Uh... Could it be that Mr. Lekastevier is a monk? How could he say such idealistic words? It is not the wind, not the sail, but the heart is moved. It is so similar to this sentence, as long as I think, it can be in my hands? Jiang Junming complained in his heart, and suddenly felt a move in his heart. Could it be...

At the critical moment, Jiang Junming avoided the flames of the demon behind him, and avoided a lightning flash falling from the sky. The range for him to avoid was getting narrower and smaller. He was dying in the hands of the demon. Jiang Junming no longer ran away, standing in the flames, closing his eyes, and immersing all his mental power in his right hand. When Jiang Junming was thinking about his right hand, he felt the scar left in the half-plane of the light brain on his right hand suddenly became cold. Then an inexplicable force appeared. Jiang Junming felt that the space around him had changed, and his mental power was suddenly drained. The mental power strengthened by the light brain suddenly became empty and gathered on the scar on his right hand.

Jiang Junming was shocked, but then he did not feel the physical discomfort caused by exhausting his mental power, and even a stream of mental power fell from the air.

This mental power is as familiar and intimate as Jiang Junming's own power. The moment it entered the body, it was absorbed by the burns on Jiang Junming's right hand, and all the mental power gathered here.

Although Jiang Junming closed his eyes, he could still clearly "see" the feathered snake falling from the air, and the black and red light suddenly bloomed, turning into a long sword and appearing on his right hand.

That's it! Jiang Junming "sees" the appearance of the Flame Sword, and was not surprised. He was not surprised. In Jiang Junming's heart, it seemed that the Flame Sword should have appeared in his hands. There was no accident, and when he thought of it, he appeared naturally, everything was so natural.

The feather snake turned into a flaming sword. At this moment, the feather snake was no longer invisible. Everyone saw a ball of flame suddenly burning in Jiang Junming's hand. Before people could see what was going on, Jiang Junming fitted up and rushed straight towards the demon who was chasing him.

The moment the flame short sword appeared in Jiang Junming's hand, the soul-serting demon's body suddenly paused. The huge body of the soul-serting demon who had been chasing Jiang Junming's quickly stopped. Because the speed was too fast, it seemed that it was not enough to stop alone. The soul-serting demon's body smashed down and supported his hands on the ground.

The streets of Moonlight City were also made of bluestone. For many years, people walked around on it. The bluestone was not worn much. Even when the Soul-Sermon Demon fell on the bluestone and chased Jiang Junming, the bluestone slab only had many cracks and was not broken. Now, when the Soul-Sermon Demon suddenly stopped his pursuit, the huge inertia that rushed forward fell on the bluestone slab, and the demon's huge and solid body left a deep gully on the bluestone slab, and gravel splashed. It was like a mountain collapse, and countless gravels flew around with the sound of the wind.

He was scared!

At this moment, Jiang Junming felt the subtle feelings of the demon opposite him. But so what? Jiang Junming did not think about how the demon would fight back next. The flame short sword was held in his hand. At this time, Jiang Junming's mind was blank, and only the demon opposite was like a hill, and the flame short sword in his hand.

The battle of life and death is not under Jiang Junming's consideration. Killing the demon is the only thing Jiang Junming thinks about. If the Flame Sword is not as strong as he imagined, then die here.

The thick layer of armor-like armor attached to the body of the Soul-Serpent's body that could not be damaged by the feathered snake had no resistance to the flame dagger. When Jiang Junming stabbed straight at the demon opposite with the flame dagger in his hand, the layer of armor was pierced, like a layer of paper, and the flame dagger was inserted directly into it.

Unlike anatomy, after a hard shell was pierced, Jiang Junming felt like nothingness under the hard shell and nothing was left. Rather than saying that he had severely damaged the demon, it was better to say that the demon avoided his attack.

A drop of black "liquid" flowed out on the edge of the Flame Sword, and then it was evaporated by the flames on the Flame Sword, turning into a very light black aura and rose. The extremely light black aura continued to fade quickly, and soon turned into a thin mist, dissipating without a trace.

