Douluo: Peerless Light.

While talking, he stretched out his hand and swung the light onto Nana's face.

"If they want to try to master the power of the Holy Light, the greatest possibility is that they will be transformed into the Holy Flame by the Holy Light and burn their souls and souls. The best fuel for flames."

Nana has never seen what the Holy Light is, but she just feels warm on her body, and even the old injuries on her body are quickly healed under this power.

She subconsciously said: "Master, is it really the Holy Light? You. You. Could it be that you are the Holy Son that the elder said?"

Qian Zhaoguang glanced at the girl who had entered a sluggish state: "Holy Son? I'm not their holy son, I'm their long-lost father! Without further ado, Liu Tiezhu and I will take a leave of absence later. Go and wash these bastards."

Saint his grandma's son.

A bunch of nonsense prophecies made by a group of heretics who don't have the ability to predict, and don't even have a belief in an evil god, can they predict an egg?
It's purely a bunch of eggs.

The level of the evil soul masters who organized the Holy Spirit Sect at the beginning was really not good, and their cultural literacy was also worrying.

What is the meaning of a religion that cannot even justify its teachings?

Not to mention comparing with normal religions, compared with the top ten famous cults on Blue Star, they are all younger brothers.

Apart from the slightly stronger individual combat effectiveness and the fact that the evil soul masters report to the group to keep warm, this organization's method of attracting new members is not even as good as that of a certain sect, that is, the level of sending eggs to deceive old men and women.

It is much more reliable to call the Holy Spirit Terrorist Organization than the Holy Spirit Cult.

It took Nana a long time to recover from Qian Chaoguang's extremely domineering declaration.

She tentatively asked: "Master, don't we need to wait or discuss the battle plan or something? The elder of Qihuan should return to the main altar to handle business after a while, we can then."

"There is no need for that, I am looking for this elder. There is no need to discuss the battle plan, just kill the two core members and the elder directly."

Qian Chaoguang waved his hand, revealing a chilling smile.

"Without this old thing leading the way, how can I find their other branches?"

Nana turned pale with shock: "Master, don't be impulsive, that Elder Qihuan's fighting power is comparable to that of Contra!"

"In front of me, he is a fart."

Before Nana could react, Qian Chaoguang's hand had already lit up with a gray light.

She only felt that the world was spinning in front of her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already stepping on a dark land with a purple sun.

There was a creepy sound of muscle rubbing and bone rattling, mixed with the howling of an unknown creature.

Nana subconsciously looked towards the sky where the voice was the loudest. The terrifying scene made her unforgettable for the rest of her life.

A bone dragon gleaming with silver light soars in the sky, with the faint blue soul fire dancing in its eye sockets.

Large swathes of undead creatures filled the mountains and plains, rushing towards the direction where the two were standing like a tide, bringing a large area of ​​red and blue light.

Qian Chaoguang spread his arms and stood proudly: "Welcome to my undead army!"

Nana opened her mouth wide in surprise, slumped on the ground, and pointed at this group of undead creatures with trembling fingers, and kept making "ho ho" breaths.

It was obvious that the girl was quite frightened.

If it wasn't for her Martial Soul or a ghost that tends to be like an undead, and she usually has a lot of contact with the Holy Spirit Cult, she would probably faint at the first sight.

Except for Huo Yutong, who was born with a big heart, no matter who saw the undead creatures all over the mountains and plains for the first time, the first reaction would be shock and fear, right?

Even Qian Chaoguang himself calmed down for a while after seeing the undead creature with his own eyes for the first time. After smoking several cigars in succession, he accepted this group of stupid and cute guys who looked scary but were actually a little stupid .

after all
You look at a bone frame walking back and forth and making a rattling sound, it is indeed quite frightening.

But if you witness this guy walking and suddenly he didn't walk well, he directly inserted his toe bone into the soil of death breath, took advantage of the situation and with the help of kinetic energy, he snapped his thigh at the root, and then It took a long time to put it back on.
Well, no matter how I look at it, I think this thing is quite joyful.

Not to mention the zombies who hold their heads in their arms to comb their hair, the headless horsemen who throw their heads to play, the bone dragons who use undead fire to dedust each other's bones, and the undead warhorses who are killed by undead warhorses because they don't fit with their mounts. A death knight whose legs almost fell apart.
When you live with a group of undead creatures every day, you will find that the painting style of these guys is not so gloomy when they are not fighting.

Especially when some of these dead housemen who have been suppressed for more than six thousand years have gained wisdom, and the desire to devour the flesh and blood of living people has been eliminated, they will be even more idle!

For example, a lich that condenses the spiritual wisdom born from the heart of the undead, it does not know where to come up with a name for itself, called Afan.

The greatest joy of this guy every day is to make private friend transactions with Long Yi - he uses his self-created bone cleaning technique in exchange for the opportunity to ride on Long Yi's body for a while, and tries to change his job to become some kind of dragon riding lich.

Although it is often beaten (kicked), it never tires of it.

This is not, say Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Following a gust of wind magic blowing up a large amount of soil of death's breath, Long Yi's huge body fell down with a bang, and the bones and frames all over his body rattled.

Afan was agile, jumped off Long Yi's back with a whoosh, and when he landed, he cast a light wind spell on himself to slow down, retaining the grace that a spell caster should have.

"Your Majesty, your loyal general, Afan, the Dragonrider Lich, is here to see you."

Before he finished speaking, it was kicked far away by Long Yi's paw: "What the hell, are you addicted to playing mine, right? Master, please ignore it, it has a sick soul."

Qian Zhaoguang's originally smiling face twitched a little, and suddenly felt some liver pain.

He shouldn't have chatted with these intelligent guys about a bunch of miscellaneous and weird topics
There are a large group of ruthless undead creatures who can stop children from crying at night, why is this style of painting more and more in the direction of comedians?

Qian Chaoguang almost gritted his molars and said, "Drag Afan's b to me, and grab twenty hairs of her!"

Afan in the distance was about to come over, but when he heard this, he ran away with a whoosh.

For a Lich without regenerative ability, pulling out twenty of his hairs would simply kill him!