Some kind of conceptual defense was launched around Wiseman, who had turned into a pile of meatballs after being incompletely transformed into an angel. It was a defense wall similar to the ancient dragon Regnart, and the power of the Ring of Glory was far away from Regnart.

Special above.

Ling once quantified the HP of Regnart's concept protection to one million points. So the one in front of her is more than 100 million points. Even if she attacks continuously for three minutes in the second form, it may not be able to penetrate this layer of protection.

cover.

The reason why Levi didn't know about this at all is because she has a strong inspiration and can see the development of some things. She has done many deductions, no matter which future possibility, as long as

If Levi uses external principles to break through the absolute defense of the Ring of Radiance, Levi will definitely die, just like the world line is closing. Rather than saving Wiseman, she wants to avoid Levi's death. This is

Her limit.

Therefore, she chose a move that was mixed with evil karma to attack Wiseman. She once conducted an experiment with Regnate and came to the conclusion that she had imagined the situation she would encounter before her.

"It seems you still don't understand, this is the real power." Wiseman was very dissatisfied when he saw Ling rushing towards him with a sword. Strange fluctuations formed from his left hand, right hand, left shoulder and right shoulder towards the Purple Riding God.

Scanned over.

"Try this trick, Mighty Light Yenir!"

I don't know if it was due to confusion, but Wiseman's moves were not directed towards Ling at all, but towards the void.

Taking advantage of the flaw exposed by his ultimate move, the giant sword struck the thin protective wall.

"No! How is that possible!"

Even though it was weakened to only one percent of its power, the unique skill of the Underworld Sword, which was amplified countless times by the Riding God, still caused huge damage to Wiseman. The conceptual protection is still alive, but Wiseman's fourteenth

However, one part of his body was frozen into ice after being swept by the black flames that penetrated the protection.

Second company, third company, fourth company... Ling unleashed her ultimate thirteen combos in one go. The underworld sword's forward and backward swings were much greater than those of the Ghost Flame Slash. This series of explosions

In one breath, she used up all the fighting spirit she had gathered just now.

There were layer after layer of ripples on the pile of meat, which continued to break, leaving only the small meat ball in the core. However, the guy expanded rapidly and returned to its original size in the blink of an eye. No, even

Even more bloated than before.

"It seems that Oya can't be merciful anymore. Go to hell! Try the ultimate world-destroying Novo Yaba with the power of the sky!"

The golden light began to stir, and the fluctuations that devoured the space spread from Wiseman as the center to the surroundings. As the sphere continued to expand, the floor under its feet was also devoured and shattered. Ling immediately felt that something was wrong. This was clearly the trace of "Blue Trail"

A replica of the white magic machine scooping ice cream in ".

However, her plan to retreat was delayed. The Riding God, who was normally able to move at the speed of sound, could only retreat at a speed of dozens of submoments per second. A sense of sluggishness as if it was stuck in mud emanated from the body.

The feedback was reflected on himself. Could it be that the God of Cavalry couldn't keep up with his reaction?

"Hahaha, how could it be so easy for you to escape? I don't need to tell you about the basic application of space freezing, right? Then there is space crushing! Goodbye! Zhazha!"

It was too late to dodge, so we had to fight head-on. Sektor raised the giant sword and once again took the posture of the Underworld Sword. The almost black hell flame once again covered the sword body.

The forces of different rules collided fiercely at this moment, and the fire of Hell offset the power of space bit by bit.

The golden power of space gradually spread to the sword body, which glowed with brilliant brilliance. Ling, who was spiritually integrated with the weapon, also felt the severe pain of her body being torn apart bit by bit.

Accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, Ling felt as if her entire body had been split in half, and the pain hit Ling's mind.

Under the shock wave of the explosion, the Purple Horseman was ejected thousands of sub-moments away. It took a while for Ling to recover from the pain like being torn apart by a car.

Looking at the left hand of the Riding God, only the Eight Yaqi remained of the huge weapon of the Twelve Aqiu. More than half of the blade was swallowed up by the power of the sky and disappeared without a trace.

She was just about to stand up, but she didn't expect that with a burst of space distortion, Husband Wiseman's huge body, which was more than ten years old, flashed directly above the riding god.

"I didn't expect that you survived. It seems that the sword saved you, but there will be no next time. Try this one of the gods from heaven, Inanna, the divine spear!"

Countless rainbow-colored javelins were shot down from above. The Purple Horseman, who had no time to dodge, was easily penetrated.

"Even the hardest Samlian stone in the human world cannot resist the judgment from higher dimensions! Go to shit! Go to shit! Go to shit! Hahahaha! Hahahaha! Hahahaha!"

The arms were penetrated, the torso was penetrated, the legs were penetrated, and more than ten holes were poked out of the body of the Riding God made of Samlian stone, which was extremely hard to the outside world, like a piece of tofu.

The pain of a thousand cuts hit Ling's nerves fiercely. It was different from the feeling when Alondette was broken just now. The Purple Activator who was integrated with the Purple Riding God also had blood holes in the corresponding parts of his body.

Following a trance in front of her eyes, when her consciousness gathered again, Ling found that she was no longer in the driving space of Qishen, but returned to the normal space.

The Riding God was penetrated by a gun, and the injuries suffered by Sekto were also reflected on Ling. After realizing that he could not resist the high-dimensional attack, Sekto, who was penetrated, immediately ejected Ling to prevent her from being fatal.

Death from injury.

