Magic Beast Sword Saint’s Otherworldly Adventure

The 199th chapter angel? Birdman!

The Light Guard Array does have some formidable power. This kind of attack array that can multiply its amplitude is probably only the same as the Church of Light. Ancient God Palace, can you get it…

However, although the attack has been amplitude, but the gap opened by the realm is far from being able to narrow it by this alone… …

Senhan’s Sword Energy is like a blazing heat just out of the stove, and in a flash, it melts the seemingly surging Holy Light Sword to clean…

After the viscous battle energy on the body of the leader was broken, the scabbard of the “lock dragon” was still cast off, and hit his chest heavily…

“pu chi .”

Twelve blood is flying in the void, and twelve Knights wearing light armors have not had time to throw a recovery technique on themselves. The darkness that invades the brain, in a moment, They fell into a coma and fell asleep softly in the courtyard…

shook the “locking dragon” casually, the cold Sword Energy stretched out a few times, and gradually disappeared, looking Looking at the stony-faced Saint Peter, Liu Feng lightly said with a smile: “It’s time for you to do it.”

“hmph, it really deserves to be Saint Rank…” Said in Saint Peter’s language with sarcasm. with a sneer.

Liu Feng smiled indifferently, and didn’t care, pointed finger towards Xiang Sheng Peter, said with a slight smile: “You should call out the thing hidden in your body, otherwise… Your own strength, I can let you see your so-called Light God with a single sword……”

hearing this, St. Peter’s complexion changed, eyes fixed on Liu Feng, eyes In the pupil, the killing intent that is not part of the priesthood flickered, icily said: “Do you know what’s in my body? Who told you?”

Liu Feng glanced at him, indifferently said:” Summon it out, let me open my eyes too, Holy See. What is it so weird…”

St. Peter’s eyes slightly narrowed, sweeping the cloth on the void Space Formation, suddenly said with a sneer: “Alright, let this Space Formation be the tombstone of your death.”

Liu Feng curled his mouth slightly, tightly holding the “Lock Dragon” scabbard In the right hand, in the dantian, seven small silver particles released a tidal liquid Spiritual Qi. In the meridian, flowing happily, bringing a sense of surging power…

St. Peter drew out the cross sword at his waist, his face solemnly one-knee kneels, and his head hung down and muttered deeply. The chanting sound reverberates continuously in this blocked space, and it gives people a sense of sunset and desolation…

Looking at the murmured Saint Peter who bowed his head. Liu Feng brows slightly wrinkle, his body trembles slightly, and the jersey formed by Spiritual Qi resurfaces on the surface of his body. Liu Feng is still vigilant enough for some unknown things. Especially the things made by some religious madmen, it often seems a bit crazy and perverted…

Above the void, Hei Baike stared at the chanting, the light on the body was getting weaker and weaker. Of St. Peter. The thick black eyebrows seem to be locked together tightly together, tyrannical energy, quietly brewing on a pair of Iron Fist, ready to give the enemy a fatal blow…

The sound suddenly stopped. In the space, there was only the echoes of the previous singing, but there was no more attack…

The singing sound was so abrupt. There is no foreplay at all, just like when a man is doing that with a woman, he is suddenly interrupted forcibly when he is about to reach his climax. The feeling is enough to benefit a person who is less able to bear it. The horse is mad…

But fortunately, Liu Feng and Hei Baike are not ordinary people. They only raised their brows slightly, and then cast their eyes on Saint Peter, who seemed to have no movement at all…

The holy rays of light of milk-white suddenly appeared in the blocked space. rays of light jump over time. It became thicker and thicker, and the place where the milky white radiance spread out. It is the Saint Peter of the one-knee kneels……

“Really strong, the sacred light……” Perceiving the increasing intensity of the holy light, Liu Feng’s eyes are slightly narrowed and his fingers are slightly curved ……

The St. Peter, who was half-kneeling, gradually stood up under the cover of the holy light, and slowly raised his head…

His face is still holy. Pete’s face, but those eyes turned from blue to silvery white, silvery white without the slightest emotion, like a machine without flesh and blood…

“You… Is it the human being that the subject wants to kill?” The empty words were spit out indifferently and dryly from St. Peter’s mouth.

“Saint Rank Human Level …” divine sense all over the void, reading out the energy intensity of the holy light around “Saint Peter”, Liu Feng whispered: “What a weird thing, it’s just just When summon comes out, he is already in the position of Saint Rank, and…this energy is still rising.”

