Walking on the street full of simple and rich charm, Luo Yunyang felt neither sadness nor joy in his heart. For him, it made no sense to fight with a being who could only be regarded as an ant.
Luo Yunyang did not speak to these soldiers, but directly used the magic method passed down by the Storm God Cult, which was more violent than the Fury of the Storm in the Wind and Thunder Sword Domain.
According to the decrees passed down by these divine masters, the more genius they are, the more they are valued.
This matter is no longer a matter of begging, it has become something that even she doesn't know how to end.
But in this Blue Star world dominated by the eight great gods, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything by just practicing on his own.
In this royal city, few people resorted to such violent means. When the rolling storm swept down, none of the soldiers knew what to do.
Although the protective warriors were loyal to Luo Yunyang, the priest in charge, this was their first time entering the royal city, and they had no experience in dealing with the top Duke in the royal city.
Following the priest's words, a majestic majesty pressed heavily on Luo Yunyang.
The housekeeper opened his mouth and said nothing. He had already fulfilled his duty and reminded the things that needed to be reminded. As for whether the head of the family would listen or not, it was not up to him to decide.
Because this family is really just an ant to him.
This shouldn't be the case!
"Wrath of the Storm!"
In just an instant, a rolling storm enveloped Duke Jin Ziwei's house.
Luo Yunyang nodded and said: "Either let him go or die!"
But in this Blue Star world dominated by the eight great gods, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything by just practicing on his own.
Duke Jin Ziwei showed a hint of joy in his eyes when he saw the priest. This priest had a good friendship with him, and the two of them had always been allies in many matters. Now that something like this has happened in my own family, it seems better for my old friend to take action.
In just an instant, a rolling storm enveloped Duke Jin Ziwei's house.
According to his feeling, the entire Shita family is probably in a state of fear as a result of what is happening now. This is tantamount to a slap in the face, and Duke Jin Ziwei will never agree to it. Faced with Duke Jin Ziwei’s anger, they There is really nothing you can do.
But how do they know that what they are facing is not a small person, but a big shot like Luo Yunyang who is even ready to hunt their god master.
This matter is no longer a matter of begging, it has become something that even she doesn't know how to end.
"Did you attack my mansion?" Duke Jin Ziwei, who was dressed in brocade robes, roared towards Luo Yunyang with a ferocious face.
Although Luo Yunyang had just been promoted to a priest not long ago, he had already completely digested the priest's magical medicine. Luo Yunyang's control over the various cultivation methods of the priest was probably not comparable to that of the God Master.
Dozens of warriors with various bloodline lights flashing on their bodies frantically mobilized their own power to resist the power of the wrath of wind and thunder. But even so, many of the warriors who could resist the wind and thunder were torn apart in the void by the power of the storm's fury.
He needs magic medicine and a lot of opportunities. He also needs to improve his strength as quickly as possible.
"If you want to kill me, I will kill you even if you are punished by the bishop!" As Duke Jin Ziwei spoke, his whole body burst out with crazy power. Not only did his body expand ten times in size crazily, but it also Countless black scales were born.
In an instant, the fury of the storm activated by Luo Yunyang collided with the protective barriers of the two priests.
It's just that although the level of True Blood Warriors corresponds to the inheritance of the Eight Divine Religions, their strength is far behind.
And Duke Jin Ziwei is a pretty good candidate.
Luo Yunyang nodded and said: "Either let him go or die!"
"But if that kid is interested, I can give him a chance and let Mengton return one of his eyes."
"Wrath of the Storm!"
Luo Yunyang, who already has a certain understanding of the Blue Star World, knows that the powerful people in this world will basically no longer attract the attention of the gods from all parties before they upgrade to saints.
According to the classification of true blood warriors, Duke Jin Ziwei should belong to a king-level true blood warrior equivalent to a senior priest.
But in this Blue Star world dominated by the eight great gods, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything by just practicing on his own.
Luo Yunyang did not speak to these soldiers, but directly used the magic method passed down by the Storm God Cult, which was more violent than the Fury of the Storm in the Wind and Thunder Sword Domain.
The housekeeper opened his mouth and said nothing. He had already fulfilled his duty and reminded the things that needed to be reminded. As for whether the head of the family would listen or not, it was not up to him to decide.
According to the decrees passed down by these divine masters, the more genius they are, the more they are valued.
The power of the wrath of the storm quickly dissipated, but the Duke's Mansion, which was majestic just now, was now in a mess. The warriors who were not the Duke's Mansion were seriously injured in resisting the wrath of the storm.
Luo Yunyang had also seen this change in Duke Jin Ziwei in the temple's books. It was the performance of a true blood warrior.
In the Fenggu Kingdom, he not only wants to become famous in one fell swoop, but also wants to dominate the entire Fenggu Kingdom with an invincible appearance.
The cultivation of these two people is that they are high-ranking priests. For Luo Yunyang, a young pastor, he didn't take it too seriously.
Walking on the street full of simple and rich charm, Luo Yunyang felt neither sadness nor joy in his heart. For him, it made no sense to fight with a being who could only be regarded as an ant.
This matter is no longer a matter of begging, it has become something that even she doesn't know how to end.
Duke Jin Ziwei smiled coldly and said: "What about a young priest? You should know that even if there are a thousand priests, it is difficult for one to become a priest."
The power of the wrath of the storm quickly dissipated, but the Duke's Mansion, which was majestic just now, was now in a mess. The warriors who were not the Duke's Mansion were seriously injured in resisting the wrath of the storm.
It's just that he didn't come here this time to properly resolve the matter. What he wanted this time was to become famous in one fell swoop.
"Boom boom boom!"
And Duke Jin Ziwei is a pretty good candidate.
This matter is no longer a matter of begging, it has become something that even she doesn't know how to end.
According to the classification of true blood warriors, Duke Jin Ziwei should belong to a king-level true blood warrior equivalent to a senior priest.
He was originally just a small priest, and even if he came, he should be begging him to let Mengton go according to the rules, but he didn't expect that this man would directly take action and tear apart the defenses of the two priests he worshiped.
Just when Luo Yunyang was about to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, a man wearing a priest's robe had strangely appeared in the void. He looked at Luo Yunyang and said coldly: "As a priest of the divine religion, you are acting wild in the royal city. Kneel down."