Countless spears continued to fall downwards, expanding the wounds on the knight's body.

"I didn't expect it, did you? I didn't expect that the God of Riding would be so vulnerable. The fragments of the treasure are nothing more than this. How can they be compared with the real treasure? Look, this is the real power! With the power of an angel, I am absolutely invincible.

The presence!"

"Uncle Wiseman, you really pissed me off." Ling stood up with her body stained red by blood, took out a small glass bottle from her pocket, and swallowed dozens of red and blue pills in one gulp.

.

Under the crimson suit, the muscles in the wounds on her body squirmed slowly, returning to their original state in just a few seconds. The extraordinary physical regeneration ability gained from taking Zhenzhi for a long time was put to use in reality for the first time.

Ling raised her hand and made a move, and the weapon that was originally in the hands of the Riding God quickly shrank. The blade broke, and only the broken sword Arondette, which was 160 miles in diameter, flew into her hand.

"What can you do now with that broken sword!? At this point, you don't need it anymore. Come on, Thunder Tornado"

The sweeping thunder formed a storm of seven radiant powers around Wiseman, and Ling walked into it without evading.

The armor and clothes were vaporized, but her skin was not damaged at all.

"Huh?" Wiseman was a little surprised.

However, Ling ignored the attacks she received and smashed the absolute defense wall with her broken sword.

click

The broken sword once again created a gap and shortened the Sanya Moment. However, Wiseman's absolute defense, which he thought would be no problem, shook violently.

Every time she swung the sword, Ling's face turned pale, but her blush quickly recovered in a short period of time. Every time she swung the sword, Ling's hair faded a little, and wrinkles quickly appeared on her face.

"No, this is impossible! This is impossible! This is impossible! River of Lament!" He said important things three times. Wiseman was completely unable to understand the phenomenon that happened in front of him. He immediately launched another one of the things he had just realized against Ling.

The ultimate magic.

Kaka

The sound of shattering came from my ears. The two ancient relics of the body and soul, which could not withstand the terrible spiritual pressure, finally shattered under Wiseman's attack.

Ling's earrings were broken. After losing the principle of body (props), she realized the true principle of body (path). Even without the help of props, the path has long been integrated into every cell of her.

Each molecule, each spirit child, each youzi, penetrates her body, spirit and soul. She has a clear understanding of the essence of aura and the transformation method between the energy layer of qi meridians and the soul. In the past, she only knew it but did not know it.

So it's different, now she really knows how to burn herself most efficiently.

Ling's whole body was empty, only the broken sword was still in her hand, and she continued to slash at the impenetrable wall with her sword of mind without stopping.

"Crazy! Really crazy! You madman!!!"

"Uncle Wiseman, you have no right to say that to me."

For the first time, cracks appeared in the defense wall.

"No, it's impossible. How could the ring's absolute barrier be...!? Get out, get out! Divine Spear Inanna"

Wiseman used the same move again to penetrate Ling, but the wound on her body healed itself in the next second.

"O-O, that's it, I understand, you are no longer human. In order to resist my angelic power, you took the initiative to transform into a demon. What a stupid self-destruction! Even the appearance has not changed, it seems that it is just

The lowest level of demons. How can you, a little demon, be compared to my perfect body of light?"

The wall of defense was finally shattered under Wiseman's disbelieving gaze. And the huge pile of flesh that made up his body was cut off with more than 97% of the flesh mass by one sword.

"Correct your two mistakes. First of all, I have accurately controlled the amount of medicine I take, and I am still a little bit away from turning into a demon. Secondly, you are not a complete light body. Okay, the nonsense should be over. Wise

Uncle Man, your original plan was not to show off your power in front of me, right? You must have made a wish for some noble purpose, right? For you to do this, I am bleeding like never before." Ling's voice said

It revealed haggardness and fatigue, but the sharp will contained in it made Wiseman feel an emotion called fear for a long time.

"I clearly gave you an absolute hint, how could you disobey me!"

Ling didn't expect that even though he was unconscious, he could still remember such things.

"That kind of thing, I just got angry and tore it off with a little force. It's not implanted in my deep consciousness. Uncle Wiseman, you don't think it will have an effect on me, do you?"

"No, no, it's impossible, let me go! Please! Let me go!"

The ultimate skill of the sword of the mind is to liberate the sealed universe and cut through the sky and hell.

The name of the move is so long that I won't read it out. It's just information that comes to her mind naturally according to her state of mind. If she really reads it out, she will be extremely embarrassed. With a flash of thought in her mind, Ling cuts two swords, and she will exude cleanly and neatly.

The golden halo of brilliance fell from Wiseman's body.

Without the energy support of the Ring of Glory, the angelic transformation could no longer be sustained. The aperture exploded, and the fleshy Wiseman returned to his normal human shape. He loosened his right hand on the wand of outer principles, Jerudu, and his body

He fell from the air to the ground together with the wand. His nose was filled with snot and tears. He wanted to open his mouth but could only say "Ahhhhh" and couldn't say anything coherent.

"Pah, pah, pah, pah"

Applause came from the empty place, and a figure in a pink suit gradually emerged. Then he walked up to Ling and handed her an exquisite dress to wear.

"Ken Parela, were you here early in the morning?"

"No, I came here only after hearing the news. I only watched the ending, but it was really a wonderful scene. I didn't expect that white face to fall to this level. Ling, you are so strong. The cyanotic demon is worthy of his name. He is almost there.
To be continued...