As the king of killers on the Dota Continent, the Blade of Death is naturally very vicious.

He could see at a glance that the little ogre has the sixth level primary level, that is, the realm of the pseudo-sacred realm, and he could also see that Ge Long was just a rookie who had just stepped into the half-legged part of the holy realm. Although he had touched the bottom rules of the plane, he was unable to truly master his own domain rules due to time and experience.

The domain is the identity proof of the Sacred Domain powerhouse and their ultimate killer weapon. Facing a rule field that a Sacred Domain powerhouse opens with all its strength, the only way of confrontation is to open your own domain and try to cover the rules defined by the other party with the plane rules you define.

Especially with similar fields, such as the most common environmentally changing field, the strength itself is no longer important. The only condition to win is to master more authority to define low-level rules than the opponent. For example, if the opponent defines the battlefield as a lava hell, then he must change it into a snowy ice field...

It is precisely in order to avoid this situation that the old knife of Death Blade spent nearly a hundred years, giving up defining the environment and defining itself, creating a completely unique and best able to use its own strengths.

He gave up the authority to compete with others for the definition of low-level rules on the plane, but instead started from himself, and forced himself to modify "one" to "seven".

Of course, the price to be paid for doing so is unimaginable or even understandable. Even Lao Daozi himself could not confirm that after many battles, he is still not the original "self" or just a copy of the rules of the domain...

As the world's top assassin, when you set your goal in your mind, once Lao Daozi initiates an assassination, he will at least be more than 90% successful. However, this chance of success is based on knowing oneself and the enemy. Lao Daozi had imagined in advance that Ge Long would use various means to deal with himself, such as the powerful shamanic magic he knew.

However, the old sword made a lot of calculations, but he didn't expect that Ge Long had a "warfare pet" with a rule domain hidden. But he clearly did not feel the breath of a beast trainer or druid from the little ogre. It is well known that the shaman sacrifices the good chiefs and the soul beasts are used to serve, but he has never heard that they can drive super-level monsters at the holy realm level.

The abyss realm opened by the daughter of the Golong Dragon tribe can forcibly define a range of hundreds of meters into the deep sea world. This is a cold and dark world that is difficult to breathe and has great pressure. It is the type of realm that Lao Daozi hates the most.

"I missed it, withdraw!"

"You want to run away? You'd better give up!" Of course, Ge Long would not be affected by the realm that his daughter opened. Seeing that the Blade of Death and Blade was about to turn around and escape, Ge Long showed a sinister sneer on his face, summoning the Earth-bound totem to further limit the movement power of the old knife, then directly transformed into a man-cannibal King Kong, grabbing the Blade of Death and Blade whose speed was not as fast as that of the normal state, and split it into two halves with a strange roar.

“This feel…”

He killed a powerful sanctuary with his own hands. The cannibal King Kong sent the corpse in front of him, looking at the bloody half of his body, feeling the gradually dissipating soul in the realm space... This sense of reality is not false at all, and Ge Long is very sure that the corpse belongs to Lao Daozi himself, and he cannot die again.

But his eyes swept around and clearly saw a few old knives jumping around.

"It turns out that the realm can still be used like this..." Ge Long has been looking for his own domain since he successfully advanced to the pseudo-sacred realm. However, it was not smooth. Although he had experienced a lot of fighting and even witnessed the god-level battlefield with his own eyes. However, this just became a stumbling block on his realm. It was precisely because he had seen too much and knew too much that he could not start, and the power he had was relatively complicated, and the limitations of age and time, he did not really belong to his domain so far.

After he saw Lao Daozi's clone, the little ogre suddenly felt enlightened. It was not that he wanted to imitate Lao Daozi, but that he took this opportunity to successfully get rid of the unnecessary shackles on himself.

The domain is the lower-level rules of the plane that belong to oneself, and there should not be any restrictions or constraints. As long as it is truly own and needs, any element can be shaped into the domain power of it.

Just as Ge Long was in deep thought, the battle over there was already coming to an end. The most famous killer king in the mainland, Death Blade, originally had countless ways to save his life and escape, but here was the second most powerful Desert King on the mainland.

As the old opponent of the Killer King for many years, the Desert King's understanding of the method of the Death Blade is probably no one who can match the Dota Continent. From the very beginning, she has been planning to cut off all the escape routes of the Old Daozi. Even if she had long seen that the assassination target of the Death Blade was a little ogre, she didn't bother to stop it. Of course, it also stems from her absolute confidence in her little lover.

After all, the Dark Walker is still a Dark Walker. Even the supreme killer at the holy realm level is still stubborn. Faced with the siege of a group of powerful people, especially the mace waving by the one-eyed ogre Chopper, with the assistance of the Desert King, the old knife's exquisite and sinister dagger turned into a joke in front of that giant thing. In addition, the curse energy, magic traps, and the realm clones of the Desert King arranged around the Desert King were wiped out one after another, and in the end, only one living mouth was broken by the Desert King, sealing the Shadow Fighting Qi and capturing it alive.

