I watched the white-clothed priest fly up like an eagle, and at an extremely fast speed, chasing after him.

Li Jun's heart sank, the Church of Brightness was really rich, all that flowed out was gold, a high-cost fashion uniform, which was made into a white-clothed robe by the church, and each white-clothed priest had three pieces, one was worn, the other was washed, and the last one was reserved......

This time the loss was too great, the number of human-faced spider swarms was directly reduced by one-third, dozens of yellow scale bees also died, and the spider king also suffered serious trauma, because of the advance of the advance, the demon core cracked a gap, and the realm fell back from the fourth level to the peak of the third level.

The strength of the magician, terrifying!

Laugh at~~

A golden ripple rippled, filled with the magic fluctuations of the white-clothed priest and magician-level magician, even if it was a casual attack, it was definitely no less than mid-level magic.

Boom!!!

Li Jun's mind moved, and he turned a large arc with the iron sword, slashing from the direction of the white-clothed priest at eight o'clock, and rubbing out of the void, with a piercing roar like waves.

In the sky, the white-clothed priest naturally couldn't deal with it as easily as he did on the ground, controlling his power to move and dodge.

The white-clothed priest sneered disdainfully, his lips opened, and he hummed a few times, letting out a burst of light-based magic spells.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light shone brightly, filling the four corners of heaven and earth.

Whew!

Two light wings as thin as cicada wings, growing from the back of the white-clothed priest, resembling eagle wings, the magic of light wrapped around the two transparent thin wings, and there was also a surging divine aura.

High-level magic of the light system - angel wings!

Phew!

With the addition of angel wings, the speed of the white-clothed priest immediately skyrocketed by more than ten times, like a golden beam, swooping straight down.

Boom! Boom!

Two fiery golden fireballs slammed down, smashing two deep pits in length and width in the wet grass.

A cluster of blood splattered out of Li Jun's back, and the severe pain was followed by numbness.

Li Jun gritted his teeth, driven by his mind, he turned into the bushes from a high altitude, moving between the big trees and small mountains, and there were constantly human-faced spiders along the way, spitting out sticky webs, trying to delay the speed of the white-clothed priest.

There is a time limit for any magic, and the time limit for auxiliary magic will be slightly longer, as long as Li Jun can survive this time, with the terrain, it is enough to get rid of the white-clothed priest.

Poof!poof~~

A huge lightsaber slash directly split the big tree surrounded by ten people, collapsed dozens of mountain peaks, turned into a burst of mudslide, and crushed more than ten human-faced spiders below, shattering their bones and leaving them lifeless.

Getting closer and closer, Li Jun glanced at the white-clothed priest with a panicked face, he freed one hand, his five fingers were slightly curled, and he grabbed it suddenly, and the blood in the white-clothed priest's body suddenly boiled again, as if it had been boiled by a fire, extremely uncomfortable and painful.

"Humble cultist, I will burn you alive and let the fire of purification wash away your own sins!" the white-clothed priest roared, and he reached out a slender finger and began to violently gather the light magic in his body.

Airplanes!

A trembling sounded, like a surging golden magic power, constantly converging towards the palm of the white-clothed priest, and gradually, a golden ball the size of an egg appeared on his palm.

The golden ball the size of an egg quickly grew in size as the magic of light continued to instill into a basketball, and then expanded from the size of a basketball to the size of a body.

"Light Advanced Magic - Holy Light Demon Extinguishing Bullet!"

Bang~~

A bang roared, and Li Jun's ears were temporarily deaf, and two thin streams of blood flowed.

The huge golden ball tore through the space, turning into nothingness, and black cracks in the space appeared, and the space became distorted as if it had been burned by a blazing fire.

"Huh!" Li Jun's eyes were shattered, and he poured all the sacrificial power in his body into the iron sword, and the surging red sacrificial power surged, like a heavy wave, slamming out.

Air Wave Slash!

In the air, Li Jun's waist turned, and the iron sword slashed out for the second time.

Arc Slash!

Ka———

The iron sword was broken, and it was pinched into countless pieces of iron by Li Junsheng.

At the center of the eyebrows, the majestic spiritual power comes out madly, covering every piece of iron, containing the mysteries of swordsmanship, and the red sacrificial culture is wrapped in a chain, and it is shot away from holes in all directions, just like a rain of swords...... Red demon sword rain.

Rumble!!!!!

Poof!

The red ripples were directly flattened, becoming waveless and traceless, and the arc slash that slammed out exploded like tofu, unable to stop the attack speed of the huge golden ball.

A large amount of blood spilled out of Li Jun's body, and he flew out diagonally like a cannonball, and it shot heavily on the ground, leaving eight deep pits.

The white-clothed priest wiped his neck with his index finger, and a faint trace of blood appeared on the artery of his neck, and another blood mark appeared on the back of his bare hand.

The two blood marks were extremely faint, and there was almost no blood visible, and only when they were squeezed by hand, a trace of blood would overflow.

"You humble cultist, you have hurt the messenger of the goddess, you are unforgivable! Absolutely unforgivable!" The white-clothed priest roared angrily as if he was stunned.

