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Chapter 370: The Crusaders from the Divine Court

More than a dozen people came from the darkness and stepped on the surface of the lake, and the thick black fog and death aura made them look particularly strange and infiltrating. 【Officialdom】

"Souls wandering outside Hell, awaken from your wanderings, and walk in along the path that our Lord has laid for you. One of them spoke in a low and hoarse voice.

At this time, the dozen or so men in black sè armor, like zombies, wrapped around the iron chains of black sè, and at this moment they simultaneously cast the forbidden spell of hell restraint.

They were actually an old man holding a skull staff in the dark depths of the artificially controlled world, standing quietly behind, silently reciting ancient mantras to control them. This old man was the person who controlled Zhao Ling just now

"Wow"

The iron chain pierced through the void like more than a dozen black Jiao rushing in, and the murderous Yuan Shen covered Wang Ming below.

He stood still, his eyes suddenly soared, and two dazzling golden lights burst out, splitting the void like two heavenly swords, the sound of metal shattering was endless, and all the iron chains turned into powder.

"Boom"

The dozen or so men like the Grim Reaper jointly urged the mana to cut through the heavenly firmament, and a huge black portal appeared, wanting to take Wang Ming and them all.

This kind of battle is not something that Zhao Ling's disciples can interfere in at all, but Wang Ming doesn't care.

While protecting his disciples, he slapped it with one palm, and when he reached this realm, it was useless to let you have a thousand secret techniques and all kinds of magical powers, he only needed to drop one palm

At this moment, the portal of the black sè turned to ashes, and a dozen people collapsed like dust, turning into detritus and scattering with the wind, leaving nothing left.

"Ancient Heroic Spirits, be with me, fight against heresy" In the darkness, the black-robed man revealed his true body, his body was dry, and he was an old man who didn't know how old he had lived, holding a white human head magic power. It's just that the face is evil and weird, and it is conceivable that for a pure yīn woman like Zhao Ling, she is caught

Behind him, densely packed, there appeared teams of ancient soldiers in black sè armor, like dead people, lifeless, and rushed towards them with a roar when they came out.

"Is that all you have to do?" 1356; See 26360; The net does not skip words. Wang Ming sneered.

Zhao Bo and the others were terrifying, this old man's cultivation was extremely powerful, and it was very likely to be comparable to the Tokugawa just now, or even in a higher realm.

The old man's eyes flashed with green light, and with a wave of the white bone staff, all the heroic spirits around him rushed over, and at the same time, he also performed a secret technique, and the blood light burst out, turning into a blood skeleton and rushing towards him, devouring Wang Ming.

"Let me judge you heretics. ”

Wang Ming whispered, and in an instant, the fire of faith ran out, and the overwhelming holy flame surged out, engulfing the front, and all the heroic spirits were covered.

In an instant, it turned into a sea of fire, and both humans and dead spirits were instantly reduced to ashes, and not even a piece of armor remained.

"Ahh

The black fog dissipated, the stars and the moon appeared, the stars were shining in the sky, the bright moon hung high, a peaceful and tranquil, and the lake on the ground reflected a charming starry sky.

In the distance, a large number of people appeared, one by one, wearing rotten battle clothes, like rounds of suns appeared.

The battle suit was exactly the same as those dead spirits just now, but it was different, which made Wang Ming think that the ones summoned just now must also be former crusaders.

This is a group of arrogant people, each with extraordinary status and status, from different families, noble blood, and a glorious past.

Most of them are middle-aged, all of them are vigorous and powerful, and there are also a few young people who are very high and surrounded by people.

They all have long golden hair, and the men are heroic, all like the reincarnation of the sun god. The woman, on the other hand, is very elegant and beautiful, like the goddess of the moon was born, very sacred, and exuding holy light.

"Heresy, I have repeatedly injured my Divine Court monk, and today I will burn you at the stake," shouted the young man in the middle, who was long in gold.

The other woman, covered with holy brilliance, raised her hand as white as jade, waved it lightly, gave orders, and prepared to attack.

Wang Ming glanced over and saw that three of the crusaders in this possession saw that his gaze was a little strange, and when the others were not paying attention, they had inadvertently reached the zuihou of the team

The three of them were people from the royal family of the Holy Empire, and the three of them Wang Ming had seen

When the bright moon is in the sky, it is very quiet on the big horn mountain, all kinds of wild birds and cicadas and insects are dormant, no longer sounding, and everything is silent. After the man finished speaking, the female warrior waved her hand, and they quickly launched a charge, trying to kill Wang Ming.

The people of the first echelon, with crosses painted on their chests, wearing female gold armor, holding a big sword more than a person high, flashed with a cold light and slashed over.

The sword slammed coldly, piercing the sky, breaking the tranquility, and the murderous aura rushed into the sky, this is a kendo master, more than a dozen people stand side by side to destroy the withering and decaying.

Fortunately, this place was isolated by Wang Ming's hidden formation, otherwise the villagers under the mountain would have suffered.

"Master asked me to come" Zhao Bo stepped forward, wanting to make a move, using the swordsmanship called by Wang Ming to fight against the sword path of the Western Divine Court.

Wang Ming shook his head, this group of people didn't make him frightened, but he felt that something was wrong, maybe he brought some magic weapons or some secret arts, it seemed that there was danger lurking, he didn't want a few disciples to be in danger.

"Little Doyle," he whispered to himself, stepping forward, alone with the group.

Fourteen big swords are split, the brilliance is like a waterfall rushing to the sky, the sword has been tempered thousands of times, inherited for various ancient families, each has a glowing past.

The ancestors of these people were all nobles, and they were famous knights in the past, and they were passed down to their generation, and the inheritance is still there, the glory is undiminished, and the blood is noble.

It can be said that the Karl I family will not decline for so many years, and this is also the reason why there are these hidden guardians

The descendants of the fourteen paladins rarely joined forces, and it was only because it was rumored that this great enemy was a person from the Marquis or even a higher realm, and they were condemned together.

The sky is falling apart

In their roar, everyone's golden armor was glowing, like fourteen rounds of sun blooming, across the night sky, and fourteen heavenly sword qi immediately slashed down and cut off the heavenly dome.

However, in the face of this vain warrior who was very vain and cultivated to an extraordinary level, Wang Ming had only one action, and that was to point. A more brilliant golden sword qi was born, like a monstrous wave, sweeping the heavens and the earth, like the sea, sending out thunder.

"Poof"

A burst of blood burst out, and the fourteen warriors who had received the ancient inheritance all collapsed, and even their ancestral armor and yellow sword greatsword were the same, turning into powder.

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