Luo Yunyang, who already has a certain understanding of the Blue Star World, knows that the powerful people in this world will basically no longer attract the attention of the gods from all parties before they upgrade to saints.
So at this time, no one spoke, and all of them looked at Luo Yunyang.
According to the classification of true blood warriors, Duke Jin Ziwei should belong to a king-level true blood warrior equivalent to a senior priest.
“Are there not many young pastors who have fallen through the cracks over the years?”
Luo Yunyang's movements were immediately reported to the Jin Ziwei family's residence. Although this generation of Jin Ziwei family patriarchs did not join the Storm God Cult, they also have their own inheritance methods.
In just an instant, a rolling storm enveloped Duke Jin Ziwei's house.
So at this time, no one spoke, and all of them looked at Luo Yunyang.
While he was speaking, he suddenly realized that his majesty as a priest was of no use to the young priest in front of him.
It was not too far from the Shita family to the residence of the Jin Ziwei family. In just half a quarter of an hour, Luo Yunyang had already arrived at the residence of the Jin Ziwei family.
According to the classification of true blood warriors, Duke Jin Ziwei should belong to a king-level true blood warrior equivalent to a senior priest.
He was originally just a small priest, and even if he came, he should be begging him to let Mengton go according to the rules, but he didn't expect that this man would directly take action and tear apart the defenses of the two priests he worshiped.
Although Luo Yunyang had just been promoted to a priest not long ago, he had already completely digested the priest's magical medicine. Luo Yunyang's control over the various cultivation methods of the priest was probably not comparable to that of the God Master.
As warriors with the true blood of the three-headed pythons, they also have the magical elixir for their own promotion, but in the end, this promotion is difficult to compare with the inheritance of the eight major divine religions.
Luo Yunyang, who already has a certain understanding of the Blue Star World, knows that the powerful people in this world will basically no longer attract the attention of the gods from all parties before they upgrade to saints.
The power of the wrath of the storm quickly dissipated, but the Duke's Mansion, which was majestic just now, was now in a mess. The warriors who were not the Duke's Mansion were seriously injured in resisting the wrath of the storm.
According to the decrees passed down by these divine masters, the more genius they are, the more they are valued.
Duke Jin Ziwei showed a hint of joy in his eyes when he saw the priest. This priest had a good friendship with him, and the two of them had always been allies in many matters. Now that something like this has happened in my own family, it seems better for my old friend to take action.
As warriors with the true blood of the three-headed pythons, they also have the magical elixir for their own promotion, but in the end, this promotion is difficult to compare with the inheritance of the eight major divine religions.
Luo Yunyang had also seen this change in Duke Jin Ziwei in the temple's books. It was the performance of a true blood warrior.
However, as a noble, that is enough.
The priest known as Luo Leihan nodded and said, "I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."
"Brother, you must talk to Duke Jin Ziwei properly when you get there, that..." Mrs. Lekeli, as the elder sister of Keleiyin, slowly regained some sense at this time, and she said softly to Luo Yunyang.
"You said that a priest dared to come to my house to ask for someone. How brave he is." Duke Jin Ziwei, with a gloomy face, said with a hint of coldness in his voice after hearing the report from his butler.
However, as a noble, that is enough.
His butler, a true-blood warrior who was equally strong, said in a deep voice: "Sir, the young priest has a bright future. You'd better not offend him too much."
His butler, a true-blood warrior who was equally strong, said in a deep voice: "Sir, the young priest has a bright future. You'd better not offend him too much."
But in this Blue Star world dominated by the eight great gods, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything by just practicing on his own.
In fact, the people from the Shita family who followed Luo Yunyang were also in a state of confusion. He didn't know what he should do now. After all, the matter at this time was beyond his scope of handling. No, it should be said that it was already. Beyond his imagination.
Duke Jin Ziwei smiled coldly and said: "What about a young priest? You should know that even if there are a thousand priests, it is difficult for one to become a priest."
"If you want to kill me, I will kill you even if you are punished by the bishop!" As Duke Jin Ziwei spoke, his whole body burst out with crazy power. Not only did his body expand ten times in size crazily, but it also Countless black scales were born.
Just when Luo Yunyang was about to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, a man wearing a priest's robe had strangely appeared in the void. He looked at Luo Yunyang and said coldly: "As a priest of the divine religion, you are acting wild in the royal city. Kneel down."
This shouldn't be the case!
In fact, Mrs. Lekeli, who had followed Luo Yunyang, was frightened by what she saw. She originally wanted her brother to help intercede, but she did not expect that the Duke's Palace, which is sacred and inviolable in this royal city, was actually in the royal city. Under his brother's attack, it was reduced to rubble.
According to the decrees passed down by these divine masters, the more genius they are, the more they are valued.
The tall buildings were shattered in an instant, and the huge Jin Ziwei Duke's Mansion was turned into a mess in an instant.
In an instant, the fury of the storm activated by Luo Yunyang collided with the protective barriers of the two priests.
After all, this priest is also a middle-level member of the Storm God Cult.
“Are there not many young pastors who have fallen through the cracks over the years?”
Although Luo Yunyang had just been promoted to a priest not long ago, he had already completely digested the priest's magical medicine. Luo Yunyang's control over the various cultivation methods of the priest was probably not comparable to that of the God Master.
Dozens of warriors with various bloodline lights flashing on their bodies frantically mobilized their own power to resist the power of the wrath of wind and thunder. But even so, many of the warriors who could resist the wind and thunder were torn apart in the void by the power of the storm's fury.
"But if that kid is interested, I can give him a chance and let Mengton return one of his eyes."
Rays of light rushed towards Duke Jinziwei's Mansion from all directions. This was the royal city of Fenggu Kingdom after all, so such powerful destruction was naturally eye-catching.
"If you want to kill me, I will kill you even if you are punished by the bishop!" As Duke Jin Ziwei spoke, his whole body burst out with crazy power. Not only did his body expand ten times in size crazily, but it also Countless black scales were born.
At the moment of contact, the fury of the storm, which was hundreds of times more powerful than the ordinary fury of the storm, directly tore apart the protective barrier and landed over the mansion of the Jin Ziwei family.
Luo Yunyang nodded and said: "Either let him go or die!"
As warriors with the true blood of the three-headed pythons, they also have the magical elixir for their own promotion, but in the end, this promotion is difficult to compare with the inheritance of the eight major divine religions.
