Spirit Sword carried the body and escaped in the chaos. Jun Ling hugged Nicona and left at high altitude. At this moment, only Ding Meng was left on the rooftop of the palace.
The high priest was really shocked and angry: "You little human being, if you don't do anything for your alliance, why are you helping the traitors?"
In his mind, Ding Meng was sent by the God War Alliance, so Ding Meng and Jun Ling were not expelled during the previous worship ceremony, but now Ding Meng was too lazy to explain to him.
There are two high priests in total. The one in front of them is taller and the other is short. The one who has been protecting Lingbi has now retreated far away.
What Ding Meng is thinking about now is not how to deal with the group of people in front of him, but how to deal with the subsequent situation once the alliance's ground troops arrive here?
The high priest spoke again: "I understand, you are a traitor to the Alliance of Gods."
Ding Meng sneered: "It seems that Prince Spirit Sword didn't lie, and you colluded with the alliance in advance."
The high priest said angrily: "You are talking nonsense, this is for the sake of the future of our clan."
Ding Meng said calmly: "If you really get involved with that Zhiyan, you will have no future at all."
The high priest said angrily: "Then I will clean up the house for Mr. Zhi today!"
He kept cleaning the door, but he did not go in. He hid far away in the square. On the contrary, the guards around him had already surrounded the rooftop.
In Ding Meng's perception, the army at the foot of the mountain was nothing, but the palace guards were very troublesome. These people all had the strength to close in on the warriors. It was easy for a single guard to deal with them, but it would be troublesome for these people to join forces.
Ding Meng held the long sword and glanced coldly at the more than 20 guards around him. It was definitely not the best idea to cut a bloody path and it was better to think of a way quickly.
Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he was in the right position to try it out.
Din Meng slowly retreated, and the surrounding guards also slowly approached. Each of these tree men was about four meters tall. Din Meng in the center of the circle was like a wolf dog surrounded by a herd of wild horses.
Retreating to the gate of the temple, Ding Meng suddenly waved his backhand, and saw a flash of sword light, and a corner of the gate of the temple was immediately cut off. Although this door was made of excellent quality wood, it was like tofu in front of Jing Hua Shui Yue.
The blocks are so fragile.
His sword shocked many guards. The temple is also the supreme symbol of the Qingshu tribe and the home of the gods. Normally people come to worship and worship, but the guards dare not come up. But now Ding Meng split the door.
Damn, these tree men were also very frightened, and they quickly surrounded them.
This move is nothing more than forcing these people not to use martial arts such as ice and fire, so as not to cause damage to the temple, so the first one to come up must be the master of the light speed system. There are three or four people's figures that flicker, this must be "Shunpo"
Such a thing, Ding Meng rolled towards the door without even thinking about it.
The visitor's bone spurs and daggers retracted halfway. Everyone was afraid of destroying the sacred objects. With such a retraction, Ding Meng stabbed the ground with his sword, used the force of the sword to rebound, kicked out several times in the air, and knocked him over.
Several, four lightspeeders fell directly onto their backs from the rooftop.
The tree men behind immediately followed, and Ding Meng saw the opportunity and swung his sword in the air. This was a sword wind formed by the source power and the power of his mind, which rolled up all the stone slabs on the ground and smashed them towards the back of the team.
The tree people were tall, and the distance was so close that it was difficult to dodge. They were all caught off guard and covered their faces.
Of course, this injury is not fatal. Taking advantage of this fleeting opportunity, Ding Meng shot forward like a sharp arrow after landing, with his sword behind his shoulder and in front. He had no intention of killing these people now, so he forced himself to
He knocked all the big men away with his shoulders. The rooftop was now like a flower pot, and a bunch of guards flew out like a goddess scattering flowers in the pot.
Ding Meng jumped into the air and threw the sword with his backhand. Driven by his mind power, Jing Hua Shui Yue split the sky like a startling rainbow and turned into a cold light that struck the corner of the square.
He had no other intentions. If he wanted to control the situation, he had to bring down the tall priest first.
"Protect your lord! Protect the monarch!" Exclaims rang out in the square.
Immediately, there were two cold rays of light attacking each other, and there were two crisp "ding-ding" sounds. The two long knives were immediately broken into two pieces, and the Shuiyue Sword's castration was not hindered at all.
The long sword flew over the heads of the crowd, and encountered a forest of gleaming white swords and halberds twenty meters away from the high priest. Din Meng in the rear stood on tiptoes over the heads of the crowd, and flew high again, his wrists
With a twist in the air, these dozens of weapons were shattered into pieces by the Water Moon Sword, turning into countless bright stars and exploding in all directions.
The long sword began to spin, turning into a sharp disc and turned towards the high priest. This series of attacks had "pierced" a path in the center of the square, and at least thirty guards were injured.
The high priest didn't panic at all. Just when Yuanpan was about to arrive, he was shocked and an invisible force of thought was released.
Although the long sword was still spinning, it was frozen in the air ten meters away from him. This high priest was not just in name, he was really powerful.
