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Chapter 952 Clown (Happy New Year)(2/2)

He realized he had been tricked.

If he was such a weak ant, he would definitely not miss the opportunity to kill the girl.

At this moment, the high priest felt that his energy and blood were beginning to decline, his spiritual power was dark as if contaminated, and a stench emitted from his armpits. At the same time, a twisted figure appeared more than ten meters away.

That figure seemed to be doing some kind of powerful dance, and when it appeared, it was just finishing up.

Then, he bowed towards the yellow-skinned gourd floating in front of him:

"Please baby, turn around."

In an instant, a white light burst out from the gourd's mouth. It had eyebrows and eyes, and was extremely sharp.

With an unstoppable and unavoidable speed, it "pop" nailed the high priest between his eyebrows, and the white light rolled around.

The high priest's eyes were dim and dumbfounded.

The white light billowed, but it did not cut off the head of the high priest.

Even though this peak master consumed a lot of spiritual and physical energy and suffered serious injuries, he still couldn't kill him with one blow.

Seizing this opportunity, the girl turned into lightning, flashed in front of the high priest, and grabbed a thunder blade from the void.

There were flashes of lightning and "puff" sounds, and the head of the high priest flew up first, then his arms and legs separated from his body, and his torso was chopped off from the waist.

The girl who finally learned how to sneak attack recited a solemn decree:

"No self-healing!"

The brassy light flashed away, and the rules were established.

The corpse pieces that were about to re-aggregate instantly lost their activity and fell into the ocean powerlessly.

Zhang Yuanqing escaped from invisibility and shouted at the girl: "Be careful behind you!"

A flash of golden light pierced out from the girl's chest, a sharp arrow.

Golden flames spurted out from the girl's eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ear holes. She stiffened her neck, turned her head, and saw the shining golden high priest behind her.

This high priest who has lost his body, his soul is like an entity, holding the last golden arrow in his hand.

After being hit by arrows three times in a row, the girl's body could no longer hold up. It was quickly charred and melted in the golden light. She looked at the high priest, and a trace of confusion flashed across her young face:

"Why, I, still can't beat you..."

The aura of the high priest was extremely weak, but his soul burst out with powerful momentum and said in a deep voice:

"Of course you can't beat me. Your power comes from sacrifices. They sacrificed essence and blood to the primitive gods. The primitive gods gave birth to you. But do you know the nature of the major divine powers? Do you have step-by-step insights and practice?

Divine power? You are just a fake who gets your power by other means.

"Why can you beat me? In front of a truly strong person, you are just a clown..."

The girl raised her hand with difficulty, used her last strength to gather the thunder ball, and pressed it on the high priest's chest.

boom!

The thunderball that hit the sun exploded, thinning the golden light on the high priest's body, and almost causing his soul to collapse.

The girl's slender body shattered inch by inch, turning into ashes and disappearing into thin air.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing appeared silently behind the high priest, with a miniature sun rising behind his head, a blazing sun mark appearing between his eyebrows, and his body surging with the powerful and pure divine power of the sun.

He raised his right hand high and thrust the golden sword into the high priest's Tianling Cap.

The divine power of the sun exploded in the high priest's body, igniting his soul.

The high priest, who was already a candle in the wind, turned to look at Zhang Yuanqing, his eyes full of shock: "You, you are the heir of the sun?! No, the sun cannot have heirs, you stole the power of the sun

Believers of the evil god..."

In the lingering sound, the high priest disappeared in the golden flames.

Zhang Yuanqing heard the spiritual realm prompt sound in his ears:

[Ding! Congratulations on completing the single-player spiritual realm mission - The Sinking of Paphos Island, number 05, difficulty level S, and the rewards are being settled. 】


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