780: C780 Accident!

C780 Accident!

Accident!

"Sou..." Although he was so excited that tears streamed down his face, Light Cult Pope knew that he should escape as soon as possible. Therefore, a holy light burst out from his body. He wanted to use the same teleportation method as the Eastern cultivator to escape.

Light Cult Pope's strength was equivalent to a Peak of Spirit Separating Stage cultivator. As the saying went, one technique could allow one to know all kinds of techniques. There were three thousand Great Daos, and each of them could lead to Rome. Although the western cultivation method was crude, the ultimate goal was actually to strengthen one's own body. It was different from the cultivation method of Eastern World. The Eastern cultivator could use Blink after reaching the Divinity Stage, and the western magic also had teleportation magic. The divine staff in his hand burst out with a brilliant divine light that wrapped around Light Cult Pope, causing his aura to become erratic. His eyes were filled with excitement, and he was about to break through the void.

"Soon, we'll be able to leave soon."

The casting of magic required time, and if it was interrupted before the casting was successful... Not only would the magic be crippled midway, even the person who cast the magic would also suffer from the backlash and be seriously injured. Thus, the spell of teleportation was about to succeed. Light Cult Pope was so excited that his entire body was trembling.

"As long as I return to the Light Cult, I will enter the Small God Realm and awaken all the powerful warriors of the Light Cult. At that time, I won't be afraid of any powerful enemies." Light Cult Pope said to himself in a low voice.

The true backbone of the Western Light Cult was actually not in this secular world. Instead, it was in the Small God Realm that the Light Cult had opened up, the so-called Small God Realm. It was the legendary Divine Realm in the western world. The people living in this Divine Realm were the previous Light Cult Pope and the other experts of the Light Cult. However, due to the cultivation of the western mages, before they became gods, they could not live as long as the Eastern cultivator did, so they did not dare to move. They could only fall into a deep sleep. It could be said that they were the true foundation of the Light Cult. Only when they were faced with a life and death crisis would they dare to wake them up. Because these experts didn't have much lifespan left, they only had one chance to wake up. If they really awakened, it would be the same as giving them a death sentence.

However, Light Cult Pope was already frightened by Yun Feiyang and the others. He had been thinking about waiting until he returned to the Light Cult. He was going to wake up all the experts who were hiding in the Small God Realm. He wanted them to fight Yun Feiyang and the others, but he had to think of a way to escape.

"Boom..."

However, just as Light Cult Pope was about to merge with the void, all of a sudden, a ray of nine-colored light burst out from the void in front of him. After that, a fist that carried a strong nine-colored light and an incomparably domineering force was thrown out from the void. Caught off guard, Light Cult Pope's fist landed on the holy light on the surface of Light Cult Pope's body.

"Rumble..."

Before Light Cult Pope's surprised eyes could fade away, they froze in an instant. He felt a powerful force striking his body and instantly shattered the holy light on his body. * Hong Long...... * Even the defensive treasure robe he was wearing didn't have the time to unleash its full power. It only unleashed its own force to block the fist. However, this punch was prepared by Hsiang Yang, although it wasn't as powerful as the previous punch. It was accompanied by a huge explosion. The defensive power of the golden robe that had been blocking Hsiang Yang for a long time was instantly shattered. After that, the tyrannical nine-colored Fist Force didn't slow down at all. It struck Light Cult Pope's body, sending him flying towards where Yun Feiyang was.

"Puff..."

"Argh......" This time, the attack was completely caught off guard and there was no room for negotiation. Light Cult Pope was struck dumb. Furthermore, almost all of the defensive treasures on his body had been shattered by Hsiang Yang just now. After the punch was thrown out, more than half of the force landed on Light Cult Pope's body. As he was sent flying, he spurted out a mouthful of blood as if it was free. Besides, he was casting a spell just now. However, he was interrupted by Hsiang Yang. The backlash he received was not to be underestimated. This was not a physical backlash, but a direct effect on his mind. At this moment, Light Cult Pope felt a splitting headache. He howled in pain. His face was pale, and his breath became weak.

"If you run away in front of Master, how will Master survive in this world in the future?" When Light Cult Pope was sent flying, in the void in front of him... The fist that was glowing with nine colors was retracted, followed by a rumbling sound. A human figure with a nine-colored light all over his body and an incomparably domineering aura slowly walked out. Wasn't it Hsiang Yang?

Hsiang Yang had gone through hundreds of battles. How could he not know that Light Cult Pope would take the opportunity to escape? However, he was able to use the 'Close, Yet Worlds Apart' ability. Hsiang Yang, who had been prepared for this, immediately used the 'Imminent Skyline' skill to stop Light Cult Pope from escaping to the west. He even knocked Light Cult Pope down the cliff from his excitement.

