold air. The cold underworld wind, carrying the wails of the dead souls, instantly drowned him.

Click!

A crisp sound, as if a glass mirror was completely shattered, suddenly exploded from the distant sky.

Triglav suddenly raised his head, and the three heads covered with golden eye masks turned to the sky at the same time. He saw that the magnificent sun forged by his own hands suddenly disintegrated and turned into a golden-red rain of light splashing all over the sky, falling down.

The figure of Jinwu stood proudly in the center of the broken sun's core, his long black hair dancing wildly in the energy storm, and his red-gold palace dress rustling.

He slowly retracted his sharp claws that were grabbing the sun's core, and his beautiful face still showed the arrogance that looked down on everything.

It was as if what was crushed was not a God-made star, but an eyesore glass bead.

However, just as the afterglow of the shattered sun had not yet dissipated, a golden thread shot out from the center of the Golden Crow's full chest.

hum-

This golden thread ignored the distance in space and instantly penetrated the diffuse dust and energy turbulence, sinking into the rift in the underworld below that was about to close completely.

Pulled by the golden thread, Ye Zuochen suddenly flew out from the crack in the underworld.

An identical golden thread was connected to his heart, and the other end was firmly tied to Jinwu's atrium!

The golden thread connects the hearts, transcending life and death!

"It turns out to be the thread of Pisces. You really have a great power!" Triglav snorted in sudden realization and instantly recognized what the golden thread was.

[Gilded Heart-Wrapping Silk] can be said to be the nemesis of the power of the underworld.

Whether it's the myth of Vulcan forging a golden chain for Venus, or Venus connecting herself to Cupid with a rope to become Pisces, or the myth of Venus journeying to the underworld to save her beautiful lover...

All of this allowed the [Gilded Heart-Wrapping Silk] to pull Ye Zuochen back from the underworld.

Seeing that his decisive attack failed, Triglav roared in unison, and his fighting spirit was boiling again.

hum-

The space behind him distorted violently, and countless majestic figures wearing ancient armor and riding pure white divine horses emerged like a tide.

A full three hundred riders!

They wore ancient helmets that concealed their faces, and exuded pure and terrifying war power. Although their faces could not be seen clearly, their uniform momentum was enough to crush any mortal legion.

"White mane crushes the eternal night, saddle and bridle burn the starry sky, three hundred skeletons climb the dark river, heavy armor bursts!"

Driven by Triglav's will, a legion of three hundred servants of the god of war erupted in earth-tearing war cries.

The legion suddenly became like a divine arrow shot from a bow, riding on the white divine horse, and carrying the torrent of war that crushed everything, they launched a devastating group charge towards Ye Zuochen who had just escaped from trouble and was not yet stable.

The horse's hooves crushed the void, the sound of the hooves was like thunder, gathering into a roar of destruction.

At the same time, Triglav's giant arm held the Burning World Core Hammer tightly and smashed it hard into the boiling lava ground under his feet.

Boom-!

The earth shook violently as if a war drum was being struck.

Countless huge bulges suddenly rose from the lava, and then burst. From the broken bulges, weapons shining with divine light ejected.

A spear burning with flames, a giant sword wrapped in thunder, a battle axe engraved with runes, a chain hammer emitting ice...

Countless magical weapons shot out like fountains and fell into the hands of every servant of war who charged forward!

The immortal army of God's servants.

The endless divine weapons of the God of Forging.

This inexhaustible torrent of war, blessed by divine weapons, instantly surrounded Ye Zuochen!

"Noisy."

Faced with this charge that was enough to make Zhen Shen change color, Jin Wu just uttered two words coldly, without looking directly at those servants of the god of war, but just raised his jade hand covered with red gold palace dress to the surging torrent of steel.

boom--!

A huge golden bird claw made of pure solar fire appeared out of thin air.

The golden claws burned with golden flames that could burn everything, and they grabbed at the charging army of war god's servants like crushing ants.

puff!

A destructive collision broke out instantly. Dozens of war gods and their mounts who were at the forefront, when they came into contact with the golden bird claws, were instantly vaporized by the sun's true fire, along with their horses and weapons, like fragile wax figures.

Wherever the bird's claws passed, they left behind a vacuum zone burning with golden flames and molten metal slag flying all over the sky!

hum-

The space was only slightly distorted at the location of those servants of war who were annihilated in an instant. The next moment, servants of war who were also wearing armor, holding magic weapons, and riding white horses appeared out of thin air and filled the gap.

The Undead Legion, truly worthy of its name!

Jinwu's beautiful brows frowned slightly, and a hint of impatience flashed across his face.

This endless resurrection is indeed troublesome.

Om-!

Behind Ye Zuochen, dreamy purple smoke quietly spread out, and a graceful figure appeared silently.

She was wearing a fashionable yet strangely restrained purple dress, with white bandages wrapped around her arms and eyes, making her look like an exquisite doll.

Her long grape purple hair was softly draped, adorned with a floral ribbon and a small hat with light pink ruffles.

The subordinate god, Lian, appears.

"—Sleep, allow your consciousness to loosen its ropes, and let the lighthouse in your head gradually dim—"

Lian slightly pouted her lips, which were covered by the bandage, and blew a light breath.

call--

Purple smoke, like a gentle evening breeze, instantly swept across the entire battlefield.

The servants of the god of war who were charging forward with murderous intent and fearlessness just a second ago, no matter if they had just been resurrected or were holding up their magic weapons and preparing to chop, their movements instantly stiffened.

Their heads covered with masks drooped slightly, and their arms gripping weapons loosened weakly, and the magic weapons fell to the ground with a clang.

A mountain of heavy sleepiness swept over the three hundred immortal servants of the gods. It was as if the pause button had been pressed collectively. They fell off their galloping divine horses one after another, lying in all directions on the hot lava ground, and fell into a deep sleep.

Even Triglav, who was standing high in the center of the battlefield, with Sventovit's head in the middle, his eyes, covered by the golden eye mask, suddenly became unfocused.