The flame short sword began to burn in the body of the Soul-Sermon Demon. Jiang Junming could feel that the feather snake seemed to be "living", biting around the demon's body, burning the chaos and evil breath that it was in contact, purifying everything.

The black mist on the Soul-Sermon Demon's face quickly dissipated, and the flame sword had consumed all the power in his body. His face was like an ape, full of horizontal flesh, his chin protruded forward, and his four fangs flashed with sharp and ferocious light. At this time, the Soul-Sermon Demon had completely fallen down, and his limbs were tightly grasping into the bluestone slab of Moonlight City. His body was still rushing forward with his inertia just now, bringing Jiang Junming's body back quickly.

Jiang Junming did not retreat. Even though he faced the ugly demon's face, the chaotic and evil aura erupted between the demon's mouth and nose did not spray on Jiang Junming's face. As soon as he sprayed it, the hot air surrounding it was evaporated by the black and red flames carried on the flame dagger.

The soul-serting demon stared at Jiang Junming's eyes, and the pupils in his eyes seemed to be bigger than Jiang Junming's head. Jiang Junming saw his appearance in the devil's eyes, holding the flame sword in his right hand, the light flashed and dark, and his image was constantly dimming, and the demon was about to die.

"I can be resurrected. Every time I resurrect, my body will change, change, and become stronger. As long as I am willing to pay a high price." The Soul-Sermon Demon looked at Jiang Junming and said hoarsely.

"So, your attack was just a dying struggle, and it was useless except to make me even more angry."

Jiang Junming showed a hint of smirk at the corner of his mouth and said, "Please."

Jiang Junming didn't know much about the Flame Sword, but he can now be sure where the disease Flame Sword came from. It goes without saying that Lecastevil's power is. Although Lecastevil did not exert power in front of Jiang Junming, Jiang Junming came to the conclusion from the light brain's reaction.

After coming to this world, Guangna warned himself once or twice. When the epidemic in Twilight City came, Guangna warned him. But it was just a warning, and he made defense preparations near the temple where the goddess of care was prepared.

When Lecastevier appeared in the temple where the goddess cared for, the sound of the light brain alarm was crazy and chaotic, and then it quietly seemed as if he was afraid of Lecastevier's power, and he actively entered a dormant state, without even resisting, just to not anger this mysterious existence.

After that, the amber given to him by Lecasteville. The light brain used the flame contained in it to convert the power of the light-type gods such as the God of Morning Light into the energy of the goddess of care, which is the "high-quality energy" he is now cast. This powerful flame can be given to people at will. How powerful is Lecasteville? This shows how powerful is.

This time Lecastevier came to "watch the fun". With his guidance, if the Flame Sword could no longer hurt the demon in front of him, he would have no good idea.

The soul-serting demon saw that Jiang Junming looked calm. He held the short sword that hurt him tightly in his right hand. He was not afraid at all and laughed strangely.

The laughter came to an abrupt end, as if the soul-serting demon was grabbed by an invisible big hand and forced the laughter behind him back.

"This is impossible! This is not the power of this world!" The Soul-Sermoning Demon Golem finally felt something and exclaimed loudly.

At this moment, a hot pain came from Jiang Junming's hand. He tried hard to hold the flame sword tightly and looked coldly at the demon opposite him. He was cold and indifferent.

As the illusioned flame sword of the feather snake burned rapidly in the demon's body, Jiang Junming could feel the black and red flames like a volcano bursting out from the ground, completely scattering the abyss breath of the chaotic abyss in the demon's body.

Unlike divine power, that is, the "high-quality energy" in one's body, the black and red flames of Lekastevier seem to have more harm to the chaotic aura in the demon's body, and they are more aware of the weaknesses of the chaotic aura. In just a moment, they "purified" the chaotic aura in the demon's body.

The demon was burned to ashes. Before the exclaim could end, Jiang Junming saw that the two pupils in front of him became lighter and lighter, and the black pupils became smaller. Then a ball of black and red flame appeared in the demon's body, burning the pupils and his figure to ashes.