Li Jun's will had already begun to blur, the blood was smearing his eyes and nose, and the bloody phlegm in his throat made him unable to make any sound.

The last will, when he was dying, gave an order to the yellow-scaled bee swarm: go, go as far as you can.

Buzzing~~

The exhausted swarm of yellow-scaled bees once again dragged Li Jun to take off, ignoring the white-clothed priest who was roaring angrily behind him, and only followed the will of his master, flying aimlessly.

The white-clothed priest raised his magic staff, and a golden beam of light condensed, as if it was connected with the bright sun in the sky, running through the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, a slight sound sounded in his ears, and the white-clothed priest relied on his vast spiritual power to detect a sudden frequency of vibration in the calm void.

Whoosh!

Countless arrows were shot, and the white-clothed priest flew into the air with a calm face, and the two thin wings behind him trembled, like an eagle striking nine heavens, moving six feet in the void.

Rumble!

Somewhere in the bushes, a puff of smoke filled the air, and before the white-clothed priest could see the smoke clearly, a piercing sound of breaking wind came.

The white-clothed priest's face changed drastically!

Burst......

The arrow, which is more than a foot long, may no longer be called an arrow, and it is more accurate to call it a spear.

The white-clothed priest looked angrily at the bush, and one of his thin wings was shot through, turning into a golden point of magical light, dissipating into the air.

Wow!

A holy light and purifying power sprinkled down, causing the bush and jungle to burn violently, and more than a dozen miserable howls resounded through the silent forest, and there was a faint figure that did not look like a human being, falling to the ground and rolling in pain.

It was a large crossbow bolt, similar to a bed crossbow, but more complicated than the bed crossbow.

"There is no blessing of any magic inscription!" the white-clothed priest was completely shocked and couldn't help but gasp.

He knew very well the power of the arrow and spear just now, it would not be a problem to blow a swordsman to pieces, and if he hit the swordsman, he would immediately be seriously injured, not to mention the weak physique of the white-clothed priest?

An attack weapon without any magic inscription blessing and pure hand-forged technology, the power is so powerful that it is definitely not something that ordinary forgers can do.

If this can be done, there will definitely not be more than twenty people in the entire Canaan Continent!

The white-clothed priest spread his spiritual power to the maximum, and found that it was none other than those heretics who had been hiding in the misty forest for generations.

Ogres and dwarves!

There were many pagan races that were originally hidden in the misty forest, but after countless conquests by the Church of Light, the rest of the races in the misty forest have basically perished, or only a small number remain, and the remaining two powerful fighting races are ogres and dwarves.

"Compendium of Warcraft": Ogres are "third-level Warcraft", which are huge, ugly, and greedy creatures, mostly inhabiting the Alberon Mountains. With two huge fangs, yellow and white, dyed with blood, he loves to eat people, bloody and cruel, and he is a heretic that the people of the whole continent want to kill.

Dwarf: Short in stature, rugged in appearance, strong and brave, uninhibited, down-to-earth and diligent, loyal and stubborn, affectionate and righteous, known for his superb skills in mining ores, making jewelry, and utensils, and creating wealth through this skill, he is recognized as the best blacksmith in the world.

Dwarves can be companions, but most dwarves are very uninterested in humans, and like the elves, they are extremely disgusted with humans, and every time they are drunk, they threaten to kill the most prosperous capital of humans and occupy the richest land.

I don't know how the former sages who compiled the "Compendium of Warcraft" defined the word Warcraft, as if except for humans, the rest of the races have been summarized into the ranks of Warcraft.

However, according to the Compendium of Warcraft, both ogres and dwarves are strong fighting races.

In the past hundred years, the Church of Light has continuously conquered the heretics in the Misty Forest, but as a result, after a batch of killings, the rest of the races basically perished in the Misty Forest, but the ogres and dwarves persisted in surviving, which is enough to see their tenacious vitality and survival like grass.

Hundreds of ogres and dwarves, all of whom were powerful warriors and had terrifying murderous instruments, even the white-clad priests had to be treated with caution.

With a shake of the robe, more than a dozen seeds fell from the ring, and at the same moment, a holy light sprinkled, and the golden magic was intertwined and rippled, just like the wonderful rhyme of 'moisturizing things silently', sown around the white-clothed priest.

Under the nourishment of the light, the dozen or so pale cyan seeds quickly took root and sprouted, and in an instant, they turned into a hedge on all sides.

The ogre is sluggish in thinking, not very intelligent, and without the wisdom of the dwarves, he is a beast that only knows how to rush forward and fight.

The ogre at the head habitually looked down at a dwarf beside him, and after receiving the dwarf's signal, a low roar came out of its mouth.

Hundreds of ogres wielded huge maces, and their bodies more than two meters tall rushed like a mountain of flesh, rolling up puffs of smoke and dust, and rumbling constantly.

Poof!poof!poof!

Suddenly, two ripples trembled out of a hedge, and two cyan thorns pierced out like lightning, hitting the eyebrows of the four ogres, piercing their heads, and several explosions came out, making their brains full of disgusting.