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- The extremely luxurious aristocratic life, the fine silk cloth that the female priest was reluctant to make clothes for, was used by the maids to wipe the floor, and the fragrance that the female priests could not afford was sprayed everywhere by the maids. The carpet was made from the fur of the level 5 dark magic beast Shadow Leopard. It was completely black without a stray hair. This kind of disposable carpet was paved outside and would eventually be left in the church. Ziyun directed 10 maids to move out the magic wooden tables, chairs and big bed, repainted the walls, and installed dozens of magic lamps on the ceiling that required red crystal coins to light.
Mei Ji took out a coat made of the fox fur of the wind-type holy beast "Phantom Sky Fox" and put it on Shuang'er: "The nearby barren mountains and ridges, I feel wronged."
The charming voice of Mei Ji made all the priests fascinated.
At this time, the level 4 priest suddenly received instructions and sneaked into the backyard of the church while everyone was fascinated by Mei Ji.
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In the dead of night, in the Du'er God's Church in Luhua Village, the priests were busy going back and forth preparing altars and various instruments for casting magical spells for the new temple of the god.
Zhao Yong has been thinking about it, and after half a day of research, he finally found something wrong with these priests.
Zhao Yong couldn't help but remind him: "Master, what we believe in here is not a real god. I wonder what kind of alien it is? It is too dangerous for the young lady to go there alone to receive that magic."
"I have no intention of letting Shuang'er accept the magic. It's almost time. When the false god Du'er appears, you and the Purple King will capture him together."
"Pseudo God?" Zhao Yong was startled at first, and then felt excited. After being promoted to the god level, there are fewer and fewer opponents to fight. A pseudo-god who doesn't know what kind of alien can give Zhao Yong a happy fight.
Zhao Sicheng said: "That's right! The three major elements of a true god are divinity, divinity, and divine power. The fake Du'er God has neither divinity nor divinity, but relies on the faith of the villagers to collect a little divine power. This inferior product , How dare you put your thoughts on me and Shuang'er, you really don't know how to live or die. Next, this is the life card of the soul. If the inferior product puts the soul into the life card, bring him to see me. If you don't want to just right Give Xiaobai extra food."
When Xiaobai heard about the extra food, he immediately called out "Meow". Zhao Sicheng grabbed the hair on Xiaobai's neck and input a burst of life law energy.
Zhao Yong took the soul tablet with both hands, looked at it, and couldn't help but shudder. The palm-sized black wooden sign is engraved with mysterious patterns. Divided into 12 grids. There are four dark soul nails in each grid. The soul is firmly nailed to the life card by the four soul nails. It is tortured all the time and makes you shudder just by looking at it. Compared with the terrifying Yuan Shen Fate Card, Zhao Yong felt that he would be happier if he was eaten by Xiaobai.
??Du Er is gearing up at this moment. Unexpectedly, if he didn't pay attention for a moment, those idiot priests would cause him a big trouble. However, trouble also represents an opportunity. If he can catch the holy noble young master, he is expected to truly become a god within 20 years and activate the ocean of elements. Condensing his godhead is the only chance to get rid of his "master".
Walking on the Yuanjing Continent, Zhao Sicheng has always suppressed his strength to the holy level. First, it can reduce the harassment of minions below the Saint level. On the other hand, if you completely let go of your strength, you will be rejected by the Yuanjing plane. The best way to eliminate this rejection is to destroy. Since Zhao Sicheng does not want to destroy the Yuanjing Continent, all walks of life can only suppress their strength before returning.
The level 4 priest who received Du Er's order smiled and said to Shuang'er: "We are ready. Please stand in the center of the altar, Miss Zhao. All priests will bless Miss Zhao with magic at the same time. After that, Miss Zhao will have a healthy body of."
There was no flaw in the pastor's words. Si Shuang was about to step forward, but was stopped by Zhao Yong: "Miss, wait a moment. I'll go and see if their altar is strong."
After saying that, Zhao Yong jumped onto the altar and shouted: "The aliens hiding behind the wall, come out!"
With the god-level water-based fighting spirit at full strength, a wall behind the altar of the chapel turned into debris, revealing the false god Du'er hidden behind the wall.
The costume of the false god Du'er feels like a wild man. The clothes on his body seem to have been in countless fierce battles and are in pieces. He has long gray hair, an unkempt beard, a face covered with dirt, and his appearance cannot be seen clearly. He is holding a two-meter iron rod. , glared at Zhao Yong angrily.
Zhao Sicheng was so far away that he could smell the death aura emanating from the false god Du Er. The death aura on Du Er's body was completely the same as the death aura and resentment above the village. This guy was indeed a "plague" to the villagers. the root of.
"You meddling sword god, you dare to destroy the altar of this god. I, the god Du'er, are at odds with you." Du'er said, hitting Zhao Yong with the long stick of the artifact in his hand.
"It's interesting." Zhao Sicheng pulled Shuang'er close to his arms and sat down on the magic wooden chair prepared by Mei Ji.
In the past ten years, due to Zhao Sicheng¡¯s request to the dwarfs,In order to provide metals (spiritual materials) to the gods, the dwarves have indeed produced hundreds of low-grade artifacts. In addition, with the return of all walks of life imminent, ancient ruins are being developed one after another, and a large number of artifacts have flooded into the weapons market of Yuanjing Continent. Compared to the hundreds of millions of warriors on the mainland, thousands of artifacts cannot make a single splash, at least not to the point where a savage in a mountain village can easily pick up artifacts. Back then, Chris was one of the three great sword gods in the mainland. Before he met Zhao Sicheng, he didn't even have a magical weapon, let alone a false god hiding in the countryside.
