Sage Emperor

Chapter 1390 Light Legion

In the God forbidden zone, too ancient angels are basically difficult to kill. Unless they have the ability to refine, even if they become dust, they will penetrate the ground, rest, regroup their bodies, and in the depths of the ground, no one knows what is there. This is the mystery of the ancient dominant barracks, not something that a few late Supreme Gods could understand.

Domination is a half-step, unparalleled realm, and the late Supreme God and he are far from it.

So, these four great masters are in a tough war.

The ancient angels who laid heaven and earth everywhere showed all sorts of magic, qigong, combined with the energy blockade in the forbidden area of God, to kill them.

“Damn, if it were out there, I would have killed these pseudo-angels long ago, but unfortunately in the God forbidden zone, our strength would never have been realized and the pseudo-angels would have been reborn.” A woman is angry, she waves the flowers of her dreams, but they are useless, and those false angels are not confused at all, and they have no heart of their own.

“These pseudo-angels are fine, although there are middle-aged masters of the Supreme God, but they are much worse than the ancient angels. Although the ancient angels, all of them were in the early days of the Supreme God, they were united, millions of armies, spiritual will came together, lay the ground, and anyone caught in it would die.” One man said: “These are too ancient angels, no tissue, no spiritual strength will gather together, and the genes of life will vary in size and size to match the invincible masters of the day. ”

“In that case, we join forces, gather our spirits together, put out taboos, central storms, sweep them away completely, even if we can resurrect them, it takes a lot of breathing time, and we can get away. ”

“Okay, that's it. ”

The four ancestors suddenly burst into a whistle, and their mental forces radiated out of their bodies, joining together, forming a storm, suddenly sweeping across the scene.

Knock, knock...

Everywhere they went, the ancient angels turned into dust, and when a vacuum appeared in the sky, even some ancient ghosts vanished into thin air.

“Go!”

Once the central storm succeeded, the four elders finally got away, disappeared without a trace, Yang Qi retreated from the three houses, revealing an incredibly shocking look on his face: “These four elders are really powerful, what kind of central storm came, I was fortunate enough to evade quickly, or else I would have to be caught in it myself, even if I wasn't hanged, I would be seriously injured.

This huge storm does not appear to have dispersed, and many cyclones have spread around.

Among them, a thousand cyclones rushed towards Yankee. Each cyclone was not large, only more than one person was high. But the power roared, and Yankee slapped into a cyclone. The divine force had just come into contact with the cyclone. Between cyclones, a tearing storm erupted, causing his divine power to spread and tear in one breath to reach him.

“Yes!”

Yang Qi was surprised.

He pointed out the divine seal, and suddenly a great deal of energy came together, and time, under his influence, paused. This is the ability of the gods to seal, using the laws in God's restricted area to seal the storm cyclone.

The cyclone against each other is so powerful, so powerful in the God forbidden zone? What if it's somewhere else? You can't tear him apart alive?

Yang Qi acutely felt that the release of this mental power, unique in that it caused the storm to be able to tear so strongly and so uniquely.

Divine power has various kinds of pharmacies released, some are inspired by Qigong, mighty as mountains, mountains fall into the sea, some are released as needle-tipped assassinations, some are sharp flashes, some are tender as water... all this depends on how to use it.

Likewise, spiritual power also has a gateway to release, some spiritual power releases, creating illusions, confusion, some spiritual power, some translating enemies, some spiritual power building materials, combining divine power, some spiritual power is purely naked ways of destruction.

A mindset dissipates, destroys a continent, evaporates an ocean.

Yang Qi's use of spiritual power has also reached a level of purity, no one can reach it, because in the power of Goddess Town, the battle experience of the Gods' imprint, and the use of spiritual power, but because his realm is not enough, many of the applied Farmen are not yet able to carry out.

Now, this “central storm” is a simple release of spiritual power.

Based on tears, purely destructive beings, the methods are ingenious, in which mental forces are arranged, combined, agglomerated, sudden eruptions, all of which are highly moral and academic, which ordinary people simply cannot learn. But Yankee is not a normal person, he imitates super strong and horizontal abilities. By analyzing the cyclone, he can get the gates of the central storm to release the spiritual power, so as to find out the most powerful release means of the power of Goddess Town and the true demon not bad body, enrich his Holy King ten ways, and create a stronger spiritual attack.

"Holy”, "King”, "Lord”, “Superior”, “Emperor”, ”Emperor”, “Monarch”, “God”, “No”, “Male”, one of them, must be pure spiritual attack, this means, has not yet come together.

