3427: C3427 Gods and Devils

C3427 Gods and Devils

Previously, he could only use his spirit art, and the damage it could deal to Saint was limited. If the people of Cihang Quiet Building saw Yang Ping use a technique that surpassed the spirit art, they would surely be shocked by it.

After the transformation, he used an even stronger power. The moment he used his spirit art, the entire Mountain Meng fell into a state of fear.

Although Saint was conceited, when he sensed the Qi of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, his expression changed and he shouted, "Impossible! How do you have the power of a god?" 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 swallowed by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder before it landed. It charged straight at Saint.

The two Saint Knight's cold eyes revealed a look of shock. Their bodies were on the verge of collapse, but they could not hold on.

"Demon God, you are a Demon God!"

Saint remembered something. Before he came to Huaxia, the Pope had mentioned that there were gods and devils in Huaxia Dragon City. He had to be careful after encountering them. He did not expect to encounter a god as soon as he climbed the mountain.

He raised his scepter and released a shocking amount of light energy, forming layers of defense. A hexagram shield, known as absolute defense, welcomed the divine lightning of the Nine Heavens. Saint braced himself and didn't have time to dodge. He could only hope that the scepter could block it.

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder landed on the six-pointed star shield.

Crack!

Before Saint could celebrate, his expression changed drastically when he saw the cracks on the shield. He gritted his teeth and injected all the Power of Lights into the shield, causing it to recover. However, the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder God was too terrifying. Its destructive power far exceeded the healing ability of the Power of Light.

* Swoosh! *

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

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

Yang Ping's expression was cold, as if he had done something insignificant. He turned around and left. The gate of the Heavenly Tomb was about to open. He had no time to play with Saint. When he left, the two Saint Knight were almost paralyzed on the ground.

A huge hole appeared on the ground. Saint's body was buried in the soil. The two Saint Knight dug the soil and brought Saint up with great difficulty. Saint's body was charred black. The scepter in his hand was broken into two. He couldn't help but gasp.

If the lightning was aimed at the two of them, they knew they would die for sure.

"Fiendgod!"

Saint was seriously injured. His eyes were filled with hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "If I don't take revenge, I won't be Saint. I won't give you a chance next time." He took out a pearl-like pill from his bag and swallowed it. His Qi slowly recovered.

After a long time, Saint stood up. His wounds were healed, but his heart ached. The medicinal pill he had just taken was condensed using the purest medicinal Power of Light. In the Holy See, there weren't many medicinal pills that were specially given to extend the life of the highest level. Saint did not have much either. This time, he had brought three pills to China. He had used one before entering the Heavenly Tomb.

"Daring to blaspheme the gods, no one can save you."

Saint's face was gloomy. He shouted, "What are you still cold for? Hurry up and go up."

It looked like a fierce fight between two tigers and a tiger. He did not expect that the result would be a one-sided fight. The dignified Saint of the Holy Church could not withstand a single blow from Yang Ping. He almost died on the mountainside. After the three of them left, in a hidden forest, Nicholas retracted his gaze. His snow white brows twitched as he thought to himself. This kid's strength was far beyond imagination. He didn't expect that he would defeat Saint so easily. Although Saint didn't use his full strength, he had already used the holy weapon of the Vatican. Yet, he still lost miserably. It seemed like he had to change his strategy after entering the Heavenly Tomb.

The Sage's eyes turned. He muttered to himself. "Let's not fight Yang Ping head on. There are many experts who have grudges with Yang Ping in the Heavenly Tomb this time. Let's just follow behind and reap the benefits."

"Understood." The faces of the nine wise men turned solemn. Previously, there were people who clamored to kill Yang Ping to avenge their comrades. But now, it seemed like if it wasn't for Nicholas, none of them would be a match for him.

"There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in Dragon City. I can sense some extremely terrifying Qi. It's better to be careful after entering the city. Don't do anything. Come out now and save your strength." The leader of the wise men gave the order.

The people who were watching the battle between Saint and Yang Ping were not only the group of wise men. There were also others.

Those who had not truly experienced the terror of the Nine Heavens Divine Lightning did not know how terrifying Yang Ping was.

Saint led the two Saint Knight upwards and encountered a group of experts from the Ancient India. The Ancient India was also one of the four great ancient countries. There were quite a number of masters, and they were known to be the closest to the gods. There were too many sects in India, and they had a lot of beliefs. Only a few of the higher ups controlled the country with their surnames. The Brahman family was the strongest first surname.

There were more than a dozen people in Ancient India. They came to Dragon City to join in the fun.

They were all skinny and black like monkeys, but their eyes were shining brightly. In between breaths, their lower abdomen sunk in. They trained in Ancient Indian yoga at all times. The flexibility and explosive power of their bodies were terrifying.

"Get out of the way!"1

Saint's face was ugly. He saw more than a dozen people blocking the way, especially when they looked like skinny monkeys. He was very disgusted. He said impatiently. "Do you hear me? Otherwise, I will directly purify you evil devils."

The experts of Ancient India were very angry. The old man in the lead went forward and said, "Respected Saint of the Holy See, we have no enmity with each other. Why do you want to insult us?"

Saint was in a very bad mood. He snorted and said, "You were originally evil devils cursed by the gods. Back then, under the notice of the gods, there was hope in India, but you did not cherish it enough. What else do you want? "What a joke."

Saint felt that apart from worshipping the gods, everyone else was a devil. It was even more so in India. Compared to China, Saint felt that India was made up of trash. It was a garbage pond.

"No matter how strong the Church is, they can't insult us."

The old man in the lead said coldly.

They wanted to build a good relationship with Saint and enter the Heavenly Tomb together, but they didn't expect their faces to be so cold. They were furious.

"Courting death."

Saint couldn't defeat Yang Ping, but it didn't mean that he wasn't strong. On the contrary, his strength was very strong. He was also a high-level combat strength in the Holy Church. He said coldly, "Alien, I want to purify you." He pointed at the void. The light energy in the sky gathered into a divine general and lunged at the dozen or so Ancient Indian experts.

The old man in the lead sneered, and extended his black arm. Then, the surrounding air flow violently flowed, and finally, his body was like an ape. With a swoosh, his speed was as fast as lightning, and after piercing through the divine general, he fell to the ground.

The divine general disappeared.

Saint's attack was ineffective.

His expression was ugly. His mother had been beaten up by Yang Ping until she did not recognize him. Now, even the trash of Ancient India had come to bully him. He was really angry. He was going to summon his strongest power to purify these idiots.

Boom!

A mountain peak streaked across the sky, and a palace appeared on top of the mountain peak of Mountain Meng.

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

Hong Da's aura spread out, causing everyone to shiver.

The moment those who had sensed it saw the palace, their souls trembled. Those who were below the Great Sage realm knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.

What a terrifying palace.

Saint's facial expression changed drastically. His body was on the verge of collapse. He barely managed to hold on. However, Saint Knight and the experts of the Ancient India were all kneeling on the ground. They were shocked. Saint could only hold on for a few minutes, but he could not withstand the pressure from the palace. He knelt on the ground.

His expression was ferocious and sullen, but there was nothing he could do.

The Heavenly Tomb finally appeared.

- - The content came from [Micoo Reading].

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