"Du'er is a water-type sword god, but his forehead exudes the death energy of a necromancer, and there is also the artifact iron rod in his hand. Zhao Sicheng said: "It's a bit interesting."
"Qiang!" The sound of the black artifact dagger being unsheathed definitely came from Zhao Yong. The Purple King had thrown this handsome sound into the tomb of the god as early as ten years ago.
"Hey!" Zhao Yong's dagger met Du Er's long stick.
While Du Er was entangled by Zhao Yong, Zi Wang passed by Du Er's right side silently. Du Er instinctively dodged to the left and moved back, avoiding the vital part of his neck. The energy of "Zi Yang Jue" suddenly came from the dagger. Pouring out, the Purple King left a blood mark more than a foot long on Du Er's right arm.
Du Er instantly broke into a cold sweat, his right arm was in burning pain from the "Purple Yang Jue". Du Er turned his left hand, and a fist-sized divine power ball appeared in his hand.
"Boom!" How can a small church converted from a residential house withstand the energy of a divine power ball? Turned into ashes in the blink of an eye. Ten poor priests were blown to pieces by the false god they believed in.
Zhao Sicheng waved his right hand, and a transparent space law barrier immediately appeared, protecting the girls within it.
The Purple King has long since disappeared, but Zhao Yong was blown up and looked a little embarrassed.
"Okay! Come again!" Zhao Yong shouted, and the water-type fighting energy was like a trickling river, attacking Du Er one after another.
"Du'er cursed loudly: "Ignorant little bastards, let me show you today what it means to be immortal."
As Duer said, golden divine power surged up on his right arm. In the blink of an eye, the blood marks from the Purple King's stab disappeared without a trace. If the savage's clothes weren't even more shabby, it would be impossible to tell that he had been injured there.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Yong was still stunned for a moment. This surprise not only provided Du Er with the conditions for counterattack, but also interrupted Zi Wang's assassination plan.
"Water Wheel Slash!" The big sword move is performed with the artifact iron rod, which is more ferocious than the big sword. Especially the false god Du'er's divine power is mixed with the water-based fighting spirit, making the already fierce god-level fighting spirit even more destructive. .
Looking at Du Er's rounded long stick, the water-type fighting energy poured down like a violent storm. Zi Wang could only face it head-on, bumped into Zhao Yong, and said loudly: "Quick move!"
For a moment, he was stunned, "‡R, ‡R, ‡R, ‡R, ‡R." It sounded five times in a row. Purple King connected the five sticks of Du'er, and his arms were numb from the shock.
"Chu Yang, rise!" Purple King doesn't like to enlarge his moves, he really doesn't like it. The Purple King's favorite time to assassinate is the moment after the prey enlarges its attack, when the old strength has been exhausted and the new strength has not yet been born. At this time, Zi Wang stabbed his prey four or five times from the darkness to complete his mission.
So Purple King doesn¡¯t like to use his ultimate move, just because he doesn¡¯t like it doesn¡¯t mean he doesn¡¯t know how to use it. The morning sun rises and jumps out from the ground. As the fiery red first sun rises, it leaves behind nine afterimages of the same size. The afterimages of the first sun condense into entities and connect into a line, facing Duer crazily. Smash.
Seeing the nine-round primordial sun crashing down, Du Er advanced instead of retreating. The iron rod in his hand turned into thousands of stick shadows, and roared: "A drop of water can penetrate a stone!"
Zhao Yong also shouted: "Langling Mianmian!"
"Lingling" sounds very feminine. In fact, ahem, this move is used for defense and is indeed slightly feminine. This move illustrates the tenderness in the secret of water. The water fighting spirit at the tip of Zhao Yong's sword turns into a gentle net, entangling thousands of stick shadows with millions of tenderness.
As soon as Du Er's iron rod was entangled, the Purple King had already sneaked behind Du Er and cut his neck!
"Be careful not to kill." Zhao Yong shouted.
Purple King was stunned for a moment, and was hit in the chest by Du Er's iron rod. God-level water-type fighting energy mixed with divine power rushed through the body of Zi Wang, a person with a fire-type physique. Zi Wang spat out a mouthful of purple blood on the spot.
The Purple King disappeared, leaving only a pool of purple blood on the ground. He quickly took out the medicine bottle, swallowed two healing pills refined by Zhao Sicheng, and spat out a mouthful of purple blood before taking a breath and glared at Zhao Yong.
But I saw golden divine power flashing through Du Er's neck where the Purple King had cut him open. The cut trachea and arteries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was healed in three breaths. Du Er's anger rose. The little magical power he had worked so hard to accumulate was all wasted on these two boys.
Du Er no longer struggled with Zi Wang and Zhao Yong, but pounced on Zhao Sicheng like a tiger. Catching this holy noble young master was the key to solving the problem.
"Master!" "Aliens seek death!"
Although they knew that Du Er could not hurt Zhao Sicheng, Zi Wang and Zhao Yong still pounced on him without hesitation. They were the young master's guards. It would be dereliction of duty if the young master had to do everything himself. Master, what's the use of them? (To be continued)
{PiaoTian Literature www.PiaoTian.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}This holy noble young master is the key to solving the problem.
"Master!" "Aliens seek death!"
Although they knew that Du Er could not hurt Zhao Sicheng, Zi Wang and Zhao Yong still pounced on him without hesitation. They were the young master's guards. It would be dereliction of duty if the young master had to do everything himself. Master, what's the use of them? (To be continued)
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