Chapter 134: Golden striking, God-level confrontation

His figure was firmly locked by the four martial saints of the Weitian Empire. At this moment, only silver-white light was left in front of Shi Ang, and there was nowhere to hide. The huge pressure kept pressing Shi Ang's nerves. Sweat slowly flowed down Shi Ang's forehead, and the surrounding air was torn and twisted by the holy savage energy emitted by the four martial saints, constantly making crackling sounds.

Facing the huge light blade emitted by the four great martial saints of the Weitian Empire, Shi Ang's thoughts turned dead at this moment.

As a Martial Saint, he could feel the power contained in the huge light blade, which was a force that could almost destroy everything. Under this force, anything would be destroyed into powder in an instant.

Shi Ang, who was locked by the four martial saints with his mind, felt that under such an attack, it was impossible for him to escape from the attack range of this light blade, and there was only one ending waiting for him, that is destruction.

Feeling the powerful force in the sky, the Great Elder was extremely anxious. Although he was not a warrior, the power between heaven and earth was the same. How could the Great Elder not understand such a powerful force? Under such an attack, Shi Ang could not have room for survival.

Spiritual magic is an extremely strange magic. The firmer the will and the more peaceful the heart, the greater the power of the magic. Originally, the Great Elder had to protect himself under the attack of the four priests. Now, when he was worried, there were naturally flaws in the magic. The four priests who had a deep study of magic attainments immediately felt the loophole in it. Under the continuous attacks of the four people, the Great Elder who was not careful was attacked by the four priests.

The right shoulder, swept by a ball of powerful ice clouds by the Ice and Snow Sacrifice, kept experiencing a faint stinging pain, and the movement of the right hand was much slower in an instant, and the speed of the Dharma interpretation was immediately affected. At this moment, the great elder was also dangerously full of things and was exhausted to protect himself, but his eyes were still constantly looking at the sky, and his tribe members were about to die here. How could you tell him not to worry?

A desperate expression appeared on the faces of everyone in the Kalin tribe.

Looking at the silver-white light blade that was about to hit Shi'an, all the Kalin tribesmen almost closed their eyes. Unfortunately, this is a battlefield and there are enemies around them. They can only watch the heroes of their tribes perish here.

Just as the light blade was about to hit Shi Ang's body, a strange magic wave suddenly appeared in the air. This wave was so strange that the air kept twisting. Just when the light blade struck Shi Ang's body, strange magic waves came to Shi Ang's side.

There was no flesh and blood flying, no howl, and no impact. When the light blade formed by four martial saints struck Shi Ang's body, Shi Ang's body strangely twisted. Then, a huge silver-white light blade passed through his body, but Shi Ang still appeared in front of everyone, and the strong could still feel his breath.

What happened just now? Everyone was confused in their minds, and the people of the Kalin tribe did not even cheer because they were all confused in an instant. It was not that they wanted Shi Ang, the commander of their tribe, to die, but the fact that happened in front of them was too weird and too unbelievable.

Not only others felt unbelievable, but even Shi Ang himself was inexplicably. Facing the attacks of the four martial saints, Shi Ang used all his strength, although he knew that this was just in vain. When the light blade arrived in front of him, he could feel the power in the light blade, and he would never survive such a powerful force.

But just before the light blade hit me, my body suddenly twisted, and another powerful energy appeared around me, wrapping me up, and then the light blade penetrated through me.

The huge light blade composed of four martial saints of the Weitian Empire passed through Shi Ang's body and continued to fly forward with an extremely violent aura. Everyone's eyes immediately gathered on the light blade. When their eyes were focused on the light blade, the four figures appeared in everyone's field of vision. Specifically, they appeared in front of the huge light blade.

No one knew when these people appeared, no one. But they all knew that if these four people did not avoid them, then they would face them with the light blade that penetrated Shion's body.

His face turned pale and the old Hawking was breathing slightly.

"If you can't do magic, you can't stand it?" Seeing the old Hawking's hard work, Aiolos looked exaggerated.

"What do you know!" He glanced at Aiolos, and Old Hawking ignored him.

Shi Ang's survival was precisely because of the space magic that Old Hawking had just cast. Although the joint attacks of the four martial saints were powerful, it was still easy for Old Hawking, who had been a divine mage for so long. But the problem is that he is not trying to avoid himself, but helping others escape. If it were just like this, Old Hawking would be fine. The problem is that time is tight and there is no time to use the magic power between heaven and earth. Therefore, Old Hawking had to use the magic power he had reserved to cast such a magic, and it was instantly hairstyle, so he naturally felt extremely difficult.

