Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

Zhao Qianye's demigod aura that had been suppressed suddenly released, and collided head-on with the terrifying aura of the opponent.

"boom!"

Two terrifying shock waves collided, creating an astonishing ripple of air that blew Qin Ruoxi and the three people outside back like rootless catkins.

"Let me open it, young master!"

Zhao Qianye held Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly and stabbed him head-on, directly breaking the opponent's terrifying aura.

"Eh...that's interesting!"

The Demon God of Hell was shocked when he saw the humans below breaking his momentum, and looked down at Zhao Qianye.

suddenly!

He seemed to recall the countless years of being suppressed by humans and the ruthless humiliation he suffered. He roared and roared: "You can go and die, you damn human being!"

"Wow!"

Several arm-thick chains on Yunmen were instantly knocked straight, and a sky-high blood mist poured out from the Hell Demon God, condensing into a miniature version of the Hell Demon God.

He slowly floated down and landed on the ground. His vertical pupils without any human emotion glanced sideways at the group of thousands of new students behind Zhao Qianye. His scarlet tongue made an anthropomorphic gesture of licking his lips. Jie Jie Wei

He smiled and said, "It's another pleasant day. I'm starting to like it here!"

"Wow!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

"This, this...what's going on? Why can the suppressed gods and demons of hell escape?"

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on?"

"How can we play with this?"

…

The students were shocked and desperate, and every one of them was angry and frightened.

"Soul clone?"

"Well, the strength of this hell demon has probably increased a lot."

"The freshmen of this class are going to be unlucky!"

The teacher from the Extraordinary High School who knew the inside story was only slightly surprised and looked on with his arms folded.

"I'm afraid your student is in big trouble!" Nangong Wanqing said worriedly to her best friend.

Li Ruolan licked her hair and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid it's not the little guy who is in trouble, but the freshmen of this class who are all in trouble."

Nangong Wanqing was startled, looking at the hell gods and demons with the magical power of soul clones, and said in shock: "Now, I am afraid that not even one out of ten freshmen in this autumn camp will survive."

"Human, how have you thought about how to die?"

Mafa Jiejie smiled strangely.

Zhao Qianye swung Fang Tian's painted halberd, shouldered the weapon, and laughed proudly, "If you dare to talk to me like this, the grass on your grave will be three feet tall!"

All the teachers and students in the square were so shocked by Zhao Qianye's arrogant words that their scalps went numb. They had never thought that the freshmen standing with them would dare to act like this when facing the devil of hell.

But based on this alone, all the students present felt ashamed.

"Huh, looking for death!"

The hell demon Mafa was furious, and stepped on the hard stone with his hoof-shaped feet.

"Crack!"

A crisp crack.

"Whoosh!"

The opponent's body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Zhao Qianye.

"Well done!"

Zhao Qianye was not surprised but overjoyed. He had always wanted to find someone with equal strength to test his own strength. What level he was at. Unexpectedly, as soon as he fell asleep, the pillow came to him.

He swung Fang Tian's painted halberd and stabbed him straight.

"when!"

I don't know whether it was Mafa's confidence or something else, but the opponent didn't even try to dodge. He clenched his claw-like right hand into a fist and struck directly at the tip of the halberd.

"boom!"

An astonishing ripple of air splashed up, and the two figures were knocked back by a huge force and flew backwards directly from the ripple of air.

Zhao Qianye slid on the floor for several feet, then sank his right foot to stop his retreat.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Xiaopang shouted worriedly.

At this time, Zhao Qianye was fully focused and seemed not to hear Xiaopang's worries.

"Tap! Tread!"

The ripples of the air gradually dispersed, and a Hell Demon God, who was about one foot tall, with a ferocious figure and a terrifying aura, walked out from inside.

"I underestimated you, human!"

There was a hint of seriousness on Mafa's ferocious face.

"Stop talking nonsense, you will try my best!"

Zhao Qianye shouted sharply and activated the secret power of the weapon's handle.

"Wow!"

A golden brilliance soared into the sky.

This beam of light was full of majesty, sacredness, and domineering momentum, which made Mafa frown and reveal a hint of disgust.

Sudden!

Within the golden pillar of light, a shadow of a Seraph flew out, the ultimate symbol representing a practitioner of justice in the world.

"Damn Justice Priest, you pissed me off, human being!"

Mafa roared and made a terrifying sound wave.

"Tap! Tread!"

He swung his tail and ran quickly. His tall body and hoof-shaped feet made a vibration every time he stepped on the hard stone slab, like an earthquake.

The golden brilliance converged, and all the energy was poured into Seraphim's shadow, making the opponent's body appear slightly more solid.

Finally, Seraph holds the sword of justice and possesses Zhao Qianye.

"Holy Light Sanctions!"

Zhao Qianye roared loudly, used magic, held Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, and quickly rushed towards the gods and demons of hell. When the two were far away from each other, he swung the weapon.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the entire world was enveloped in a ray of holy light.

The Hell Demon God, who was running fast, seemed to be bound by a mysterious force and began to accept the sanction of the Holy Light.

"puff!"

A dazzling sword shadow turned into a sword of justice, piercing the hell god and demon Mafa, leaving the opponent unable to hide.

"Ah...hateful humans...hateful rules!"

Mafa felt the power of order and rules in the dark, and roared in horror and ferociousness, but was unwilling to surrender. Instead, she used all her strength to swing the ferocious bone-spiked tail at the tail, like a poisonous snake, to stab at the enemy.

"puff!"

A terrifying and domineering force penetrated Mafa's hard breastplate and penetrated through the opponent's chest.

Hot blood like lava spurted out.

The holy light dissipated and the world returned to normal again.

But at this moment, an afterimage attack, without the power of rules, suddenly flashed past and passed through Zhao Qianye's abdomen.

"puff!"

How could human flesh and blood withstand the charged attack of the hell gods and demons? Zhao Qianye was instantly seriously injured and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Jiejie, human being...you are dead...poof..."

Mafa smiled ferociously, stretched out his hand to pull out the Fangtian painted halberd stuck in his chest, and threw it away. The tenacious vitality of hell creatures is incomparable to the fragile human body.

He was smiling happily, when suddenly, a holy light appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of hot lava, and his body suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground.

"Damn, damn...this damn power of order!"

He looked down at the hideous wound on his chest. The wound that had healed quickly was eroded by an overbearing force, preventing it from repairing itself.

Xiaopang and Song Qingshu resisted being frightened by the fierce aura of the Hell Demon, and quickly stepped forward to rescue Zhao Qianye, who was lying on the ground with serious injuries.

"I pray that what I see before me, O brave warrior, you will recover from all your injuries and return to the battlefield!"

A clear and sweet prayer sounded from Qin Ruoxi's mouth.

"Wow!"

An astonishing ray of light flew out from the opponent's body, turned into a thunderbolt, and poured into Zhao Qianye's body.

In a moment, the horrific injuries returned to normal within a few breaths.

"Boss, boss, can't you scare me?" Xiaopang was so frightened that he cried. He was really frightened.