Chapter 624: Holy Spear Penetrates the World

Boyantu narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing the messages coming from all directions.

He could sense that someone was hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate him.

But he could not detect the specific location, and he thought that those who could bring him a sense of crisis would not be easy to deal with.

His face was neither happy nor sad, and he murmured softly: "The stinky monk is smart. Although the enemy chief is extraordinary, there is only one. The remaining practitioners from the west are not easy to deal with."

Moreover, even if he solved all the enemies, in Yesen's eyes, it might not be as effective as the stinky monk solving one enemy chief.

In addition, the foreign general who took the fortune of all dragons and had dragon spirit, his flesh, blood, bones, and even soul were all excellent materials for refining weapons.

These old things who came down from the Great Snow Mountain, that petty family spirit, really can't be covered up.

"It's a pity, I don't think you can subdue the black dragon."

Boyantu's expression was calm, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone. Dragon energy naturally has a restraining effect on magic, otherwise he would have captured the Ming emperor long ago.

That Sangjie thought that he could restrain dragon energy by having a human bone magic weapon made of the remains of the Song emperor. It was really ridiculous.

As for the foreign general, although the dragon energy he possessed was weak, it was only possessed by the orthodox dynasty of the Central Plains.

Boyantu Shaman did not take the initiative to attack, but just silently waited for the enemy to take the first move.

Boyan Temur was frightened by his momentum and did not dare to urge the great shaman to fight for a while. After all, the task he received was just to stop the foreign cavalry. As long as the main force led by Master Yesen defeated the Ming army, everything would be a foregone conclusion.

The first one to fight was Veneto.

The biggest feature of Veneto is that he is thick-skinned and tough. As long as he is not killed instantly, he can become more and more courageous. It is most appropriate for him to test the opponent's level.

"What an evil creature."

Boyantu snorted coldly. He saw Veneto's true form at a glance. It was a giant wolf demon. The clouds in the sky suddenly seemed to be boiling.

"Thunder!"

A series of arcs began to crackle in the clouds.

Boyantu's white clothes were bulging, either because of the wind or the mana in his body. His eyes were clear, like the god of thunder in the sky.

A thick lightning bolt struck down. Veneto felt a great warning in his heart, but the speed of the lightning was so fast that he didn't even have time to transform into a werewolf before he was struck by the lightning. He and his horse turned into charcoal.

Hans was sweating coldly watching from behind.

If it were him, he would definitely be struck to death.

He and Veneto are both five-star, but their level is only five-star level 70. Compared with Jeanna and Cherinina, who are at the second level, they are too far behind. As the enemies he faces become stronger and stronger, he gradually feels powerless.

Fortunately, Veneto has a strong vitality. His carbonized body is still growing new flesh and blood rapidly. However, he should be more courageous with each battle, but he feels that his recovery ability is suppressed to an extremely low level by the thunder power that contains the evil-breaking power. In a short period of time, let alone fighting again, it is difficult to even get up.

In the clouds, the arcs are still flickering.

Jeanna looked a little stern. She thought that the dark Eastern priest stepping on the elephant was already a very difficult enemy, but she never thought that this shaman in white clothes was even more powerful than her.

Boom!

Thunder and lightning started again.

This lightning, which seemed to consume extremely terrifying energy, actually struck two at the same time. One hit Veneto, who was slowly recovering, and the other struck a scarlet figure in the shadow beside Veneto.

Kurs, who had intended to rescue Veneto, turned into countless blood-colored bats and fled at a high speed.

However, a lightning struck again, turning into countless scattered arcs, sweeping away all the blood-colored bats.

Fringilla's expression cooled down, a pair of small fangs protruded from her lips, and her scarlet eyes were filled with murderous intent: "This old thing, when he strikes people, doesn't he consume energy?"

Kurs was the person closest to her besides Losa. If she hadn't known that the death here was just a false death and didn't count, she would have been unable to suppress the murderous intent in her heart and wanted to rush out to fight the shaman.

"Such a powerful spell, but he used it so lightly"

Jeanna, who was in charge of the overall situation, frowned.

Prajna reminded: "Something is wrong. He seems to be in a state of harmony with heaven and earth."

"Hedao?"

Jeanna thought.

At this time.

Behind Boyantu, a girl in a blue windbreaker suddenly showed up, with two swords with a blue luster, and slashed at his back with a terrifying sword energy that seemed to be able to split the space.

This sword was brewing for a long time, and the sword intent in it made every Tatar cavalryman who was a little closer feel the hair stand up, as if their necks were about to be cut off.

Boyantu didn't care, and slammed the ground hard. The soil formed a barrier, perfectly blocking Cherinina's surprise attack.

The golden law shackles fell from the sky.

Boyantu still responded immediately.

"The wind is coming!"

A heavy sense of oppression descended upon Lavinia. The wind, which was originally invisible and shapeless, condensed into a cage, wrapping Lavinia inside. In the cage, the storm surged, rolling up the earth and rocks like sharp blades. An ordinary person would be minced into pulp in an instant.

Miss Judge could only try to hold up the thorny armor and resist with difficulty.

Before she became elite, her weakening decree had a good effect, but now she was attacked and could not maintain it, so the weakening on Boyantu was eliminated.

"I understand!"

Jeanna suddenly said.

She jumped up and flew into the open space where the two armies were facing each other like a cannonball.

The golden glow penetrated the clouds, and the dazzling golden knight raised the golden light column falling from the sky, and the shining sacred spear in her hand shone with golden light.

She did not throw the gun that was sure to hit, but raised it high and stabbed it hard into the ground under her feet.

At this moment, it seemed as if some invisible shackles were cut off.

The hostility between heaven and earth that seemed to penetrate everywhere and everywhere also dissipated.

Jeanna's eyes were golden, and the sacred golden flames turned into four wings behind her: "The world is ruthless, but you have borrowed some of the power by some means. As long as the connection between you is broken, what else can you do?"

The shaman's eyes recovered from the white mist, and his calm face showed anger for the first time. He was not a hermit who had no desires or demands: "The divine object of the Western Land, are you one of those cross-religious people?"

"Old thing, have you been distracted for too long?"

The illusory blood-colored shadow appeared above the shaman's head.

The majestic power of the sea of ​​blood turned into a huge crystal sword with countless blood-colored debris on the edge of the blood clan girl who spread her huge bat wings, and chopped it down fiercely on the shaman's head. Before the sword arrived, blood overflowed from the mouth and nose of Boyantu Shaman.

"How dare you, you evil spirit!"

The eagle feather crown on Bayantu's head immediately flapped its wings and flew up, turning into an unimaginable giant eagle, making a sharp hiss and crashing into the giant sword in Fulin's hand. The crystal giant sword that could rob people of their blood and even their lives smashed on the giant eagle, and a series of fragments emerged.

This giant eagle, the most masculine and the most powerful, actually has an extremely powerful power to destroy evil!

A loud eagle cry sounded.

The eagle's sharp beak, like a steel spear, pecked at Fulin like lightning, and a scornful smile flashed across her face: "Old Biden, come with me to the sea of ​​blood."