The metal storm lasted for less than two seconds before the shimmering sword light began to ripple again.
The silent and clear sword light purified the world in an instant.
The noisy gunfire and the violent storm of metal suddenly quieted down.
Gao Xuan, wearing a dark blue military uniform, walked out of the smoke with his scabbard in hand and his head held high.
Gao Xuan had his eyes closed, but he casually brushed his shoulders and collar towards the camera, then continued walking forward.
Meng Lu saw clearly that there was not a speck of dust on Gao Xuan's body.
The other party's attitude is not only showing off, but also a demonstration.
Meng Lu couldn't help but look at Guo Zhengjun. He couldn't even kill Gao Xuan, so what should he do now
"fine."
Guo Zhengjun was very calm. He sat in the chair without moving at all.
There are many cameras installed in the underground palace. No matter where Gao Xuan goes, he can be seen through the light screen.
The intricate Lingjian Underground Palace has a total construction area of more than ten square kilometers. Moreover, the underground palace is divided into five floors.
It is also because there is a huge natural cave underground that such a huge complex can be built.
Meng Lu only knew a few of the most important passages in the underground palace. If he didn't take the main road, he would get lost.
But Gao Xuan could always find the right path in the underground palace, and he was seen walking all the way towards Xuanling Palace.
Guo Zhengjun also sent some people to stop them, using poison gas, electric nets and many other attacks, but none of them worked.
It took Gao Xuan less than thirty minutes to arrive at the gate of Xuanling Palace.
Meng Lu was a little panicked. He looked at Guo Zhengjun and thought it was still not too late to leave.
"The entire hall is made of titanium steel mixed with flowing silver, red steel and other materials, and it has also been blessed by the Lord's divine power. It won't be easy for the other party to force their way in."
Guo Zhengjun consoled him, "Don't panic. If he really has a way to break the door, we can still leave in time."
The silver gate is not only thick, but also has hundreds of strange runes carved on its surface.
Gao Xuan also noticed that this hall contained some kind of powerful spiritual power of red eyes.
Although this spiritual power cannot surpass the level of Purple Dragon Star Source Force, it has changed the physical properties of the hall.
It is not easy to break the door by force.
Gao Xuan looked at the Hongyi Sword. It must be said that the alien god Red Eye was quite powerful. He made a powerful sword for him.
The sharpness is terrifying, and it is almost effortless to cut ordinary objects. It is not very difficult to cut super metals like titanium steel.
The essence of water not only makes the sword sharper, but also provides weight variation. When a sword is heavy enough, its power increases linearly. This is how it can be indestructible.
Even a one-meter-thick metal door can be chopped into pieces.
If it were the God-Slaying Sword, it would be impossible.
After actual combat testing, Gao Xuan was extremely satisfied with the Hongyi Sword. The God-Slaying Sword was a ray of divine light, which was intangible and intangible.
The Sword of God-Slaying can kill gods, but it cannot be used to cut real matter.
The Hongyi Sword made up for this shortcoming. Moreover, the Hongyi Sword has great potential. When it grows up, its power will be even more terrifying.
The God-Slaying Sword is virtual, while the Hongyi Sword is real. One is virtual and the other is real, but they can make up for each other's shortcomings.
Gao Xuan was thinking about it when he suddenly felt a warning sign. He immediately retreated on his sword without hesitation.
The Hongyi Sword cut a passage in the void, breaking through the air resistance. Gao Xuan followed behind, bursting at the extreme speed.
As Gao Xuan stepped back, a blazing flame erupted in front of the silver hall's door.
The red-gold flames suddenly expanded, and the high temperature of over 100,000 degrees not only instantly sucked out all the oxygen, but also burned all kinds of nearby substances into ashes.
The Xuanling Palace turned red in the flames and seemed to be melting.
The hall, which was forged from special metal, was in such a state, and the people inside it were even more uncomfortable.
The loss of oxygen is not a big deal. The most terrifying thing is the horrific high temperature, which can burn people into jerky.
The Xuanling Palace was very large, and there were many servants inside, including some of Guo Zhengjun's beautiful attendants, etc. These people could not withstand the high temperature and died on the spot.
Even Meng Lu felt hot all over, and large patches of his long hair were burnt.
Fortunately, the priest robe on his body was blessed with divine power. Although the evil god disappeared, this strange power had not dissipated.
The priest's robe blocked most of the heat, so Meng Lu could barely sit still.
The twelve sword guards surrounding Guo Zhengjun all had red faces and ears, and looked in a very bad state.
Only Guo Zhengjun was the most calm. His golden robe glowed slightly, easily resisting the high temperature.
Guo Zhengjun's face did not look very good. His long sword-like eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes, which were as bright as stars, were also a little dark and gloomy.
The final ambush with the fuel-air bomb actually failed.
You must know that the fuel-air bomb has been blessed by the evil god and is covered by the evil god's aura. It is impossible for any master to sense the danger in advance.
Ten fuel-air bombs are arranged in sequence, and the intense high temperature released instantly can kill the Golden Sword Master.
