In the eyes of Golden Holy Kai, it is not that the golden power containing the divine aura is the "power of the Lord", but that kind of bright and warm power that makes me feel sincere and involuntarily want to surrender.
When I saw the strange symbol in the barbarian's palm just now, the figure in the golden holy cathedral felt that the power in his body wanted to break out, and all of them poured into the barbarian's palm.
I even felt that the palm was bigger than the sky and higher than the mountain, and that I was extremely small under my palm.
Father of Heaven!
That's right, that's it.
Golden Light Shengkai didn't understand the meaning of this word very much before, and he thought that the Father of Heaven was talking about the Father of Heaven.
But when he saw the barbarian's hand, he realized that the father of heaven was not in the sky, but was tall and majestic, filling the sky, or even greater than the sky, holding the sky in his palm.
However, what the Golden Light Shengkai vomited blood was that the barbarian said to change his skills.
Before I understood what this sentence meant, the aura on the barbarian suddenly changed, and then a black dragon and a white tiger appeared on both sides of the barbarian.
Feeling the voice of Golden Light Shengkai, the black dragon suddenly opened his eyes, then rushed forward, roared against his face, and the shocking roar made Golden Light Shengkai's psychological defense collapse, and all five senses and six consciousnesses were sinking into this roar that never stopped.
The armor on Golden Light Shengkai's body appeared cracks, and then it peeled off like fish scales. It smashed large pieces on the ground, bounced up, and weathered, shattered, and disappeared without waiting for it to fall.
Plop!
Without the cover of the Golden Holy Kai, a burly man with long golden hair fell to the ground.
His hands instinctively supported the ground, and his hair was soaked in sweat swayed in front of him with a bridle, and finally put it on his face.
Yang Muyun leaned on the back of the chair, and Lilith immediately picked up the wine bottle from the side to fill Yang Muyun with a glass, and then knelt in front of Yang Muyun.
I saw his left arm supported his left cheek and pressed it into a triangle on Yang Muyun's thigh. The weight of his upper body was pressing on Yang Muyun's lower body. He shook the wine glass with his right hand, and the wine glass spiraled upwards, and then handed it to Yang Muyun's mouth bit by bit.
This posture, this look, this angle...
Yang Muyun really couldn't bear it. He took the wine glass in a mess, then crossed his legs without any trace, and felt uncomfortable pressing his right leg to press his left leg, so he changed to pressing his left leg.
Lilith looked at Yang Muyun resentfully, then turned her gaze to the human not far away.
The succubus slowly stood up - not standing up straight, but stretched his upper body forward for a while, then shook his perky buttocks, and his chest, which could not be held back by gravity, shook around Yang Muyun's eyes, and his right hand combed his ears.
However, using this action to swing a long hair behind the back, highlighting the brightest highlights.
Yang Muyun coughed and shifted his attention from the succubus to the man.
The human beings who were still immersed in the dragon roar woke up instantly when they heard the thunder-like cough. When they wanted to arouse the power in their bodies, they were shocked to find that all their power was suppressed.
It's like a mountain pressing on its body, the power in its body is suppressed to death, and it is impossible to obey one's own call, and it is even more impossible to follow one's own guidance.
"Dirty barbarian, what did you do to me?"
Yang Muyun shook his head helplessly, "I am not interested in men, so I will naturally not do anything to you."
The succubus glanced at Yang Muyun's back with a resentful look and said in his heart: I didn't see that you were interested in the opposite sex.
Before the man could speak, Yang Muyun moved his fingers. The black dragon immediately poked out his claws and grabbed the man, then brought up a cross with golden light.
The cross is made of wood, with a layer of metal on the surface and is decorated with several gems. The golden light condenses into silk threads and foils as its decoration, and emits a glimmer of ox hair from the inside to the outside.
The black dragon was not polite and directly slammed his claws, and the metal chain connected to the cross almost brought the man's head down.
Yang Muyun took the bloody cross from the dragon's claws.
This is not the first time I have seen this thing, and there is also one on the Qifeng Sword Saint who was killed last time.
However, I did not touch the corpse carefully and sacrificed the corpse all at once. The cross was transformed by my ancestors and fed back.
"good!"
Yang Muyun said softly.
At the same time, the man roared wildly and struggled to rush over, but the white tiger pressed his claws on his shoulder, and his sharp claws deeply penetrated into the pipa bone, breaking his strength. Although the man struggled hard, he was always
The pork on the meat hook becomes tighter and tighter the more you thorn, and the deeper you get.
As if he understood his situation, the man spat out, but unfortunately the spit was blown back by a gust of wind before it flew away, and it was stuck in the man's eyes.
The man sneered, "Battleman! I have dedicated my life and soul to the Lord of Heaven, don't even think about asking anything from me."
Yang Muyun shook his head, "When did I say I want to ask you? Don't worry, I won't ask you! I won't kill you either! On the contrary, I will heal your injuries and take care of you well."
The man noticed something was wrong and immediately bit his tongue and committed suicide. However, the black dragon shook his tail and the man's chin broke in response.
Yang Muyun said: "There are still a few people who can breathe, stand up."
However, none of them.
Yang Muyun snorted, "Since there is nothing that can breathe, then let's finish the attacks one by one."
As soon as he finished speaking, figures immediately stood up from the ruins.
There are demons, crypts, and humans.
These guys were buried in the ruins during the battle just now, or they just pretended to be dead if they couldn't run fast.
They witnessed the battle throughout the whole process.
No, I can't say that.
Because there is no so-called battle process at all, only one-sided crushing.
The powerful angel who suppressed thousands of demons and crypts with his own strength was slapped on the ground by the barbarians and could not stand up, and he could not survive or die.
powerful!
It's so scary!
Yang Muyun said lightly: "Go out and tell the people outside and come back to watch the punishment!"
After saying that, Yang Muyun turned to the succubus Lilith.
"I said that it will help you save your tribe members, give them freedom, and restore your tribe members' reputation."
Lilith fell down on her knees, "Master, I have never doubted your words."
Yang Muyun pointed at the man again, and the black dragon immediately followed Yang Muyun's movements, just like holding a mouse in his hand, which controlled the characters on the computer screen.
The black dragon's middle finger pressed against the man's chest and then pierced in it little by little.
No blood flowed out.
Then stroke the dragon's claws downward, cut a gap in front of its chest, and then use two claws to spread left and right.
A heart that met with gold and red was revealed.
"Well... your body is soaked by the holy light, and most of it has transformed into an angel body. It is estimated that it will be possible to retreat from the mortal body and become a real angel!"
The man lowered his head in disbelief and looked at his heart.
This was the first time he had seen his heart.
But it was also the last time he saw his heart.
Because Yang Muyun took off his heart.
It's as easy and casual as picking fruits.
The man looked at his empty chest, and a fear that could not be described in words emerged from his bone marrow and then quickly spread out.
Yang Muyun said: "Don't worry, you won't die!"
As he said that, Yang Muyun took out a slime and stuffed it into the man's chest.
Slime immediately wriggled and changed shapes, and then divided tentacles full of granulation to connect them to the blood vessels in the chest cavity.
Yang Muyun looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, then withdrew the black dragon's claws and carefully sutured the wound.
"Take it out and tie it up at the door to display it! Put a pound of blood every ten minutes and cut a pound of meat! Let the entire Rift Valley know my methods!"