Luo Yunyang's movements were immediately reported to the Jin Ziwei family's residence. Although this generation of Jin Ziwei family patriarchs did not join the Storm God Cult, they also have their own inheritance methods.
The housekeeper opened his mouth and said nothing. He had already fulfilled his duty and reminded the things that needed to be reminded. As for whether the head of the family would listen or not, it was not up to him to decide.
Duke Jin Ziwei showed a hint of joy in his eyes when he saw the priest. This priest had a good friendship with him, and the two of them had always been allies in many matters. Now that something like this has happened in my own family, it seems better for my old friend to take action.
According to the decrees passed down by these divine masters, the more genius they are, the more they are valued.
What's more, the power of the Jin Ziwei family is not something that a newly promoted priest can challenge. After all, the Jin Ziwei family has a very good relationship with the bishop of the Fenggu Kingdom.
"Stop! This is the residence of Duke Jin Ziwei. You dare to do it casually. Have you forgotten the bishop's prohibition!"
In the Fenggu Kingdom, he not only wants to become famous in one fell swoop, but also wants to dominate the entire Fenggu Kingdom with an invincible appearance.
It was not too far from the Shita family to the residence of the Jin Ziwei family. In just half a quarter of an hour, Luo Yunyang had already arrived at the residence of the Jin Ziwei family.
So at this time, no one spoke, and all of them looked at Luo Yunyang.
The cultivation of these two people is that they are high-ranking priests. For Luo Yunyang, a young pastor, he didn't take it too seriously.
"Brother, you must talk to Duke Jin Ziwei properly when you get there, that..." Mrs. Lekeli, as the elder sister of Keleiyin, slowly regained some sense at this time, and she said softly to Luo Yunyang.
Luo Yunyang nodded and said: "Either let him go or die!"
"Brother, you must talk to Duke Jin Ziwei properly when you get there, that..." Mrs. Lekeli, as the elder sister of Keleiyin, slowly regained some sense at this time, and she said softly to Luo Yunyang.
According to the classification of true blood warriors, Duke Jin Ziwei should belong to a king-level true blood warrior equivalent to a senior priest.
"Stop! This is the residence of Duke Jin Ziwei. You dare to do it casually. Have you forgotten the bishop's prohibition!"
Luo Yunyang's movements were immediately reported to the Jin Ziwei family's residence. Although this generation of Jin Ziwei family patriarchs did not join the Storm God Cult, they also have their own inheritance methods.
Luo Yunyang smiled, he naturally understood what this sister meant.
Although they are ordinary soldiers, they represent the Jin Ziwei family after all, not to mention that they have already received orders.
Duke Jin Ziwei felt that the young priest in front of him must be crazy. At this time, he actually talked to her so arrogantly.
Although the protective warriors were loyal to Luo Yunyang, the priest in charge, this was their first time entering the royal city, and they had no experience in dealing with the top Duke in the royal city.
The tall buildings were shattered in an instant, and the huge Jin Ziwei Duke's Mansion was turned into a mess in an instant.
In the Fenggu Kingdom, he not only wants to become famous in one fell swoop, but also wants to dominate the entire Fenggu Kingdom with an invincible appearance.
It's just that although the level of True Blood Warriors corresponds to the inheritance of the Eight Divine Religions, their strength is far behind.
And this pastor from a small town actually wanted to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, which was really a bit whimsical.
It's just that he didn't come here this time to properly resolve the matter. What he wanted this time was to become famous in one fell swoop.
"If you want to kill me, I will kill you even if you are punished by the bishop!" As Duke Jin Ziwei spoke, his whole body burst out with crazy power. Not only did his body expand ten times in size crazily, but it also Countless black scales were born.
While he was speaking, he suddenly realized that his majesty as a priest was of no use to the young priest in front of him.
Because this family is really just an ant to him.
"This is the residence of Duke Jin Ziwei. Get out of here quickly, or we will arrest you all!" More than a dozen soldiers shouted loudly when they saw Luo Yunyang and others coming with bad intentions.
Although these are two magical arts of similar level, the people who perform them are different, which means that their power is also different.
Luo Yunyang, who already has a certain understanding of the Blue Star World, knows that the powerful people in this world will basically no longer attract the attention of the gods from all parties before they upgrade to saints.
While he was speaking, he suddenly realized that his majesty as a priest was of no use to the young priest in front of him.
In fact, Mrs. Lekeli, who had followed Luo Yunyang, was frightened by what she saw. She originally wanted her brother to help intercede, but she did not expect that the Duke's Palace, which is sacred and inviolable in this royal city, was actually in the royal city. Under his brother's attack, it was reduced to rubble.
Although they are ordinary soldiers, they represent the Jin Ziwei family after all, not to mention that they have already received orders.
Just when Luo Yunyang was about to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, a man wearing a priest's robe had strangely appeared in the void. He looked at Luo Yunyang and said coldly: "As a priest of the divine religion, you are acting wild in the royal city. Kneel down."
It was not too far from the Shita family to the residence of the Jin Ziwei family. In just half a quarter of an hour, Luo Yunyang had already arrived at the residence of the Jin Ziwei family.
Duke Jin Ziwei felt that the young priest in front of him must be crazy. At this time, he actually talked to her so arrogantly.
Although the protective warriors were loyal to Luo Yunyang, the priest in charge, this was their first time entering the royal city, and they had no experience in dealing with the top Duke in the royal city.
So at this time, no one spoke, and all of them looked at Luo Yunyang.
"If you want to kill me, I will kill you even if you are punished by the bishop!" As Duke Jin Ziwei spoke, his whole body burst out with crazy power. Not only did his body expand ten times in size crazily, but it also Countless black scales were born.
He was originally just a small priest, and even if he came, he should be begging him to let Mengton go according to the rules, but he didn't expect that this man would directly take action and tear apart the defenses of the two priests he worshiped.
Luo Yunyang's movements were immediately reported to the Jin Ziwei family's residence. Although this generation of Jin Ziwei family patriarchs did not join the Storm God Cult, they also have their own inheritance methods.
According to his feeling, the entire Shita family is probably in a state of fear as a result of what is happening now. This is tantamount to a slap in the face, and Duke Jin Ziwei will never agree to it. Faced with Duke Jin Ziwei’s anger, they There is really nothing you can do.
