The power of this blow was the pinnacle among all the powerful Shinto men he had ever seen.
Even the Lord of the Sword was not as good as before he was injured.
boom!
The giant divine flame spear tens of thousands of meters long broke through the void and fiercely bombarded the divine power shield above the capital.
Click click click.
It was like the sound of thousand-year-old ice cracking bit by bit, which was disturbing.
With just one blow, cracks like pythons appeared continuously on the translucent giant shield of divine power that enveloped the capital, and then spread crazily...
Under the gaze of countless eyes, the translucent divine power shield was about to shatter like an overwhelmed giant inverted glass bowl.
Countless citizens in the capital fell into panic after reacting, as if they were doomed.
As long as the divine shield is broken, the capital city will be destroyed in an instant.
All living creatures living in it will be wiped out.
At this moment, the instinct of survival made all the citizens of the capital clearly feel that death was about to fall on their heads like the irreversible dust of time.
The atmosphere of despair spread crazily in the huge city.
And at this moment, in the sky, the voice of the Lord of Swords singing the Divine Comedy became louder and louder and clearer!
The light emanating from her whole body became more and more dazzling.
Her twelve pairs of sword wings spread out.
The light of the Lord's protection shines throughout the capital.
It seems like a bright and huge silver moon, shining brightly, bringing clear light to the world that is about to fall into darkness.
The citizens of the capital, who were in despair, walked out of their homes one after another and stood in different places on the streets, patios, rooftops, etc., looking up at that familiar and powerful shining figure.
"This is the Lord of the Sword, Your Majesty."
"Has Your Majesty really arrived?"
"Your Majesty's blessing."
"It turns out what Li Xiuyuan's students said was right. Your Majesty, the Lord of the Sword, has not given up on us..."
"During the day, the strong men and masters of the Wei family, as well as the temple of the Qiancao God, were all destroyed by the divine punishment imposed by the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian. I went to the imperial city to see where there was already a river of blood...
"
"He has come, our God has come."
"Er Gouzi, Lao Wang, what are you doing standing still? Pray quickly, pray quickly. As long as our faith remains true, Your Majesty will save us!"
"Ah, Your Majesty, the great and omnipotent Lord of Swords, please grant your supreme divine power to protect your humble and devout believers."
Countless people knelt down and prayed in great surprise.
After experiencing the destruction of the city, massacre, hunger, and terror, the citizens of the city who had survived nearly ten million catastrophes, at this moment, under the threat of death, their faith in their hearts began to become extremely firm.
Even some people who did not have firm faith in the Lord of Swords due to various reasons before have re-dedicated their most devout faith at this moment.
Lin Beichen stood on the temple mountain and observed with divine guidance.
He saw countless light spots of faith, flying continuously from the city, like endless fireflies in the dark night, with even a weak but firm enough light, endlessly gathering towards the Lord of the Sword.
The power of faith is returning.
The aura erupted by the Lord of Swords is constantly increasing.
When believers are willing to contribute their faith, the power of the gods will skyrocket - especially for gods who have descended into the mortal world in their true form, this increase is visible to the naked eye.
His heart moved and he opened the Weibo APP to observe.
After refreshing continuously, I confirmed my guess——
Lord of the Sword, I have become a fan.
The number of her fans is rising.
And extremely fast.
Every time Lin Beichen refreshes Sword Lord's personal interface, he can see that her fans are increasing crazily in the tens of thousands.
In the blink of an eye, it exceeded the 13 million mark...
"It seems that my previous guess was not wrong."
Lin Beichen was thoughtful.
Boom!
In the sky, deafening roars continued.
After reaching a stalemate, the tens of thousands of meters long flame-destroying giant gun began to continuously beat and bombard.
It seemed like a twisting evil dragon that was destroying the world, rising high and then crashing down hard.
Every impact contains the power of the Sea of Destruction that annihilates all things, frantically attacking the glass divine power shield, trying to break the shield, and then completely destroy the city below.
Within the capital, the ground shook violently, and some buildings began to collapse...
The figure of the Lord of the Sword is constantly growing taller.
She kept singing divine songs, and her hands were like lightning as she performed the seals.
The endless divine power turned into a clear light visible to the naked eye, pouring out of her body and pouring into the giant divine power shield above the capital.
The rapidly spreading cracks on it stopped instantly.
As if the camera was playing backwards, the shocking and terrifying cracks began to recede little by little, shrinking and finally disappearing!
The situation fell into a certain balance.
After twenty breaths.
The confrontation is over.
The huge spear like a dragon of destruction gradually dimmed.
The flames covering the sky gradually dissipated.
The power of the destructive Shinto spear that came from an extremely far place, like a lamp that has run out of fuel, slowly dimmed and completely dissipated in the air...
"The capital city of Beihai has completely degenerated into a devil's land and is hopeless. Tomorrow at this time, I will come in person to punish God and wipe out all living things here [Biquge www.xbqg5200.co]."
The roaring and roaring voice from before appeared again.
With endless coldness and murderous intent, it echoed above the capital. It was like the god of death, pronouncing the final fate of the creatures in this city.
"I'm waiting for you."
The Lord of Swords' reply was simple and direct. The Shinto aura in the sky gradually dissipated.
The Lord of the Sword shook the sword wings.
call out!
The dazzling figure returned to the Temple Mountain in an instant like a stream of light.
And there was already a cheer in the capital city.
Cheers surged.
Jumping for joy.
The carnival of the aftermath.
The longing to be rewarded after suffering.
In the minds of many citizens, all disasters are far behind.
Because the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mianxia, appeared.
This time, it was not a divine decree, an oracle, or a possession.
But it really happened.
This was the first time they saw the living Lord of Swords.
In this era where the frequency of divine manifestations is extremely low, such a scene is undoubtedly a miracle and a miracle of fate.
As for the demon’s last verbal threat?
With the supreme sword master personally protecting him, who would be afraid?
The entire capital was immersed in an optimistic and cheerful atmosphere.
…
…
Temple Mountain.
The moment the sword master landed on the ground, he staggered.
There was blood flowing uncontrollably from her eyes, nose and mouth.
On the surface of the skin as white as jade, the divine patterns flicker, but it is difficult to suppress the dark blood lines emerging. The jade-like delicate body is like a piece of porcelain that has been cracked and is about to break. It will collapse and explode at any time.
Looks like it's scattered.
What the fuck?!
Lin Beichen was shocked.
How is this going?
Didn’t you win?
He quickly went up and helped her.
"Quickly, help me to the temple, don't let outsiders see me."
The Master of the Sword's breath was weak and his tone was urgent.
While she was speaking, her delicate body was already weakly limp, and the blood from her mouth and nose spurted out uncontrollably like a spring.
Lin Beichen's figure flashed and disappeared into the temple.
The moment he entered the hall, dozens of blue light groups enveloped the body of the Lord of Swords.
A straight milk binge.
The Lord of Swords was turned milky green.
The physical injuries began to slowly recover.
It took a full stick of incense for her breath to begin to recover.
"call……"
A breath of bloody turbid air was exhaled from his chest.
The Lord of Sword slowly opened his eyes.
"The situation is a bit troublesome."
She stared at Lin Beichen and said, "You should leave the capital quickly."