The terrifying Divine Flame Fireball roared out, like countless meteors flying to the earth, and the power of each Divine Flame Fireball was enough to compare to the full force of a Saint Master's lower rank. But when the blinding fireballs were about to touch Korumba's body, all the fireballs disappeared at once.

The scabbard in Korumba's hand disappeared, and a blood-colored sword light continuously released a cold aura in his right hand. On his left hand, a light round shield with countless hollow patterns and extraordinary ornate patterns protected his body. The seemingly slender round shield like a cicada's wings was purple throughout, and the hollow patterns were intertwined on the shield into two naked women with wings on their backs.

The two women were like the two on the hilt of the Sword of Blood, they hugged each other tightly, their evil eyes glowing with a faint glow of blood. It was this faint layer of blood light that surrounded Korumba's body, causing all the Divine Flame fireballs to disappear without a trace.

Turning to look at the stunned Duwen, Curomba poked out his tongue, which was redder than blood, and gently licked the corner of his mouth.

"The sword of blood sin, with the power of original sin that pierces through a qiē defense. Unless it is absolutely pure and sinless, it can resist its defenses. And this shield of blood, oh sorry, this shield shouldn't be on my body either. But why did it happen? What happened, and why did the natal shield that belonged to that immortal king appear on me?"

Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, Korumba stuck out his tongue and grimaced: "Well, like the Sword of Blood, only something that is completely pure and without the slightest sin can pierce the shield of Bloodsin." This is a paradox, it stands to reason that the Sword of Blood Sin should be able to penetrate this shield, but it must not be able to penetrate this shield!"

Slowly raising his sword, Korumba greedily glanced at Du Wen's slender neck.

"Guess what, then, if I slash the shield of Bloodsin with the Sword of Blood, will I be able to pierce it or not......? But obviously, I don't care about that. Now there are more important things to focus on!"

"Your blood, dear little one! I can feel the delicious blood cheering in your veins, and they can't wait to be a part of me. A powerful 'disciple', your blood is very useful to me, and it should be able to repair my heart a little! It's a small one, but it's better than nothing!"

Du Wen breathed deeply, being called a little guy by an old monster who didn't know how many years old, Du Wen didn't think it was ridiculous, but felt a burst of heart palpitations. The sword of blood sin that could pierce through a qiē had already made him shiver, and this so-called shield of blood sin that could only be pierced unless it was an absolutely holy item made him feel a strong sense of powerlessness.

One sword, one shield, one attack, one defense, this is a powerful magic tool inherited from the primeval times, Du Wen doesn't know if it should be called an artifact, but since the emperors of those blood sin clans can hold these magic weapons to fight with the gods, then what is the difference between them and an artifact?

Slowly raising the scepter, Du Wen glanced around, and he said in a low voice: "The glory of the gods is shrouded in me, and evil cannot harm ......"

Before the words fell, Columba's body suddenly flickered. The Sword of Blood Sin gently passed through Du Wen's talisman and gently circled his face, shaving the beard on his face and jaw clean, revealing a piece of white flesh and skin.

Columba, who seemed to be standing still and had not moved, but in fact, he had already connected dozens of swords in an instant, licked his lips gently.

"The hair on your face is unlovable, and as a container for a jar of delicious blood, you should tidy up your appearance. As a gentleman, I've always been a little more particular about my meals. The so-called gourmet beauty, your blood is so fragrant, then you should make yourself clean and beautiful!"

Colomba babbled on to evaluate Du Wen's appearance from the perspective of a blood criminal, and cold sweat continued to break out on Du Wen's forehead. In front of the terrifying piercing power of the Sword of Blood, his talisman aura was basically useless. He couldn't even see Corumba's speed, his speed was so terrifying, Du Wen had never seen such a fast movement in his life.

Taking a deep breath, the corner of Du Wen's eyes began to wander around, and he wanted to escape. A donkey is already so weird that a violent beating just now almost killed Du Wen. Now that there is another primeval evil being, Du Wen feels that he is not stupid enough to fight to the death with such an ancient evil spirit.

As for Lin Qi's huge interests, Du Wen felt that as long as he was alive, there was still a way to think about it.

The biggest question now is how to leave safely!

The damned donkey, he spat out two coffins, the Apocalypse Grey Knight jumped out of one coffin, and a Curomba with a sword and shield appeared in one coffin, if he spit out another coffin next time...... If he spit out another coffin, what strange things would come out of it? Could it be that a god could jump out of it?

Du Wen's left hand moved, and a great teleportation talisman of divine grace was already in his hand. He smiled and nodded to Korumba: "Then, noble Prince Korumba, I remember you! I will prophesy your future, and you will be reduced to ashes in the wrath of the gods, you ...... There is no escape!"