At the moment of contact, the fury of the storm, which was hundreds of times more powerful than the ordinary fury of the storm, directly tore apart the protective barrier and landed over the mansion of the Jin Ziwei family.
Luo Yunyang's movements were immediately reported to the Jin Ziwei family's residence. Although this generation of Jin Ziwei family patriarchs did not join the Storm God Cult, they also have their own inheritance methods.
Although Luo Yunyang had just been promoted to a priest not long ago, he had already completely digested the priest's magical medicine. Luo Yunyang's control over the various cultivation methods of the priest was probably not comparable to that of the God Master.
So at this time, no one spoke, and all of them looked at Luo Yunyang.
He was originally just a small priest, and even if he came, he should be begging him to let Mengton go according to the rules, but he didn't expect that this man would directly take action and tear apart the defenses of the two priests he worshiped.
In fact, the people from the Shita family who followed Luo Yunyang were also in a state of confusion. He didn't know what he should do now. After all, the matter at this time was beyond his scope of handling. No, it should be said that it was already. Beyond his imagination.
"Wrath of the Storm!"
However, as a noble, that is enough.
Generally speaking, the peak of the True Blood Warrior level is equivalent to the junior level of the same level of divine inheritance.
Luo Yunyang did not speak to these soldiers, but directly used the magic method passed down by the Storm God Cult, which was more violent than the Fury of the Storm in the Wind and Thunder Sword Domain.
According to the classification of true blood warriors, Duke Jin Ziwei should belong to a king-level true blood warrior equivalent to a senior priest.
In an instant, the fury of the storm activated by Luo Yunyang collided with the protective barriers of the two priests.
What's more, the power of the Jin Ziwei family is not something that a newly promoted priest can challenge. After all, the Jin Ziwei family has a very good relationship with the bishop of the Fenggu Kingdom.
"Did you attack my mansion?" Duke Jin Ziwei, who was dressed in brocade robes, roared towards Luo Yunyang with a ferocious face.
In just an instant, a rolling storm enveloped Duke Jin Ziwei's house.
Luo Yunyang smiled, he naturally understood what this sister meant.
Although these are two magical arts of similar level, the people who perform them are different, which means that their power is also different.
He was originally just a small priest, and even if he came, he should be begging him to let Mengton go according to the rules, but he didn't expect that this man would directly take action and tear apart the defenses of the two priests he worshiped.
However, as a noble, that is enough.
"If you want to kill me, I will kill you even if you are punished by the bishop!" As Duke Jin Ziwei spoke, his whole body burst out with crazy power. Not only did his body expand ten times in size crazily, but it also Countless black scales were born.
Although Luo Yunyang had just been promoted to a priest not long ago, he had already completely digested the priest's magical medicine. Luo Yunyang's control over the various cultivation methods of the priest was probably not comparable to that of the God Master.
In an instant, the fury of the storm activated by Luo Yunyang collided with the protective barriers of the two priests.
After all, this priest is also a middle-level member of the Storm God Cult.
In this royal city, few people resorted to such violent means. When the rolling storm swept down, none of the soldiers knew what to do.
At the moment of contact, the fury of the storm, which was hundreds of times more powerful than the ordinary fury of the storm, directly tore apart the protective barrier and landed over the mansion of the Jin Ziwei family.
He needs magic medicine and a lot of opportunities. He also needs to improve his strength as quickly as possible.
"Did you attack my mansion?" Duke Jin Ziwei, who was dressed in brocade robes, roared towards Luo Yunyang with a ferocious face.
The ultimate goal of a true-blood warrior is to incarnate into a ferocious beast that becomes the source of their true blood, and this level is equivalent to a saint among the eight major divine religions.
When they thought about it, there shouldn't be any problem with the formation they had set up to block the young priest's attack.
In this royal city, few people resorted to such violent means. When the rolling storm swept down, none of the soldiers knew what to do.
"Priest Luo Leihan, you must give me an explanation for what happened today, otherwise I will report this matter to the bishop and I will never let it go."
But how do they know that what they are facing is not a small person, but a big shot like Luo Yunyang who is even ready to hunt their god master.
"Stop! This is the residence of Duke Jin Ziwei. You dare to do it casually. Have you forgotten the bishop's prohibition!"
"Wrath of the Storm!"
In the Fenggu Kingdom, he not only wants to become famous in one fell swoop, but also wants to dominate the entire Fenggu Kingdom with an invincible appearance.
So at this time, no one spoke, and all of them looked at Luo Yunyang.
He needs magic medicine and a lot of opportunities. He also needs to improve his strength as quickly as possible.
With these words, two men wearing the costumes of priests of the Storm God soared into the sky. They were both thirty or forty years old. The moment they appeared, they quickly activated their spells and entered the palace of Duke Jin Ziwei. A barrier was set up in the sky.
Although Luo Yunyang had just been promoted to a priest not long ago, he had already completely digested the priest's magical medicine. Luo Yunyang's control over the various cultivation methods of the priest was probably not comparable to that of the God Master.
At the moment of contact, the fury of the storm, which was hundreds of times more powerful than the ordinary fury of the storm, directly tore apart the protective barrier and landed over the mansion of the Jin Ziwei family.
Luo Yunyang, who already has a certain understanding of the Blue Star World, knows that the powerful people in this world will basically no longer attract the attention of the gods from all parties before they upgrade to saints.
His Duke's Palace was reduced to ruins. This would definitely become a laughing stock in the kingdom. I don't know how many people wanted to see his excitement.
"Priest Luo Leihan, you must give me an explanation for what happened today, otherwise I will report this matter to the bishop and I will never let it go."
The cultivation of these two people is that they are high-ranking priests. For Luo Yunyang, a young pastor, he didn't take it too seriously.
After all, this priest is also a middle-level member of the Storm God Cult.
"Brother, you must talk to Duke Jin Ziwei properly when you get there, that..." Mrs. Lekeli, as the elder sister of Keleiyin, slowly regained some sense at this time, and she said softly to Luo Yunyang.
At the moment of contact, the fury of the storm, which was hundreds of times more powerful than the ordinary fury of the storm, directly tore apart the protective barrier and landed over the mansion of the Jin Ziwei family.
"Boom boom boom!"
