Meng Xiaobao was not polite anymore, his sword intent was overwhelming, the sky was filled with sword intent, and thousands of sword energies were raging directly.
Seeing the opponent take action, Birdman also kept mumbling something.
Jili Gulu didn’t know what he was talking about.
I saw bursts of white light surrounding it, surrounding it.
The sword energy that filled the sky kept attacking the white light, but it could not be dissipated.
"Brother, although this bird-man only has two wings, although his strength is average after arriving, he still has a strength that is comparable to that of the out-of-body stage. If you compete head-on with him with your current strength, you won't be able to taste the benefits."
Meng Ta appeared beside him and explained.
Hearing this, Meng Xiaobao frowned slightly, this result was not what he wanted.
"What, do you have any good ideas?
You are not allowed to take action!"
Meng Xiaobao said in a deep voice.
If you can't even deal with the bird-man in front of you, then you would be too embarrassed.
The Dao sword in his hand is a weapon that can grow. Although it is only a low-grade immortal weapon now, it is no less than a top-grade immortal weapon. The green robe he is wearing was refined by his senior brother himself. It is difficult to achieve the cultivation level of an immortal.
Any injuries.
What he wears under his feet is also a top-quality fairy weapon.
Coupled with the top-level skills I practice, my own magical powers, although they are only low-level magical powers, are definitely the most suitable for me.
If you can't defeat a birdman with such a powerful blessing, then you must be too embarrassed!
"Jingwu!"
Meng Xiaobao said in a deep voice.
In an instant, the way of heaven communicated, and the sound of fighting and fighting could not be heard.
It is said that there are three thousand avenues of supernatural power between heaven and earth, but this is just a false indication.
The real road is nothing more than the number of palms.
At the same time, it is also the foundation of the true Tao between heaven and earth.
As for other avenues, they are all extended on this basis.
And the divine power of heaven is under the great road.
At this time, the low-level magical power used by Meng Xiaobao, Jingwu, is the heaven-level magical power.
The word "supernatural power" means that one can communicate with heaven and earth.
"The sword roars for nine days!"
A long chant, the east of heaven and earth.
The sword's intention took shape, and the silver dragon emerged.
"Supernatural power! How is it possible? How is it possible for you, a young Nascent Soul stage..."
The possessed angel was completely panicked now. Who was the other party? How could he use magical powers? Isn't this world a incomplete world?
Although it is the main world, the foundation of this world has been damaged too much, so the major forces are not all focusing on this, but more on other worlds.
However, because the Son of God in this world is quite close to the God of Light, it can be considered a world where more attention is paid to him.
But he didn't expect that he had just possessed this person and was forced to appear soon after, and now he was actually being targeted by powerful monks from the Xia clan.
"Can't sit still and wait for death!"
The birdman calmed his mind and waved milky white light with his hands.
"Holy light shines! Holy glory."
The sky was filled with bursts of white light, as if it wanted to swallow up the silver dragon.
"ridiculous!"
Meng Xiaobao chuckled lightly, he had divine power, how could he lose!
go!
The silver dragon descended, and the bright silver directly tore open the so-called holy light.
The birdman was also swallowed up directly.
After a long time, the silver dragon completely dissipated, and silence returned to the field.
The birdman who was struck still had the light wings behind him and his heart completely disappeared. Only the white light on his body was still shining, trying to heal the pain on his body.
"Yes, you are quite durable. I can't even send you away with a single move. How about it? Do you still want to continue fighting with me now?"
Seeing Meng Xiaobao's sarcastic eyes and application, how could Bird Man suppress the fiery temper in his heart.
"You bastard! How dare you ridicule me like this? I will definitely ask you...ahem..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was pale. Although there didn't seem to be any injuries on his body, anyone could see that the internal injuries were more terrifying than the external injuries.
With that move just now, the sword intent directly tore apart the angel's soul. If the other party dared to move without permission, there might really be no possibility of survival.
"Damn it, damn it..."
Seeing the birdman still struggling, Meng Xiaobao's eyes were cold.
"You ignorant thing, since you are so ignorant, let the people behind you pay the price for your ignorance today!"
Meng Xiaobao grabbed the birdman.
At the same time, Jiuling, Jinpeng, Pengxu, etc. were summoned from the tower, and a series of masters whose minimum cultivation level was at the antenna level.
"Xiaodie, take us to the headquarters of the Western Holy See in the mortal world and see if we can find it!"
"No problem, it's very simple. The other party doesn't hide himself at all, just like a light bulb. It's too simple."
Meng Xiaodie's hands slid slightly in the air, then pulled, a ripple appeared, and the space collapsed and slowly emerged.
"Master, I come first."
Jiuling took the lead without saying a word. After all, he was the most powerful person here, so how could he be willing to stand behind someone else?
Seeing this, Meng Xiaobao didn't say much.
After a while, a group of people arrived at the headquarters of the Western Holy See.
Looking at the empty main hall, Meng Xiaobao didn't find any clues.
"There doesn't seem to be anything special here?"
Hearing this, Xiaodie smiled slightly: "Brother, don't look at the world from a mortal perspective. Your cultivation has improved rapidly, which means that many of your perceptions are still from a mortal perspective."
"If you use your sword eye to take a look, you should be able to quickly find something wrong here."
Meng Xiaobao nodded, and then the sword intention emerged and his eyes gathered together. Only after this time did Meng Xiaobao finally find what was wrong.
"This statue is a bit bright!"
With a casual blow, the statue of an angel was split in half by Meng Xiaobao, and then he saw a small bamboo emitting a faint white light in the middle of the statue.
"What's this?
This seems to be spiritual power, but it doesn’t look like..."
Meng Xiaobao took the beads and couldn't understand them.
"Brother, this should be the power of faith. You also know that the angels in the West rely on faith to survive. Without this faith, those angels are useless and it is equivalent to us having no spiritual power."
As an old antique, Meng Ta naturally knows these things.
"The power of faith?
By the way, can we use this thing?"
Hearing this, Meng Ta gave Meng Xiaobao a suspicious look: "It can be used, but it will cause some irreversible damage to the body. Westerners are fine, but for us, this thing is almost like poison.
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"Brother, are you sure you want to use it?"
"Forehead……"
Meng Xiaobao was at a loss for words, he really didn't understand much about this stuff.