Even the old monk put his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha Buddha."
"This knife made me seem to see the battlefield where the heavens once fought."
Yang Dingfeng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.
"Damn it!"
"This knife, I'm afraid it can split God!"
Lin Xi, Xia Yuyan
Everyone was silent. At this moment, there seemed to be only that figure left in the world.
A moment later, Lancelot's body was consumed to the point of illusion.
The time trajectory gradually dissipated until the sky was completely closed, and everyone present still couldn't recover for a long time.
The sage still hasn't left his mortal body.
Fight the gods with mortal bodies.
Lin Que really did it.
This is undoubtedly the first of its kind in the East and the West, even the whole world, and even the Three Realms!
Above the sky, Lin Que put away the Heavenly Punishment Saber.
At this moment, his body was dim, and all the power in his body had been exhausted.
The corners of his mouth slightly lifted, revealing a smile.
"Behind every successful man, there is a silently dedicated woman."
"Morgana, you are great!"
Morgana:
Just after he finished speaking, his body trembled suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Lancelot's divine power surged, and his body solidified again.
Lin Que did not kill him with all his sword strikes!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Lin Que!"
"It was a vain attempt to
Killing God, you are so naive! "
"How can an ant like you understand the power of the gods?"
Under the battlefield, everyone was silent.
Although he failed to kill Lancelot, Lin Que's ability to do so exceeded their expectations.
Before everyone in Vatican Temple could react, Lancelot pointed his spear obliquely.
"Come on!"
With an order, countless figures walked out of the believers behind him.
At the time of life and death, all the chivalry he had said before had become empty talk.
Those believers surrounded Lin Que.
Mo Qingcheng and the others had cold eyes.
The old monk's Buddha name was low.
"Amitabha Buddha."
"Disciples of Vatican Temple obey my orders!"
"exist!"
"Keep Lin Que, if he dies, there is no need for Vatican Temple to gain a foothold in the world!"
"yes!"
Thousands of monks were about to move, but at this moment, the space above their heads was rippling.
There are other forces appearing here!
Countless figures tore through the void and walked out, exuding a terrifying aura.
"United States, genetic warrior!"
Lin Que's pupils shrank when he saw the person coming.
Seeing this, Ye Ni and the others jumped up into the air, guarding Lin Que's side.
The leader was their old acquaintance, Tuo'er, who was holding a thunder hammer, looked at Lin Que and the others with a sneer on his face, and said with a sneer, "Lin Que, you are at the end of the road."
"It's better to surrender obediently."
Lin Que covered his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said weakly
: "When you were in the sea of ??turmoil, you should have been killed."
"snort."
Thor snorted coldly and gave an order, and the genetic warrior behind him rushed out with a murderous intent.
The old monk didn't intend to stand by and watch, but just as he was about to order an attack, there were shouts of killing everywhere!
At the source of the sound, a phalanx came from the western border.
The spear and horse, the armor and the cold light are integrated into one place, and the momentum is menacing!
"Knights!"
In an instant, a square formation of more than 4,000 people surrounded the old monk.
A tall figure leaped out, lifted the helmet mask on his face, and exuded the power of the semi-holy peak.
"Monk, Vatican Temple should not be involved in this matter."
"Thinking of you is also a person of faith."
"Leave now, I won't make things difficult."
The old monk asked without changing his face.
"Who are you?"
"Son of the knight on the lake, Lance Lodge."
? While reporting his name, heOne's own strength and full momentum.
The prestige of the semi-holy, sweeping the audience!
On the battlefield, the sense of killing that had just calmed down rose again!
The old monk clasped his hands together.
"Go and help Lin Que."
"Remember what I just said."
"yes."
Thousands of monks soared into the air, but Lance Lodge did not stop them.
And with so many people, he couldn't stop them even if he wanted to.
"Monk, if this is the case, don't blame me for being rude."
The old monk smiled gently.
"If you want to stop me,
You people, it's not enough. "
Lance Lodge came prepared this time, holding his spear high, and his thick voice spread throughout the audience.
"Array!"
Boom.
With the sound of horseshoes and smoke and dust, four thousand people formed a mysterious battle formation with Lance Lodge as the core.
"This formation, known as the Macedonian battle formation, originated from mortals."
"After being fused with the power of the semi-holy, it is more than enough to kill a saint!"
The old monk scanned for a long time, and his complexion finally changed.
Each of the more than 4,000 people has a good cultivation base.
Among them, the tallest one has already reached the half-step Supreme Realm.
This formation is exactly as Lance Lodge said.
A small team of ten people, a squadron of a hundred people, and a large team of a thousand people.
Dismantling and merging with each other, unpredictable.
Even old monks feel great pressure.
Lance Lodge stopped dissuading him and pointed his spear obliquely.
"kill!"
? Shout out and detonate the battlefield!
"Amitabha Buddha!"
The old monk's eyes are golden, and the Dharma is so powerful that it soaks half of the sky.
? With one hand, the Sanskrit symbols are entwined between the palms of the fingers.
He struck out with one palm, and the void twisted.
This blow is enough to easily destroy a middle-stage Supreme Realm!
But the oncoming 100-man squadron had no intention of backing down.
Their strengths merged into one place, and they resisted this ultimate move forcefully.
The old monk clearly felt that under the leadership of Lance Lodge, his power was dispersed and drawn to the entire battle formation!
The pressure of one person is
Four thousand people share!
This is the true power of the Macedonian battle formation!
And the one-hundred-man squadron, of course, was unscathed, and rushed to the front.
The cold light of the spear is here in a flash!
The old monk did not dodge or dodge, and the Sanskrit in his palm was even brighter.
The body of King Kong is fully exposed, and the spear is hard to shake!
when! when! when!
The sound of gold and iron clashing came out, and the sharp tip of the spear could not even leave a white mark on his body.
Afterwards, the old monk fell into endless fierce battles.
The crowd tactics also have disadvantages. Even if he is surrounded from all sides, he will face the attack of dozens of people at the same time at most.
but.
Killing takes time.
Escape is impossible.
He has fallen into an abyss and quagmire, and the ending is predictable.
The power was exhausted and he was stabbed to death by a spear.
Above the sky, the situation is also not optimistic.
Thor urged Thor's hammer to turn a thousand miles into a sea of ??thunder.
The power of this thunder and lightning is far inferior to the method of shaking thunder performed by Qi Sheng of Kunlun Mountain.
However, it was very difficult for everyone to protect the exhausted Lin Que while resisting.
Moreover, those genetic warriors belonged exclusively to Thor, and they were able to fuse with Thunderbolt.
A series of burly bodies shuttled through the sea of ??thunder, appearing like ghosts and ghosts, catching Mo Qingcheng and the others by surprise every time he made a move.
After a few rounds, everyone will be rewarded!
Thor's arrogant voice sounded in the sky.
"Lin Que, give up!"
"You will definitely die today."
(End of this chapter)
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