When they thought about it, there shouldn't be any problem with the formation they had set up to block the young priest's attack.
It's just that although the level of True Blood Warriors corresponds to the inheritance of the Eight Divine Religions, their strength is far behind.
"Stop! This is the residence of Duke Jin Ziwei. You dare to do it casually. Have you forgotten the bishop's prohibition!"
When they thought about it, there shouldn't be any problem with the formation they had set up to block the young priest's attack.
As warriors with the true blood of the three-headed pythons, they also have the magical elixir for their own promotion, but in the end, this promotion is difficult to compare with the inheritance of the eight major divine religions.
In this royal city, few people resorted to such violent means. When the rolling storm swept down, none of the soldiers knew what to do.
But how do they know that what they are facing is not a small person, but a big shot like Luo Yunyang who is even ready to hunt their god master.
As warriors with the true blood of the three-headed pythons, they also have the magical elixir for their own promotion, but in the end, this promotion is difficult to compare with the inheritance of the eight major divine religions.
When they thought about it, there shouldn't be any problem with the formation they had set up to block the young priest's attack.
"Wrath of the Storm!"
Luo Yunyang had also seen this change in Duke Jin Ziwei in the temple's books. It was the performance of a true blood warrior.
In an instant, the fury of the storm activated by Luo Yunyang collided with the protective barriers of the two priests.
"You said that a priest dared to come to my house to ask for someone. How brave he is." Duke Jin Ziwei, with a gloomy face, said with a hint of coldness in his voice after hearing the report from his butler.
The ultimate goal of a true-blood warrior is to incarnate into a ferocious beast that becomes the source of their true blood, and this level is equivalent to a saint among the eight major divine religions.
In this royal city, few people resorted to such violent means. When the rolling storm swept down, none of the soldiers knew what to do.
Luo Yunyang nodded and said: "Either let him go or die!"
The ultimate goal of a true-blood warrior is to incarnate into a ferocious beast that becomes the source of their true blood, and this level is equivalent to a saint among the eight major divine religions.
It's just that he didn't come here this time to properly resolve the matter. What he wanted this time was to become famous in one fell swoop.
So at this time, no one spoke, and all of them looked at Luo Yunyang.
Although these are two magical arts of similar level, the people who perform them are different, which means that their power is also different.
And this pastor from a small town actually wanted to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, which was really a bit whimsical.
"Boom boom boom!"
At the moment of contact, the fury of the storm, which was hundreds of times more powerful than the ordinary fury of the storm, directly tore apart the protective barrier and landed over the mansion of the Jin Ziwei family.
It's just that although the level of True Blood Warriors corresponds to the inheritance of the Eight Divine Religions, their strength is far behind.
"Wrath of the Storm!"
It's just that he didn't come here this time to properly resolve the matter. What he wanted this time was to become famous in one fell swoop.
"Boom boom boom!"
Although Luo Yunyang had just been promoted to a priest not long ago, he had already completely digested the priest's magical medicine. Luo Yunyang's control over the various cultivation methods of the priest was probably not comparable to that of the God Master.
"But if that kid is interested, I can give him a chance and let Mengton return one of his eyes."
His Duke's Palace was reduced to ruins. This would definitely become a laughing stock in the kingdom. I don't know how many people wanted to see his excitement.
Duke Jin Ziwei felt that the young priest in front of him must be crazy. At this time, he actually talked to her so arrogantly.
The tall buildings were shattered in an instant, and the huge Jin Ziwei Duke's Mansion was turned into a mess in an instant.
His butler, a true-blood warrior who was equally strong, said in a deep voice: "Sir, the young priest has a bright future. You'd better not offend him too much."
This shouldn't be the case!
So at this time, no one spoke, and all of them looked at Luo Yunyang.
He needs magic medicine and a lot of opportunities. He also needs to improve his strength as quickly as possible.
Dozens of warriors with various bloodline lights flashing on their bodies frantically mobilized their own power to resist the power of the wrath of wind and thunder. But even so, many of the warriors who could resist the wind and thunder were torn apart in the void by the power of the storm's fury.
And this pastor from a small town actually wanted to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, which was really a bit whimsical.
This matter is no longer a matter of begging, it has become something that even she doesn't know how to end.
Rays of light rushed towards Duke Jinziwei's Mansion from all directions. This was the royal city of Fenggu Kingdom after all, so such powerful destruction was naturally eye-catching.
Duke Jin Ziwei showed a hint of joy in his eyes when he saw the priest. This priest had a good friendship with him, and the two of them had always been allies in many matters. Now that something like this has happened in my own family, it seems better for my old friend to take action.
Dozens of warriors with various bloodline lights flashing on their bodies frantically mobilized their own power to resist the power of the wrath of wind and thunder. But even so, many of the warriors who could resist the wind and thunder were torn apart in the void by the power of the storm's fury.
The power of the wrath of the storm quickly dissipated, but the Duke's Mansion, which was majestic just now, was now in a mess. The warriors who were not the Duke's Mansion were seriously injured in resisting the wrath of the storm.
His butler, a true-blood warrior who was equally strong, said in a deep voice: "Sir, the young priest has a bright future. You'd better not offend him too much."
"Did you attack my mansion?" Duke Jin Ziwei, who was dressed in brocade robes, roared towards Luo Yunyang with a ferocious face.
He was originally just a small priest, and even if he came, he should be begging him to let Mengton go according to the rules, but he didn't expect that this man would directly take action and tear apart the defenses of the two priests he worshiped.
But how do they know that what they are facing is not a small person, but a big shot like Luo Yunyang who is even ready to hunt their god master.
"Did you attack my mansion?" Duke Jin Ziwei, who was dressed in brocade robes, roared towards Luo Yunyang with a ferocious face.
"You said that a priest dared to come to my house to ask for someone. How brave he is." Duke Jin Ziwei, with a gloomy face, said with a hint of coldness in his voice after hearing the report from his butler.
But how do they know that what they are facing is not a small person, but a big shot like Luo Yunyang who is even ready to hunt their god master.
In an instant, the fury of the storm activated by Luo Yunyang collided with the protective barriers of the two priests.
Although Luo Yunyang had just been promoted to a priest not long ago, he had already completely digested the priest's magical medicine. Luo Yunyang's control over the various cultivation methods of the priest was probably not comparable to that of the God Master.