Facing the huge light blade surging with violent aura, Sheng Songling smiled on his face, and his eyes flashed with a splendor. He smiled slightly at Xue Ji and others around him. His robe was blowing without wind, and his powerful power immediately appeared and filled the world.

He raised his hands slightly and faced the violent light blade, the Holy Songling flew out like lightning. The golden light on his body suddenly surged. A golden giant sword appeared on the Holy Songling's hands, and instantly bombarded with the huge light blade composed of four martial saints.

"Boom!" The loud bang of the sky reached everyone's ears, as if a muffled thunder was hit by everyone's ears, mixed with huge pressure, making people dizzy and their eyes burst into tears.

Two rays of lights of gold and silver gradually dissipated, and the light gradually faded away. The long golden hair was floating in the air, with a strong face and a look of contempt. At this moment, the Holy Songling appeared in front of everyone like a war god, making people feel worshipped.

"Damn!" Aiolos cursed secretly in his heart, watching Sheng Songling standing there majesticly, contempt him fiercely, and actually snatched the limelight of Aiolos, the great dragon clan. It was really unbearable, but Aiolos also knew that if he rushed up and collided with the light blade just now, he would have to lose half of his life even if he had not become a dragon.

A loud shout came from Aiolos's mouth, and a black figure flashed in front of everyone in a flash. Aiolos shouted loudly to the Kalin warriors below and the great elders who were fighting with the four high priests: "Haha, don't worry, your great Aiolos is back, don't be afraid, with me here, no one can bully you, hahahahaha..."

"If you don't come, please help me quickly, why are you talking nonsense?" The elder cursed in his heart, but there was a happier look on his face. Although there were no Thunder Dragons among these people, Aiolos came, which means that the Thunder Dragons are not far away.

All fools knew that Shi Ang had to be helped by those people just now. After seeing the golden light on Sheng Songling's body and the powerful blow, Old Hawking raised his heart for a long time and finally calmed down. He immediately relaxed his spirit. He became more and more courageous in the battle, and fought with the four priests without distinction.

A look of surprise appeared on the faces of the four priests and the five martial saints of the Weitian Empire, but their faces were only surprised. As high-level generals in the Weitian Empire army, they knew that behind them, there were four divine mages of the Weitian Empire and three cardinals of the sect, who were just a god warrior and could not change the end of the Kalin tribe.

Thinking of this, all the insiders in the Weitian Empire looked calm, but suddenly realized that when did they no longer take the legendary magic warrior seriously? Could it be that with a backer, people's confidence will become so great?

What they didn't consider was that the enemy was already in front of them, but their backers had not arrived yet. If they thought of this, they would probably be in a state of desolation again.

"Snap the quick battle, old Hawking, you and Xue Ji deal with the four magicians, Aiolos and I deal with the five martial saints, and the enemy's rescue is coming!" Looking at everything on the battlefield coldly, Sheng Songling immediately used his divine fighting spirit to pass his words into everyone's ears.

"Snap the quick battle, why? I still have to have fun! Who is the enemy's rescue?" Aiolos looked puzzled.

"I don't have time to explain to you. In short, it is a very powerful existence, with a total of seven people, four of whom have reached the realm of a divine mage!" As he spoke, the Holy Songling had already plundered towards the five martial saints of the Weitian Empire. As a divine warrior, he could naturally feel the seven powerful auras that were quickly plundering.

"It won't be that outrageous!" Aiolos was shocked, "Be good, four divine mages!" In amazement, Aiolos' figure had turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the five martial saints of the Weitian Empire.

Xue Ji never went against her husband's wishes. She had reached the peak of the great magician realm, and could faintly feel the powerful aura coming from the front. She waved her staff slightly and her figure had already swung towards the four priests.

As a divine mage, Old Hawking could naturally feel the seven people. Both are divine mages. Old Hawking could even understand their strength from their aura. The four divine mages are all figures who have just entered the realm of divine mages. They are still a little weaker than those of him who have been a divine mage for nearly a hundred years, but the number of enemies is far higher than that of him.

Although the three people around the four divine mages did not reach the level of divine mages, the powerful power on them still made Old Hawking very cautious.

