1385: C1385 Goblin

C1385 Goblin

Previously, he could only use spirit arts, so his offensive power was extremely limited against people at the Saint level. If the people from Cihang Quiet Building were to see Yang Ping execute even more spirit techniques, they would definitely be shocked.

After going through a change and using an even more powerful force, the Holy Spirit Art unleashed by Yang Ping had only just been released, and it caused the Mountain Meng of heaven and earth to sink into a state of fear.

Although the Saint was conceited, when he felt the aura of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, his expression immediately changed and he cried out, "Impossible! How can you have power at the Divine level?!" The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was at least a level stronger than the lightning he summoned, so its attack power was naturally much weaker. His attack was engulfed by the divine lightning of the Ninth Heaven and was directed straight at Saint.

The cold eyes of the two Saint Knight s revealed shock, their bodies on the verge of collapse, unable to hold on any longer.

"Fiendgod, you are a Fiendgod!"

Saint remembered something. Before he came to Hua Xia, the Pope had mentioned that there was a Divine Demon in Dragon City, so he had to be careful when encountering one.

Raising the Scepter, he released a shocking amount of light energy that turned into layers of defense. A hexagram shield, also known as absolute defense, welcomed the divine lightning from the Ninth Heaven. Saint braced himself, there was no time for him to dodge. He could only hope that the Scepter could block it.

Nine Heavens Thunder God landed on the hexagram shield.

Ka-cha! *

Saint did not have time to be happy, seeing that the shield had many cracks on it, his expression changed. Gritting his teeth, he injected all of the Power of Light s into the shield, allowing it to start recovering. However, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Technique's attack power was too terrifying, its destructive power far surpassed the Power of Light's recovery ability.

Pfft!

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder finally broke through the absolute defense and struck Saint ruthlessly.

Saint's body smashed into the soil, causing a large amount of dust to fly out.

Yang Ping's face turned cold, as if she had done something insignificant, and turned to leave. She did not have time to play with Saint, and just as he was about to leave, the two Saint Knight s were paralyzed on the ground.

Saint's body was embedded into the soil, two Saint Knight s were digging the soil, and with great difficulty, they brought Saint up, whose entire body was charred black, the Scepter in his hand broken into two, he could not help but take in a breath of cold air.

If the lightning was aimed at the two of them, they knew that they would definitely die.

"Fiendgods!"

Saint was heavily injured, overflowing with hatred shooting out of his eyes, he clenched his teeth and said: "If I do not avenge this grudge, then I am not Saint. I won't give you a chance next time. " He took out a pearl like pill from his bag and swallowed it, slowly recovering his aura.

After a long while, Saint stood up, the wounds on his body had recovered, but he was in so much pain. The medicine he had just consumed was made from the purest Power of Light. There were not many in the Church that were dedicated to the highest level of life support medicine. Saint also didn't have much, this time bringing three pellets to Hua Xia, he used one before even entering the Heavenly Tomb.

"You dare to blaspheme, no one can save you."

Saint's face was gloomy, he shouted: "Why are you still cold, hurry up and go up."

It seemed like a fierce battle between two evenly matched opponents. The dignified Saint of the Church was not even able to withstand a single blow from Yang Ping. He almost died on the mountainside. After the three left, in a hidden forest, Nicholas retracted his gaze. His snow-white eyebrows jumped as he thought to herself, this child's strength far surpasses my imagination, I never thought that he would be able to easily defeat Saint. Although Saint did not use his full strength, he had already used the Sacred Artifact of the Church, but he still lost miserably. It seemed like he had to change his strategy to enter the Heavenly Tomb.

His gaze turned, and the wise man muttered: "Let's not clash head on with Yang Ping, this time in the Heavenly Tomb, there are many experts who have enmity with Yang Ping, we will follow behind, as long as there are benefits."

"Understood." Previously, there were still people clamoring that they would kill Yang Ping and take revenge for their comrades. However, from the looks of it now, without Nicholas, they would not even be her match.

Dragon City is a place with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. I sense some terrifying auras. After entering, it is best to be careful. The wise leader gave the order.

The group that was paying attention to the battle between the Saint and Yang Ping was not only the group of wise men, there were also others.

The reason why he didn't experience the true terror of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Soul was because he didn't know how terrifying Yang Ping was.

The Saint led the two Saint Knight up and met a group of experts who had come from India. Ancient India and China were both part of the four ancient countries, and there were quite a few teachers who were known as the people closest to the gods. India has too many sects and too many faiths, and only a few truly senior people have the family name to rule the country. The Polo Sect was the first and strongest family name.

A dozen people from ancient India came to the Dragon City to join in on the fun.

All of them were as thin as a monkey, but their eyes were sparkling. With every breath they took, their lower regions would sink in. They practiced Ancient India Yoga to the maximum extent of every moment, and their body's flexibility and explosive power were both terrifying.

"Out of the way!"0

Saint's face became ugly, seeing more than a dozen people blocking the way, especially looking like skinny monkeys, he became extremely disgusted, and impatiently said: "Did you hear that, or else I will directly purify all of you evil spirits."

The experts of ancient India were furious. The old man in the lead stepped forward and said, "Respected Saint of the Church, we have no grievances or grievances. Why must you insult us?"

Saint was in a very bad mood and snorted: "You were originally demons cursed by the gods. Back then, under the notification from the gods, there was hope in India, but you did not treasure it enough. He was still dreaming about getting something. It's simply a joke. "

Saint felt that, other than believing in gods, everyone else was an evil demon. This is especially true in India. Compared to Hua Xia, Saint felt that India was made up of trash, a trash pit.

"No matter how powerful the Church is, they can't just casually insult us."

The old man in the lead said coldly.

Originally, they wanted to get on good terms with Saint and enter the Heavenly Tomb together, but did not expect that their faces would be so hot.

"You're courting death."

Saint being unable to defeat Yang Ping did not mean that she was weak. On the contrary, his strength was extremely strong, and was considered a high level fighting strength within the Church. She said coldly: "Mutant, I want to purify you all." He pointed her finger at the sky and a holy aura filled the air. It converged into a divine general that pounced towards a dozen or so ancient Indian experts.

The old man in the lead sneered. He extended his black arm and the surrounding air violently flowed. Finally, his body was like a monkey's. With a 'sou' sound, his body was as fast as lightning. After piercing through the Divine General, he landed on the ground.

The Divine General had disappeared.

Saint's attack failed.

He had been beaten up by Yang Ping until his mother didn't recognize him, and now, even the trash from ancient India came to bully them. When he activated his Primordial Fire, he wanted to summon his strongest power to cleanse this group of idiots.

Boom!

The sky swept past a mountain peak, and a palace appeared at the peak of Mountain Meng.

The palace was incomparably huge, almost covering the entire sky.

Hong's aura spread out, causing everyone to tremble in fear.

Anyone who could sense it would feel their soul tremble the instant they saw the palace. Those who were weaker than the Great Sage would kneel on the ground, not daring to breathe.

What a terrifying palace.

Saint's face changed, his body crumbling, barely holding on. But Saint Knight and Ancient India's experts all kneeled on the ground in shock. Saint only lasted for a few minutes, but he could not withstand the pressure from the palace and kneeled on the ground.

His face was ferocious, aggrieved, but helpless.

The Heavenly Tomb finally appeared.

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