As a result, just when the fuel-air bomb exploded, Gao Xuan retreated in advance.
In just a few tenths of a second, Gao Xuan had already left the core area of the fuel-air bomb.
All the video cameras were destroyed by the high temperature, and Guo Zhengjun didn't know Gao Xuan's condition. But he was sure that Gao Xuan was not dead.
Things are getting a bit troublesome!
Guo Zhengjun's eyes fell on Meng Lu and he said, "Xiao Meng, things are getting complicated now. I can only ask you to help Master."
Meng Lu resisted the discomfort and stood up and bowed: "Disciple is willing to serve the master."
"Well, you are worthy of being my favorite disciple."
Guo Zhengjun praised him, then he casually drew out his beheading sword and stabbed it into Meng Lu's forehead.
Guo Zhengjun's sword was not fast, but it was extremely strange and erratic.
Meng Lu watched helplessly, unable to avoid the sword.
Meng Lu, who was pierced by the sword, felt extremely painful, and his eyes were filled with horror and anger.
He didn't understand why Guo Zhengjun wanted to kill him
At this critical moment, shouldn't we all unite to resist the powerful enemy
Guo Zhengjun said apologetically: "If there is a way, I don't want to kill you. But at this point, there is no choice."
He patiently explained to Meng Lu: "All of you priests who have received the power granted by the Lord God have retained some of the divine power. My sword of sin-slaying can gather all the divine power together."
Guo Zhengjun sighed and said, "Gao Xuan is too strong. I have no choice but to kill you and sacrifice your sword."
Meng Lu's eyes quickly blurred. It didn't matter whether he heard it or not.
There was also a hint of deep red on the green sword of punishment.
Guo Zhengjun drew out the sword of beheading, and with a casual wave of his hand, the heads of the twelve sword guards were chopped off by the sword.
The minds of the Twelve Sword Guards had long been controlled by Guo Zhengjun, and they were unable to react at all.
After killing thirteen people in a row, the blood on the sword became even darker.
The half-red and half-green sword blade also has a sense of mystery.
Guo Zhengjun looked at his own shadow on the sword's spine, his red eyes gleaming with flames that were indescribably weird.
He sighed faintly: "It's not enough..."
Guo Zhengjun raised the sword of beheading and slashed at the statue above again.
The Sin-Slaying Sword was blessed by the power of the evil god and absorbed the seeds of power from Meng Lu and others. These seeds of power had become very powerful after being cultivated by Meng Lu and others.
The Sin-Beheading Sword was now extremely sharp. With a slight swing, the statue broke into pieces.
The statue, made of flowing silver, red steel and black copper, has been there for a hundred years. Every time the evil god descends, he leaves a trace of his divine power here.
After accumulating so much, this statue has a lot of divine power. Of course, it can't be wasted.
Guo Zhengjun looked at the slightly reddish Sin-Slaying Sword. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that the Sin-Slaying Sword still couldn't break through its current level after absorbing so much divine power.
Gao Xuan is too strong. Only when the Sword of Sin is upgraded to a higher level can Gao Xuan be killed.
If Guo Zhengjun was a hundred years younger, he would not fight Gao Xuan desperately. Anyway, he has countless followers, so he can just slowly grind with Gao Xuan. Let's see how many people Gao Xuan can kill.
But now it was impossible, he only had one year left to live. If Gao Xuan was not killed quickly, he would surely die.
Of course, killing Gao Xuan might be useless, but this is the only way to survive.
For this, Guo Zhengjun spared no effort. Everyone else was going to die, so the organization, the followers, and the wealth were all meaningless.
Only when he is alive does everything make sense.
Guo Zhengjun made up his mind when he thought about it, and he walked into the special passage of the side hall.
The sealed vacuum glass pipe can eject the closed cockpit at high speed. Under the control of the optical computer, Guo Zhengjun arrived at the Spirit Sword Temple in Qingyun City at the fastest speed.
This Spirit Sword Temple is the iconic building of the Spirit Sword Society. The temple soars into the sky and is more than a thousand meters high.
The outer layer of the temple is coated with a layer of blue metal, and it looks like a divine sword pointing straight to the sky.
The dome of the main hall of the temple is more than two hundred meters high, and a statue of the god is enshrined in front.
The statue was dressed in gorgeous robes, its face was blurry except for a pair of red eyes that flashed a strange red light.
At this moment, thousands of priests gathered in the main hall, including more than ten green-robed priests and more than a hundred blue-robed priests.
It can be said that most of the elites of the Spirit Sword Society gathered here. These people were also ordered to guard the temple.
At least 20 million believers gathered in the square outside the temple. Under the guidance of several senior blue-robed priests, the believers were chanting the "Spiritual Scripture".
This scripture was actually compiled by Guo Zhengjun himself. After continuous revisions and improvements, it has now become the most important scripture of the Lingjian Society.
Millions of people chanted together, and even if each person's voice was not loud, the orderly sound vibrations continued to spread in all directions.