The cyclone was frozen by seal, and Yankee eyes, countless divine lights were flashing, as if a giant light brain was calculating, analyzing, between moments, the millions of powers he knew were flashing through the depths of his mind.

Together, they analyze, they add their own will, and suddenly, they line up as a new method.

Yang Qi thought of the movement and suddenly his spiritual strength sprayed out, converging into a large and small concentric circle, cutting out a circle of traces on the ground.

This mental force then hit the other cyclone.

pēng pēng pēng pēng pēng pēng pēng...

Between consecutive hits, he erupted a concentric circle that actually raw smashed more than a dozen cyclones before exploding. In addition, his head seemed to have struck a hammer, tearing enemies apart with mental force, is tantamount to a hand-to-hand and human battle. Although simple, fast, rapid, sudden and unprotected, his own spirit is inevitably affected.

Using spiritual force, combined with divine force, is tantamount to taking swords and fighting people.

Divine power, in fact, is a tool, not something that is human in nature, spiritual power is the core of the essence, like human flesh, divine power, is just a tool.

Reaching the realm of the Immortal King, the divine character has disappeared, that is, there is a pure spirit left, entering the realm of "non-ideological but non-ideological”, neither with nor without thought. Between the realm of having thoughts and not having thoughts, that kind of spiritual power has been truly integrated into any universe, any laws, thoughts, whatever the divine character can congeal to form. At this time, any divine power loses the will, purely the battle of the will. In the meantime, thoughts can pass hundreds of millions of divine continents, penetrate the deepest depths of the divine realm, and shoot through the Hell of the number of constant sands.

Yankee is now far from reaching this realm, and in his mind, between the sudden outbreaks, he is able to cross several continents, you can know anything in the continent, but it is basically impossible to cross hundreds of continents.

However, he is now practicing like this, gradually understanding the nature of spiritual power.

He closed his eyes and pondered, in the past, the golden iron horse, the gas swallowed millions of miles, the process of walking all the way, the knowledge of the depth of the sea kept shaking, and finally, he felt himself at the end of the poor road, a tragic blow, the broken cauldron sinking, the jade stone burning, rather than the jade crushing, the fish dead net breaking.

Boom!

Finally, at this moment, his spiritual strength reached the extreme point, and once released, it was as if he had suppressed a long emotion and burst out uncontrollably.

Strong spiritual strength, breaking all cyclones in the void, passing through a temple, the temple broke. dense numb spider web-like cracks.

This temple in the forbidden area of God is so sturdy that it cannot be broken at all. Yeung Qi's pure spiritual strength, tearing apart the exterior of the temple, and its destructive power is astonishing.

“Well, finally, I realized another trick, which is called the end of the hero, with my saint master, the king is invincible, the ruler is frontierless... these tricks come together! I felt that I was one step further on the road to the late stages of infinite will. ”

Yankee will, start evolving.

Only at a later stage of the infinite will can one be promoted to a later stage of the Supreme God.

It is as if, only by promoting the infinite will, harnessing the will, accumulating divine power and degenerating the divine character, can we reach the realm of the Supreme God. The will determines the high and low of the realm. Without the will, it is impossible to improve one's own divinity.

Once again, strength has improved a lot.

This endgame of heroes, the use of spiritual power, grief, misery, loneliness, is the last generous and exhilarating sound of tragedy that erupts when a great Gestapo hero reaches the end of the road.

This move is called Yankee's killer.

He felt that as long as he was in a hurry to pull out the essence of the move, the "Celestial Master” would be seriously injured and lose a large part of his fighting power.

Tracking again.

The four masters kept moving forward and on a tortuous path, Yankee was more transparent about their whereabouts, while the Saint King's consul was splitting, more and more. After tracking for two days, Yankee herself can't remember how much ancient ghost holy light she devoured.

But those too ancient angels, he did not swallow them, because too ancient angels had the complete will to swallow them, causing a great deal of movement. Although he could surrender, the four great experts in front of him were not good.

The number of consuls of the Holy King in that body also rose from 5,000 to 6,000, breaking through again, reaching 7,000….. in fact, it is horror that these consuls of the Holy King, if connected with his spiritual power, can not speculate on how powerful they are to release the "heroic end”.

Finally, after a long follow, when the number of Saint King's consuls split to 8,000, Yankee followed these men outside a huge barracks, abandoned for a long time, like a fortress outside, white and white, made of pure platinum, divine light, but in many broken places, black magic was flowing, not knowing how many fierce wars had broken out.

“The camp of the Light Legion of the Tai Ancient Angels is here! ”

A man stopped and looked incredibly heavy.