Chapter 132: The Worshippers

At this time, the other battlefields were gradually divided, and the Terran side defeated the three Beast Elders.

On one side was Shen Hao and them, and Ziyue and Senna were also standing below the Nine Turns Heavenly Source Fruit unsurprisingly.

Long Yi of the demon clan seized one place alone and killed the elder of the celebrity clan, his strength was terrifying.

Long Ao teamed up with others to occupy a place and hide a fruit.

Shen Hao looked at Raphael, his expression sank, he didn't expect the other party to kill all the three Tianjiao who challenged him.

The scuffle below was also coming to an end, and in the end, it turned out to be Zhan Wulong's original follower Zhan Shengtian and the other two joined forces to pick the fruit.

"Now that the winner has been decided, let the fruit be plucked by itself." Raphael's tone was cold, although he looked a little embarrassed, but the three corpses under his feet also proved the strength of this person.

"Wait."

Everyone's hearts moved, and they heard the prestige.

Raphael smiled indifferently, glanced at Shen Hao, and said, "Do you have any objections?" ”

Shen Hao snorted coldly, jumped slightly, and came to the branch above, and said, "You plotted against me before, and now I want to ask you for some interest." ”

Raphael scoffed disdainfully: "Just you? ”

"I, alone, am enough to kill you." Shen Hao said strongly.

"Although I haven't broken through to the transcendent yet, do you really think that shaking the light of the great perfection is a paper paste?"

Raphael laughed and spread a pair of white wings behind his back, each flap bringing a gust of wind.

At this time, everyone looked like they were watching a good show, only Su Qingxue looked nervous, and at the same time hurried to recover her spiritual power in case of accidents.

Suddenly, Master Rabbit whispered and said, "Most of the attack methods of the Western God Worshippers are borrowing, don't give them time to prepare, otherwise you will be passive." ”

Although Shen Hao didn't understand what the God Admirer meant, he still nodded quietly.

"Water clouds and remnant sun!"

A touch of red sword qi slashed out, like the sunset on the lower mountain, illuminating the sky.

"Hmph, carving insect skills."

Although Raphael was disdainful in his words, his expression was very solemn, he took out a red scepter, waved it forward, and said something in his mouth.

"Angel Staff, please give me the power of fire!"

As his words fell, the spiritual energy within a radius of dozens of miles gathered one after another, condensing into a flame long sword.

"Bang!"

The sword qi and the flame giant sword collided violently, and the powerful force seemed to tremble even the laurel tree that was hundreds of meters away.

Shen Hao stepped forward, and his spiritual power moved to his right leg, like a long whip, kicking towards Raphael's waist.

Raphael's right leg emitted a white and divine glimmer, blocking the incoming whip leg.

Suddenly, the wings behind Raphael's back turned into steel blades and stabbed into Shen Hao's chest, the speed was extremely fast, and the wings rubbed against the air, and small flames appeared.

Shen Hao raised his sword to resist, and the two of them fought faster and faster.

The weaker cultivators couldn't see their battle at all, and could only hear the constant sound of "clanging" and muffled snorts.

Shen Hao showed terrifying combat power at this moment, relying on the cultivation of the middle stage of the Imperial Heaven Realm, he was able to fight on a par with the martial artists who shook the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm.

"What kind of monster is this kid, not only is his swordsmanship strong, but even his body is so perverted."

Raphael's brows furrowed, he wanted to seal it, but he was interrupted all the time, and now he was barely supported by his strong cultivation.

Shen Hao found the right time, and his spiritual power converged towards the palm of his left hand, condensing a white ball the size of a peach.

"Spirit Thunder!"

Shen Hao slapped his left palm and struck Raphael on the chest, but he was also stabbed in the arm by the sharp white wings.

"Bang!"

The spiritual thunder exploded, and black smoke came out of Raphael's chest, and he flew upside down for nearly a hundred meters before he stabilized his figure.

"Poof!"

Raphael spurted out a mouthful of blood, his chest was extremely painful, and when he looked down, the flesh on his chest had been blown up, revealing his white sternum.

There were at least dozens of blood marks on Shen Hao's left arm, and drops of blood slipped down his arm, unable to lift a trace of strength.

Now except for Shen Hao, all the other battlefields have been decided, and there are still three days before the jade talisman will be activated passively, which means that the trip to the Guanghan Palace is about to end.

A breeze blew, and suddenly, Raphael's fingers moved slightly.

Shen Hao raised his hand and slashed out with a sword.

"Water Cloud Flowing Song!"

Raphael scolded angrily, struggling to avoid the furious sword aura, and then raised the scepter high, and the words were in his mouth.

Shen Hao's face sank, and he raised his foot and was about to rush towards Raphael, but at this moment, the mysterious rune on his left arm flickered, and a message appeared in his mind.

"Underneath the laurel..."

But it was in this moment that Raphael completed some kind of ritual, and a powerful force poured out of his body, finally converging on the scepter.

A huge golden holy sword was formed, and the dazzling light dispelled all the darkness, giving people a sense of holiness and purity.

Raphael's expression was hideous, and he looked at Shen Hao coldly and shouted: "Meet the judgment of light, the judgment of the holy light, kill the evil spirit!" ”

Shen Hao looked at the huge lightsaber that came at him, his expression was serious, and he displayed a sword heart with a clear sword intention.

As he raised his hand, the Frost Sword flew into the air on its own.

In an instant, within a radius of ten miles, all the iron swords converged towards the top of Shen Hao's head, forming a giant sword of hundreds of meters with the Flying Frost Sword.

"Boom!"

The two giant swords collided violently, and at this moment, it was like the end of the world, and an extreme light flashed in the sky, making everyone have to close their eyes.

In the next second, a deafening explosion sounded.

All of them squinted at the center of the explosion.

Su Qingxue's face was worried, and her hands clenched unconsciously.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Shen Hao's figure was revealed first, and at this time, his clothes had burned to ashes, his slender body, and perfect muscle lines, Su Qingxue secretly blushed.

But Shen Hao didn't notice this, but looked down with a sad expression.

Following his gaze, he saw that the Flying Frost Sword he was holding in his right hand was already full of cracks at this time, as if it would disintegrate and shatter in the next moment.

Shen Hao stroked the sword body and muttered: "Blame me for forgetting you while only caring about improving my strength during this time, rest in peace, I will definitely fix you." ”

An inaudible sword groan came from the Flying Frost Sword, and then the sword body gradually dimmed, as if it were mortal iron.

Shen Hao carefully put the Flying Frost Sword into the storage ring, slowly turned his head, and looked at Raphael with a hideous face.

At this time, Raphael was almost the same as Shen Hao, and he was also scarred and bloody, but the scepter in his hand was still shining.

"Okay, good, if you can fight with me to this point, Elder Ben has recognized you!"

Raphael tossed his scepter upward, transforming it into a pure gold longbow in the air, flanked by four snow-white wings.