Chapter 227: The Blessing of the God of Light

The appearance of the Bright Holy Sword attracted the attention of everyone present, and even Io couldn't help but pause when he held the bow of the wind god, and did not shoot the arrow of the wind god directly at Ling Xiao. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The prestige of the Bright Holy Sword in the artifact is like the prestige of the innate tenth-order extreme attribute among magicians, and what it symbolizes is not only deterrence, but also the irresistible power.

As soon as the Bright Holy Sword came out, the surrounding air seemed to be suppressed by countless sword rays, and in the invisible air, criss-crossing sword qi carried a fierce wind, visible to the naked eye, the space was flooded with layers of ripples, except for the space around Io that was protected by his Wind God Bow, other places were shrouded in the sword qi of the Bright Holy Sword.

Seeing that the Bright Holy Sword had such a powerful power as soon as it came out, Ling Xiao was surprised and also looked very excited, the stronger the power of the Bright Holy Sword, the stronger his strength, Ling Xiao wished that the Bright Holy Sword could suppress Io as soon as it came out, but, looking at Io's appearance at the moment, it was obvious that the Bright Holy Sword had an impact on him, but the impact was not too great.

After thinking about it, Ling Xiao also understood the reason, according to the reason, only when his strength reached the ninth-order great mage, he could barely summon the Bright Holy Sword, from this point of view, he knew what kind of huge mana it would take to urge the Bright Holy Sword, however, he was only a ninth-order great magician now, and the magic power was too far and too far, if it weren't for the unknown pendant, he wanted to summon the Bright Holy Sword, I don't know what year and month it would have to be.

Not only that, Io's hand, how is it also the inheritance artifact of the Wind God Mansion, although the level of the Wind God's bow is a little lower than the Light Holy Sword, but Io's mastery of the Wind God's Bow is much stronger than Ling Xiao, besides, he himself has also reached the strength of the Magister, on the whole, it seems not strange that he can resist the power of the Light Holy Sword, if he can't even resist the light pressure that is still in a sleeping state, then this competition, there is no need to continue.

Taken aback, Io slowly came back to his senses, although the Bright Sacred Sword was famous, but it was only circulating, so Io did not judge at the first time that what Ling Xiao was holding in his hand was the Bright Sacred Sword in the Bright God Costume, he only knew that the long sword in Ling Xiao's hand was an artifact, and in terms of level, it was higher than his Wind God's Bow, and vaguely, he could feel that his Divine Bow was trembling slightly, and that feeling of fear also passed from the artifact to Io's body.

Seeing that Ling Xiao took out another artifact that was even more advanced than the Bright God Boots, even if it was Qing Ling, who already possessed the Earth Pearl, he couldn't help but cast a look of envy and admiration at him, he could feel the Earth Bead in his body trembling slightly, that emotion, it was a kind of fear.

Qing Ling's Earth Bead was afraid of Ling Xiao's Light Holy Sword, not to mention the Wind God's Bow of the same level as the Earth Pearl, in the face of the divine weapon pressure released by the Light Holy Sword, the inner artifact spirit of the Wind God's Bow couldn't help but tremble, if it wasn't for Io having been comforting him, I'm afraid it would have returned to Io's body long ago.

Staring at Ling Xiao's Bright Holy Sword, Io's originally solemn face suddenly showed a touch of heat, and the sudden excitement made Ling Xiao on the opposite side suddenly feel uneasy.

Ling Xiao didn't know that Ai Ou himself was not a person who retreated when he encountered difficulties, he was eager to fight with the strong, and he was also eager to deal with people who were more powerful than himself, this time he came to participate in the competition, he originally had the intention of fighting with the top geniuses on the mainland, in his consciousness, only by constantly fighting with the strong, can he better improve his strength.

"Haha, it's good to come! In that case, then I don't have to worry about anything! ”

Hearty laughter suddenly came out of Io's mouth, the solemn color on his face disappeared, the black robe fell, the originally handsome face was covered by a scar, but it did not give people a hideous feeling at all, on the contrary, Ling Tian's momentum and unflinching will made everyone can't help but look at him twice, he can achieve this kind of achievement at such a young age, and his indomitable character, it is also inseparable, this kind of person, as long as there is no accident, will definitely become the peak powerhouse of the entire continent in the future.

