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The sword qi bombarded the ground, and the strong aftermath rose with it, and the power of time and space diffused, and cracks emerged, which was very terrifying.

However, the holy priest was unmoved by all this.

It was as if Wang Hao's sword qi was not worth mentioning in his eyes, standing there without moving, and his breathing was not in the slightest disorder.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

For this holy priest, I can't help but feel a hint of jealousy in my heart.

If nothing else, the latter's calm is really a bit unbelievable, even incomprehensible.

As time passed, under the white robe, a deep voice came out: "Strong man, why do you want to stop me, isn't it good to become a citizen of heaven?" Believe in me and have eternal life, and you will not suffer from any affliction, nor from any calamity, nor from ......."

Hearing this person's words, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth couldn't help but rise with a trace of disdain.

If nothing else, if the latter said this to the people of later generations, then some people would definitely be moved by it.

But now is the time of the Flood, this is the time of gathering of all the gods, and in this time, life is indifferent to anyone.

Living in the desolation, even a pig can reach the level of Taiyi True Immortal, and its long lifespan is almost no different from immortality.

The most important thing is that Wang Hao's cultivation is a quasi-saint and a small consummation, it can be said that he has surpassed the shackles of the river of fate, as long as he gives up everything and finds a place to retreat to the mountains and forests, then unless he robs the generals immeasurably, he will never die.

Thinking of this, the seven-star sword in Wang Hao's hand was pulled, and suddenly, a sound of breaking the air resounded, and the sword qi of time and space slashed straight towards the white-robed man, and said disdainfully: "Put away your so-called remarks, eternal life?" In our time, anyone can do it. ”

Phew-

When the sword qi attacked, the white-robed man seemed to be a little flustered, and he didn't know whether he was frightened by the sword qi of time and space or moved by Wang Hao's words.

Seeing the sword qi attacking, the white-robed man immediately waved the staff in his hand and muttered, "Divine barrier, Qi!" ”

In the next second, the divine power was shining, and it directly wrapped the white-robed man inside.

As the space-time sword qi exploded above the barrier, the entire barrier swayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it did not have the slightest intention of shattering.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao's eyes were raised, and he said secretly: "Good guy, this defense is strong enough." ”

At the same time that Wang Hao was shocked, the white-robed man waved the staff in his hand again and said, "Ten-winged Seraph, come out!" ”

Immediately after that, he saw that the divine power went straight into the phantom of the pool, and then a golden red flame shone, and an angel with five pairs of golden wings flew out of it.

I saw that this angel was holding a sword of flames, which was even stronger than those angels' swords of light, and it was already close to the level of a medium-grade innate spirit treasure.

After flying out of the phantom of the pool, his eyes were suddenly locked on Wang Hao on the ground, and he whispered in his mouth: "Mortal, if you dare to make a move against the Holy Priest, I declare you guilty!" ”

As he spoke, the ten-winged seraphim picked up the sword of flames, and attacked Wang Hao directly, and the momentum of the quasi-saint small perfection on his body rushed into the sky, looking very strong.

Seeing this situation, a trace of disdain flashed in Wang Hao's eyes, and as soon as his mind moved, the Blue Emperor's creation step was unleashed, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When Wang Hao reappeared, he had already come to the ten-winged seraphim, the seven-star sword in his hand was pulled, and he whispered in his mouth: "Weimo ant, how can this emperor be convicted and die for this emperor!" ”

At the moment when he finished speaking, the Blue Emperor's space-time slash was launched, and it slashed at the back of the ten-winged seraphim.

"Ah......h

With the sound of screams, the power of time and space surged, and almost instantly, the body of the ten-winged seraphim was devoured, torn apart, and even collapsed.

In a moment, the ten-winged seraphim, who was about to show off his might, was directly killed by Wang Hao with a sword, and he didn't even have the slightest resistance.

Seeing this scene, the white-robed people on the ground lost their voices, and exclaimed, "How come! ”

Obviously, the ten-winged seraphim who was unwilling to accept that he had just awakened would be killed by Wang Hao so easily.

In this regard, Wang Hao didn't say anything, his figure stood in mid-air, and the seven-star sword in his hand began to move, and for a while, Wang Hao's figure shook in mid-air, and the dazzling sword light was dazzling.

As time passed, lotus flowers mixed with the power of time and space began to fall slowly from the sky, covering an area of hundreds of miles, and at the same time, the phantom of the pool was also within its range.

The Qinglian Sword Song came out again, this time the power was even stronger than before, and in a moment, the range of hundreds of miles was shrouded in lotus, and the power of time and space swept out one after another, and the space was trembling and tearing, and it was vaguely seen that the space in many places had collapsed.

"Not good!"

Seeing this, the white-robed man completely lost his stable appearance, having seen the situation where Qinglian Sword Ge had slaughtered so many angels before, of course he knew the horror of this blow!

Almost instantly, the figure of the white-robed man flew up automatically without wind, and the staff in his hand burst out with a bright and dazzling light, and he said slowly: "Mortal, you have completely angered me, and then it is the divine judgment!" ”

After the words were finished, above the heavenly dome, endless divine power gathered, forming a huge whirlpool at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the power that diffused from it, even the quasi-saints felt a palpitation, and even panic.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao's eyes couldn't help shrinking, and he subconsciously muttered: "How can this thing be similar to the divine judgment of the bright guy!" ”

"No, Guangming is one of the nine kings of the Flood Desolation, and it stands to reason that it is impossible to use the spell of the Eighth Flood Desolation, but what is going on?"

"Nine Great Floods, Nine Kings of Chaos? What's at stake with that? What is the connection between the light and the eighth famine? ”

This time, Wang Hao began to be a little shocked.

The divine power displayed by the Eighth Flood Desolation is incomparably similar to the light power of light, and even the light power of light is likely to be the initial state of divine power.

If this is the case, then the existence of light is only inseparable from the Eighth Flood Desolation.

However, the crux of the matter is that Guangming is only one of the Nine Kings of Chaos, and he is also one of the other Chaos Kings who have been looking for him, which means that the latter cannot know the relationship between the Eighth Flood Desolation and him, so ......

(End of chapter)