dream redemption

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At the entrance of the church hall, six extremely beautiful girls walked in slowly.

Five of these girls were dressed in gold-rimmed white robes, with a dignified and holy demeanor that even the saints of the Holy See could not compare with, as if they were gods and mortals, there was no comparison at all.

And the one guarded by these five girls was a girl with silver hair and a golden robe.

The girl in the golden robe has beautiful facial features, and when put together, it gives people a thrilling aesthetic feeling. I dare not look directly, for fear that I will be blinded by the girl's beauty!The purple pupils complement her incomparably noble temperament, fully embodying the girl's incomparably noble identity!

These girls are naturally the angels who came to the world, His Royal Highness Zixue and his party!

The aura of Zixue and the others is so unique that it is difficult not to attract attention. According to common sense, they will be discovered as soon as they enter the church.

But the fact is exactly the opposite of common sense, Zixue and the others arrived, but they didn't attract even one person's attention!What's even more weird is that everyone turned their backs to them, but they seemed to have eyes on their backs, and when Zixue and others approached, they would automatically get out of the way.

It can be seen from their expressions that they don't know about this matter.Moreover, even if Zixue and others walked in front of them, they didn't seem to see it, as if the beautiful girls were transparent.

"The breath of the holy sword is over."

Zixue, who was dressed in a golden robe, spoke lightly, and even her voice had a sense of superiority.

"Your Highness, what should we do about this? The Sword of Judgment is our trump card against the Demon King, and it is also a task entrusted to us by His Majesty St. Michael. There is no room for failure!"

An angel frowned slightly, and his voice was pure and pure.

"and many more."

Zixue glanced at Charlie's palm that seemed to be holding something but nothing, and said calmly, "I can still vaguely sense the breath of the holy sword, but it's very vague, and it seems not far away. We'll settle here temporarily It will not be too late to look for the holy sword after clearly sensing the direction of the holy sword. During the period, with the help of the power of faith of these believers, the light energy in the hearts of angels will be cultivated more deeply, so that there will be more chances of winning against the demon king.

"As ordered."

The five girls squatted half-kneeling on the ground, their eyes filled with incomparable surprise.This is the "one-handed" power of faith in the world. In heaven, it is exclusive to your majesty. Even if they come to the world, they dare not steal the power of faith to practice without permission!

"Walk."

Zixue nodded slightly, and walked towards the police blockade, the police can ignore it sincerely.

……

Three days later, the aura of the bronze cross in Murong Xiao's hand gradually calmed down, and the true energy reserves in the dantian's sea of ​​energy reached the limit!Like a balloon inflated to the limit, it will burst when touched!

Murong Xiao's expression is calm, with the quality and quantity of his current qi, he undoubtedly has the qualifications to attack the innate, but the characteristic of the Guangming God Art is that it accumulates slowly, as long as it accumulates enough, it is only a matter of time before the bridge between heaven and earth can be opened.

All the true qi in all the acupuncture points and meridians in the body were bundled into the dantian, and several cracks appeared in the dantian, which had already reached its limit!

When Murong Xiao opened and closed his eyes, the light flashed violently, and he used the method of tempering the true energy in the Light God Art with all his strength, compressing the already solid true energy by three points again!

"laugh!"

The dantian made a soft sound, and then, the bulging dantian returned to normal, and the pressure in it increased again!The originally condensed true energy was compressed by [-]% again, reaching a level that is unmatched by ordinary Houtian warriors!

"With my current strength of true qi, if I transform it into sword qi, I'm afraid its destructive power will not be inferior to innate true qi!"

A light flashed in Murong Xiao's eyes, and he was a little more confident in completing the task.

"Witch Heart Demon, haven't you found St. Michael's Church yet?"

The hotel where Murong Xiao lives is less than three streets away from St. Michael's Church. With the special sensitivity of Hellfire, as long as a demon appears nearby, he will be able to detect it instantly!

During these three days of training, Murong Xiao did not feel any demons appearing nearby.

"Sitting for three days, the bones are rusted..."

