The sun god Amon, one of the three great sun gods in Egypt, lives in the city of light, Hermopolitan, and holds the name of nearly one-third of La.

Its authority is centered on the sun, involving light, sacred, noon and other aspects, and is a very powerful deity.

Before Yuanqingwei achieved the main god's identity, Amon was second only to the sun gods who had the power of dawn, time, hope, life, etc. among the main gods, and the incarnation of the original water god, and the moon god Ah may not be his opponent.

In Yuan Qingwei's calculation, he was the main god-level game authority that merged most of the Yinshi powers, and may not be his opponent in frontal battles.

After all, in Egyptian heaven and earth, the authority of the sun is too great.

Therefore, facing the pursuit of the sun god Amon, Yuan Qingwei did not go out to fight directly, but stood above his holy land, looked at Amon sitting on the sun golden ship, and said, "Amon, do you really want to start a war with me?"

"God of Games! I should ask you this sentence! Are you really going to fight with me for Toot?"

Amen on the Sun Golden Ship had a plain mouth, but Yuan Qingwei narrowed his eyes slightly. In his eyes, this Amen's brilliance was very extreme. Apart from the infinite light and heat feeling that normal sun gods would have, the sacredness and extremeness really coincide with the Holy Lord of the Holy Light in the main world.

‘No wonder he has such a domineering personality!’ Yuan Qingwei recalled the records of the Holy Light Lord in myth. Rather than saying that he is the only one who is the only one, he is a guided attitude that is almost the absolute truth and makes his own voice.

Although Amon was not that level, his plain tone also made Yuan Qingwei not like it very much.

"Whether we go to war depends on what you think! What I'm even more curious is that Tut has no conflict with you! What is the purpose of you targeting him like this? And, hiding it from me, is it too much to search in the game world!"

Yuan Qingwei answered in an equally plain tone, and the bright divine light emerged, like an invisible membrane, which would block all the sun's rays outside.

Amon, who tried to penetrate into the game world with his brilliance and searched for the traces of Tut, was surprised: "My brilliance is the world's love for all things. He should go deep into any land without any haze, and naturally he cannot be said to be sneaky. However, it seems that you really want to go against me!"

"It's not that I want to go against you, what you do is to fight me! Amon, do you really want to fight with me?" As soon as Yuan Qingwei's words fell, the sun god Amon turned into a big sun and hung high in the void, emitting endless light and heat!

The sacred power quickly filled the surroundings, squeezing towards Yuan Qing little by little.

Yuan Qing looked up slightly and saw twisted void vortexes appearing in the void, including copy spaces of the game world, and these spaces are stacked with layers of vortexes.

Amon emitted light, twisted in the vortex, shattering into hundreds of millions of long or short fragments of light, blending into one copy world after another.

"How can the light of rice grains be comparable to the sun? Do false things also want to carry the sun?"

When Amon saw him reaching out and grabbing, endless glory gathered, condensed into a tiny sun in his palm, and slowly set down as his palm pressed down.

Yuan Qing was slightly surprised. He found that he seemed to underestimate the God of the Sun. Although the sun in the other person's eyes showed a bit extreme, the light and heat contained in it had reached the level of the real sun.

In addition, the principles and principles of Taoism and law are very perfect. It can be said that such a small sun can be placed in some low-end worlds and exist as a real sun.

"God of Games, repent under the light of the sun!"

The miniature sun continued to sink, and muffled thunder sounded in the void, and the rumbling sound was endless. At the same time, the super-small sun continued to expand and contract, just thinking that it was an explosive that was about to explode. It was suppressed and could not be vented. It could only flow back and stack, and eventually formed a terrible energy reaction.

"The sun's glory confession, do you think there is nothing great about it only with you?"

Yuan Qing stretched out his hands and intertwined in the air. The twisted void vortexes around him were stacked one after another, and the copy spaces merged into each other, entering a strange state of overlapping and overlapping.

It eventually turned into a chaotic and chaotic void that could not be seen clearly and could not be understood. After the tiny sun fell into it, the pressure gathered from all directions would detonate it.

"boom!"

The tiny sun, which was stacked in layers of voids, suddenly exploded, and the surging energy turned into a wave of energy, twisting the void and bursting out infinite destructive light.

For a moment, these brilliances even overwhelmed the divine light on Ameng's body, making many gods hiding in the dark and observing the battle feel that their eyes were blinded by this pure brilliance.

"It seems that I underestimated you!"

Amon watched the twisted vortex void constantly reopening and forming a copy world that was destroyed under the glory, and immediately knew that his attack was not working.

"It's not that you underestimated me! But before that, you've never seen me directly! Amon, the sun is not absolutely supreme! Even if you are stronger than me, this is my holy land!" After Yuan Qingwei said, his hands slightly closed, and vortexes appeared one after another in the void, and countless copy spaces emerged densely.

In the end, the vortex and copy space were compressed inward with Yuan Qingwei's hands clasped together, forming a chaotic wave, constantly devouring Among's glory.

"It's just a little bit of light that is close to the sun. Do you think you can beat the sun?"

Faced with Yuan Qingwei's remarks, Amon showed anger, and hot flames and light kept gushing out of his body, but as Yuan Qingwei said before, this was his holy land, occupying too much territory.

Countless dungeon worlds are just about wanting to be one foundation after another, linked together, layer by layer, and connected to each other to form a formation with each other. After entering these worlds, the endless glory is constantly diluted, transferred, and differentiated, and is finally absorbed by the Jianmu projection deep in the game world, turning into nectar on the branches and leaves, purifying the turbid breath accumulated in the Yin world, liberating more Yin world power, and strengthening the authority of Yuanhuiwei.
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