"Priest Luo Leihan, you must give me an explanation for what happened today, otherwise I will report this matter to the bishop and I will never let it go."
He was originally just a small priest, and even if he came, he should be begging him to let Mengton go according to the rules, but he didn't expect that this man would directly take action and tear apart the defenses of the two priests he worshiped.
According to the decrees passed down by these divine masters, the more genius they are, the more they are valued.
"Stop! This is the residence of Duke Jin Ziwei. You dare to do it casually. Have you forgotten the bishop's prohibition!"
His Duke's Palace was reduced to ruins. This would definitely become a laughing stock in the kingdom. I don't know how many people wanted to see his excitement.
Following the priest's words, a majestic majesty pressed heavily on Luo Yunyang.
According to his feeling, the entire Shita family is probably in a state of fear as a result of what is happening now. This is tantamount to a slap in the face, and Duke Jin Ziwei will never agree to it. Faced with Duke Jin Ziwei’s anger, they There is really nothing you can do.
Luo Yunyang's movements were immediately reported to the Jin Ziwei family's residence. Although this generation of Jin Ziwei family patriarchs did not join the Storm God Cult, they also have their own inheritance methods.
Luo Yunyang nodded and said: "Either let him go or die!"
He needs magic medicine and a lot of opportunities. He also needs to improve his strength as quickly as possible.
In an instant, the fury of the storm activated by Luo Yunyang collided with the protective barriers of the two priests.
The cultivation of these two people is that they are high-ranking priests. For Luo Yunyang, a young pastor, he didn't take it too seriously.
Although the protective warriors were loyal to Luo Yunyang, the priest in charge, this was their first time entering the royal city, and they had no experience in dealing with the top Duke in the royal city.
The ultimate goal of a true-blood warrior is to incarnate into a ferocious beast that becomes the source of their true blood, and this level is equivalent to a saint among the eight major divine religions.
Duke Jin Ziwei felt that the young priest in front of him must be crazy. At this time, he actually talked to her so arrogantly.
It's just that he didn't come here this time to properly resolve the matter. What he wanted this time was to become famous in one fell swoop.
Duke Jin Ziwei showed a hint of joy in his eyes when he saw the priest. This priest had a good friendship with him, and the two of them had always been allies in many matters. Now that something like this has happened in my own family, it seems better for my old friend to take action.
"Wrath of the Storm!"
In fact, Mrs. Lekeli, who had followed Luo Yunyang, was frightened by what she saw. She originally wanted her brother to help intercede, but she did not expect that the Duke's Palace, which is sacred and inviolable in this royal city, was actually in the royal city. Under his brother's attack, it was reduced to rubble.
"Stop! This is the residence of Duke Jin Ziwei. You dare to do it casually. Have you forgotten the bishop's prohibition!"
According to the classification of true blood warriors, Duke Jin Ziwei should belong to a king-level true blood warrior equivalent to a senior priest.
This shouldn't be the case!
Luo Yunyang nodded and said: "Either let him go or die!"
So at this time, no one spoke, and all of them looked at Luo Yunyang.
According to the classification of true blood warriors, Duke Jin Ziwei should belong to a king-level true blood warrior equivalent to a senior priest.
According to the decrees passed down by these divine masters, the more genius they are, the more they are valued.
Luo Yunyang's movements were immediately reported to the Jin Ziwei family's residence. Although this generation of Jin Ziwei family patriarchs did not join the Storm God Cult, they also have their own inheritance methods.
This matter is no longer a matter of begging, it has become something that even she doesn't know how to end.
Following the priest's words, a majestic majesty pressed heavily on Luo Yunyang.
"This is the residence of Duke Jin Ziwei. Get out of here quickly, or we will arrest you all!" More than a dozen soldiers shouted loudly when they saw Luo Yunyang and others coming with bad intentions.
And this pastor from a small town actually wanted to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, which was really a bit whimsical.
It's just that although the level of True Blood Warriors corresponds to the inheritance of the Eight Divine Religions, their strength is far behind.
But in this Blue Star world dominated by the eight great gods, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything by just practicing on his own.
It's just that although the level of True Blood Warriors corresponds to the inheritance of the Eight Divine Religions, their strength is far behind.
"You said that a priest dared to come to my house to ask for someone. How brave he is." Duke Jin Ziwei, with a gloomy face, said with a hint of coldness in his voice after hearing the report from his butler.
In fact, the people from the Shita family who followed Luo Yunyang were also in a state of confusion. He didn't know what he should do now. After all, the matter at this time was beyond his scope of handling. No, it should be said that it was already. Beyond his imagination.
The power of the wrath of the storm quickly dissipated, but the Duke's Mansion, which was majestic just now, was now in a mess. The warriors who were not the Duke's Mansion were seriously injured in resisting the wrath of the storm.
Duke Jin Ziwei smiled coldly and said: "What about a young priest? You should know that even if there are a thousand priests, it is difficult for one to become a priest."
Although they are ordinary soldiers, they represent the Jin Ziwei family after all, not to mention that they have already received orders.
"This is the residence of Duke Jin Ziwei. Get out of here quickly, or we will arrest you all!" More than a dozen soldiers shouted loudly when they saw Luo Yunyang and others coming with bad intentions.
"But if that kid is interested, I can give him a chance and let Mengton return one of his eyes."
According to his feeling, the entire Shita family is probably in a state of fear as a result of what is happening now. This is tantamount to a slap in the face, and Duke Jin Ziwei will never agree to it. Faced with Duke Jin Ziwei’s anger, they There is really nothing you can do.
He was originally just a small priest, and even if he came, he should be begging him to let Mengton go according to the rules, but he didn't expect that this man would directly take action and tear apart the defenses of the two priests he worshiped.
The ultimate goal of a true-blood warrior is to incarnate into a ferocious beast that becomes the source of their true blood, and this level is equivalent to a saint among the eight major divine religions.
In the Fenggu Kingdom, he not only wants to become famous in one fell swoop, but also wants to dominate the entire Fenggu Kingdom with an invincible appearance.
And this pastor from a small town actually wanted to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, which was really a bit whimsical.
Just when Luo Yunyang was about to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, a man wearing a priest's robe had strangely appeared in the void. He looked at Luo Yunyang and said coldly: "As a priest of the divine religion, you are acting wild in the royal city. Kneel down."
