Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

In the face of Su Shen's mental control, the guards were confused at the same time, and some people's eyes were still struggling.

This is not because their will is stronger than Yu Ruxiang's, but because of the simultaneous control of more than 30 guards, it is also a huge drain for Su Shen. Even with Su Shen's spiritual strength, he feels a huge burden, and in some respects it is inevitable to lose each other.

At this moment, more than thirty guardians instinctively resisted Su Shen's control of the mind, especially the octave artist and the samurai chief, who were extremely resistant.

Su Shen's mental power drained quickly. There were several more people with signs of losing control. He frowned and said: "Kill! ”

While speaking, several nearby guards have been pointed at.

Yu Ruxiang had already rushed out, and even killed the tenth guard. Su Shen did not say: "Yes! ”

Yu Ruxiang, stop.

Ten control targets were reduced, and Su Shen's pressure immediately eased a lot, excited and finally controlled the rest of the feathers.

“Guard this place, no outsiders allowed in or out.” Su Shen commanded that he had walked towards the statue of the Mother Sky in the Cathedral.

This statue of the Mother Goddess in the Basilica is no more refined and glorious than that majestic maze outside.

Being in it, even the sensing of the source energy will increase, and your mental strength will increase.

This should be a special field effect that would be of great benefit to training. And this is not a place of practice. To practice, you must come here to worship, to be an encouragement to the devout, and to inspire faith in the Mother God.

Well, to put it simply, it's good to believe in God.

But just that, naturally, Su Shen cannot be bought, and instead of believing in God, he even blasphemed.

At this moment, before the statue of the Mother Sky, Su Shen had seen the feather of God, which was inserted in the circle feather of the statue of the female eagle, one of which was golden in colour, with a distinctive glow, and was known at a glance as the feather of God.

Under the illumination of this mother statue, it does not need to be sealed, but rather absorbs divine power and emits a glow of immensity.

Su Shen was about to go up and fetch it. Yu Ruxiang had already said: “You can't take it directly. You need to kneel in piety, recite the prayer, and wait for Yu to fall. ”

“Devout on your knees, waiting for your feathers to fall?” Su Shen Yi Luan, is this the way the feathers of the gods seek God's wings?

He did not directly deny that things like this, if they existed, naturally had his reasons. The question is, does he have that condition to do it?

I am not a devout feather god believer. If this feather god is truly spiritual, it would probably be useless to kneel.

As for these feathers...

It is hard to say whether they are still followers of the feather god or not if they are under their control.

But Su Shen said: “Try it. ”

Yu Ruxiang walked over and knelt down at the statue of the feather god, reading words in his mouth.

But Su Shen could see that Yu Ruxiang, who was under control of the divine wisdom, had no piety at this time, only the stereotype of the execution of the order.

Normally, once this divine prayer has begun, the Divine Feather will soon fall.

But at this moment, as Ryuka Yu reads, the statue of the feather god is just a little quiet.

Su Shen shook his head: “Don't read it, it seems useless. ”

He walked over and reached straight for the wings of the god.

However, at the moment when he grabbed the wings of God, he saw the statue of the feathers shining brightly. The woman on the eagle actually turned around and looked at Su Shen. She whispered: “Bold maniac, dare to steal the gods, desecrate the majesty of God! ”

As the sound burst out, Su Shen felt that his mind had been struck by something. The whole person was instantly caught in a spin. The sea of knowledge was filled with holy light and could not tolerate anything else.

“Ah!” Su Shen shouted with his head.

At the same time, the samurai of the sacrament, who were controlled by Su Shen, also woke up.

These people are not supposed to be in a coma, but the mind is controlled, and they know what's going on as soon as they wake up. When he thought that he was under control to betray the divine religion, he became angry and shook his hand at Su Sin.

At the same time, Su Shen shouted to inspire all his power.

It's just that this power doesn't go toward the guards, it goes toward the statue in front of them.

A spiritual prick that gathered all his will formed and stabbed at the statue.

Spiritual stabbing was only effective for life. It should not have any effect on the stone statue of the mud carved wood, but at this moment the sinking spiritual stabbing rushed out, but the mother goddess trembled, and the eagle's skull cracked a slight gap.

Su Shen had been freed from the power of the prison god. “You are not a god! ”

When he punched out, he bombarded the statue of the mother, and he heard it snap, and the statue of the mother had exploded.

Just as the statue of the goddess exploded, several treasures emerged from the statue.

“This is…” Su Shen was also stunned.

The core treasure trove of Hanshin?

Turns out it's hidden in the statue of the Mother.

Su Shenhaha smiled and the air tentacles swept out.

“The statue!” All the guards were foolish at the time.

The statue of the goddess they've been sacrificing for so many years, it just broke? It's gone?

