The Bright Guard Array is indeed very powerful, this kind of formation that can attack with multiple amplitudes, I am afraid that only this kind of ancient temple similar to the Church of Light can be taken out, however, although the attack is amplitated, however, the gap that has been opened up because of the realm is far from being able to pull Sen Han's sword gang closer to Sen Han Just like the blazing heat that has just come out of the furnace, in an instant, the seemingly surging holy light sword light melted cleanly After the viscous Saint Dou Qi on the body of the leader of the leader was broken, "lock the dragon" The scabbard was still castrated, and it slammed down on his chest. ” Twelve strands of blood flew in the void, and the twelve knights in light armor didn't have time to throw a recovery technique on themselves, and the darkness that invaded their brains made them fall into a coma in a moment, and they fell asleep softly in the courtyard and shook the "lock dragon" with their hands, and the cold sword gang spit out a few times, and gradually disappeared, looking at the iron-faced St.
Peter, Liu Feng chuckled: "It's time for you to make a move." ” "Hmph, it's really a holy order," Saint Peter sneered sarcastically.
Liu Feng smiled indifferently, and didn't care, the tip of the sword pointed at St.
Peter, and said with a smile: "You better summon the thing hidden in your body, otherwise with your own strength alone, I can let you go to see your so-called God of Light with one sword."
Hearing this, St.
Peter's face changed, his eyes were fixed on Liu Feng, and in the pupils of his eyes, the killing intent that did not belong to the priesthood flickered, and he said coldly: "You know what is in my body, who told you" Liu Feng glanced at him and said lightly: "Summon, let me also open my eyes, Holy See, what kind of fame has come out, it is so weird" Saint Peter's eyes narrowed slightly, swept the spatial enchantment that was spread on the void, and suddenly sneered: "It's okay, let this spatial enchantment become the tombstone of your death." ” The corners of Liu Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he tightened his right hand holding the scabbard of the "Lock Dragon", in the dantian, seven small silver-white particles released strands of tide-like liquid aura, in the meridians, flowing happily, bringing a surging sense of power St.
Peter pulled out the cross sword at his waist, knelt on one knee with a solemn face, lowered his head and muttered, and the deep chant continued to echo in this blocked space, giving people a sense of desolation at sunset Looking at St.
Peter who lowered his head and muttered, Liu Feng frowned slightly, and his body shook slightly, The sword shirt formed by the aura resurfaced on the surface of his body again, for some unknown things, Liu Feng still maintained enough vigilance, especially the things made by some religious madmen, which often seemed a little crazy and perverted above the void, Hei Bai Ke stared at St.
Peter, who was getting weaker and weaker because of the chanting, and his thick black eyebrows seemed to be locked together as if they were about to be locked together, and the strong energy was quietly brewing on a pair of iron fists, ready to give the enemy a fatal blow The chanting suddenly stoppedIn the space, there are only bursts of echoes from the previous chanting, but there is no longer the slightest hint of singing, the chanting is so abrupt, there is no foreplay, just like when a man is doing that with a woman, just when he is about to reach the moment, he is suddenly forcibly interrupted, that feeling is enough to make a person with a slightly less bearable ability Lima mad, but fortunately, Liu Feng and Hei Baike are not ordinary people, and their eyebrows are only slightly raised, Then he turned his gaze again to the milky white holy light on St.
Peter's body, who seemed to have no movement at all, suddenly appeared in the blocked space, and the light became thicker and thicker with the jump of time, and the place where the milky white light emanated, it was St.
Peter, who was kneeling on one knee, "so strong holy light" noticed the intensity of the increasingly thick holy light, Liu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers slightly curled the half-kneeling St.
Peter, on the shroud of the holy light, gradually stood up, Slowly raising his head, the face was still St.
Peter's face, but those eyes turned from blue to silver-white, silver and white without the slightest emotion, like a fleshless machine "Are you the human being that the subject asks to kill" The empty words came out of St.
Peter's mouth, indifferent and dry.
The divine thoughts of the "Holy Rank Human Level" all over the void, reading the intensity of the Holy Light Energy around the "Saint Peter", Liu Feng said softly: "What a strange thing, it has just been summoned, and it is already in the position of the Holy Rank, and this energy is still rising. ” Raising his eyes, his dark eyes looked at the pair of empty silver without a trace of emotion, and said suspiciously: "What are you?"