No longer hesitating, Io's face became a little solemn again, and this time, he stared at the bow of the wind god in his hand, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"The bow of the wind god, the wind of heaven and earth is an arrow, go!"

With Io's words to go, his right hand was loosened in vain, and behind him, the huge divine bow phantom was also manipulated by someone, at the moment when Io's hand was released, the extreme arrow feather that condensed the attributes of heaven and earth wind suddenly shot out, and the heaven and earth seemed to be eclipsed at this moment, time and space were suppressed, and the sharp breath instantly tore the light breath released by Ling Xiao's Bright Holy Sword, and the entire heaven and earth, only the seemingly slow arrow feather remained, and even the sound and sight were slightly dislocated.

The moment Io let go, Ling Xiao also moved, and a layer of white light instantly surged up on the Bright God Boots on the Light God Suit, and Ling Xiao's body quickly retreated, and Ling Xiao retreated while placing the three-foot-long Light Holy Sword flat in front of him, looking at this holy sword that blended with water and milk, the mountains, rivers, grass and trees depicted on it seemed to be blooming with endless vitality.

"Light, the most primordial power in the world, I call you in the name of the inheritor of the God of Light, you are the greatest miracle in heaven and earth, all things are born from you, nature is created by you, you are the endless persistence, bring the world, the most beautiful blessing - the holy sword, the blessing of the God of Light!"

Outside the field, everyone only saw Ling Xiao retreating quickly when Io released the Wind God Arrow Feather, and then, the white giant sword artifact on his chest suddenly shone brightly, and countless brilliant rays of light burst out from the top of the divine sword, and then, the sky was shrouded in dazzling light, and everyone couldn't help but cover their eyes, only to remember that at the last moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the endless light.

When the spell of the holy sword was used, Ling Xiao only felt that he was suddenly nailed in the air, no matter how hard he tried, there was no way to move a single inch, at the same time, a huge suction force came out from the light holy sword in his hand, that kind of suction made Ling Xiao instantly change color, but in an instant, all the light magic power in his body was sucked dry, not only that, but even the space and dark magic power were not spared, for a while, Ling Xiao didn't care to think about why the light holy sword could absorb the dark element, He held the hilt of the Bright Holy Sword tightly, for fear that if he accidentally fell from the sky, with his current body without the slightest magic power, if he fell, it would be the end of his body to pieces.

On Ling Xiao's body, all the magic power has been plundered by the Bright Holy Sword, and the Bright God Costume Phantom and the Bright God Boots, because there is no support of magic power, have all disappeared in Ling Xiao's body at this time, however, just when Ling Xiao was at a loss, the Bright Holy Sword in his hand suddenly shook, and in an instant, Ling Xiao seemed to be possessed, trembling all over, and he couldn't help but raise the Bright Holy Sword above his head.

In the next moment, the entire Bright Holy Sword seemed to have been tempered by fire, and all the natural things engraved on the sword body also appeared on the surface of the sword body, and endless divine aura poured out from the sword, rendering Ling Xiao like an angel of judgment holding the Judgment Divine Sword, and with a strong swing, all the natural things that appeared seemed to come to life, condensed into a huge and incomparably circular light wheel, and the light wheel slammed into the Wind God arrow feather released by Io with an incomparably divine aura.

Time, as if standing still at this moment, outside the field, everyone's eyes widened, they stared at the air is rapidly contacting the wind god arrow feather and the light light wheel, the result of this competition, it depends on how the collision between the two is, if the wind god arrow feather can penetrate the light light wheel, then io is the well-deserved winner of this continental elite exchange competition, and if Ling Xiao's light light wheel can smash the wind god arrow feather, then Ling Xiao can also replace Ai Ou and become the first young master of the mainland this session.

Therefore, victory and defeat are only in this moment, one thought of heaven and one thought of hell, and everyone's breathing has stopped unconsciously.

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