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A total of fifty saints.

Not to mention the present, the Crimson Lord had never seen this amount even in the ancient world of natural disasters and the wizard war.

At that time, the total number of saints in the wizarding world and the world of natural disasters may be more than this, but at this moment, the sum of the number of saints in the two worlds may not be equal to these fifty saints.

And, that's not all.

There are close to fifty saints guarding the gate of the world. If you add those who have shot before, there are more than 60 saints.

More than 60 saints, what kind of number is this?

At least before this, the Crimson Lord never thought that one day, she would be able to face such a number of saints.

It's no wonder that the masters of natural disasters looked horrified and lost directly.

Two fists are no match for four hands!

A single god in the world of the gods may not be an opponent of a disaster lord, especially if it is an incarnation.

But the ones here are not one or two, but dozens of people of this level.

When this number is reached, I am afraid that an eighth-level person will come, otherwise there is no way to replace anyone.

Looking at this scene, a bad premonition rose in the heart of the Crimson Lord.

Sure enough, at the next moment, the sacred avatars surrounding the gate of the world below, who had not made a move before, began to move.

A pair of eyes stared at the Crimson Lord with unison, staring at him.

That kind of real pressure made the Crimson Lord's heart skip a beat, and he felt an unprecedented sense of tension and excitement.

An uneasy premonition emerged in my heart, as if something bad was about to happen next.

The next moment, the uneasy premonition was completely fulfilled.

It's just that from below, with a pair of eyes staring at him, the incarnations of the gods began to strike at the same time.

They were shrouded in terrifying power, and the aura of authority belonging to the divine existence began to show, and at this moment, it spread outward in an instant, straight into the sky.

One after another, the actual power of authority turned into a chain, rushing out crazily, and under the control of the thoughts of the gods, they rushed directly towards the scarlet lord.

Then, a majestic light bloomed.

On the body of the Crimson Lord, ripples continued to emerge.

The domain belonging to the eighth-order level was shaken instantly, and the crimson domain was constantly distorted at this moment. It seemed that some could not bear the oppressive force at this moment, and it was about to disintegrate by itself.

Compared with the eighth-order level, the strength of the incarnation of the gods is still weaker, and theoretically speaking, there should be no way to damage them.

But that's just normal.

At this moment, the number of incarnations of the gods in front of them is really too many, so many that the scalp of the eighth-level existence would feel numb, and it would feel terrifying.

The power of the crimson domain was constantly being shaken, and at this moment, it spontaneously began to distort, as if it was about to be unable to bear it, and it was only the last point to completely collapse.

But at this moment, a deadly murderous intent began to spread, and the breath of death gradually spread.

The Crimson Lord raised his head and looked outside.

Not far away, a long silver sword was swung out, and at this moment, it fell directly, and then fell on the scarlet lord.

This sword contains the pure power of death, and it also carries the power of terrifying killing power. It is a terrifying power that combines the two powers of death and killing. It erupts at this moment and suppresses it suddenly.

Yinhua, the sword of killing!

The pure killing power is overflowing, and the power belonging to the killing authority is boiling. At this moment, it is violent, and faintly condenses into countless phantoms, which gather into one point and slam down.

boom! !

A faint crisp sound came out slowly.

The Crimson Lord was a little startled, and looked up.

Around him, a slight cracking sound resounded continuously, and the power of the crimson domain began to shatter.

A sharp silver sword light pierced through everything, cut down in an instant, and pierced directly through her chest.

Really broke her domain and penetrated her body of law.

The crimson blood began to trickle, and several divine splendors emerged from it, gradually erupting, and went outward.

This is crimson blood, and every drop that flows out is enough to destroy a world, turn a big world that was originally intact into nothingness, and burn all the vitality in it.

The red blood continued to drip, and the body of the Red Lord began to retreat.

After being pierced through the body of law by the sword of the God of Death, her complexion looked a little ugly, but the aura on her body was not too damaged.

The blow just now seemed to be just a small injury to him.

No wonder.

The power of this incarnation of the God of Death is limited. It can penetrate the body of the Crimson Lord and inflict damage on it, but it is unrealistic to injure him with a single blow.

Even if it was his original body, it would not be easy to defeat the Crimson Lord in front of him, let alone an incarnation at the moment.

But even so, the scarlet lord's face was ugly in front of his eyes.

She looked at the god of death in front of her, and then at the densely packed incarnations of the gods below, her face was extremely ashen at this moment.

As the lord of natural disasters who has conquered countless worlds for countless years, the scarlet lord knows in his heart that this time the world of natural disasters will be in serious trouble.

The strength of this strange world in front of me is unprecedentedly strong, and there are more than 60 sacred people.

This number far exceeds the sacred number of the natural disaster world at the moment, and is more than twice that of the natural disaster world.

At this moment, they are still descending in their avatars, so there are not many big moves yet, but once their real bodies begin to descend, they will definitely stir up a boundless storm.

At that time, the natural disaster world will be in an extremely dangerous situation.

There are more than 60 saints raging in the world of natural disasters. This scene is almost unimaginable for the Crimson Lord.

Especially when among the more than 60 saints, there are still three eighth-level saints.

At this thought, the Crimson Lord's face turned livid, and he turned around slowly.

"Hurry up and come out!"

Her face was livid, and she spoke slowly at this moment, calling to the distance: "If you don't come out again, when these sacred real bodies are sent over, we will all be finished!"