Chapter Eighty-Six: The Master's Confidence
"Divine Prayer!" In the void, a demigod spoke slowly.
"Only the Holy Invoker can cast it, directly hitting the soul, and all physical defenses are gone!"
"The three thousand Divine Invokers, even if it is only the seventh order, the divine skills they use together, except for a few skeletons with strong soul defenses or no souls, as long as the intelligent beings with souls, without exception, will all be purified and converted under the divine prayer."
"The power of terror hits the soul!" A demigod with a black dragon, a slight sideways gaze, and a brief evaluation.
Such a terrifying divine technique, even a ninth-order black dragon, may not be able to resist it.
Thankfully, it takes at least five minutes of chanting to perform this magic spell.
There are no creatures that can stop the black dragon for five minutes.
He's confident about that.
The pure white light shines, the light shines on the world, and all filth ceases to exist.
Divine power, formless and substantial, flows quietly like a warm spring.
Gently wrap around the body of the witch.
Then, pouring into their bodies, their brains.
"No soul?" The priest in a white priest's robe frowned slightly, "No, it actually merges with the body!" ”
"Amazing! It is one with the flesh! He repeated, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
It's been a long time since I've encountered something so interesting.
Soft as a veil, the heaven and earth are pure white, and the divine brilliance pours into the blood of the Wu clan.
The violent, ferocious aura is like the eternal expanse.
Wild, brutal.
"See! It's not just the body, it's the soul and the blood! The old priest's eyes lit up.
In the blood, there is a fierce and violent aura.
But the more this happened, the more it piqued his interest.
The three thousand Divine Invokers of the Seventh Order have never missed a moment in their sacred prayers.
Even if the other party believes in a true god, even if it is a fanatical believer, it can make them change their faith.
With this kind of magic skill, he has converted many believers for the Lord of Dawn.
Countless holy powers have penetrated into the bloodlines of the witch clan who are rampage in the wolf cavalry.
In the next moment, the power of holiness condensed and formed in the world of blood and soul.
In the darkness, an incomparably huge phantom, the body stretched for hundreds of millions of miles, and the whole body was filled with holy light, surrounded by angels.
Bow!
Thou shalt not blaspheme!
Submit!
No peeps!
This is the power of the divine prayer, the holy power, in the soul world of the other party, to create an infinitely high, infinitely holy divine phantom.
No one can resist such a force.
This huge holy phantom, turning his head to look around, the earth was green, like a continent made of green crystal.
Hundreds of millions of miles of body, walking on the verdant earth.
In the past, when I used this magic technique, the soul world I encountered was hundreds of thousands of square kilometers.
Not even a single finger of the Divine Phantom could hold it, how could this world, so big, so barren, there was nothing but the verdant earth.
The spirit world is based on what the caster sees.
So, is this world the world that these three thousand monsters have seen with their own eyes?
But is there really such a world?
A terrifying shock came, and a terrifying black shadow as huge as a galaxy turned suddenly fell.
Wait a minute!
Billions of miles of gods and spirits opened their mouths in shock.
Because, he found that the huge black shadow that turned like a river of stars turned out to be a cat's claws.
He looked around from side to side, and a terrifying conjecture rose in his mind.
This can't see the boundary, compared to the emerald continent of the universe, it turned out to be a green leaf of grass?
Before he had time to think about it, the terrifying claws of flesh fell like a galaxy.
Plane fragments, the center of the battlefield.
The old priest who was floating in the air, along with three thousand holy invokers, suddenly his eyes widened, and his mouth opened wide, "Fear ......"
The next moment, their breath was gone, and they fell to the ground softly, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The divine phantom condensed by the divine prayer is the collection of the spiritual power of the three thousand divine invokers, and if it were not so, it would never be possible for him to convert his followers.
But now, they were directly destroyed because they saw the soul world in the bloodline of the three thousand witch clans!
"What!"
"Three thousand Divine Invokers, along with an eighth-order priest, were all wiped out!"
"What did they see!" A demigod looked at it in shock.
Even the demigods with black dragons are no exception.
He was not afraid of the Holy Invokers, but only because he had the power to kill them before they could cast their holy prayers.
But once the sacred prayer is cast, even the black dragon will change faith.
But now, the Divine Prayer is clearly in effect, and the three thousand Divine Invokers have died.
What they saw!
This is the doubt that all the demigods have in their minds.
For the scene between the bloodline and the soul, the three thousand witch clans had a slight perception, but they didn't care at all.
He even deliberately let his guard down and let these divine powers enter the soul.
The bloodline of the Wu clan comes from the Pangu God!
Even if they don't cultivate their souls, what if they don't cultivate their souls?
Have you ever heard that in heaven and earth, there are witches who have been controlled by soul charm?
The mages frowned.
Even if they are naturally opposed to these priests from the Lord of the Dawn.
The god of magic they believe in is not very good with the Lord of Dawn.
But I have to admit that the strength of these divine invokers is definitely not weak.
Even when the divine prayer was cast, it was difficult for them to resist.
Now, he died so silently?
The mind was turning, and the spell in the mouth still did not stop.
However, at this moment, a small seal the size of a fifty-square soybean, dripping and spinning, flew above their heads.
On the fierce battlefield, no one noticed.
Because, these small seals are too small.
Outside the battlefield, the elven queen on the top of the mountain suddenly changed her face.
With the experience of the Wu Clan, she pays special attention to all changes on the battlefield.
Although these small marks are very small, only the size of soybeans.
But her instinctive feeling was wrong.
hurriedly shouted, "Not good! Knock those things flying! ”
Although she instinctively felt that something was wrong, these small seals were too small, and there were no magic fluctuations, so they couldn't be magic props.
With such a small size, it is impossible to carry too much alchemy explosives.
So, she just reminded the magician to fly the little seals.
The magicians, raised their heads, and looked at the strange creations three hundred meters above their heads, the size of soybeans, spinning, quaint, without a trace of brilliance.
Puzzled frowned.
What is it?
There are no mana fluctuations, and it is not a magical creation.
Could it be a miniature explosive similar to an alchemy bomb, did they think that such a small thing could threaten the noble magicians!
As long as the spell is completed, these three thousand monsters will all die!
The Zhenshan seal depicts the three formations of magnification, shrinking, and gravity.
Now, it's time to let these guys know.
In the East, there are not only witches, but also magic weapons.
"Great! Big! Big! ”