Unlike others who used flying, the old Hawking had already arrived at the four priests with a few small space movement techniques.

Feeling the movement behind him, the Flame Saint turned around, waved the staff in his hand quickly, and a ball of fireball the size of a washbasin appeared in front of the Flame Saint. His right hand shook slightly, and the fireball with the scorching high temperature shot towards the old Hawking.

He directly ignored the rapidly flying fireball. For Old Hawking, this instant magic that was already very powerful in front of others, had no use at all. With a change of mind, Old Hawking immediately blocked the link between the fireball and the magic elements between heaven and earth, and instantly decomposed the basin-sized fireball into the fire-type elements in the air.

Seeing that Old Hawking had cracked his magic so easily, the Flame Saint was shocked. Although the shriveled old man in front of him could not feel much magic fluctuation, he did not expect that he would be so strong. Although what he had just released was only an instant magic, the Flame Saint still knew the strength of the magic just now.

After murmured a few words, two rays of light suddenly burst out in the old Hawking's eyes, which made the flame priest panic. The staff in his hand quickly drew a strange magic array in the air, and a pattern of a six-pointed star appeared in everyone's eyes.

The pattern became extremely bright at the moment of its formation, and a wave of energy suddenly came from the air. The four priests felt that the space suddenly stopped, everything around them suddenly stopped, and the feeling of fear spread to the hearts of each of the four priests in an instant.

The Great Elder was not a fool. He also started his own chanting at the moment when Old Hawking used his magic, but his speed was much slower than Old Hawking. Although the two were only one level different, finally, after Old Hawking completed his magic, the Great Elder also completed his magic.

The dizzy feeling appeared in the minds of the four priests at the same time, and a look of fear appeared on the faces of the four priests because they saw the dense ice cones in front of them.

It was Xue Ji's magic attack that had just arrived.

If you are not an ice magician, you cannot understand the strength of the dense and tiny ice cone in front of you. Although the ice cone is just the simplest magic in ice magic, its real power is far beyond what an ordinary magician can understand. In the ice magic, there is a forbidden spell composed of overwhelming ice cone-ice snow! Under the attack of this powerful forbidden spell full of ice cones, anything will become a sacrifice to the Ice God.

The Ice and Snow Sacrifice could clearly feel that the powerful power contained in the small ice cones was definitely not an ordinary ice cone. The terrifying level of power in it made the ice-type powerful people like the Ice and Snow Sacrifice feel secretly shocked.

Of course, Xue Ji, who has lived in the Alps for many years, has reached the realm of a great magician decades ago. Now she is the peak of this realm. Because she lives in the bitter and cold ice and snow world for many years, she has a much stronger understanding of ice magic than other ordinary ice magicians, and the ice element power contained in her also needs to be more pure.

The ice cone formed by gathering her power is much stronger than the strength of the ice cone formed by an ordinary ice magician.

The four priests who had the upper hand, were already in extreme danger in just a blink of an eye under the light joint attack of these three magicians.

Just as the ice cone released by Xue Ji was about to reach the side of the four priests, a strong magic wave suddenly appeared around the body of the four priests under the control of the space magic of the old Hawking. This magic wave was so strong that even the space magic formed by the old Hawking could not control it.

With a slightly frowning, the old Hawking's face returned to calm. The staff in his hand waved again, and the magic elements around the space around the old Hawking's body fluctuated strongly again.

The four colors of red, blue, gray and blue suddenly burst out from the four priests. In addition to the ice and snow sacrifice, the other three people's light was so strong that the magic fluctuations of the other three were also surprised by Old Hawking. These four energy gathered together and kept trying to break through Old Hawking's control and bombard the space magic barrier formed by Old Hawking. When life was threatened, everyone exerted their power to the greatest extent.

"Boom!" In the end, the four forces failed to break through the barrier of Old Hawking, and collided with Xue Ji's ice cone magic, and a huge explosion occurred. The magic power collapsed everywhere, and the huge roar was filled with ice chips and various colors of light.

The Great Elder had already flashed to the side a moment before the explosion, while the old Hawking just used the withered staff in his hand to draw a strange symbol in front of him. In the aftermath of the explosion, the old Hawking's body remained unmoved, and no impact around could shake his body at all.