Lifted his eyes, his eyes were dark and staring at the hollows without a trace of emotion. Yin Bai said in a puzzled manner: “What exactly are you?”

As soon as these words were spoken, Liu Feng shook the head a little self-deprecatingly. The guy in front of him was obviously his opponent. How could he answer…

However, to Liu Feng’s surprise, “St. Peter” was frowned, and a doubt flashed in his silver eyes. After a while, the formulaic mechanical replied: “I It’s the 3rd day that Light God sits under the seat of Legion Ophanim, Tektronix…”

“Light God? The 3rd day makes Legion?” Liu Feng was startled, and Xuanji was overjoyed: “This world really has everything left behind. God?”

If you want to obtain the “Induction of Space”, you must find the space god Lazardis, and to find Lazardis, you must first know the whereabouts of the gods…

“St. Peter” was lightly nodded, his silver eyes lit up, and suddenly lifts the head, and said indifferently: “The subject is already urging me to do it, human beings, let me purify you, the one purified by the Holy Light , You can return to the embrace of Light God.”

Looking at the “St. Peter” whose language is a little messy, Liu Feng frowned fiercely. This ghost, why doesn’t the first language match the second tone, It’s like…like something is missing.

“Ophanim?” Hei Baike body moved, appeared beside Liu Feng, with a solemn expression on his face: “It was recorded in the Dragon Race ancient book, Age of the Gods, a subordinate force of Light God , It’s just some human powerhouses who call themselves angels…”

“That…you mean, this guy didn’t lie, did he really survive Age of the Gods?” Liu Feng said softly .

“Well, I think, this is mostly true…” Hei Baike nodded, said solemnly: “I just don’t know how this guy lived until now, and why he lived for thousands of years For a long time, no one on the mainland has heard about the powerhouse of the gods. These mysteries must have something to do with the disappearing gods…”

“hehe, if there is news about the gods, just Okay, that way, you don’t have to go to death anymore.” Liu Feng laughed, flicking the tip of the sword, said with a slight smile: “Now, let me clean up this guy first, angel? hehe, On Earth, this thing is usually called Birdman…”

“Earth? What is it?” Hei Baike blinked suspiciously, tapped his toes on the floor, and floated into the void again. “St. Peter” is locked firmly…

“Saint Rank Earth Level, this is probably your limit.” Looking at St. Peter, who seems to have reached the peak, Liu Feng lightly said with a smile.

“Humanity, if it were not the limitation of the subject’s fragile body, in my eyes you are just an ant-like existence that’s all.” Perhaps because of the shining light, “St. Peter” is also speaking more and more. The smoother, the silver eyes began to flicker…

“At least for now, I can abuse you at will.” Liu Feng’s mouth showed an evil smile, and his toes tapped on the ground. , The silhouette appeared behind St. Peter for an instant, and a lightning-like kick hit directly between his waist and abdomen…

“Bang.” A muffled sound sounded, and the figure flew out backwards.

St. Peter jumped out embarrassed from a pile of rubble, silver-white eyes, cold light flashed, crossed sword tip, milk-white battle energy gushing out, even directly melting the hard floor into a Deep pit.

“The strength of Saint Rank Heaven Level is also only this. Human beings in this era are not only weaker in strength, have their realm also declined?” Saint Peter said indifferently: “Then I will let Look, what kind of strength the Saint Rank powerhouse of the ancient Age of the Gods should be…”

Suddenly the body trembled violently, and the thick white radiance shot from Saint Peter’s body. Out, a pair of wide light-wing wings slammed out of St. Peter’s back, bringing up turbulent energy fluctuations…

“This guy is really under the seat of Ancient Times Light God The angel, even the light wings bestowed by Light God showed…” Hei Baike frowned muttered as he looked at the huge light wings several meters long.

Feeling the tyrannical power of holiness, Liu Feng eyes slightly narrowed, and he couldn’t help feeling a little surprised. “The powerhouse of Ancient Times is indeed much stronger than it is now, thanks to the strength of Saint Rank Earth Level alone. , Can exert energy close to Heaven Level, the ancient Age of the Gods, really deserves to be the peak representative of this magic civilization…”

Although “St. Peter” is strong, it has always been Liu Feng, who skipping grades to challenge, would take seriously him who is still below his own temporary level…

No matter how strong the angel is, it is just a birdman…