boom!

boom!

The three of them fought again.

The light of the divine list around the bodies of the two mysterious men swayed crazily, and was almost shattered by the divine light shrouding Xiao Jiuer's fist.

No matter who wins or loses.

Divine lists and sacred texts are indistinguishable.

Holy Texts focus on attack, while Divine List has stronger defense.

One is the most powerful spear, the other is the strongest shield.

In the competition between spear and shield, it is difficult to determine the winner.

If the fight continues, Xiao Jiuer may be able to take advantage of his zombie body to defeat these two people.

But Han Yang didn't have time to wait any longer.

"Xiaojiu! Come here!"

He called Xiao Jiuer's name again.

This sound made the two mysterious figures tremble.

Don't let the little zombies pass.

Previously, when the little zombie returned to the Son of Shenzong, she was given the next holy text, which greatly increased her attack power. If she was allowed to pass again, God knows what would happen.

Among the three of Xiao Jiuer, the female sacrificer, and Han Yang, Han Yang is currently the weakest in terms of strength.

But in the eyes of the two mysterious men, Han Yang became the greatest threat at this time.

Seeing the two mysterious men clinging to Xiao Jiuer, Han Yang was forced to laugh out loud.

These two bastards are really looking for death!

"Female Sacrifice."

Han Yang turned around and called again. The female priest looked excited and immediately rushed to Han Yang's side with a look of anticipation on her face.

As a furnace cultivated by Wuliang Mountain, she is more aware of Han Yang's terrifying ability to bestow sacred texts on others.

In her opinion, Han Yang... should become the leader of Shenzong.

All the geniuses of Shenzong are not as good as one hair of the master Han Yang's feet when tied up.

Buzz!

Han Yang nodded and stretched out his fingers one after another.

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

There were three divine inscriptions directly inserted into the forehead of the female sacrificer.

This is the limit that the female priestess can bear at present.

With her current realm and strength, she can only integrate three divine inscriptions at most.

But it's definitely enough.

The moment the divine text entered her body, the female priest immediately felt three huge forces pushing her to the pinnacle of life.

"Could this be the power of holy texts?"

The female priest finally realized why Shenzong paid so much attention to the saints and saints who could fit in with the sacred text.

"Give you ten breaths to kill them."
Chapter completed!