As soon as these words came out, Liu Feng shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, this guy in front of him was obviously an opponent with himself, how could he answer his own question but, to Liu Feng's surprise, "Saint Peter" frowned, a doubt flashed in his silver eyes, and after a while, he replied with a formulaic mechanic: "I am the third angel Legionnaire under the Seat of the God of Light, Tekfa" "The Third Angel Legion of the God of Light" Liu Feng was taken aback, and he was ecstatic: "There are really gods left in this world" If you want to get the "Guidance of Space", you must find the space god Lasades, and to find Lassadis, you must first know the whereabouts of the gods "St.
Peter" nodded lightly, his silver eyes lit up, he suddenly raised his head, and said indifferently: "The main body is already urging me to do it, human beings, let me purify you, those who are purified by the holy light can return to the embrace of the god of light." ” Looking at "St.
Peter", whose language was a little confused, Liu Feng frowned fiercely, this ghost thing, how can he not speak in the same tone, as if he has lost something.
"Angel" Hei Baike's figure moved, appeared beside Liu Feng, and said with a solemn face: "It has been recorded in the ancient books of the Dragon Clan that in the era of the gods, the forces under the God of Light were some human powerhouses who claimed to be angels."
"Then you mean to say that this guy didn't lie, did he really survive the age of the gods" Liu Feng said softly.
"Well, I think, this is mostly true" Hei Baike nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I just don't know, how did this guy survive until now, and why, in the long period of tens of thousands of years, no one on the continent has ever heard of the news about the god-level powerhouse, these mysteries must have something to do with the disappeared gods."
"Hehe, it's good to have news from the gods, so you don't have to mess around with dead rats anymore."
Liu Feng smiled, flicked the tip of the sword, and said with a smile: "Now, let me clean up this guy first, angel hehe, on the earth, this thing is usually called a birdman" "What's the earth" Hei Baike blinked his eyes suspiciously, stepped lightly on the floor with his toes, and floated into the void again, his mind firmly locked "Saint Peter" to the "Holy Ladder Level, this is probably already your limit."
Looking at St.
Peter, who seemed to have reached the peak, Liu Feng chuckled.
"Human beings, if it weren't for the limitations of the subject's fragile body, you would be nothing more than an ant-like existence in my eyes."
Perhaps because of the illumination of the holy light, "St.
Peter" spoke more and more fluently, and his silver eyes began to flicker with a little "At least for now, I can abuse you at will."
A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Liu Feng's mouth, his toes tapped on the ground, and the figure instantly appeared behind St.
Peter, and a lightning-like flying kick hit him directly between his waist and abdomen.
A muffled sound sounded, and the figure flew out upside down.
St.
Peter jumped out of a pile of rubble, his silver-white eyes, cold light flashed, the tip of the cross sword, and milky white fighting qi gushed out, directly melting the hard floor into a deep pit.
"The strength of the Holy Rank Heaven Rank is nothing more than that, the human beings of this era are not only much weaker, but even the realm has also declined" Saint Peter said indifferently: "Then I will let you see what kind of strength the Saint Rank powerhouse in the Ancient Gods Era should be" The body suddenly trembled violently, and a thick milky white light burst out from St.
Peter's body, and a pair of wide light wings violently ejected from St.
Peter's back, bringing turbulent energy fluctuations "This guy is really an angel under the seat of the God of Light in ancient times, and even the light wings given by the God of Light are displayed" Looking at the huge light wings that were several meters long, Hei Baike frowned and muttered.
Feeling the powerful power of holiness, Liu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, "The powerhouses of the ancient period are really much stronger than now, just by virtue of the strength of the Holy Rank and the earth-level, they can exert energy close to the heaven-level, and in the era of the ancient gods, it is indeed worthy of being the peak representative of this magical civilization."
Although "St.
Peter" is strong, Liu Feng, who has always been a challenge to leapfrog the level, how can he take this temporary level below him to heart No matter how powerful the angel is, he is just a birdman To be continued: