The invincible king of the city

Chapter 689 The High Priest

The pores of the High Priest's body were bursting with light, and he was full of blood. He was shedding his skin and glowing with new life.

The originally withered body became more and more plump, with sharp muscles and full of beauty.The fair skin is crystal clear and smooth like a newborn baby.

The rickety figure became straight, like a sharp spear, pointing straight at the sky.

A head of white hair seemed to be dyed with black ink, black and bright, hanging down his waist.

His eyes are like swords, shining brightly, and at the same time as deep as the sea, he seems to be able to break through everything, and he no longer has the aura of twilight before.

"Is this the High Priest?"

Everyone was dumbfounded. The one standing in front of them was clearly a young man with a handsome face and an imposing manner.

There was also a top powerhouse who was shocked, and felt a terrifying energy dormant from his body, and when it burst out, it would destroy the world.

"This is my first and last battle." The high priest smiled, but with a sense of determination and tragedy.

He glanced at Lin Xuan and said softly, "Thank you."

After the words fell, the high priest rose into the sky, surrounded by countless bright runes, which contained a terrifying aura.

"Thirty years of savings, just for a bright future!"

The servants expressed the essence of the high priest's power with great pain.

People listened, half understood.

At this time, the sky was full of flames, and terrifying explosions continued one after another, almost tearing the sky apart.

The ground cracked and the sea heaved.

King Mingheng frowned, how could anyone in the human race have the strength to compete with him.

At this moment, the high priest waved his hand casually, and the brilliance more brilliant than the Heavenly Knife covered the sky and covered the sky, like a vast ocean, trying to drown the king of gods.

The power accumulated for 30 years can be imagined.

A group of strange monsters, including the six god-level peak strange monsters, wanted to intervene but were powerless.They have a feeling in their hearts, even if they touch a little bit of these energies, they will suffer heavy losses.

King Mingheng was wounded, and one arm was bleeding profusely.

His indifferent and evil face was a bit ferocious, and his dark pupils were as cold as ink, "I can feel that your vitality is rapidly passing away!"

The high priest said lightly: "Killing you is enough."

His arm glowed, and when he slashed in the air, a giant sword phantom appeared in the air, cutting open the sky and the earth.

The god king's pupils shrank suddenly, and a thick black mist erupted out of nowhere, and his energy boiled, condensing a pitch-black shield to resist the sword.

boom!
The sky trembled, and violent waves rippled layer upon layer.

The shield shattered under this sword, and King Mingheng flew upside down.

Several strange demons were affected, and their bodies burst into blood mist instantly.

"It's really strong!" People were amazed.

"Looking for death!" Divine King Mingheng no longer calmed down, his body swelled rapidly, and instantly became as large as a hill, and he didn't have the handsome appearance he had before.

The black glow billowed in the void, turning into a ferocious battle armor, covering his body, and a domineering aura surged instantly.

Divine King Mingheng's eyes were like abysses, cold and pitch-black, exuding a palpitating chill.

"Now, can you still kill me?"

The voice of Divine King Mingheng has changed, as if from Jiuyou, making life extremely depressing.

After the words fell, he punched out a punch, and the world changed color in an instant.

The high priest was neither happy nor sad, white light spit out from his mouth and nose, runes were shining all over his body, and the terrifying power of blood was gushing out crazily.

Facing that punch, he gently raised his hand. The palm of his hand was as crystal clear as jade, white and flawless. With a light grip, it seemed as if he could pick off the sun, moon and stars.

boom!
Between the heaven and the earth, an energy storm swept across, the sun was shining brightly, and densely packed symbols covered the sky and the sun.

The battle armor of King Mingheng was pitch black, but at this moment, cracks were spreading.His fist was terrifying, distorting the void and shaking the earth, but was blocked by the high priest.

Click!

Accompanied by the crisp sound, the world was silent.

The God King flew out again, and his battle armor was shattered.

"The high priest is invincible!"

Among the crowd, cheers sounded.

Facing the God King, they finally had the power to fight.

The strange demons were terrified and went to help the god king.

"Go away!"

The Divine King Mingheng was furious, his black hair danced wildly, his eyes opened and closed, and there was a terrible thunder burst.

"Humans, don't be too arrogant, the power of the god king is beyond your imagination!"

He was deeply ashamed that he was wounded time and time again by humans.

He is a god king, a supreme existence!

The high priest frowned, his palms trembling slightly.

He knew he was running out of time.

Some parts of his body are aging rapidly.

This invincible power can only be possessed for a short time after all.

"Shoot with all your strength." He sighed, and then took a step, the space seemed to stand still at this moment.

boom!
Gorgeous brilliance soared into the sky, covering the high priest.

King Mingheng's face was icy cold, with strange lines spreading out on the surface of his skin, and a pitch-black spear condensed in his palm, lingering with terrifying thunder.

He also took a step, and suddenly a series of ghosts appeared behind him, they were roaring, trying to tear apart the world and slaughter all living beings!
The entire sky has become their battlefield, and the big explosions are like fireworks in the flourishing age, spreading thousands of miles, almost destroying the world.

For a moment, the sky was dyed red.

"A battle of this level is too terrifying!"

Even the strong man at the peak of the god level is trembling at this moment, feeling his own smallness and fragility.

The two figures are like gods and demons, fighting close to each other, across the sky, and fighting for thousands of miles.

God King Ming Heng stabbed a spear, the void exploded, and the overflowing energy evaporated a lake.

The white clothes of the high priest were stained red with blood, and one arm turned into nothingness under the spear.

However, he counterattacked at the same moment, swung a palm, and the brilliance was as brilliant as a heavenly knife, tearing a big hole in the chest of King Mingheng.

The blood spattered and dripped onto the ground like a missile bombing, extremely terrifying.

The powerhouses of their ranks have great energy in their blood.

Not long after, the painful roar of King Mingheng came from the sky: "Retreat!"

The strange demons looked at each other, seeing the panic in each other's eyes, the king of gods... defeated?
They didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and retreated immediately.

People were overjoyed, they saw a light point flying towards the sky, and they didn't pursue it.

"The high priest is back!"

People greeted them, and were stunned when they saw the figure.

He wobbled and landed under the altar, his body was broken, he lost one arm and two legs, his whole body was covered with blood holes, it was shocking.

This man is the high priest.

He didn't win, he just forced God King Mingheng back, but the price was painful.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, the high priest's body shriveled up and became painfully old in a blink of an eye, leaving only skin and bones, and his eyes were deeply sunken.

His weak vitality is rapidly dissipating.

Everyone understood the sacrifice to the Holy Land, and looked at the high priest with grief and reverence.

The high priest bears the will of heaven and earth and dedicates his life. The meaning of life is vividly reflected at this moment.

He has already completed the transition of life level, although it is short, it is so brilliant that it cannot be described.

(End of this chapter)