Chapter four hundred and fifty seventh taboo power
"I feel the aura of evil on your body."
Ye Weiyang gasped for air.
There was a small dark red palm print on his chest, which was shocking.
The sword wings behind his back slowly opened.
There is also forbidden power in the body, and it slowly begins to wake up.
Physical injuries are being treated quickly.
The light of the Lord's protection has a very powerful healing effect on practitioners.
"Evil?"
The opponent smiled coquettishly and said: "Hehe, but for me, power is never good or evil, it just depends on how you use it."
Ye Weiyang's face was unprecedentedly sacred and serious.
"fallacy."
The beautiful girl priest said without any doubt: "Light and darkness have been incompatible with each other since the beginning of chaos in this world. A dirty and despicable creature like you appears in the Oracle General War Barrier. You must be punished!"
The third pair of wings, shining with the light of pure silver, slowly appeared and spread out behind her back.
The aura that bloomed from her continued to surge wildly.
Climbing like crazy.
In the blink of an eye, the pressure reached the Grand Master level.
Enveloped in dark black light, the mysterious opponent chuckled.
Her figure was submerged in the mysterious light, and her outline could not be discerned, but she could vaguely see that she was a petite and exquisite woman.
"Hehehe, since I can appear in this barrier battlefield, it means that the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian, recognizes my power... Hehehe, little sister, you have gone astray, and you need to understand God's power again.
It’s your will.”
The mysterious opponent said with a smile.
"presumptuous."
Ye Weiyang spoke.
It's no longer the voice she had before.
Instead, it was a sound full of majesty, like a cold and ruthless metal resonance, as if it came from outside the sky or from the Nine Netherworld.
This is a sound that should not belong to the human world.
The smell of judgment stirs up.
"Blasphemy, die!"
Behind Ye Weiyang, three pairs of wings fluttered.
call out!
The air is torn apart.
She held a silver light sword in her hand and rushed over quickly.
"What a little sister who is so poisoned..."
The opponent chuckled, and with a bang, the air flow expanded and exploded, and three pairs of wings spread out behind her.
But it is a dark red dark feather flowing with strange power.
boom!
Dark Feather's rapid expansion was no less powerful than that of a high-level martial artist, and it exploded instantly.
The two of them were like two eagles, one black and one white, flying in the void, hitting each other, and stabbing each other. The speed was as fast as a stream of light. In a blink of an eye, they left behind streaks of light that slowly dispersed in the void.
Afterimage!
The speed of the two men was so fast that the naked eye could not catch the warriors at the level of Grandmaster.
The images that ordinary people see are always the afterimages left by the high-speed movement and impact of the previous moment.
The faces of the strong men who were distracted watching this battle changed.
Although the strong man on the attacking side was not the Earth God Guard, the power he displayed was in no way inferior to that of the Earth God Guard, and the profound energy he awakened was actually the power of a rare dark descendant.
Darkin power is not considered evil and lawful.
It is extremely rare, but it is also allowed by the orthodox belief of this world.
As for Ye Weiyang...
This girl who came out of Yunmeng Temple is not unknown.
While studying at Zhaohui Temple, the name Ye Weiyang gradually became known to many people in the temple system. Because of his great potential, he was said to be able to enter the papal choir, and may even compete for the pope in the future.
Bit.
But no matter what, it's just potential.
But at this time, the power this girl showed was too shocking.
The power of the Grand Master of Shinto?
This is the kind of cultivation that can only be achieved by the powerful priests at the bishop level or above in the central temple of a province.
For a moment, everyone watching the battle stopped breathing.
The battle between Oracle No. 3 and the battle barrier reached an unpredictable climax in a way that no one could have guessed.
In a battle of this level, only a few of the spectators around the Temple Mountain could see the danger and mystery involved.
Mr. Lianshan's eyes were filled with gloom.
"To have awakened this level of divinity..."
"This girl must not be kept."
"Fortunately, the one who wanted to join the war on a whim could just kill this girl. Otherwise, if it were the Earth God Guard, the battle would have been lost."
He looked down.
Everything that happens on the major battlefields is serious.
Seeing Jiang Fan die in battle, Mr. Lianshan's expression was not very moved.
"hehe……"
"Fate has been determined a long time ago. Even if we win all the games, what will happen?"
…
"How dare you fight back?"
The leader of the men in gray looked at his subordinates and shouted angrily: "Do you know who we are?"
Cui Minggui's face was ashen.
On the other hand, Chu Hen, who was on the side, sneered: "I don't know the so-called wild dogs. I don't care who you are. If you dare to touch the teachings of my third junior college, don't blame me for making you unable to eat and walking around."
"presumptuous."
The leader of the men in gray said: "I am the captain of the guard under the command of King Hai'an, and I have been ordered to take someone. How dare you, a teacher in a small junior college, to stop me? Are you seeking death?"
He waved his hand.
Behind him, a dozen guards in gray clothes took out the Poxuan Divine Crossbow, cocked the crossbow, and pointed it at Cui Minggui and others.
Killing intent overflowed.
Chu Hen bumped his fists against his chest, the sounds of gold and iron rang out, and he sneered: "You dare to try."
Liu Qihai and Pan Weimin also had their own breaths blooming.
Grandmaster-level pressure slowly spread.
This group of bastards brought in from outside really don’t know how to live or die.
Not to mention that the grandson of King Hai'an was arrogant and domineering and deserved his death. Let's just say that today, the fierce battle to attack the temple and test the gods is going on. Those who are close to the temple and those who are close to Lin Beichen are already cornered rabbits...
Once Yunmeng Temple is defeated, a large number of people will be buried with them.
Including a few of them.
Rabbits bite when they are anxious.
In such a situation, everyone is a desperado.
Everyone has already prepared for the worst.
This King of Hai'an is really stupid for showing off the prince's genealogy at this time.
Feeling the martial arts master-level aura of the three directors, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the leader of the men in gray.
what happened?
A small junior college actually hides a martial arts master-level expert?
His raised hand froze in mid-air, daring not to fall any further.
Although the Mysterious God Crossbow can theoretically damage the Grandmaster, it would only cover a large area at that time.
The dozens of people in front of him were covered with arrows, which could only anger the three great masters in front of them.
Once his hand fell, the crossbow arrows were fired, and the excitement of the three great masters became fierce. He didn't know whether the prince was in danger, but he was afraid that none of his guards would survive.
When King Hai'an not far away saw this scene, his face became more and more angry.
He turned back to the hooded coachman who had been sitting on the shaft of the giant carriage and said something.
The coachman slowly jumped out of the carriage and walked towards Chu Hen and others step by step.
Chu Hen raised his eyebrows slightly.
He felt that the terrifying mysterious energy contained in this rickety-looking coachman was definitely a master-level strongman.
This is not surprising.
Although King Hai'an does not have much real power, he is related to the royal family after all. If he does not have a master-level expert guard by his side, then he will be sorry for the word "Prince".
The driver walked five meters away from the group of people and stopped.
He gently took off his hat.
Below is a flat, terrifying face.
He tilted his head, glanced at the slave-catching prison car next to him, and said, "Tell me, should you climb in by yourself, or should I throw your bodies in."