436: C436 The Damaged Painting

C436 The Damaged Painting

"There are times when you lose your footing in the martial arts world. Is it going to happen today?"

Shen Qingfeng raised the Sunset Bow with both of his hands and injected all of his magical energy into it. This was a weapon used by a saint. Although the records did not mention how strong its defensive power was, the attack of a Deification Stage warrior would not cause any damage to the saint weapon!

The moment the black energy ball touched the Sunset Bow, the divine light of the Sunset Bow lit up. It continuously devoured the incomparably violent energy. However, a flash of understanding suddenly flashed in his heart. It could not be resisted!

After all, this was the full force attack of a Deification Stage Divine Dragon. The power of the Sunset Bow in his hands was limited. Even the remaining energy was enough to destroy them.

"Retreat!"

Shen Qingfeng roared out loudly. He struck out with his dragon fist, and a door was forcefully opened amidst the violent energy. He then dragged the Little Divine Dragon and rushed in.

All of this happened in a thousandth of a second. Then, the terrifying dark energy completely submerged this generation. Over a hundred mountains had disappeared, and countless magical beasts had been buried in them. They didn't even have time to think.

"Rumble..."

This attack finally blew up a sinkhole in the center of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It was so deep that one couldn't see the bottom. The shock it caused was like a nuclear explosion. If a scientist came to investigate... They would definitely think that this was the result of a space meteorite collision!

The dark Divine Dragon floated in the air and admired his masterpiece for a while. After letting out a heaven-shaking roar, it slowly disappeared.

It did not notice that a damaged landscape painting had been preserved from the previous strike, landing in a corner of the mountain range.

In Church of Light, an old man wearing a white magic robe stood on the peak of Holy Temple. He looked in the direction of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, his eyes full of wisdom.

"I didn't expect that the devil dragon was still alive. As expected of a legendary creature. A thousand years have passed, and its strength has become even more terrifying..."

As a veteran Deification Stage warrior, his vision was longer. In his point of view, Shen Qingfeng was merely a pawn of those old fellows in the east. He wanted to stir up a storm, but he didn't expect that he would lose his life. Although he had some talent, that was all.

"Your Highness the Pope!"

"Your Highness the Pope!"

Holy Maiden, Joan, and the First Knight, Arthur arrived at the same time. They knelt down, their eyes filled with sincerity.

"Do you know why I called you here?"

"The kid who fought with Arthur a few days ago is already dead. He has provoked an existence that should not be provoked. You have to learn from this lesson. There is still a long way to go. Do not die before you reach the Soul Formation stage!"

The Pope put his hands behind his back and said earnestly.

"Yes! I will definitely follow your instructions. One day, I will definitely break through to the Deification Stage!"

When Arthur heard these words, he clenched his fists tightly, as if he was going to injure himself.

Shen Qingfeng, that brat, had died just like that. This meant that he would never be able to defeat him with his own hands, and wash away his shame.

"Understood, Pope."

Joan's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. Previously at the gala, she had used astrology to predict Shen Qingfeng's fate, but unexpectedly discovered that the youth's life seemed to have no end, like a boundless universe.

But the Pope was the most authoritative existence in the Church of Light, she did not dare to raise any objections and could only nod her head in agreement.

Hundred Thousand Mountains

After tearing apart the space, Shen Qingfeng and the Little Divine Dragon fell into a world filled with singing birds and fragrant flowers. This was the most precious treasure of Reverend Qingyang's life in Azure Sun Cave. Terrifying energy rushed in through the door just now and destroyed several mountains in the blink of an eye. Even a Dragon Artery exploded...

A few hours later, when everything had calmed down... The Azure Sun Cave was already riddled with holes. Shen Qingfeng fell to the ground. It was unknown whether he was alive or dead, but the Qi on his body was extremely weak. The hand that was holding the Sunset Bow was covered in blood.

The Little Divine Dragon had already become two inches in size. There were traces of blood on its golden scales. However, it did not fight the dark energy ball head on. The damage it suffered was lighter, and its life force was still vigorous.

A Iron-eating Beast trembled slightly as it crawled out from a pile of rocks. The world-destroying scene just now was too terrifying. A few mountains exploded in an instant, and the spirit beasts living inside died without even making a sound.2

Its body had suffered some minor injuries, but luckily, its fur was thick enough, so it didn't suffer any serious injuries. It held a thousand-year-old spirit herb in its mouth, and moved closer to the Little Divine Dragon.

"Yiya..."

The Little Divine Dragon suffered such a severe injury, but after smelling the fragrance of the spiritual grass, it reluctantly opened its eyes and tried its best to swallow it. A gentle force was dissolved by it. It seemed to be more energetic, but it was still unable to fly.

When the Iron-eating Beast saw this situation, it ran to look for other spiritual herbs. Originally, there were hundreds of different types of spiritual herbs in the Azure Sun Cave, but after this disaster, 90% of them had been destroyed, so it was not easy to find a complete one.

After a quarter of an hour, after swallowing a dozen or so spirit herbs, the Little Divine Dragon finally regained its ability to move.

It came to Shen Qingfeng's side and sniffed, and found that he had already entered the state of False Death. It didn't have much magic left in its body, and if it wasn't for the fact that its physique was strong enough after being refined by the War God Spell... * Hong Long...... *

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