The Ming Battle Guard Array is indeed very powerful, and this kind of attack that can be doubled in amplitude is afraid that only an ancient temple similar to the Church of Light can take it......

However, although the attack was amplitified, the gap that was widened by the realm was far from being able to close the ......

Sen Han's sword gang was like the heat of a furnace, and in an instant, it melted the seemingly surging holy light sword light cleanly......

After the viscous Saint Dou Qi on the leader's body was broken, the "Lock Dragon" scabbard was still castrated, and it smashed heavily on his chest......

"Poof. ”

Twelve streaks of blood flew in the void, and the twelve knights in the armor of light didn't have time to throw a recovery spell at themselves, and the darkness that invaded their brains made them fall into a coma in a moment, and they fell asleep in the courtyard......

Shaking the "lock dragon" casually, the cold sword gang stretched out a few times, and gradually disappeared, looking at the iron-faced St. Peter, Liu Feng chuckled: "It's time for you to make a move." ”

"Hmph, it's really worthy of the Holy Order..."St. Peter sneered sarcastically.

Liu Feng smiled indifferently, and didn't care, the tip of the sword pointed at St. Peter, and said with a smile: "You better summon the thing hidden in your body, otherwise... With your own strength alone, I can let you meet your so-called God of Light with a single sword......"

Hearing this, St. Peter's face changed, his eyes were fixed on Liu Feng, and in his pupils, the killing intent that did not belong to the priesthood flickered, and he said in a cold voice: "Do you know what is in my body? Who told you?"

Liu Feng glanced at him. Said lightly: "Summon, let me also open my eyes, Holy See, what kind of fame has come out, it is so weird......"

Saint Peter's eyes narrowed slightly, swept the spatial enchantment that was spread on the void, and suddenly sneered: "It's okay, let this spatial enchantment become the tombstone of your death." ”

The corners of Liu Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he tightened his right hand that held the scabbard of the "Lock Dragon". In the dantian, seven small silver-white particles released strands of liquid aura, flowing happily in the meridians, bringing a surging sense of power......

St. Peter drew the crosssword at his waist, knelt on one knee with a solemn face, lowered his head and muttered, and chanted deeply. The constant reverberation in this blocked space actually gives people a sense of desolation at sunset......

Looking at the St. Peter who lowered his head and muttered, Liu Feng frowned slightly, his body shook slightly, and the sword shirt formed by the aura resurfaced on the surface of his body, Liu Feng still maintained enough vigilance for some unknown things, especially the things made by some religious madmen. It's often a bit crazy and perverted......

Above the void, Black Bai Ke stared at St. Peter, whose body was getting weaker and weaker because of the chanting. The thick black eyebrows seemed to be locked together, and the powerful energy was quietly brewing on a pair of iron fists, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy......

The sound of chanting suddenly stopped, in the space. There was only the echo of the previous chant, but there was no more attack......

The chanting was cut off so abruptly. There is no foreplay at all, just like when a man is doing that with a woman, he is about to reach an orgasm, and suddenly someone forcibly interrupts him, and that feeling is enough to make a person who is a little less able to bear it mad......

But fortunately, Liu Feng and Hei Baike were not ordinary people, and their eyebrows were only slightly raised, and they once again set their eyes on St. Peter, who seemed to have no movement at all......

The milky white holy light suddenly appeared in the sealed space, and the light became thicker and thicker as time jumped, and the place where the milky white light emanated was St. Peter, who knelt on one knee......

"What a strong holy light ......" Sensing the increasing intensity of the holy light, Liu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers curled slightly......

St. Peter, who was half-kneeling on the ground, gradually stood up above the shroud of the holy light, and slowly raised his head......

The face was still the same as that of St. Peter, but the eyes turned from blue to silvery, and the silver did not carry the slightest emotion, like a fleshless machine......

"You... Is that the human being that the subject wants to kill?" the empty words came out of St. Peter's mouth, cold and dry.

