Chapter One Thousand and Seventy-Seven Crusade In the Name of Justice
The group guards watched as the two guys swaggered closer.
The green clouds on the body, the symphony of red and fire, the light and the fire are uncertain, the red fire and green clouds, the rotation is infinite, and the mystery is incomparable. Give one
It's an unpredictable feeling.
The eyes of the twenty or so guards stopped as soon as the red and green clouds turned, and they felt dizzy.
Immediately, more than 20 people, their hearts were chilling at the same time, and this alone made the people who came far beyond what they could do.
The pale gold flames surrounding the other body were like fierce ghosts, with teeth and claws, and they didn't look like humans.
It's like a strange plane, like a demon and a monster growing in the earth.
Although the tone is fierce and tough, it has actually been cowardly by three points.
"I'm your father!"
The old money was clear and loud, and every guardian heard it clearly, and everyone was furious in their hearts, which clearly showed that they had come to find fault.
"Presumptuous!"
Relying on the large number of people, one of the guards was bold, and the shouting and reprimand had just come out.
I saw that the figure shrouded in red fire and green clouds closed its palms, and the two rays of light, one red and one green, were crossed and cut like a dragon.
The green light is like a dripping river, with a piercing coldness, and the red light is like a mountain of flames descending into the world, as if burning all things.
Several guards were so frightened that they hurriedly raised their hands, and several shields in their hands emitted pieces of golden light and shadow at the same time, overlapping and overlapping, obviously there were only a few guards, but they formed a sea of shields.
If you are an ordinary person, it will take some time and effort to face this shield forest like a wall.
There is this time. The masters inside also found time to come out to help.
However, the green clouds are rolling, the flames are in the sky, between a cold and a hot, it seems that there are infinite changes, as if there is this invincible sharp liliang.
The two were just a cut, and several shield magic weapons, and the shield walls that were conjured up, were cracked like paper paste.
Several guards stood in front of the castle gates, and for a moment, they couldn't find a place to retreat.
On top of the guards' armor, a layer of hard light like a carapace immediately appeared.
This layer of carapace-like hard light is extremely slippery, and even the guards' own weapons will be slid away when they see this layer of oily carapace, and they can't cut into this layer of incomparably slippery carapace.
However, as soon as the rolling green clouds and the heavenly flames came into contact with this carapace, it was like cutting tofu, cutting through the layers of this carapace.
Then, the guards only felt a shock in their minds, a moment of confusion, and in a moment, their vision had already flown into the sky at an impossible angle.
In a daze, I didn't even know that I had been cut in half.
Confused and frightened, the net appeared on their faces, and the four guards had already been twisted into eight sections!
In the midst of the rain of blood.
The light gold sè flame rushed into the flying shield wall strangely, and the two golden sè arms turned into two pale gold sè brilliance, flying up and down, and the speed was almost imperceptible.
However, this layer of extremely slippery light on the guards obviously affected the soft-shelled turtle, and seeing that Lao Qian had turned the three into six sections, the soft-shelled turtle dug out the hearts of the three people.
Stone, Zhu Yi, and they finally swarmed up.
In the flash of the extremely bright light, the figure flew over.
Figures rolled in all directions and flew out!
When it fell, it was already an immobile corpse.
"Enemy attack..."
The group of monks poured out.
"Boom
The gate of the castle rumbled into walnut-sized shards and collapsed to the ground.
Of the more than 20 monks who were originally guards, only one monk was still alive, but his right hand had been broken off shoulder to shoulder!
Massacre is always the most deterrent!
This sentence is somewhat sad to say.
However, no matter what plane it is, it is the best to use.
The swarming monks did not immediately scream, as if to avenge their companions.
The pungent smell of blood told them that these people in front of them were definitely not easy to mess with.
A rectangular monk. A righteous face.
His eyes flickered a few times, and he immediately stepped forward and nodded towards Lao Qian: "A few heroes are coming, I don't know what advice you have?"
"Haha, Lao Tzu slaughtered a few of you. It's time to become a hero. ”
Lao Qian haha smiled, and regardless of the other party, his face full of righteousness suddenly became ugly.
However, Lao Qian immediately turned his face into the face.
"I heard that there are people in this place who are in rebellion! I will wait for the heavenly carrier, and I have come to crusade against the people of Jiān and save the country!"
The righteousness in the tone is awe-inspiring, like a towering mountain!
"Poof! poof!"
The soft-shelled turtle and Zhu Yi have already laughed!
"It's still carried by heaven, why don't you make an emperor's edict. ”
Seeing that Lao Qian said the lines that only exist on the stage. Why don't you call soft-shelled turtles and Zhu Yi, two fellow villagers who are also from the earth?
Dozens of monks were stunned, shocked and angry!
However, the opponent said such high-sounding words, which made the dozens of people who poured out confused.
A faint abandonment, with a sense of majesty, came from the castle.
"What a big tone, let them in. ”
Dozens of monks screamed, and made a way out.
Hey, it's just a god-level monk, and his skills are about the same as that of the Eagle Spirit Officer.