These fanatical believers can chant scriptures continuously for days.
The orderly chanting of scriptures can also form a huge spiritual magnetic field. Even non-believers will be assimilated into a state of fanatical belief.
When many priests saw the leader Guo Zhengjun coming out of the side hall, a group of people hurriedly stood up to greet him.
"Long live the Master." A group of people bowed deeply in unison to greet him.
The blue-robed priest in the lead took a few steps forward and asked respectfully, "Master, you came here in person, what is the matter?"
Guo Zhengjun rarely appears in normal times, and only comes to the temple to preside over ceremonies during important festivals to worship gods.
Most of the priests in the hall have never seen Guo Zhengjun in person.
Now the Spirit Sword Society is competing with the defense forces again. Guo Zhengjun suddenly came out with a sword in his hand, his brows full of gloom, and the group of priests were a little panicked.
These priests were living a comfortable life and were not willing to go to war with the defense forces. The disappearance of the evil god made them feel even more uneasy.
They also understood that they could only survive if they followed Guo Zhengjun. Therefore, they showed unity and high spirits to the outside world.
Guo Zhengjun's appearance gave them a bad feeling. Was a war really going to start
Guo Zhengjun understood the thoughts of these priests. He did not explain anything and directly gave the order: "Prepare for the sacrifice."
Many priests were very surprised. Why would they offer sacrifices if the evil god was gone? Besides, there were no sacrifices!
The reason why the evil god is called the evil god is that every grand sacrifice requires a large amount of flesh and blood sacrifices.
When the temple held a ceremony, pure children under the age of ten would be sacrificed. At least a thousand people were needed each time. Sometimes tens of thousands would be prepared.
Fortunately, Yunzhou has a large enough population, and the lower classes are desperately trying to have children, so it is not difficult to collect sacrifices.
During this special period, they did not prepare any sacrifices.
Guo Zhengjun didn't say anything. He looked at the priests coldly.
The group of priests talked for a few words and then immediately shut up.
Guo Zhengjun, who had been the leader of the church for 200 years, had unparalleled prestige in the church. No one could question his decision.
Many priests realized that something was wrong and shut up.
Led by a blue-robed priest, a group of people knelt at the feet of the gigantic statue, prostrating themselves and chanting blood sacrifice spells.
This spell allows many priests to establish a spiritual connection and stimulate resonance of source power.
Through statues and grand temples, many priests can also establish spiritual connections with tens of millions of believers outside.
Through such spiritual connection, the priest can guide the believers to a limited extent and deepen the invisible spiritual connection with the believers, thus making the believers more pious.
Because of this powerful secret technique, the followers of the Spirit Sword Society were extremely devout, and they continued to spread outward like a virus, eventually occupying an entire continent.
At this time, there were tens of millions of believers outside, and many priests chanted spells and quickly established connections with tens of millions of believers.
No matter what the priest thinks in his mind, once the two sides establish a connection, the spiritual power of tens of millions of believers will be like an ocean. Although they can guide it, they cannot control it.
This resonance is also very terrifying, and their spiritual power is inevitably assimilated.
No matter how many thoughts you have in your mind, you can only keep in step with everyone else.
Inside and outside the solemn and grand temple, numerous priests and tens of millions of believers chanted scriptures together. The huge spiritual power gathered around the statue of the deity surged like huge waves.
Guo Zhengjun sighed, and the flames in his red eyes suddenly grew stronger. He flew into the air, and the sword in his hand pierced directly into the head of the statue.
This is the gathering point of all spiritual power. The divine power laws within the Sword of Sin-Slaying instantly establish a connection with the spiritual power of everyone.
A look of madness appeared on Guo Zhengjun's face, and the Sword of Sin was madly absorbing the spiritual power of everyone.
The spiritual power gathered by countless believers is like the sea, but the Sword of Sin is like a black hole that can swallow everything, madly devouring the spiritual power of the believers.
Many priests were the first to notice something was wrong. They panicked and tried to withdraw from the spiritual connection, but it was too late.
The special divine power of the Sword of Sin radiated in all directions, instantly draining the spiritual strength of the priests.
The eyes of thousands of priests in the hall dimmed at the same time, and they fell to the ground together.
Tens of millions of believers outside the temple also fell down silently, completely losing their lives.
The sound of chanting that shook the sky also came to an abrupt end.
The square outside the temple was long, and the streets were littered with corpses lying on the ground.
A strong smell of death enveloped a large area around the temple. The silence brought by death was so deep and so strange.
The Sword of Sin gathered tens of millions of spiritual powers and suddenly turned into a ball of red flame.
Guo Zhengjun sensed the endless power coming from the Sword of Sin, and he couldn't help but laugh wildly.
Gao Xuan just flew out from the side hall. He looked at the corpses all over the floor and then at Guo Zhengjun who was laughing crazily. He couldn't help but sigh.
"You are really crazy!"
"It's all because of you! You deserve to die..."
Guo Zhengjun shouted wildly and pointed the sword of punishment at Gao Xuan.
(End of this chapter)