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Chapter 43: Battle of the West (15)

"Palm Thunder" is a foundation-building spell, and people in the "Nalan World" naturally do not recognize it. Jing Hua looked at the "hate" of "dance" of "dance" and couldn't help but feel surprised.

Thunder-type spells restrain ghosts. Jing Hua originally planned to kill the enemy with one move and give the "New God Cult" a warning to prevent them from harassing again. Although he could not do his best, he did not deliberately keep his hands. However, the thunder power that blasted into the undead body was inexplicably eliminated. Although the "hatred" was severely damaged, he could still stand firm.

"Swoosh..."

Jing Hua pointed his feet at the ground and suddenly jumped about a meter away. He opened his hands and activated five or six talismans between his fingers at the same time.

"Swish...swish..."

"Boom...Boom..."

"Thunder Skies", "Crazy Thunder Heavenly Prison Skies", "Thunder and Lightning Talisman", and "Serial Lightning Talisman" come one after another. "Hatee" instantly fell into the "Ocean of Thunder and Lightning". In front and behind, there were lightning and thunder everywhere. The undead were beaten to "drink" and screaming, and fled everywhere like crazy.

The "strange pace" is extremely fast in Mingkong, Xinzhen and others. In Jinghua's eyes, it is at best the level of ordinary martial arts practitioners. His foundation-building eight veins penetrate the seven veins, and his realm is much higher than "hatred". No matter where the undead flees, countless thunder and lightning are waiting in front of him.

At this moment, Jing Hua used the "Shura Shadowless Hand" to transform the talisman to the extreme. Each breath was stimulated and shot, and fell on the head and body of "Hate".

No matter how strong the defense of the undead monster is, it cannot resist a large amount of lightning and "bathing" attack. Its body gradually turns black and is directly carbonized in most places.

The monks and nobles in the audience were dazzled. Before, the Viscount only made a big defeat by "summoning the undead" and defeated the Marquis's Mansion. He himself had never shown his ability. At this moment, the magic on the stage was as gorgeous as fireworks, showing the powerful strength of the "magic".

Mingkong, Felsten and others have a high level of cultivation, and it is obvious that Viscount uses the "magic scroll".

Scrolls do not require chanting spells, and casting spells is very convenient. They can be time-consuming and labor-intensive to make them, and each scroll is valuable. Viscount Oriental uses it like "dumping garbage", but in fact, it uses money to kill monsters.

There are many masters in the old and new gods, and Yi Geng of the Marquis' Mansion is even a "white-robed wizard". They have traveled around the world and seen many mages fighting with others. No one has ever used a scroll to flow like a viscount, and it is endless.

Yi Ge asked himself, if there were many scrolls that could be squandered at will, his casting speed would not be as fast as "Dongfangwu", and it was probably only one-third or even one-fifth of the opponent's.

"Boom...Crack! Sigh..."

In a moment, "Haughter" was hit by hundreds of lightning. It finally couldn't support it, and its huge body collapsed. Due to the carbonization of most of the body, the undead fell into pieces when they fell to the ground, revealing a yellow glimmer of light inside.

Jing Hua was slightly stunned and stepped forward to pick up the "yellow light".

It turns out that there is a mysterious yellow animal skin hidden in the body of "Haughter". The skin is obviously old and has a faint rhyme on it. The surface is full of mysterious texts, which are both like natural patterns and like monks carved into patterns with secret techniques.

The Xuanhuang animal skin looks very familiar. Decades ago, Jing Hua got two similar pieces of leather by chance. I don’t know what it is for, so I kept it in my handband. I didn’t want to change my time, and I saw another fragment in the "Nalan World".

Jing Hua heard the monks talk about the "hate" on the stage after mutating, which is very different from ordinary undead. From this point of view, animal skin should be the key to its mutation. It is still unclear about the use of three pieces of leather, which can cause mutation of undead, at least not ordinary things.

"What powerful undead? It can't stop Lord Viscount's magic at all!"