"You want to use Blink to escape? That's wishful thinking. Even if the big shots of the Dao Gate were here, they wouldn't be able to use such a technique to escape from this world... Eh, that's not right. How can you still use such a powerful force? "

All of a sudden, Hsiang Yang let out a cry of surprise. He looked at Light Cult Pope with an expression of disbelief. Didn't they say that those old Golden Core Stage and above experts would be suppressed by the force of the heavens and earth? Light Cult Pope's strength was comparable to a Peak of Spirit Separating Stage expert, so how could he exert his peak strength?

"Could it be that the will of heaven and earth only suppresses the Eastern cultivator, but not the Western experts?" Hsiang Yang suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Yun Feiyang. He recalled what Yun Feiyang had said. Because Golden Core and Nascent Infant contained the rules of the Heavens and Earth, experts above the Golden Core Stage would be directly suppressed by the will of the Heavens and Earth. As an ancient Qi Practitioner, he didn't condense his Golden Core. To be able to do whatever you want.

Western cultivators could not cultivate a Golden Core or a Nascent Infant either. Didn't that mean that the will of the heavens and earth would not suppress their strength?

"Under normal circumstances, regardless of whether they are Eastern or Western cultivators... Anyone who had reached the Golden Core Stage would have their cultivation suppressed. However, I don't have the time to meddle in the affairs of a powerful enemy. "

Right at this moment, the mysterious message of the will of the Heavens and Earth was transmitted to Hsiang Yang's heart. Hsiang Yang's facial expression changed dramatically after hearing the message. Didn't this mean that no matter if it was the experts from the east or west, their strength wouldn't be suppressed? It was just that these experts hadn't discovered it yet. When they found this loophole, when experts entered the secular world, it would cause an unimaginable impact to this world.

"Forget it, the sky will fall with the tall ones supporting it. Not to mention that the will of heaven and earth has already completely awakened and can communicate with me. If there's anything, it will bear it. What does it have to do with me? I have to eliminate this Light Cult Pope first. " After that, Hsiang Yang looked at Light Cult Pope with a fierce look in his eyes. He had the determination to kill Light Cult Pope. He would wait until he had killed Light Cult Pope.

"What a pity. This old bastard is too strong. My first punch can unleash an attack comparable to a Peak of Spirit Separating Stage, or perhaps even stronger. However, that's only because Light Cult Pope doesn't know the profoundness of my 'Myriad Spirit Saint Body'. I was still stupidly using a large-scale attack, allowing me to absorb all of this energy with the 'Seizing' character in my 'Myriad Spirit Sacred Body' and launch a counterattack. This caused the punch to explode with an even greater power than Light Cult Pope's. However... It was almost impossible for him to have such a powerful attack next."

Although Light Cult Pope was sent flying away while coughing out blood, his life wasn't in any real danger. Hsiang Yang sighed and smiled helplessly. His first punch was indeed incomparably fierce. The strength that erupted from his punch was comparable to the full strength of a Peak of Spirit Separating Stage warrior. However, that wasn't his own strength, it was just the force that he had absorbed and made use of Light Cult Pope's strength. His own strength was far from that level.

"However, this is good as well. Now is the time to truly test my strength."

After that, Hsiang Yang looked at Light Cult Pope who was sent flying by his punch. He no longer bothered about the problem of his own strength. Instead, his face carried a cruel killing intent. With a flash, he disappeared from where he stood.

"Rumble..."

At the same time, Light Cult Pope was flying in the direction of Yun Feiyang. The emotions in his heart had fallen to the bottom of the valley. Initially, he thought that he was very close to the Western Light Cult. He only needed to cast a top magic, Instant Transportation, and he would be able to reach it. He did not expect that. Another fist pierced through the void and landed on his body.

Although this fist was not as powerful as the previous one, however... Light Cult Pope himself didn't have as many layers of defense as the previous punch. Furthermore... Caught off guard, the punch landed on his body. Although more than half of the force was blocked by the Holy Garment on his body, however... Light Cult Pope was only a mage with a very weak body in the western cultivation system. Even though he had been weakened by the Holy Garment, it was still enough to cause great damage to his physical body. In addition to the backlash from his magic being interrupted, Light Cult Pope's Primordial Spirit was also seriously injured. In a moment, his strength had fallen to the bottom of the valley.

"Damn it, how could this be? How could he rush out of the void so quickly? He must have planned everything out long ago, just waiting for me to jump in. Damn it, that kid is really too hateful."0

Light Cult Pope felt aggrieved in his heart. As the number one man in the west... He possessed the strength comparable to an ordinary Peak of Spirit Separating Stage in the east, and was unparalleled in the west. But now, he was beaten so badly by a junior.

"Aaaaaaah..."

The desperation made Light Cult Pope almost go crazy. His white hair was hanging loosely on his shoulders, as if he was going crazy.

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