My Doomsday Territory

Anhu City, there is a building that covers an active area-Awakening Martial Arts Museum-although the name is popular, the word "awakening" is one of the most popular nouns at present, ordinary companies want to register these two words, they can not register .

Awakening Martial Arts is attached to the outer gate of Xianmen and is one of the cooperative projects between Xianmen and Anxia military.

On the one hand, train some elite awakeners for the army; on the other hand, give those who fail in the Xianmen assessment an opportunity.

Here you can get a superficial cultivation method. In every stage of the Awakening Martial Arts, there are very few people who stand out and become the inner disciples of Xianmen.

"This is the largest martial arts museum in Anxia? What a disappointment."

A blond man with a lame Anxia language, glanced at the Awakening Martial Arts Museum, his eyes drooping and disdainful.

not far away,

The two security gates of Wuguan fell to the ground and passed out.

There were several students lying on the ground trembling and tumbling, the blond man stepped forward, and the other students stepped back.

"I know that person. I have practiced martial arts in the Awakening Martial Arts Hall for a month. Originally I thought he had a good skill. I didn't expect to be beaten in a face-up. It seems that the practice method of Xianmen is the same."

"The blond man is the bishop of Watanabe, and Zhao Qiang is only a martial arts student. How can this be compared?"

"I heard that the bishops and archbishops of the Du'e gods were promoted in the past month or two. They were originally just ordinary people. After being given the divine power by the god of Du'e, they have the power they have today."

"My aunt's second daughter was studying abroad in Tallinn. I heard that the God of Du'e is treated equally and never pays attention to talent. As long as he believes in the great God of Du'e, he can be given divine power and become a superpower."

"Too, it's too simple. I heard that the awakeners in the 13th inning sometimes have a slight improvement in their strength in one or two years. Although the Xianmen practice is faster, it can't be compared with the deities. Arrived, it should be to preach in Anxia? That would be great!"

"Huh, practice is to be down-to-earth, there is a shortcut... that must be... there must be risks!"

The crowd who strongly supported Xianmen murmured weakly, but they quickly drowned in the crowd.

The bishop of the Douhe Church gave a few punches to the elite students, and the impact on the onlookers was too great-the stronger the immortal gate they had in the past, the more shocked they were at this time-I heard that the bishops The best magic skills are still useless!

Bishop Otto looked around and had a panoramic view of the people around him.

Farther away, there were already awakeners and troops from the thirteenth bureau of Anxia. They hurried over. On the high-rise building at the end of the street, the flash of the sniper rifle sight could also be seen.

He didn't care.

The deterrent effect of all the firearms in his eyes is almost zero.

This is the city center, surrounded by people, with the virtue of An Xia country, without the courage to provoke fighting.Anxia’s official action to prevent missionary work is very funny. If you see the power of our Lord, huh...

There was a trace of disdain in the corner of his mouth, and he pointed towards the awakener of the thirteenth inning, pointing away:

"Sacred, weak."

An invisible and qualitative force fell, and the first awakener suddenly froze, as if hungry for three days and three nights, his face was pale, and a staggering, almost fell to the ground.

"Yellow team!"

Some are angry, others are trembling.

I only saw a bishop wearing a blue robe pointing a finger away, as if nothing happened, too weird!

"Come on, Xianmen disciples are here!"

On the other side, the crowd separated, and a dozen or so Xianmen disciples in loose robes walked quickly. When they saw the people lying in the martial arts hall, they frowned.

Then turned to look at several blond men, "Cross the cult?"

"Bold!"

"presumptuous!"

"The blasphemy dies!"

Bishop Otto furiously shot, "Divine art, zero life!"

A more terrifying invisible force hung down, and the air has fluctuated in layers.

The disciples of the open door, visible to the naked eye, had white hair quickly, wrinkles gradually developed on their faces, their bodies rickets a lot, and their breath gradually weakened.

The power of divine power can be lifted by non-area awakening.

The only thing that can fight against divine art is divine art.

Otto sneered, and what he most wanted to see was that the mortals gradually died in pain.

He was also a little surprised that the body's divine power was rapidly consumed, and the speed was several times that of the previous use of "life zero", but the Xianmen disciples were a bit powerful.

It is a pity that they are just mortals, and they... are clergymen!.

At this time, a cold voice sounded.

The girl wearing a white robe at the rear, her plain white fingers spread out, "Purify--"

In an instant,

The "Return to Life" divine spell shrouded in the disciples of Xianmen was broken.

"treatment--"

The gray hair became black and shiny again, and the wrinkles of his face faded, and the five-fold peak breath regained its peak.

"how is this possible!"

Surprised, Otto spoke out the Tallinn language, and then he asked again in crappy Anxia, ​​"What kind of magic do you use?!"

Did not answer him.

At the beginning, the disciples of Xianmen struck forward.

Otto was just an ordinary person before, because of his knowledge, he did not understand the spell, or even the existence of the spell.

Think divine supremacy.

Although it is wrong, it is not all wrong.

In the awakening stage, or the stage of fighting with fists and feet, mastering the magician has a great advantage. Only those with special abilities can deal with it. Or, it must be a awakening person with complete inheritance.

"The magic, weak!"

"Divine Skill, Holy Spear Skill!"

The disciples of Xianmen were vigilant, their internal sources of energy operated according to a certain route, and a thin film of light appeared on the surface of the body.

Hum--

The light film was broken, and the weak magic was also offset.

The holy spear came from behind, with its own tracking, and the white sword on the sword of the Xianmen disciple shone and cut!

boom!

The bright white spear was broken, and the immortal disciples' momentum was not diminished, and they went straight to the Bishop of Ecuador.

Seeing that the daggers were getting closer, Otov panicked.

The only few times he had any combat experience, he also relied on the magic to crush it. Once he evened his opponents, he was busy with his hands and feet, and the magic could not be used.

Along with Otov, there are also four bishops and one archbishop.

Several people shot together, and the power of the body spread.

"Divine art, evil spirits!"

As soon as the archbishop shot, the surrounding air seemed to be squeezed, like a pair of big hands pushing down violently.

The car in the middle seemed to be hit by an invisible sledgehammer, and the whole car body sunk.

The awakened person seen on TV is nothing more than the speed of ordinary people. The people around have seen such a weird scene, and they have stepped back and forth.

The disciples supported by Xianmen had scalp numbness and could only flash to both sides.

"Water Shield!"

"Water Dragon Tour!"

"Water cell!"

Cao Xinghua's fingers change, and the source of energy seeps from the fingertips, one after another as if the spells were used without any interval.

The invisible hand collided with the huge water shield in the air, blasted countless drops of water, the water mist filled, covering the eyes, the invisible wind pressure spread around, and the ordinary people who had retreated to the distance, as if they were cut wheat Brush down.

The diffuse water mist gathered into a water dragon, snarling towards the archbishop.

The archbishop's complexion changed slightly, and the divine power turned into two shields to guard beside him, but he saw that the water dragon separated from the two sides and turned into five.

The four water dragons knocked down the other four bishops, and the last water dragon turned into a water cell from top to bottom, trapping the archbishop in it, gurgling the water, and emitting sharp water spurs, bypassing the magic shield and reaching the archbishop. Neck, heart, arm, etc.

In the instant confrontation, his third divine art has not been used yet, and he has been restrained.