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The Jealous Great Priest! 5

After giving the order, a spear with dazzling golden light appeared in his right hand, the tip of which was pointed directly at the high priest of punishment.

At the same time, the eunuchs in the hall also acted quickly and dragged some of the Ming Dynasty's civil servants and generals who were still in a daze in the hall behind the door and took them to a safe area in the backyard.

Bang, bang, bang!

There were several muffled sounds, which were the sounds of various doors of the garrison being closed.

The Great Priest of Punishment was so accomplished that he naturally heard that voice. His face was not panicked, but he just looked at Mingyue's face with great contempt, "Mingyue, you are asking for your own death!"

"In fact, I've kept you alive long enough!"

The bright moon's golden spear trembled slightly, and the tip of the spear stabbed straight at the great priest of punishment.

At that time, on the Guangming Square, it was the Punishment Priest who severely injured Mo Li. If he hadn't taken action, Mei would have been able to save Mo Li safely that night, and the two of them would not have had to suffer the pain of lovesickness.

Mingyue said it before.

Everyone who has harmed Mo Li will die, and punishing the great priest is naturally the most damning one among them.

Therefore, Mingyue has this saying.

The figures flashed by, and two saints in silver appeared silently in front of the great priest of punishment, using their swords to meet Mingyue's spear.

The swords of the two saints were both flashing with white light. It was obvious that they were martial arts masters at the first level of the god level.

This time, when heading to the Northland, the Punishing High Priest had already dispatched all the elites who could leave the Holy City. After becoming suspicious of Mingyue, he also brought many masters to the garrison mansion for the banquet, so he felt confident.

The several red-clothed priests who had previously urged to punish the high priest saw Mingyue taking action against the high priest, and naturally they immediately surrounded the high priest.

Behind Mingyue, four personal attendants rushed out and took the four priests.

Without looking at the two silver-clothed saints who worked together to stop her spear, Mingyue's eyes were only fixed on the Punishment Priest.

"Today, you must die!"

As the word "death" came out, the golden light on his gun also surged. As he flicked his wrist, a powerful icy air suddenly overflowed from the gun. Click, click, click, and the two swords that were against the spear quickly condensed.

into ice crystals.

The two saint warriors felt the power of the cold and did not dare to neglect. They abandoned their swords and retreated. With the sound of ice crystals freezing, the two refined swords were covered by the ice and directly frozen into countless fragments.

split.

Mingyue's spear was like a rainbow, passing through the exploding ice crystals and striking directly at the Punishment Priest behind everyone.

The high priest of punishment lowered his eyes slightly, with a holy look on his face.

"God's words: All things in the world are born according to light and perish according to light!"

Holy white divine light suddenly overflowed from his body. Mingyue's light spear pierced into that divine light, and it immediately disappeared piece by piece, turning into nothingness.

The body of the great priest of punishment was wrapped in divine light and floated into the air, passed through the hall, and stopped in the night sky, surrounded by a holy white light, like a god coming to the world.

"Mysterious!"

Ming Yue said something scornful and touched the ground lightly with her toes, and the person immediately rose up.

Two saints and several priests then stood up and tried to stop him.

A white figure took a step away from them, rushed into the air, and blocked their way.

Mo Lixu stepped in mid-air, the flames in his left hand were beating, but he was holding a short purple thorn in his right hand, and the thorn was covered with silver light.

Her eyes passed over the crowd coldly, and she raised the corners of her lips slightly.

"Only you are not qualified to die by his hands!"


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