Murong Xiao stretched her waist for a long time, and there was a burst of sound like fried beans in her body, which spread in every corner of the room.

"Huh? Are you here?"

When Murong Xiao moved his muscles and bones, he suddenly sensed the breath of three demons, and one of them kept approaching him!

"Ahahahaha..."

From the window of the room, a huge wind sound spread, and a faint blue air flow condensed in mid-air.

"Feng Mo."

Murong Xiao's gaze narrowed slightly, and her left hand grasped the soul battle rope on her shoulder.

"looking for me?"

"Ahahaha, Master Zhanjing, you are really hard to find."

Feng Mo's laughter was still terrifying, and his blue face was full of mocking expressions.

"Let the fart go."

Murong Xiao waved his hands, frowned slightly, and there was a hint of impatience in his tone.

"The next action requires your participation, and the Witch Heart Demon will let you return to the team."

Feng Mo showed a mouthful of sharp teeth, looking extremely terrifying.

"That's it?"

A light flashed in Murong Xiao's eyes, and he said slowly: "How did you find me?"

"Smell, there is nothing that can be hidden from the wind. Including, your murderous intent."

Feng Mo's invisible body floated in mid-air, and his voice was distant and strange.

"Oh?"

A strange look flashed in Murong Xiao's eyes, he glanced at the confident Feng Mo, and said: "Then why don't you run quickly?"

Lucifer's detection skills were used, and the information of Fengmo was detected instantly.

"Wind Demon, an aborigine of the mission world, a fallen angel from heaven, whose soul is integrated into the element of wind, has the special ability to control wind and be immune to physical attacks!"

"Skill: Unknown; Combat Strength: 798!"

"This wind demon is trickier than imagined."

In Murong Xiao's eyes, a strange color flashed, immune to physical attacks, for the vast majority of people, this is definitely a very painful ability.

And those who use energy attacks may be slightly better.

However, the Murong Xiao that Fengmo encountered this time not only practiced swordsmanship that directly attacks the soul, but also has the fire of hell that directly burns, specially restraining his soul life form!

"Ahahaha, Feng, you can't be killed."

Feng Mo continued to speak in a terrifying tone, and at the same time, it turned into a blue air current and rushed out of the window!

A strong gust of wind blew up all the objects in the room and smashed them against the wall, making a loud noise!

There was a flash of light in Murong Xiao's eyes, his figure was like lightning, and he jumped out of the window in an instant.

In mid-air, Murong Xiao has instantly transformed into a Ghost Rider.Under the mutual understanding of Lan Huo in the distance, four hooves stepped out of the scorching flames, and his figure turned into a blue lightning and broke through the air. Stop Murong Xiao's falling figure!

"Bear!"

The blue flames swept across, and the tall and strong blue fire instantly turned into a skeleton war horse, and two blue hellfires that looked like dragon beards spewed out from its nostrils!

"What's the situation? Is this a popular look?"

"How did the flame, and the horse, do it?"

"My God! Could it be Hell Knight?!"

On the street in the evening, as the temperature has dropped, there are still a few pedestrians on the street.

Suddenly seeing Murong Xiao transforming into a ghost knight, they all rubbed their eyes vigorously in disbelief, and let out exclamations in their mouths.

With the blue fire erupting at full speed, even the lightning speed is indescribable. In the blink of an eye, it has disappeared at the end of the street, leaving only a disaster-like street!

"God! Is he the murderer of these murders?!"

"Unbelievable! How did this happen?!"

"Express jing! Express jing!"

"Is it really a Hell Knight?! The plot in the movie happened in reality?! This is impossible!"

……

The passers-by's comments were shocking, and Murong Xiao naturally had no time to pay attention to them. The blue air current transformed by the wind demon turned a street corner, stuck to a tall building, and flew upwards suddenly!

Lan Huo let out a long hiss excitedly, stood up, and stomped hard on the hard wall with his front hooves!

"Dong dong!"

In an instant, the reinforced concrete wall was stepped out of two potholes the size of a bowl, and there were a few flames dancing in it.