The light and mist gradually dissipated, and the figures of the four priests appeared in front of everyone. The embarrassed figure, the blood hanging on the corners of their mouths, and the messy hair all showed the serious trauma they suffered. But to everyone's surprise, although they were seriously traumatized, none of the four priests died in the explosion just now, which made Xue Ji's brows slightly frown.

As a great magician, she naturally knew the power of the magic she had released just now. Not to mention four magicians, even two more, she would die in the joint attack of the three of her own. However, the scene of appearing in front of her now surprised her slightly.

"Haha! So that's it." Old Hawking smiled lightly, with a strange smile on his face. He was also a little confused, but now he understood why the result was like this. With a smile, he waved his staff slightly, and he focused his mind in his hand and grabbed the void ahead. The strong magic wave immediately appeared in the air.

The Great Elder and Xue Ji were both confused. They didn't know what Old Hawking was going to do, but looking at his smiling face, the Great Elder and Xue Ji knew that Old Hawking must have discovered something.

When Old Hawking started to take action, except for the ice and snow priests, the other three priests changed their faces instantly.

Under the control of the old Hawking's space magic and mental power, the four high priests stood there blankly, their bodies unable to move.

A ray of light flashed, and a black hole as big as a fist suddenly appeared in front of the old Hawking's right hand. Then, three gems as big as a thumb flew out from the black hole as big as a fist. The black hole closed in an instant, one red, one gray, and one green three gems floated quietly in front of the old Hawking's hand, emitting a soft light.

These three gems are the treasures of the Zhen family of the Flame Family, the Earth Family, and the Storm Family, the Fire Star, the Earth Star and the Storm Star. The Ocean Star, which originally belonged to the Ice and Snow Sacrifice Family, was taken by the Thunder Dragon from a thief on the third day after Thunder Dragon came to this world. These four magic stones are one of the four top-level magic stones in the Aishi Continent, which contain extremely powerful magic energy.

Seeing that the magic stone on his body was taken by Old Hawking, the three priests' faces immediately looked as if dead. In the attack just now, the three priests escaped the disaster by relying on the top magic stone on their bodies. However, unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the magic stone on his body was taken away by the old man in front of him. The ice and snow priest escaped because it was an ice-type and had a certain degree of immunity to the ice-type magic.

"Hmph!" A cold snorted from Xue Ji's nose. As the staff swung, the royal blue light was extremely gorgeous, and the eyes were full of solemnity. The next round of magic attack had already begun...

Seeing the Holy Songling rushing towards him and others quickly, the four martial saints of the Weitian Empire flashed in their eyes, and they were cruel and cruel. A firm look appeared in their eyes. The silver-white light suddenly rose from the four martial saints, forming a horn-like momentum. They looked at the Holy Songling coldly, praying in their hearts that they could hold on until the Cardinal and the others arrived.

Seeing the appearance of the four martial saints, a strong silver-white light burst out from the body of the martial saint who was injured under the fighting spirit of Saint Shi'an. The thin sword in his hand slightly pointed, and the splendor in his eyes flashed.

Without a slight pause, the golden figure of Sheng Songling swept past Shi Ang's side, his right hand was in a sword shape, and the golden divine fighting spirit suddenly surged on his right hand, slashing hard at the injured martial saint. The strong wind blew, and the violent momentum became fierce at this moment. At this moment, the four martial saints of the Weitian Empire moved!

Four silver-white phantoms were pulled out in the air, and the four martial saints took action at the same time, and the skyrocketing silver-white holy fighting spirit slashed towards the Holy Songling.

With a sneer, the Holy Songling's left hand was claw-shaped, and a golden light flowed in his left hand, sweeping rapidly towards the attacks of the four Martial Saints of the Weitian Empire.

Several sounds erupted, and the golden light and silver-white light collided in an instant, resisting each other, but it was obvious that the golden light firmly prevailed.

A roar, then there was blood everywhere. The martial saint who had been injured under Shi Ang's attack could not resist the attack of Sheng Songling. Blood was rushing from his mouth and fell down. His chest was blurred, with flesh and blood crisscrossing, extremely terrifying, revealing his white ribs and blood-red internal organs.

The falling Martial Saint closed his eyes weakly. In just a blink of an eye, a Martial Saint of the Weitian Empire was killed by the attack of Sheng Songling. He sucked a cold air sound from all the soldiers watching the battle below. How could they have seen such a shocking battle before?
Chapter completed!