The power of the wrath of the storm quickly dissipated, but the Duke's Mansion, which was majestic just now, was now in a mess. The warriors who were not the Duke's Mansion were seriously injured in resisting the wrath of the storm.
Because this family is really just an ant to him.
Walking on the street full of simple and rich charm, Luo Yunyang felt neither sadness nor joy in his heart. For him, it made no sense to fight with a being who could only be regarded as an ant.
Just when Luo Yunyang was about to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, a man wearing a priest's robe had strangely appeared in the void. He looked at Luo Yunyang and said coldly: "As a priest of the divine religion, you are acting wild in the royal city. Kneel down."
"If you want to kill me, I will kill you even if you are punished by the bishop!" As Duke Jin Ziwei spoke, his whole body burst out with crazy power. Not only did his body expand ten times in size crazily, but it also Countless black scales were born.
"You said that a priest dared to come to my house to ask for someone. How brave he is." Duke Jin Ziwei, with a gloomy face, said with a hint of coldness in his voice after hearing the report from his butler.
Luo Yunyang's movements were immediately reported to the Jin Ziwei family's residence. Although this generation of Jin Ziwei family patriarchs did not join the Storm God Cult, they also have their own inheritance methods.
"Priest Luo Leihan, you must give me an explanation for what happened today, otherwise I will report this matter to the bishop and I will never let it go."
Luo Yunyang had also seen this change in Duke Jin Ziwei in the temple's books. It was the performance of a true blood warrior.
Luo Yunyang had also seen this change in Duke Jin Ziwei in the temple's books. It was the performance of a true blood warrior.
But how do they know that what they are facing is not a small person, but a big shot like Luo Yunyang who is even ready to hunt their god master.
In fact, Mrs. Lekeli, who had followed Luo Yunyang, was frightened by what she saw. She originally wanted her brother to help intercede, but she did not expect that the Duke's Palace, which is sacred and inviolable in this royal city, was actually in the royal city. Under his brother's attack, it was reduced to rubble.
Walking on the street full of simple and rich charm, Luo Yunyang felt neither sadness nor joy in his heart. For him, it made no sense to fight with a being who could only be regarded as an ant.
Following the priest's words, a majestic majesty pressed heavily on Luo Yunyang.
According to the classification of true blood warriors, Duke Jin Ziwei should belong to a king-level true blood warrior equivalent to a senior priest.
In fact, the people from the Shita family who followed Luo Yunyang were also in a state of confusion. He didn't know what he should do now. After all, the matter at this time was beyond his scope of handling. No, it should be said that it was already. Beyond his imagination.
When they thought about it, there shouldn't be any problem with the formation they had set up to block the young priest's attack.
"Boom boom boom!"
And this pastor from a small town actually wanted to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, which was really a bit whimsical.
It was not too far from the Shita family to the residence of the Jin Ziwei family. In just half a quarter of an hour, Luo Yunyang had already arrived at the residence of the Jin Ziwei family.
Luo Yunyang had also seen this change in Duke Jin Ziwei in the temple's books. It was the performance of a true blood warrior.
His butler, a true-blood warrior who was equally strong, said in a deep voice: "Sir, the young priest has a bright future. You'd better not offend him too much."
The ultimate goal of a true-blood warrior is to incarnate into a ferocious beast that becomes the source of their true blood, and this level is equivalent to a saint among the eight major divine religions.
"Boom boom boom!"
Rays of light rushed towards Duke Jinziwei's Mansion from all directions. This was the royal city of Fenggu Kingdom after all, so such powerful destruction was naturally eye-catching.
In this royal city, few people resorted to such violent means. When the rolling storm swept down, none of the soldiers knew what to do.
Walking on the street full of simple and rich charm, Luo Yunyang felt neither sadness nor joy in his heart. For him, it made no sense to fight with a being who could only be regarded as an ant.
"This is the residence of Duke Jin Ziwei. Get out of here quickly, or we will arrest you all!" More than a dozen soldiers shouted loudly when they saw Luo Yunyang and others coming with bad intentions.
Although Luo Yunyang had just been promoted to a priest not long ago, he had already completely digested the priest's magical medicine. Luo Yunyang's control over the various cultivation methods of the priest was probably not comparable to that of the God Master.
And this pastor from a small town actually wanted to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, which was really a bit whimsical.
It's just that although the level of True Blood Warriors corresponds to the inheritance of the Eight Divine Religions, their strength is far behind.
Although Luo Yunyang had just been promoted to a priest not long ago, he had already completely digested the priest's magical medicine. Luo Yunyang's control over the various cultivation methods of the priest was probably not comparable to that of the God Master.
According to the classification of true blood warriors, Duke Jin Ziwei should belong to a king-level true blood warrior equivalent to a senior priest.
"Boom boom boom!"
Duke Jin Ziwei showed a hint of joy in his eyes when he saw the priest. This priest had a good friendship with him, and the two of them had always been allies in many matters. Now that something like this has happened in my own family, it seems better for my old friend to take action.
Generally speaking, the peak of the True Blood Warrior level is equivalent to the junior level of the same level of divine inheritance.
Although the protective warriors were loyal to Luo Yunyang, the priest in charge, this was their first time entering the royal city, and they had no experience in dealing with the top Duke in the royal city.
When they thought about it, there shouldn't be any problem with the formation they had set up to block the young priest's attack.
Although Luo Yunyang had just been promoted to a priest not long ago, he had already completely digested the priest's magical medicine. Luo Yunyang's control over the various cultivation methods of the priest was probably not comparable to that of the God Master.
Just when Luo Yunyang was about to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, a man wearing a priest's robe had strangely appeared in the void. He looked at Luo Yunyang and said coldly: "As a priest of the divine religion, you are acting wild in the royal city. Kneel down."
While he was speaking, he suddenly realized that his majesty as a priest was of no use to the young priest in front of him.
And this pastor from a small town actually wanted to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, which was really a bit whimsical.
The cultivation of these two people is that they are high-ranking priests. For Luo Yunyang, a young pastor, he didn't take it too seriously.
But how do they know that what they are facing is not a small person, but a big shot like Luo Yunyang who is even ready to hunt their god master.
In fact, the people from the Shita family who followed Luo Yunyang were also in a state of confusion. He didn't know what he should do now. After all, the matter at this time was beyond his scope of handling. No, it should be said that it was already. Beyond his imagination.