"Holy Rank Human Level...", the divine thoughts all over the void, reading the Holy Light Energy Intensity around "Saint Peter", Liu Feng said softly: "What a strange thing, it has just been summoned, and it is already in the position of the Holy Rank, and... This energy is still rising. ”

Raised his eyes, it was pitch black

Looking at the pair of empty silver without a trace of emotion, he said suspiciously: "What is it?"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Feng shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, this guy in front of him was obviously an opponent with him, how could he answer his own question......

However, to Liu Feng's surprise, "St. Peter" frowned, a puzzle flashed in his silver-white eyes, and after a while, he replied formulaically and mechanically: "I am the third angel Legion Seat angel under the Seat of the God of Light, Tekfa ......."

"God of Light, Third Angel Legion?" Liu Feng was taken aback, and then he was ecstatic: "Is there really any gods left in this world?"

If you want to obtain the "Guidance of Space", you must find the space god Lassadis, and to find Lassadis, you must first know the whereabouts of the gods......

"St. Peter" nodded lightly, his silver eyes lit up, he suddenly raised his head, and said indifferently: "The main body is already urging me to do it, human beings, let me purify you, those who are purified by the holy light can return to the embrace of the God of Light." ”

Looking at "St. Peter", whose language was a little confused, Liu Feng frowned fiercely, this ghost, how can he not speak in the same tone before and after, it's like... It's like something is missing.

"Angel?" "Angel?" Hei Baike's figure moved, appeared beside Liu Feng, and said with a solemn face: "It has been recorded in the ancient books of the Dragon Clan, in the era of the gods, the forces under the God of Light are some human powerhouses who call themselves angels......"

"That's... You mean to say, this guy didn't lie, did he really survive the age of the gods?" Liu Feng said softly.

"Well, I think, this is mostly true..."Hei Baike nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I just don't know, how did this guy survive until now, and why, in the long period of tens of thousands of years, no one on the mainland has ever heard of the news about the god-level powerhouse, these mysteries must have something to do with the disappeared gods......"

"Hehe, it's good to have news from the gods, so that you don't have to mess around with dead rats. Liu Feng smiled, flicked ......the tip of his sword, and said with a smile: "Now, let me clean up this guy first, angel?

"What is the earth?" Black Berke blinked in confusion, his toes treading on the floor, and he floated into the void again, his mind locking on "St. Peter......

"Holy Ladder Level, I'm afraid this is already your limit. Looking at St. Peter, who seemed to have reached the peak, Liu Feng chuckled.

"Human beings, if it weren't for the limitations of the subject's fragile body, you would be nothing more than an ant-like existence in my eyes. Perhaps because of the illumination of the holy light, "St. Peter" spoke more and more fluently, and his silver eyes began to flicker with a little bit......

"At least for now, I can abuse you at will. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Liu Feng's mouth, his toes tapped on the ground, and the figure instantly appeared behind St. Peter, and a lightning-like flying kick hit him directly between his waist and abdomen......

"Bang. A muffled sound sounded, and the figure flew out upside down.

St. Peter jumped out of a pile of rubble, his silver-white eyes, cold light flashed, the tip of the cross sword, and milky white fighting qi gushed out, directly melting the hard floor into a deep pit.

"The strength of the Holy Rank Heaven Rank is nothing more than that, the human beings in this era are not only much weaker, but even the realm has also declined?" Saint Peter said indifferently: "Then I'll let you see what kind of strength the Saint Rank powerhouse in the Ancient Gods Era should be......"

The body suddenly trembled violently, and a thick milky white light burst out from St. Peter's body, and a pair of wide light wings slammed out from St. Peter's back, bringing turbulent energy fluctuations......

"This guy is really an angel under the throne of the God of Light in ancient times, and he even showed the light wings given by the God of Light......" Looking at the huge light wings that were several meters long, Hei Baike frowned and muttered.

Feeling the powerful power of holiness, Liu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, "The powerhouses of the ancient period are really much stronger than they are now, just by virtue of the strength of the Holy Rank and the earth-level, they can exert energy close to the heaven-level, and in the Ancient Gods Era, it is indeed worthy of being the peak representative of this magical civilization......"

Although "St. Peter" is strong, Liu Feng, who has always challenged beyond the level, how can he take this temporary level below him to heart...

No matter how powerful an angel is, it's just a birdman......