Lecastevier stood in mid-air, and no one on the ground seemed to be able to see him except Jiang Junming. The black and red dress was gently blown by the wind in mid-air, and the breeze over the Moonlight City seemed to be pleasing Lecastevier. The cold wind in mid-air should have been very strong and harsh, but when it came to Lecastevier, it turned into a gentle breeze, blowing by his face, refreshing and soft. Lecastevier looked at Jiang Junming who killed the demon, but just smiled slightly.

Near the temple of the Morning Light Church, the ruling hand teams of various churches are retreating. Little Price was dragged away by Bishop Price and was not allowed to die with Jiang Junming. Little Price looked desperately as Jiang Junming had been forced to death by the soul-serious demon, and Jiang Junming was about to be killed by the demon next moment.

The captain of the Decision Hands Team of the Morning Light Church also looked back nervously. He knew that Jiang Junming could delay the time of the Soul-Sergeant Demon, which determined the life and death of his own group. I hope that the young trainee priest really cared about the favor of the goddess, so that he could delay for a while.

At this time, the mission of the Ferionros family and the oracle that purifies evil is not as important as their own life. All the priests, knights, and paladins are retreating in a hurry. The retreat is so hasty that the two priests are scratched by the bone skeleton.

But... what did he see! The magician turned around and looked at the battle between Jiang Junming and the soul-judge demon, but he didn't expect that he would see such a scene. His legs stopped, but his upper body was still "walking" forward, and he became extremely inconsistent in a trance and fell to the ground all of a sudden. But even if he fell down, the magician's eyes were still staring at Jiang Junming on the other side. Such a picture would be unforgettable for the magician.

The powerful soul-serking demon, or the soul-serking demon who transformed once, was actually purified by the young trainee priest who cared for the church?

How is this possible? If this scene appeared in Silver Moon City, perhaps there might be several powerful knights or magicians who could do it, or several bishops of the great church. But what I saw was clearly a young trainee priest who was forced into a desperate situation by the Soul-Secret Demon. Then...and...then...then the Soul-Secret Demon who transformed was purified.

What the hell is going on! The magician fell to the ground, grew up and couldn't say a word.

The paladin of the Justice Church was retreating in a hurry. He heard the sound of the magician falling to the ground and was slightly surprised. He didn't notice that he was attacked. What happened to him? Looking back, the paladin saw what made the magician surprised that he forgot himself and fell to the ground.

The Paladin was not surprised that Jiang Junming could kill the Soul-Sermon Demon. When he retreated, the Paladin felt a vague expectation in his heart. Perhaps this young apprentice priest could survive from death. After all, he witnessed all his magical things with his own eyes. Including many miracles within the kingdom of heaven, he was a young priest who cared for the goddess, no matter how weak the divine power of the goddess was. After all, she was a god.

But I didn't see the divine light of the goddess of care appearing. What power did this young apprentice priest named Jun Ming use to defeat the soul-sermon demon? What exactly is it?

The paladin found that every time he thought about all kinds of incomprehensible things that appeared on this young apprentice priest, he would go crazy. He originally thought that seeing the gate of the Kingdom of God appeared in the Justice Church in Twilight City was the most incredible thing he had ever encountered in his life. Unexpectedly, he came to Moonlight City and saw that the young apprentice priest killed a soul-serious demon after transformation!

This is no longer a possible and impossible thing, it is an incomprehensible miracle, and there is no reason other than to explain it with the possession of the goddess of care.

"How did he do it?" Little Price looked at everything that happened behind her, no longer struggling, but said in a low voice.

"What?!" Bishop Price has a very bad temper. Such a big thing happened in Moonlight City. Little Price still kept trying to save the young trainee priest who was chased by the transformed soul-sergeant. Isn't this a joke? Since this child went to the church academy, he has become increasingly dishonest.

It felt like Little Price was no longer struggling. Bishop Price looked back in surprise, who did it? What did it do?

When Bishop Price turned around, he saw that the transformed Soul-Sermon Demon seemed to have a faint seven-colored light blooming on the body of the Soul-Sermon Demon. Before an evil light attack was displayed, the Soul-Sermon Demon was burned to ashes and was completely "purified".

"Ah?" Seeing this scene, Bishop Price couldn't help but let go of Little Price's clothes, and his mind was in chaos. Yes, how did he do it?

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