"Hmph, I'm going to admit defeat this time. If you want to kill or cut it, you will be killed or cut. Anyway, you will be killed by the army outside. Your soul will fall into hell. And I, who is executing the oracle, will ascend to heaven."

Seeing the old knife with a stubborn mouth, someone turned his attention to the little ogre.

Anyone who knows Ge Long knows that he has many good methods for "torture and confession". For example, the "human vase" placed in the secret conference room of the Heicheng Chamber of Commerce has played a key role in the rapid development of the Chamber of Commerce. Many collaborators who intend to blackmail or make ill intentions naturally give up their original plans after seeing the vase. After all, there are many people who are not afraid of death, but if they are not willing to die, it is another matter.

Just as many people were waiting to watch the show, the little ogre was very neatly stomping on the old knife's head.

Although he also wanted to know the specific situation of the siege of the siege outside, such as the information of the reinforcements of the mysterious clergy who could suppress the curse of the Desert King, he was very interested. However, for what the little ogre planned to do next, whether there is any intelligence, the size of the enemy, and the number of strong people... these do not seem to be important.

Anyway, they all have to be taken away in one go.

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"You guys tell me, can Lao Daozi succeed?"

Outside Mandra Castle, among the army of madmen, several powerful men with obvious identities were looking at the Doomsday Castle standing not far away.

"This is not easy to say. After all, there is the troublesome fat female monster inside. That is the existence of the second strong man on the continent. Now Leitus is missing and life or death is unknown. She is likely to be the most powerful woman in this plane."

"Hmph!" After hearing this, someone sneered disdainfully.

"What's that kind of thing about compost meat? It's the second most powerful man in the mainland? It's really ridiculous. Which of the elders at the bottom of our Crystal Lake is better than that pig."

"What are you doing? Your Crystal Lake rioters are really unmatched in making trouble and making trouble behind their backs. But if you want to talk about hard steel on the front, you can do it with a dignified battle. Humph, I don't seem to have heard of you how many achievements you can make."

...

The members of the Madman Alliance are very complex. They come from all corners of the mainland, including regular soldiers, Vaticans and private soldiers of nobles, lone heroes and hidden guests, and even the largest proportion is a large number of civilians and ordinary believers.

Many people here were life and death enemies before, and they started killing each other as soon as they met, with clear and clear contempt chains, which could not have been condensed into a solid piece. They were able to gather together to form this loose alliance, which was originally out of infinite admiration for the "big-faced true god" in the sky, just to fulfill the will of the True God and purify this city of sinners. Use the blood of sinners to cleanse their sins.

Because of the reason why there are gods on the top of your head, even if you are with your enemies, before completing the oracle, everyone will only fight and sarcastically and sarcastically, but they will not really kill and start fighting on the spot.

"Hey, look, what is that?" In the mess, someone saw the main entrance of Mandra Castle suddenly open, and then he saw a petite and beautiful boy walking out of it slowly.

It is the little ogre Goron.

As soon as the man came out, the gate of Mandala Castle behind him was closed heavily, and then the layers of totem poles firmly sealed the gate of the castle.

The boy seemed to be driven out to die. He felt tens of thousands of cruel and bloodthirsty eyes falling directly on him. Even the ogre boy who had been tempered into iron, killed without blinking and ate people without adding salt felt a little cold behind his back. However, he did not retreat and continued to walk towards the camp of the Crazy Legion.

On the battlefield where blood and fire were everywhere and corpses were piled up like mountains, a beautiful boy with a peerless face walked towards thousands of scarlet killers. The scene was endless desolation and weirdness, so that the Legion of Crazy Revelators did not immediately rush forward and chopped the weak boy who seemed to be blown into meat sauce.

"Why? Don't you all believe in the 'thing' in heaven, and come here to kill people? I'm here, why isn't anyone here to kill me?"

The little ogre sarcasticated without mercy, and the provocative words were filled with disdain for these selfish, crazy, perverted and bloodthirsty people, and even the giant face above the sky.

His words were like a Mars thrown into a powder barrel, which instantly caused the army of Crazy Creator to explode. No one needed to order. In an instant, countless people rushed towards him with the aura of dying together. Among them, there were many famous fifth-level and sixth-level powerful men on the continent.

Not to mention that Ge Long is just a novice who has just entered the sixth-level pseudo-sacred realm, even if the real seventh-level holy realm is here, he will be instantly flooded by this iron-blooded torrent.

Faced with this scene, the expression on the little ogre's face showed a bit of hesitation and struggle. However, when he saw the countless twisted and ferocious faces in front of him, the last bit of shake finally disappeared completely.

"Yes, this world really needs to be 'cleaned'."

As the little ogre spoke, the ground under his feet suddenly rose. A golden door that was dozens of meters wide and hundreds of meters high, exuding endless magnificence and extremely gorgeous rose from the ground, forcing the little ogre into the air.

Behind the Crazy Legion, a clergyman with all his head and faces hidden under his cloak stared at the door blankly, with a little confused and disbelief in his eyes. Suddenly, he pointed at the door and shouted: "Oh my God, my great earth is really god, then, that is the 'Gate of Hell'!"
Chapter completed!