However, his telekinesis was not comparable to that of Ding Meng. Ding Meng's eyes almost opened into triangles, and a large amount of telekinesis came out of his body. The disc was slowly advancing towards the high priest, and he was clearly resisting secretly by looking at the high priest's eyes.
Seeing the disc being pushed closer and closer, when it was less than four meters away from his door, Ding Meng suddenly felt an icy chill. This was not ice source energy, but a huge danger was about to come.
The short priest who had been standing next to Lingbi suddenly burst out with large swaths of silver light, gushing out like mercury pouring from the ground. Pieces of silver light flew into the air and quickly turned into a dazzling stream of light, as if falling from the Milky Way.
Ding Meng's on-the-spot reaction was as fast as lightning. Almost at the same moment, he withdrew all his telekinesis, allowing the high priest's telepathy wall to hit him and use the force to fight against him. His whole body floated away like a kite.
A few tenths of a second before the stream of light arrived, there was a sharp "zheng" sound, and the exquisite diamond mirror image was wrapped around the body.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding--"
The stream of light hitting the shield seemed like dozens of extremely sharp daggers charging at it, and the sound was like pearls falling onto a plate.
With a crisp sound of "ding bell", even the diamond shield created by "Diamond Star Technique" was shattered.
Ding Meng was startled. He concentrated his energy under his legs and quickly cast the "Wind Control Technique". He kicked hard on the shoulder of a tree man guard with his toes, pulled out a phantom and retreated thirty meters away, and then used his boots again.
Stomping on the ground, the whole person was like a roc floating back to a flagpole on the edge of the square.
It wasn't until the distance increased that Liuguang's offensive gradually weakened, and Ding Meng saw clearly that it was not really a streamer, but a very strange weapon. It seemed to be made of small pieces just like the mirror flower, water moon, etc.
It is composed of metal fragments, except that the metal fragments of the dwarf priest are in the shape of a very curved crescent. They are connected together one by one. When no attack is launched, they shrink back to form a steel ring and hang on the bones of the dwarf priest.
On the wooden scepter.
Even though Ding Meng's eyes were always venomous, he had never noticed that this was a weapon before. This kind of weapon could only be controlled by those with string abilities.
As soon as the dwarf priest took action, Xiao Ai immediately identified the type of his telekinesis: "Attention, this is pure kinetic telekinesis."
Kinetic telekinesis is the most common type of telekinesis. It is almost the basic telekinesis of warlocks. The reason is very simple. Its function is to control objects through the air. It does not have the mental control of infectious telekinesis, nor does it have the telekinesis of ice, fire and light.
It's gorgeous and colorful, so it seems a bit mediocre among the many telekinesis powers. After all, most telekinesis powers can achieve the effect of controlling objects through the air.
But it is simple, pure, practical, full of changes, and capable of both offense and defense. When used by the dwarf priest, the steel ring can actually achieve this effect. The kinetic telekinesis can be said to be used to the extreme, and Ding Meng even asked himself that he could not achieve it.
This level.
But now was not the time to think about this, because as soon as he was forced to retreat, the dark crowd in the square all rushed towards the flagpole. This was really a typical crowd tactic.
Ding Meng secretly thought that he was a little overconfident. The masters of the Qingshu tribe were not as unbearable as he thought. If the two high priests really joined forces, he might have a chance to fight. Now there are enemies on all sides, and Ding Meng was also worried.
Horizontally, he moved the first six origins violently, and swept his palms downward through the air.
There was a shocking "boom" sound.
What the "Holy Glory Tiger Yang Palm" swept out was a fiery red torrent of source power.
The simple and spacious square instantly turned into a furnace of purgatory. The astonishingly hot water swept through the crowd. Not to mention the corpses of these people, even the ground turned into steaming scorched earth. The first floor of the palace started to catch fire, and the fire spread with a roar.
Come.
The two high priests also looked stern. It can be said that their spiritual power is no longer inferior to theirs. This young man looks extremely weak, but he contains such powerful power in his body. The two of them couldn't help but look at each other, the look in their eyes
The meaning is very clear: This person must not be let go!
Ding Meng had no intention of leaving. Without any hesitation, he thrust his sword through the air. Countless bright white filaments of light and shadow swept down like a torrential rain, aiming directly at the short priest.
During the three long years spent on the Expedition, he had already mastered "Zhao's Lone Sword", and now he didn't even need to gather energy. He could just use "Silver Eagle Sweeping the Land" with a single sword.
Since you want to use that weird weapon against me, then I will retaliate in the same way.
At this time, the monarch had already come down the mountain surrounded by many guards, and the short priest no longer had any worries. He seemed to have guessed that a human master like Ding Meng was by no means just one-handed telepathic, so he waved the bone and wood scepter in his hand.
Come.
The scepter danced out a stream of green and soft energy. You don't have to think about it. It must be source energy. This green energy formed a slowly rotating spherical shield on the dwarf priest. The surface of the shield also flashed with various lights.
Strange and mysterious complex runes.
This must be the unique skill of the Qingshu tribe!
