The black-robed priest shouted loudly, and a white light lit up on his body, exactly the same as the Holy Spirit when the arrival of the Holy Spirit, the white light turned into a phantom and sank into the black-robed priest again. In an instant, the black-robed priest's aura completely changed.

This is also a body of the Holy Spirit, and it looks stronger than the ones sent to Motien City before. He suddenly lifted up his black robe, revealing the strong muscles below, which were as sharp as granite. At this moment, blue veins on his muscles bulged, making the already strong muscles thicker again.

The black-robed priest waved his fist as big as a sand bowl and punched him in the air. A thick light broke out and pierced Luo Xun in the air.

Luo Qin did not dodge or avoid, but just groaned: "Silly!" and directly crashed into the thick light.

Luo Heng sometimes dodged, but he just didn't want to waste his energy. If he was willing to waste his energy, the attack with insufficient strength would only tickled him. He saw the soul armed forces on his body ripped up flames and turned into a semicircle in front of him, and the crazy consumption offset the thick light.

And his whole body, carrying the huge gravity acceleration from falling from a high altitude, penetrated the light and stamped his feet on the black-robed priest.

A translucent shield lit up, but was instantly trampled by Luo Hu. The impact force exploded, shocking the black-robed priest to bounce out, and then Luo Hu was hit by his body and bounced away.

Luo Heng hit the ground and stamped a big pit. The gravel and shock waves flew away, sweeping everything around him.

The black-robed priest flew into the air and turned into a state of change. He was already bleeding from his mouth and his arms were bent. Fortunately, the shock of his shield shook him, otherwise he would have been hit by Luo Qiu, and he would not be like this now. I don’t know whether he could fight back.

The black-robed priest had an extremely shocked expression on his face. Looking at Luo Qian who was smashed out of a big pit, he suddenly realized a terrible fact. They fooled Bailancha and other believers all year round, telling the believers that the King of Steel Bone was nothing scary, but just a harder bone frame. So, is it possible that they were deceived by the Holy Spirit for many years? Perhaps, the King of Steel Bone is much more terrifying than what he knew.

Luo Heng also saw the vivid expression on the face of the black-robed priest: "Hey, it's not the body of the Holy Spirit, but can still maintain his own sanity, oh, the divine artisan."

The black-robed priest was shaken away by Luo Xu's shock. When he landed on the ground, his whole body was soft and he didn't know how many bones were broken. While he was spraying blood foam, he said with difficulty: "God said, I wish me good health."

The holy light enveloped his body, and only a series of crackling sounds were heard. The holy light disappeared, and the black-robed priest stood up intact.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, divine art, holy word, long time no see such a profession." Luo Qian was amazed, and then asked: "No matter what, you must respect the energy balance. Uh, it's the equivalent exchange. The holy word will cure you instantly. What price do you need to pay?"

The black-robed priest's heart skipped a beat. How did he know that the Holy Word Technique had to pay? This is the biggest secret of the Holy Word, and this secret is very dirty and must not be known to believers.

"You joked about His Majesty the King of Steel Bone. The Holy Word is God. The holy parable established by me through my mortal body is God's protection. What does it cost?" As he said, the black-robed priest bent down and bowed: "The Eastern Diocese Tribunal, the twelve Tribunal Judge Ansel, has seen His Majesty the King of Steel Bone."

Bailancha got up tremblingly. He was overturned to the ground by Luo Qin's shock wave falling from the sky, and his head was broken by gravel. He was so scared that he didn't know what to do.

Now that Ansel mentioned God's protection, he suddenly felt full of strength and shouted with great force: "I heard that there is no dead head. This is God's protection. Do you understand? It's equivalent to exchange. You stupid dead head, hurry up and kneel down and die. The altar is next to you, and you will be called to sacrifice to heaven!"

Luo Qing was a little confused by the scolding. When he looked closely, he turned out to be an ordinary person with no magic power. Yebada. What does this mean? Will you find a stupid mortal to make things difficult for yourself?

"Who gave you the courage to bark at me? Is it Jingru? I don't know if I should attack you. What if I hit you and get a hat of bullying the weak?" Luo Qing said in confusion, looking up at the air.

Dodalian was still on the back of Immortal Chenguang, so he didn't dare to jump down with Luo Xun, otherwise he would feel very uncomfortable with the impact of landing. But it would be best for me to take action in this kind of scene, otherwise I would have no cards.

However, it was too late to wait until Dalian came down. Luo Qie struggled for a while and said, "But I like to bully the weak." After that, he glared at Bai Lancha.

"Not good!" Ansel raised his hand and a holy light was facing Bailancha.

But the soul impact was activated too quickly. Before the holy light could cover Bailancha, his whole head shattered like a watermelon, and his headless corpse fell to the ground.

Ansel wanted to cover his face. A mortal who could not even bear the impact of his soul dared to bark at the King of Steel Bone. He didn't know what to say about this kind of behavior of seeking death. Do you keep respectful if you didn't see him?

This made Ansel unable to help but review. Will excessive ugliness of immortal creatures cause the followers to have wrong perceptions and do stupid things? But it is impossible not to ugliness the problem. If the true strength of the undead creatures is exposed, many believers will not dare to have the idea of ​​being enemies with the undead creatures.

Forget it, this was not something he could decide. Ansel turned around and ran wildly, rushing to the altar.

What do you want to do? Luo Heng's heart moved and rushed forward. No matter what the enemy wants to do, it would be right not to let him do it. This is the simplest fighting philosophy.

But as soon as his body moved, Ansel stretched out his palm on the altar and pressed in the direction of Luo Hu: "God said, all living beings are slaves, kneel down!"

Luo Heng only felt a sudden sank on his body, and an invisible force was pressing him down so hard that he almost stood up.

"Is this a holy word?" Luo Heng made a mistake with his feet and stood firmly. The huge force acted on the ground through his body, causing the ground to crackle, and a circle of spider web patterns were cracked with the soles of his feet as the center. Then he pushed it hard and straightened his body. The cracks on the ground were directly crushed.

"What? The Holy Word, the Divine Power is invalid?" Ansel was even more surprised. This was the first time he saw someone withstood the effect of the Divine Power, the Divine Power.

On the altar, a holy white light lit up, and a continuous stream of powerful forces poured into Ansel. He raised his palm again: "God said, before me, everything was ants, kneel down!"

After saying this, Ansel's forehead was cracked with a wound, and the tender white flesh was turned out without a drop of blood.

The more powerful pressure was applied to Luo Xun's body, as if a mountain was pressing down, making his bones crackle.
Chapter completed!