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Igniting the flames of war on the enemy's territory is itself a kind of active advantage, plus the purpose is very pure destruction, it is naturally no taboo and comfortable to fight, while the other party is like a blacksmith who is forced to be in a hurry because of the leakage of the iron bucket.

However, Luo Ling knew that it was not enough now, and it was not enough for a full-scale war between Nisar and Rosar to break out.

The dark bat flapped its wings vigorously and carried its new master higher into the air.

The speed of the climb is not, but it still needs to face the howling wind that can be described as crazy, surrounded by endless fog and flying snow that blows like grains of sand on people, except for the street lamps in the city below, which seem to be signs on the airstrip to guide landing, and like jewels on a necklace, releasing light, making the city not just a behemoth covered in broken snow.

There are not many Nisar sky knights who have risen into the sky, and no one can see the scenery two hundred meters away in this kind of weather, the Nisar sky knights have to choose to fly at a low altitude of more than 100 meters to carry out the task of finding the traces of Luo Ling and his henchmen, this situation makes Luo Ling arrive at the destination without any interception and hindrance, the palace of Stanley,

Twenty years ago, the kings of this generation expanded the town in the center of the Zenara Basin in the east-central region of the kingdom into a new royal capital, named Zebnar (the blessed land), and moved the capital fifteen years ago, and never came back again.

Luo Ling didn't know what the secret was in this, but he knew that in the palace of Stanny, there was the church of the oldest evil god Tius.

In the world with beliefs and gods, the biggest perverse thing is to offend the majesty of the gods, the religious war is definitely above the kingdom war, Luo Ling is to slap Tius hard, destroy his faith foundation in the world, and then return to the kingdom of the Rosar people in a triumphant posture, since he confirmed that Ofhara and Dritter are in the same stream, and there is a fifth-order strength of the princess, he no longer insists on taking Offala's head, if prepared, it is very difficult for the fifth order to kill another fifth-order, What's more, the other party has two strong reinforcements,

At Luo Ling's behest, the dark bat turned over violently in the air, Luo Ling broke away from the situation, and fell towards the target on the ground like an aerial bomb^H, boom, the fountain pool in the center of the small square of the church was in a mess, and the upper body of the stone statue of Tius was shattered into countless pieces, and in the mist that exploded, Luo Ling's majestic body stood up, with blue eyes that emitted smoke and dust-like light and mist, and an extremely thick and extremely textured crystal armor, exuding blood-red light and flying around the blade with black lightning Double-bladed scythe howling soul, Lined with the whistling wind and snow and a blood moon, it seems that the god of war has descended into the world, and the power is incomparable.

Whew......

Howling is the characteristic of Rosar's half-breed, when it is cool, it is necessary to scream, when it is not cool, it is necessary to scream on the bed, and it is necessary to scream when it is on the battlefield, and now it is mad, of course, it is necessary to scream, but Luo Ling feels that the light can be called is not enough, and the simple green wolf Xiaoyue lacks a shocking effect, so while screaming, he stepped on it fiercely,

Destruction Step, this is a typical high-level warrior skill, just like playing in the water, there is a big gap between playing well and playing badly, Luo Ling is obviously playing well, with a divine soul, so that his control over this body, and the power that this body has reached an absolutely perfect standard, a foot down, as if detonating a detonator explosive, first the five-meter radius of the rock brick ground exploded and shattered, and then the earth wave fluctuations spread to the outer ring layer by layer like ripples in the water, dust, stone chips mixed with the snow on the ground sprayed into the sky, It didn't subside until most of the square was destroyed,

"Ah," he shouted, and it was an old Nisar priest who rushed forward, holding only a staff in his hand.

At this moment, there is no mercy,

The howling soul danced, making a soul-piercing sound, cutting the old priest and the staff in his hand in two, bringing up a purple-red blood flag, the light of the human soul was sucked away, and when the corpse fell to the ground, the bones had dried up like a thousand-year-old mummy,

Climb the stairs, smack, smack, smack, Luo Ling's every step is unusually heavy, not only the rock steps are broken and cracked, but also bursting up clouds of dust and broken snow, full of might,

Chok, chok, the temple warriors flew over, the biggest difference between the temple warriors of this brother and the two swords and ordinary soldiers is that they are covered with a layer of purple-black light, which is the power of the gods, lined with silver-blue armor, which is extraordinarily conspicuous,

Another difference from ordinary warriors is that piety is very important to the Divine Warriors, and at least half of their combat power is from the gods, so Luo Ling is not surprised that none of the Divine Warriors who rushed up are lower than the third order.

When, when,...... Six holy warriors revolved around Luo Ling's windmill, and continued to attack, in the void was their flying figures, Luo Ling found that these guys were all solidified with two magic effects, weak holy light and plague holy light, of course, this holy light is not the other holy light, any god will declare that only he is the true and holy master, and the others are false and evil, so the demon will not call himself a demon, and the magic will not be called a weak evil light,

Both of these spells are range effects, as if they have stepped on the aura of the Prison Seal, but for Luo Ling, who has a high-level dark energy shield, this kind of spell has no effect at all.