With a strong pinch of his left hand, he crushed the Great Teleportation Talisman of Divine Grace, and a cloud of strong light shrouded Du Wen's body, and he was about to break through the air and escape.

Columba smiled, he licked his nose with the tip of his tongue, and said in a low voice: "Back to the question just now, what will happen if you use a sword that pierces a qiē blood sin to slash the shield that defends a qiē? The answer is so interesting!"

A light sword stabbed into the shield of blood, and a terrifying blood light roared out from the place where the two came into contact. The divine light transformed by the divine grace teleportation talisman beside Du Wen shattered, and Du Wen, who had just escaped into the void, shook his body, and the wolf fell from the air a few meters away. Not only was the divine light transformed by the Great Teleportation Talisman shattered, but Du Wen's talisman divine light also collapsed, and the gorgeous Templar robe on his body was also shattered with a terrible tearing sound.

"When they touch each other, they release a lovely 'light of blood sin'. Curomba smiled and looked at Du Wen, who was almost naked: "As the name suggests, like the sword of blood sin and the shield of blood sin, the light of blood sin can only be exempted from the pure and devoid of any sin. If you are not that pure being, then as now, you cannot escape its harm!"

Du Wen raised the scepter in his right hand and chanted the name of the god of the morning light.

Circles of white light were entangled and rushed straight into the sky, and Du Wen was going to fight hard. Although Corumba's strength has been weakened to the extreme, with the strength of the lower rank of the saint, Du Wen can theoretically crush the lower rank of a saint to pieces with one finger. But in the face of Columba, who was armed with a bloody sword and shield, Du Wen had no other way but to fight hard.

The corners of Corumba's mouth curled up into a wicked grin.

"Do you want to pray to the gods you believe in? Soak up their power to the fullest! The more you fill the power, the more your blood will taste. It's a pity that your container is too unbeautiful, if it is a pure teenage girl with such great power as you, what a wonderful meal!"

A soft and graceful divine voice came from high in the sky, and a pair of translucent white wings gradually took shape above Du Wen's head.

Wings of Dawn, the secret magic of the Temple of Dawn, can only be activated with the help of special holy weapons and spells. The body of the god of dawn, who never knew where to hide, directly borrowed divine power and condensed into the wings of morning light, which contained infinite divine power, and the wearer would have almost divine power in a very short time.

Of course, as the price of unleashing such a powerful divine technique, the caster's soul origin will be drained by half. Without destructing memories and others, half of the soul origin power was drained, and for a person who had worked hard to cultivate to the realm of Du Wen, taking away half of the soul origin might mean that the probability of him breaking through to the enlightener was almost zero.

The breakthrough of every realm is the dual evolution of the soul and the **. The soul that had grown into a towering tree was suddenly cut off, and without increasing its lifespan, it basically eliminated the possibility of subsequent advancement.

Du Wen was also forced to be in a hurry, so he would use a magic technique with great side effects like the Morning Light Wing. This is a really desperate means, not to be cornered, he will never do this. Donkey, Grey Knight and Corumba, the psychological pressure caused by their combination will really drive Duvin crazy.

Lin Qi looked at Du Wen coldly, this guy who came to the door inexplicably.

It was also today that Lin Qi knew what was stored in the three large coffins in the Black Tiger Family's treasure house. When he saw two of the coffins, two primeval evil beings popped out of them, and the third one was definitely not something that was beneficial to physical and mental health.

The heritage of the Black Tiger family is really ...... Even Lin Qi's heart couldn't help but beat when he thought of the origin of the Gray Knight and the Blood Sin Clan, this was really amazing, I really didn't know from which ruin those ancestors of the Black Tiger Family dug up these primeval evils.

What's even more interesting is that the Black Tiger family dug up these things, and they can actually let them obediently guard the treasure house for themselves!

Crooked his mouth, Lin Qi couldn't help but wonder what kind of perverts those ancestors of the Black Tiger Family were. I really don't know how they dealt with that gray knight and this Currumba.

After sneering a few times, Lin Qi looked at the pair of morning light wings that were about to take shape, and secretly took out a one-foot-long black dagger from the World Ring. The handle is a dagger with skeletal claws, exuding a cold aura, and a dozen dark green eyes loom on the twisted blade.

This is a magic weapon from the abyssal world, a 'Blade of Defiled Souls' forged exclusively for the clergy of the Church.

Raising the dagger, Lin Qi aimed at the back of Du Wen's heart and gently threw the dagger.