"Haha, the black donkeys of the 'Black Donkey Sect' cannot defeat 'Hate', and it will be different when it comes to 'Triumph City'..."

The "gift" was killed by Dongfangwu. Whether it was "Jiguang Temple" or "Marquis' Mansion", they felt a light on their faces at this moment.

The Marquis' Mansion was not long ago against the "Lion King Castle", but in terms of the position of the "New God Cult", the third prince, the interests of the temple and the nobles were consistent. Moreover, the Marquis Tywin was good at diplomatic mediation and seemed to have reached an agreement with the Viscount Oriental.

The people in the "New God Cult" looked unhappy. But they had agreed to come to "congratulate" the grand event before, but they "accepted" the gift, but they could not turn against each other on the spot.

Jing Hua successfully killed the undead and turned around and left the martial arts stage.

The struggle between the old and new gods has been around for a long time, and he has no intention of participating for the time being. Therefore, Jing Hua avoided the crowd far away and walked towards Jacob and other servants. He was more than ten feet away from the crowd, and he suddenly stopped.

"Oriental Viscount, please wait a moment..."

Ferstein separated the crowd and hurriedly walked closer. Seeing that "gifts were not enough, the Paladin was eager to save face and even had no time to think about his strategy.

"........ 'Three-Star Paladin' Felsten, representing the glory of the 'Supreme God' to 'Trium'. Lord Viscount, you just killed 'Abhorrent' and got a treasure. 'Abhorrent' belongs to the prey captured by the 'Knights of the Holy Tribe', and the spoils should be returned to the Holy See..."

Felsten's voice was loud, and many monks and nobles could hear it clearly. Many people saw the yellow light on the corpse of "hatred" but the monster was killed by Dongfang Wu, so how could he ask for the spoils from him?

"What?"

"Is it shameless?"

Several monks were impatient and couldn't help but scold them. Felsten seemed to have not heard of it, and spread his palms and stretched them over.

"............................. He highly respected the Holy See and would never see any controversy..."

Jing Hua was really surprised. When people talked about the "New God Cult", they always lamented that they were full of vitality and enterprising, which was very different from the "Old God Cult". Now when they saw the so-called "Three-Star Paladin", the other party was so energetic and vigorous, which was a bit incredible.

Jing Hua pondered for a moment, nodded and replied, "Okay..."

He took out a ingot of broken silver from his arms and placed it directly on the other party's palm.

"...This is the treasure I found. You can just take it, and you don't have to give me the change."

"you!!!"

Felsten's face changed from white to red, from red to purple, almost swelling into the color of pig liver. He suddenly withdrew his palm and shouted in anger: "...Oriental Viscount, you are disrespectful to the 'Supreme God'! It's an insult! It's blasphemy!"

Jing Hua looked calm and nodded slightly, "Yes! There is a proverb from Oriental people, which roughly means that if you are shameless, we can all step on the ground. Of course, this is only for you and has nothing to do with the 'third prince'..."

Ferstein stood there, feeling extremely regretful. He was used to being in the "Shenluo Empire". He did not want the "Bauhinia Empire" to be very different in customs, and the religion and royal signs were useless, and he was pushed back by a viscount.

The Paladin was willing to turn against each other on the spot, but the strength of the people was there. Unless more than 30 people came, there was no chance of winning. This is the "Jiguang Temple". If you want to say that there are many people and many powers, Buddhism has an absolute advantage.

"well......."

Felsten thought repeatedly and could not think of any countermeasures. He could only throw the silver ingot to the ground, say two words "good", and leave with the others in shame.

"Hahaha......"

"Look at what they look like..."

The monks and nobles were joking and mocking behind them, and they satirized the messengers of the "New God Cult". Felsten clenched his fists and almost bit his lips.

Today, the culprit of the failure and humiliation of the "Divine Cult" is the viscount named "Dongfangwu". After returning, you must report to the captain, include the Dongfang family as heresy, and kill them with all your strength.

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