Then the samurai chief reacted first: "Protect the sacred things! ”

The statue is gone, but the sacred object is still there, anyway.

“Kill the thief!” The octave artist also reacted.

“No, capture him alive!” Ryuka also woke up.

“On your own? Keep yourself safe.” Su Shen Ching Hum.

The Optical Stream Light Field has been used up.

This Cuiyu family's signature masterpiece, though not of a high grade, is quite useful to use, and in Su Shen's hands it has never been more powerful. All guards feel weighted and hard to move at the same time.

In fact, this is not only a field of flowing light, but also contains the space, under the dual action, gravity multiplied, the immediate confinement of those feathers die.

The octave artist was shocked to have released a holy light dispersion, which was used to counter most of the ongoing controlled arts.

With his strength, the flow field could have been easily dispersed.

Unfortunately, the opponent he faced was Su Shen, and the dissipation of the holy light only slightly diminished the effect of the flow field and could not be completely dissipated.

Fortunately, there was also Yu Ruxiang, the archbishop on duty, who shook a death shock, pointing directly at Su Shen.

Eight-ring Olympic death shock, there is a certain probability of death after hitting the opponent, and the specific probability depends on the will of the opponent.

She also said in the last second that she wanted to catch him alive, and the next second she left the killer. To be honest, she realized that her opponent was far more powerful than she imagined, so she couldn't even say hello and changed her mind.

Unfortunately, Su Shen's will went far beyond imagination and the success rate of the death shock was negligible.

Even so, Su Shen did not let the shock of death touch him.

He dodged one by one, while at the same time being used by an aortic surgery, but this time it was an electromagnetic thunderstorm, a wide spectrum of lightning brightness swept the whole field, spare these guards are the elite of Yu Shinto, also bombarded full of scorched black, severely traumatized, some weaker strength died on the spot.

“Bastard... die! ”

The samurai chief had rushed over against the flowing light field, and the blade in his hand struck Su Shen with a knife.

Seeing this knife, Su Shenzhen rejoiced.

That's the Golden Blade.

Powerful blades of war exert their power beyond rank, and the samurai chief can see that he has fed a lot of resources.

“Nice, perfect for replenishing my gorgeous blade.” Su Shen waved his counterhand sword.

Liquid Gold Blade Convection Gold Blade.

The samurai's long-lived Golden Blade was cut off almost without suspension and then absorbed by Su Shen's most unsolicited efforts.

The samurai grew up in horror, and he never thought that the gap between the Golden Blades could be so great. You know, this battle absorption is no longer as simple as a golden blade, but involves deeper understanding and application.

Yet this is Su Shen.

He can't, but as long as it's something he's mastered, it's absolutely out of reach.

Today, although he is a human race, as the culminating master of the Nine Rings, he is proficient in four faculties and can be said to have surpassed his strength in the national system in the field of the arts.

Of course, the fundamentals are the exact opposite, and Su Shen's years of purposeful research are not in vain.

At this moment, while crushing the opponent's blade and absorbing it by hand, the wings behind Su Shen have stretched out a hurricane while scratching the crowd.

Numerous wind knives have whistled and scratched.

These wind blades, though powerful, are appalling in number.

The scariest one is the large number of cyclones in the middle, throwing people directly into the air, followed by a large group of wind blades washing past.

A guardian could not escape and was cut directly into rags by the endless blades, dying instantly.

“Bastard!” Ryuka screamed.

She stepped over and raised her whole body to shine: “This is the land of God, how can you be so blasphemous! ”

“Just a god of your feathers.” Su Shen replied indifferently, and a four-sided phase had appeared behind him.

At this stage, Su Shen no longer had to hide his identity from swinging the golden battle blade. Shaking the light environment combined with the strength of Nine Rings Olympic technology, he has risen up to kill the wind and dust.

“What? Are you... human?” Ruxiang Yu was stunned.

She had already hated Cuiyu's blank marks, but when she heard Su Shen's words, she finally realized what was going on.

“That's right, so now you can stop talking nonsense?” Su Shen hey hey smile.

The Golden Blade is swinging again, easily tearing apart a guard's body.

Knowing each other's ethnic identities, Yu Ruxiang knows that this battle is no longer unfortunate.

She raised her head and shouted, "Bless me, O great God! ”

A divine light emerged from the shattered statue and rushed towards Yu Ruxiang.

But at this moment when the light of God was going to touch Yu Ruxiang's body, Su Shen single-handedly grabbed it and actually grabbed it in his hand.

“How?” Ryuka and others were stunned.

“The gods?” Su Shen has said hey: “I don't know if God exists, but at least this power... doesn't belong to God! ”

He pinched the believer, and the light broke in his hand.

The Golden Blade swung again, bringing up a bloody glow.