Just when Luo Yunyang was about to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, a man wearing a priest's robe had strangely appeared in the void. He looked at Luo Yunyang and said coldly: "As a priest of the divine religion, you are acting wild in the royal city. Kneel down."
"But if that kid is interested, I can give him a chance and let Mengton return one of his eyes."
Luo Yunyang smiled, he naturally understood what this sister meant.
"You said that a priest dared to come to my house to ask for someone. How brave he is." Duke Jin Ziwei, with a gloomy face, said with a hint of coldness in his voice after hearing the report from his butler.
Following the priest's words, a majestic majesty pressed heavily on Luo Yunyang.
Just when Luo Yunyang was about to kill Duke Jin Ziwei, a man wearing a priest's robe had strangely appeared in the void. He looked at Luo Yunyang and said coldly: "As a priest of the divine religion, you are acting wild in the royal city. Kneel down."
In this royal city, few people resorted to such violent means. When the rolling storm swept down, none of the soldiers knew what to do.
The cultivation of these two people is that they are high-ranking priests. For Luo Yunyang, a young pastor, he didn't take it too seriously.
"Boom boom boom!"
Duke Jin Ziwei showed a hint of joy in his eyes when he saw the priest. This priest had a good friendship with him, and the two of them had always been allies in many matters. Now that something like this has happened in my own family, it seems better for my old friend to take action.
Luo Yunyang, who already has a certain understanding of the Blue Star World, knows that the powerful people in this world will basically no longer attract the attention of the gods from all parties before they upgrade to saints.
Duke Jin Ziwei showed a hint of joy in his eyes when he saw the priest. This priest had a good friendship with him, and the two of them had always been allies in many matters. Now that something like this has happened in my own family, it seems better for my old friend to take action.
The power of the wrath of the storm quickly dissipated, but the Duke's Mansion, which was majestic just now, was now in a mess. The warriors who were not the Duke's Mansion were seriously injured in resisting the wrath of the storm.
Duke Jin Ziwei felt that the young priest in front of him must be crazy. At this time, he actually talked to her so arrogantly.
In just an instant, a rolling storm enveloped Duke Jin Ziwei's house.
In fact, the people from the Shita family who followed Luo Yunyang were also in a state of confusion. He didn't know what he should do now. After all, the matter at this time was beyond his scope of handling. No, it should be said that it was already. Beyond his imagination.
The ultimate goal of a true-blood warrior is to incarnate into a ferocious beast that becomes the source of their true blood, and this level is equivalent to a saint among the eight major divine religions.
After all, this priest is also a middle-level member of the Storm God Cult.
Although Luo Yunyang had just been promoted to a priest not long ago, he had already completely digested the priest's magical medicine. Luo Yunyang's control over the various cultivation methods of the priest was probably not comparable to that of the God Master.
It's just that he didn't come here this time to properly resolve the matter. What he wanted this time was to become famous in one fell swoop.
"Did you attack my mansion?" Duke Jin Ziwei, who was dressed in brocade robes, roared towards Luo Yunyang with a ferocious face.
"But if that kid is interested, I can give him a chance and let Mengton return one of his eyes."
"Brother, you must talk to Duke Jin Ziwei properly when you get there, that..." Mrs. Lekeli, as the elder sister of Keleiyin, slowly regained some sense at this time, and she said softly to Luo Yunyang.
“Are there not many young pastors who have fallen through the cracks over the years?”
"Priest Luo Leihan, you must give me an explanation for what happened today, otherwise I will report this matter to the bishop and I will never let it go."
In this royal city, few people resorted to such violent means. When the rolling storm swept down, none of the soldiers knew what to do.
In fact, Mrs. Lekeli, who had followed Luo Yunyang, was frightened by what she saw. She originally wanted her brother to help intercede, but she did not expect that the Duke's Palace, which is sacred and inviolable in this royal city, was actually in the royal city. Under his brother's attack, it was reduced to rubble.
But how do they know that what they are facing is not a small person, but a big shot like Luo Yunyang who is even ready to hunt their god master.
According to the classification of true blood warriors, Duke Jin Ziwei should belong to a king-level true blood warrior equivalent to a senior priest.
The priest known as Luo Leihan nodded and said, "I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."
"Boom boom boom!"
As warriors with the true blood of the three-headed pythons, they also have the magical elixir for their own promotion, but in the end, this promotion is difficult to compare with the inheritance of the eight major divine religions.
The tall buildings were shattered in an instant, and the huge Jin Ziwei Duke's Mansion was turned into a mess in an instant.
His butler, a true-blood warrior who was equally strong, said in a deep voice: "Sir, the young priest has a bright future. You'd better not offend him too much."
While he was speaking, he suddenly realized that his majesty as a priest was of no use to the young priest in front of him.
The tall buildings were shattered in an instant, and the huge Jin Ziwei Duke's Mansion was turned into a mess in an instant.
He was originally just a small priest, and even if he came, he should be begging him to let Mengton go according to the rules, but he didn't expect that this man would directly take action and tear apart the defenses of the two priests he worshiped.
While he was speaking, he suddenly realized that his majesty as a priest was of no use to the young priest in front of him.
In the Fenggu Kingdom, he not only wants to become famous in one fell swoop, but also wants to dominate the entire Fenggu Kingdom with an invincible appearance.
"Brother, you must talk to Duke Jin Ziwei properly when you get there, that..." Mrs. Lekeli, as the elder sister of Keleiyin, slowly regained some sense at this time, and she said softly to Luo Yunyang.
In fact, the people from the Shita family who followed Luo Yunyang were also in a state of confusion. He didn't know what he should do now. After all, the matter at this time was beyond his scope of handling. No, it should be said that it was already. Beyond his imagination.
This shouldn't be the case!
His butler, a true-blood warrior who was equally strong, said in a deep voice: "Sir, the young priest has a bright future. You'd better not offend him too much."
Walking on the street full of simple and rich charm, Luo Yunyang felt neither sadness nor joy in his heart. For him, it made no sense to fight with a being who could only be regarded as an ant.
Luo Yunyang's movements were immediately reported to the Jin Ziwei family's residence. Although this generation of Jin Ziwei family patriarchs did not join the Storm God Cult, they also have their own inheritance methods.