Once you judge that the opponent's strength is not as good as your own,
Old money
Sincerity. Yun Su walked inside in fear, and learned his steps, calm as a mountain. It seems that there is a little bit of a king's spirit.
The soft-shelled turtle Zhu Yi and several people are also majestic, high-spirited, and do not give in to keep up.
In the square where the troops were mobilized yesterday, two groups of men and horses were facing each other.
Fang was Audrey and her guards, as well as a group of die-hard St. Simai knights.
In the crowd that confronted them, it was Audrey's cousin Cames, a golden-eyed centaur Poros, standing proudly behind his master.
Even the handsome and dashing Gong Ming stood in the middle of this group of people, with a slight smile on his face, looking at Audrey's eyes, full of **naked**.
However, Gonmin is not the center of this group, and the blue-haired Cames is not the center of this group.
At the center of the group was a short monk dressed in brocade, who looked short, but with a broad waist and broad shoulders, and looked quite majestic horizontally.
The faint and majestic voice just now was made by this short, brocade-robed monk.
And both Cames and Gonmin stood behind this man, and they were respectful to this person.
A palace coup d'état that has been planned for a long time?!
Lao Qian immediately judged the essence of the drama in front of him.
"Boy, who do you say are the people of Jiān, do you know who we are?"
The short, brocade-robed monk shook his head, and there was a majestic majesty, as if Mount Tai was on top of it.
"You are guilty of rebellion, not the people of Jiān, what are you?"
Old Qian smiled disdainfully, and a momentum poured out of his body, just a shock!
"Peng!"
There was a thunderous sound in the air.
The momentum of Mount Tai suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The short, stout brocade-clothed monk had all the contempt on his face, and a solemnity suddenly condensed in a pair of mung bean-like eyes.
"It's you a river"
Audrey hurriedly covered her open mouth with her hand.
Because, this momentum felt familiar to her.
It was the same flame man who had broken into her bathroom through the crack in the space that day.
"My lord, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him!"
Gong Ming hurriedly spoke to the stout monk.
Because, as soon as Lao Qian's loud question came out, many monks on his side had hesitant and dazed expressions in their eyes.
After all, Audrey is the rightful heir to the Château de St. Smai.
"Nope. It's best to make it clear!"
The stout monk stretched out his hand, and he looked like he was also an old and spicy fellow.
"On behalf of the Lord God, I declare the three deadly sins of Duke Audrey.
, Duke Audrey pursued centralized power in St. Smieye's castle and was not bound by the rules of etiquette, which led to the emergence of the Knights of St. Smeais.
Second, Duke Audrey used harsh punishment to shrug off the people of Natelburg and terrified the people of Navorburg.
Third, Duke Audrey relied on the power of the ancestral sword to do what he could, plunging Navorburg into chaos.
As a result of these three crimes, the sentence of Duke Audrey was pronounced by the Temple of Bright Mountain.
He took the title of Duke of Audrey and replaced him with Cames, a descendant of St. Simame, as Duke of St. Smiel, and took charge of the Knights of St. Smai.
The words of the stout monk were like a giant hammer, hammering the hearts of every St. Smai knight and the monk of the Holy Word Bow Legion present.
This is the pronouncement of the Guangming Mountain Temple, representing the rights of the main god!
"You..."
Audrey was angry for a while, and she didn't know how to refute it.
Centralization?
Which lord does not centralize power?
Can you still be called a lord without rights?
Extravagant?
It's even more of a joke, the luxury of Guangming Mountain, but the whole gallon plane is second to none!
The power of the Ancestral Sword?
Without the power of the ancestral holy sword, can the Saint-Simai clan sit firmly in their fiefdoms in all planes?
"You are talking nonsense!
If you want to take the dominion of my Saint-Simai clan over the Saint-Simai Legion, you must obtain the consent of the messenger of the Lord God.
Do you have an order from the messenger of the Lord God?"
Audrey was furious, but she was calm.
She knew that on these fabricated charges, she was completely entangled with the representative sent by Guangming Mountain, and now she could only take out Zuihou's trump card and question Guangming Mountain's authority to appoint the Saint Simai clan.
"No, you're wrong, Duke Delphicy. That's the first time Izuihou have called you that. ”
The stout monk raised his index finger and shook it.
"The Bright Hill has not taken the Saint-Simais's domination over the castle of St. Simais, you see, it is still the owner of the Saint-Simai bloodline who inherits your position... A Duke of Carmes.
We just took you... Audrey's inheritance, therefore, does not require the command of the messenger of the Lord God. ”
Hearing this, anyone with a brain understands that this short monk is taking advantage of loopholes here.
The scene was embarrassed.
Although many people are still finally Audrey, the other party represents the meaning of the Guangming Mountain Temple.
The Temple of Mount Bright, the de facto ruler of the Gallon Plane.
As long as you ascend to the heights and shout, the entire temple of the gallon plane will obey the dispatch of Guangming Mountain.
"Smack, smack, smack!"
The three crisp applause were particularly eye-catching in the embarrassing atmosphere.