Chapter 383 : The Holy King Appears to Earthquake (1)
On the steps, the great elder seemed to be exhausted. Most of his spiritual power was continuously turned into spells to strengthen the defense of the clan guards.
At the bottom of the steps, beads of sweat began to appear on Qing Kuang's forehead!
The advanced beast control technique is such an advanced and strange technique. It is simply unbelievable to learn and use it in just half an hour, but Qing Kuang managed to do it with difficulty.
However, her Biyi foundation is very shallow. Fortunately, Xianmo is a divine weapon in the world, and the red flame string is extremely powerful. Otherwise, the instrument would have been destroyed long ago. Despite this, at this moment, she is trying her best
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The Great Elder and Qing Kuang are both competing for endurance to see who can persist to the end![
Ao Junxie on the side saw it with pain in his heart, and was deeply worried about Qing Kuang's safety. However, the Bright Temple was tightly surrounded by countless monsters in the middle, and it was not easy to rush in.
What's more... without powerful weapons, no matter how high his martial arts skills are, he may not be able to fully display them.
"Qingkuang will definitely succeed! I believe in her!"
Ming Qianhe saw that Ao Junxie was anxious and growled firmly.
Sure enough, after just a few breaths, the old and frail elder, who was so aggressive in front, could no longer withstand the spiritual defense blessings of dozens of people.
The auras of defensive spiritual power on the dozens of white-clothed guards have begun to break off one after another...
The monsters, whose attacks were strengthened several times by the crazy sound of the piano, finally broke through the defense line of dozens of white-clothed guards!
The sharp claws and long and narrow fangs have cut open the clean and bright white robes of the temple guards.
The bright red blood, the blood of the people of the Temple of Light, finally splashed onto their proud robes.
"Success! Madam, we finally succeeded!"
Ao Junxie let out an excited shout.
The defensive position of dozens of people was torn open by the army of monsters under Qing Kuangqin. They were defeated like a mountain. The defensive spiritual power aura blessed by the great elder shattered like icebergs and disappeared without a trace.
There was a crisp bang, and the light exploded on the long jade staff in his hand, scattering in all directions.
The originally dazzling white light suddenly flashed and then dimmed...
The long staff in the great elder's hand has completely lost its power!
Painful howls, torn flesh and bones... the scene of massacre once again appeared before everyone's eyes.
However, this time, the targets became the dozens of guards in the Temple of Light who had completely lost their auxiliary blessing spells.
In front of the hundreds of warcraft legions who were fascinated by the crazy music and the aura of attack, these self-proclaimed noble temple guards were just like snacks.
"Hmph! The Temple of Light, which thought it was so powerful, turned out to be exactly the same as ordinary humans when it was devoured!"[
Ao Junxie looked at the wails and howls of the white-robed guards who were devoured one by one, and let out a scornful and mocking exclamation.
Holding the long sword in hand, Aojunxie tapped his toes and flew towards the steps.
His target was the elder who was holding a long staff of pearls and jade and had already been frightened out of his wits by the sight of guards falling down in front of him!
Whoosh!
A cold light of pure purple spiritual power streaked across the sky, and the sword pointed directly at the tall, thin, long-haired old man.