In addition, the holy warrior is a profession with divine arts, but spells such as blindness, deafness, panic, and despair are meaningless to Luo Ling, and the dark body is immune to this kind of magic, and Luo Ling, whose body is full of black light, is equivalent to the dark body, so that there are not many remaining techniques, evil swordsmanship, poison blows, and then use brute force and powerful brilliance to yourself...... Six holy warriors have not been idle,Jiupin Literature welcomes your visit,Any search engine search for "Jiupin Literature" can quickly enter this site,This site permanently provides free high-quality reading and txt format download services without pop-ups! The more you fight, the more brilliant it becomes, the effect of the powerful radiance technique + silver green armor is really good, and the high-level demonization weapons have indeed increased the power of their weapons a lot, and they are a lot more brilliant, and they are not so fragile, but unfortunately, these are just face things, the essence is that from beginning to end, the six holy warriors have not been able to stop Luo Ling's progress,

The paladins of Tius are still relatively durable, they can heal themselves, endure elemental damage, and can also use deep darkness, and their charismatic shield can make their defense ability comparable to that of the fifth order of energy defense for a period of time, but today, this is not a reason for them to live forever, because they have encountered real killers who have grown out of countless bloody battles,

When the effect of the Divine Grace shield disappeared, the holy warriors began to dance with death, Luo Ling's counterattacks and confrontations were very fierce and ferocious, in the past, he was trading his injuries for the opponent's life, in order to quickly end the battle, now, ordinary beings are no longer qualified to make the battle so fierce, armor and shields can help him with those attacks that seem to be powerful at the moment, and all he has to do is how to use this to inflict a fatal blow on the opponent,

Ding-bell, poof, ah,

Clank,, ah......

From time to time, there are holy warriors who are killed in fierce confrontations, and the blood flag that suddenly floats in the light cluster where the blade hits is the prayer of death, and there are corpses, blood and blades that still flash with magic light and cold light along the steps, and the wind and snow can only blow the blood of the deceased, and the holy warriors regard death as home, and Luo Ling can't explain to them clearly, they don't have the fact that there is no kingdom of God to go after death, fighting, dying, defending and destroying, this is the theme here,

More holy warriors rushed over from all directions, generously dying, as Luo Ling continued to ascend and approach the temple in the center of the church, the madness of the holy warriors also increased, they no longer considered whether the spell was effective, no longer considered technology, they only thought about how to use flesh and blood to stop Luo Ling's advance, the death strike appeared, the burning life appeared, and what, close condensation of special skills, they did not treat Luo Ling as a fool, but only for half of the companions, who could cause a deadly enough impact on Luo Ling，

"This is the power of faith, one after the other, forgetting death, a group, a kingdom, a kingdom of God, a legend, if there is no such glorious scene, it is bleak and imperfect, it is not cohesive, heroic, tragic, sacrificed, singing and crying, a power is cast in such a history, inherited, and gradually supports the backbone of a race, this is greatness, this is legend,"

Hey, the bravery of the holy warriors of Tius fully awakened Luo Ling's fighting spirit, black light erupted from Luo Ling's body, like a fluttering flag, howling high, saluting 'heroic' in the most courageous way of fighting, the battle entered a super white heat, a bright light representing the disappearance of life lit up on the stone steps, in front of the main hall, in the main hall, one after another blood flags danced in the void, constantly dying, constantly surging, the smooth and translucent floor was robbed of brilliance by blood stains and corpses, coarse, There are exquisitely carved temple pillars that are corroded by dark energy, and deep scars are cut by the sword that collapses, all the way to blood, all the way to the corpse, when Luo Ling stands in the center of the temple, when the last holy warrior is beheaded under the sickle, Luo Ling's whole person has been stained red with blood, there are his own, more are enemies,

The church bells echoed in the wind and snow, and it was calling the believers of God to defend the temple at the last moment.

In front of the tall and majestic statue of Thius, the last line of defense is made up of priests and devout followers who keep coming, a real line of flesh and blood,

Prayer, the Holy Light, and the power of faith became the magic force that guided the supreme power at this moment, and the bishop-level priest became the inheritor of the gathered energy, becoming a dazzling light bomb, shouting the slogan of dedication, rushing towards Luo Ling,

"Extinguish the Holy Light, no longer eternal," holding his howling soul high, Luo Ling howled out his declaration of will,

Boom, boom, boom, a cluster of blazing and dazzling explosions, a tumbling and rolling cloud of light, the storm formed by energy fluctuations is raging everywhere, the temple is crumbling in the constant shocks, stone chips and dust are falling, it seems that it will collapse at any time, as Luo Ling continues to advance, the center of the explosion continues to move forward, and the believers who were originally shaken by energy fluctuations and cannot stand even if they hold hands began to appear more and more casualties, many people were shocked and flew out, spurting blood from their mouths, but they still persisted in praying loudly, Make one human bomb after another to block Luo Ling's footsteps, if the bomb is gone, it is a person, the first order, the second order, and the fifth order, just like riding a bicycle to hit the train, the same as sending it to death, but these people just want to suck this wheel, hoping that a miracle can happen and make the train derailed,

In the face of pressure, the train said that he was very calm, he was able to crush all the way, there was no mercy in killing, and the war of faith was only if you died my king without any compromise, kill, there were a thousand to kill a thousand, there were ten thousand to kill ten thousand, and to kill them all,

Click, the howl screamed through the idol, and took all the light from the idol,

Bang, the handle of the scythe cone slammed into the floor of the temple, and the crack spread from the point of impact, and at the same time, the sound seemed to be a signal, and the flames in all the sacred fire braunds in the temple turned into light and were withdrawn, and gathered in the howling soul from all directions.

Snort, behind Luo Ling, the smooth and hard statue of the god turned into slag, crispy and fell, and everything inside the temple lost its original color, as if it was a deserted temple and ancient temple that had been in disrepair for many years.

Yes...... Osilia, who rushed with all her strength after hearing the church bells, let out a scream, and fell from the roof in the rush, with thick black smoke on his body, and he didn't know that he thought that a robot had run out of breath and burned his fuse.

"Osilia,"