Like a tsunami of murderous intent, Mu Fan's body instantly surged, and the curved light sickle blade in his left hand was activated in an instant.
Lu Hua, whose pupils shrank to a point, suddenly raised his head, his beard moved without any wind, and his white robes all bulged at the same time.
The transparent crystal scepter emits pure white light, covering Lu Hua's body.
"I am in charge of the Snow Clan, and battleships and mechas that you can never imagine are outside."
"You want to kill me!?"
However, the answer to him was just a flash of green knife wheel!
At this moment, the body of wealthy old man Lu Hua suddenly erupted with the most dazzling and sacred white brilliance.
The crystal scepter emitted a dazzling light and suddenly lay horizontally in front of him.
The elders of the seven major clans were horrified, and the group of Snow Guards who had just rescued Lu Changqiu raised their hands at the same time.
Countless brilliance suddenly appeared, and the next moment the extremely cold ray shot out!
At this moment, Lu Hua finally revealed his true trump card.
However, he still didn't understand how terrifying Mu Fan, whom Ambrose and General Qingjia regarded as their natural enemy, was.
He never understood that the Dark Temple represented a title that shook another starry sky.
A truly noble person never flaunts himself.
A dim light flashed past.
Hey...
The unparalleled sharp curved sickle blade sank deeply into the floor.
Sizzle...
A spherical shield formed like countless tiny hexagons floated around Mu Fan.
Countless extremely cold rays surged around him and were annihilated. Apart from making the dragon core on Mu Fan's chest shine brighter, it had no other effect.
The moment when the heart of nether energy is condensed.
Mu Fan now has the ability to draw power from the void just like the real immortal gods.
The Dragon Cavalry Armor has also truly activated its defensive ability [Psionic Energy Barrier]!
Before his strength fails, his whole body will be protected by the 360-degree no-dead-angle protection.
Lu Hua's eyes were frozen, and only Mu Fan's reflection reflected in his pupils.
His lips were slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but no words came out.
Because a thin ray of light emerged diagonally from his right shoulder and crossed diagonally to his left waist.
His trachea, chest, abdominal cavity...
Cut into two.
Along with it, the crystal scepter, which represented the top power and secrets of the Snow Clan, quietly shattered into mist in his hand.
"From now on, I will protect the Snow Clan."
Mu Fan's soft voice sounded.
The unwillingness in Lu Hua's eyes disappeared in an instant along with his vitality, and his whole person was slumped to the end.
"Old man from a rich family!"
"The rich family is old and dead!"
The entire Snow Clan fell into the most frightening and chaotic situation in history at this moment.
What even Ambrose, the Son of God, did not accomplish, was accomplished by that man.
And that man was also killed along with the Son of God and the Envoy of God!
In the distance, Lu Changqiu was standing ferociously with his broken arm in his arms, his face full of astonishment.
Their spiritual belief, the supreme leader of the race, died like this?
Then his position as acting patriarch...
This man seems to have a close relationship with Lu Qingxue...
Lu Changqiu's eyes showed huge fear.
He turned around and roared at the group of direct Snow Guard troops behind him: "Protect me!"
Then this middle-aged man with no grace at all, this arrogant and arrogant acting patriarch who had dragged his own brother earlier, now rushed backwards like a bereaved dog.
After hearing the order, Xue Wei opened a passage, then drew out the [Snow Blade] at the same time, and aimed his eyes at Mu Fan.
But this moment.
Mu Fan, who had just killed Lu Hua, looked at him with awe.
"Can you protect me?"
The giant arm that was twice as thick as the Dragon Rider's gauntlet appeared again. The curved light sickle blade in Mu Fan's hand suddenly became blurred, and a faint green light wheel suddenly appeared.
Raise your arms, raise them flat.
When the other seven elders saw this action, their eyelids jumped heavily, and they actually made actions that were extremely demeaning at the same time.
They jerked their necks and bowed their heads at the same time.
Then, the diameter of the light wheel suddenly increased to more than ten meters!
The ferocious appearance of the armor was completely different from before. Mu Fan's eyes were cold and indifferent, and his right arm seemed to be lifting a thousand tons of weight as he stepped on it and swung it out violently.
[Redemption of the fifth stage of Dragon Rider·Rahu Slash!]
A giant light wheel with a diameter of ten meters was thrown out by Mu Fan.
A violent ripple suddenly appeared in the air.
Sacrificial Square, on the straight central avenue.
Only Lu Hua and his direct descendant Snow Guard troops had just rushed back from the door.
Following Mu Fan's solemn words, Lu Changqiu turned around in shock.
Only when you personally feel the giant light wheel coming, can you fully understand what despair is.
The entire space seemed to freeze, and the huge knife wheel slowly rotated in his eyes.
The Snow Guards in the two rows behind who had just jumped up became the first batch of resisters.
Then their waists and abdomen... were silently annihilated.
The next one seems to be myself.
"No"
A horrified roar gushed out from his chest. At this moment, Lu Changqiu unleashed his unprecedented potential, and his whole body lunged forward two meters again.
However, the feeling of slowdown all around disappeared at the same time.
This halo of light passed by the entire Snow Guards force silently, crossed the sacrificial square, and disappeared into the towering and magnificent palace gate in the distance.
The majestic and majestic palace gate, which was tens of meters high, suddenly turned into ruins, and smoke and dust rose up, covering the sky and the sun.
And on Central Avenue in the Sacrificial Square...
puff!
An entire Snow Guard force, together with Lu Changqiu who was among them, were instantly annihilated.
Splashing plasma covered the ground, and hundreds of corpses fell to the ground at the same time.
At this moment, those Snow tribesmen who could still remain standing, regardless of gender, old or young, all knelt down in fear.
No matter how arrogant they are, they should understand...
This murderous god-like person, at this moment, is a hundred times more terrifying than the so-called Son of God!
What on earth are they, the Snow Clan, doing?
How could Lu Qingxue know such a terrifying existence?
After standing up, Mu Fan slowly and calmly scanned the entire audience. No one dared to look at him.
In the virtual space, Hei, who was scratching his head anxiously, could only imagine the scene based on the sound.
However, Mohanda, who had established a connection with the psionic energy with the help of the Armored Dragon Rider, completely realized everything that happened at the scene in his mind.
"Just kill all the enemies who offend! This is my... path to the temple."
Great perseverance, great courage, great responsibility.
In Mohanda's eyes, Mu Fan is completely the most precious gift given to him by the soul of his ancestors!
He can completely inherit the glory of the church!
He can recreate the glory of the temple in this universe!
The soul of this powerful warrior, who had gone through thousands of battles without ever being defeated, was in a state of excitement at this moment.
After this deep sleep, he finally found the complete meaning of his existence.
"It's so happy, so happy!"
Mohanda's voice vibrated in the space.
…
Creak, creak.
Mu Fan took a step up and down, and the seven elders took a step back at the same time.
Until there is no retreat.
"Elder Lu Feng, we meet again."
Mu Fan walked up to Lu Biao, who had a look of disbelief on his face, and spoke softly.