Game Tycoon Reborn

The space here is amazingly stable, the hero summoning failed!

"Oh? What are you doing? Are you planning to use summoned creatures to deal with me? I forgot to tell you, this is a magic-forbidden area, and all summoned creatures' laws are invalid!"

While speaking, Priest Haoxuan stretched out his hand lightly, and pulled out the "cup of wine" dagger from his shoulder.

Then, everyone saw something that surprised them collectively.

On Priest Haoxuan's shoulder, the wound that was stabbed by the magic weapon of "Cup of Wine" healed quickly.

This is definitely not a normal healing speed. Even if a god-level Taoist priest uses a large healing technique, it is impossible to heal the wound so quickly.

You must know that although the drinking dagger is small, it is still a high-level magic weapon. It can be placed in the core area of ​​the hall, and it is not an ordinary magic weapon that is selected by the champion team.

However, even the injuries caused by the divine soldiers, that priest Haoxuan can heal immediately, this is simply a divinely blessed body, there is no chance of winning a duel with such a guy.

Wang Ling's face became more serious. He knew that this priest must be powerful, but he didn't expect the other party to be so monstrous. At this moment, he felt a little uncertain.

Once a warrior loses the confidence to win, his momentum will inevitably decline. Seeing Wang Ling's hesitation, everyone knows that he has lost the most important belief in victory, and if he starts to fight again, he will undoubtedly lose.

"Oh, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you. Within the scope of the temple, the priest will be protected by divine power, all attributes will be improved, and it will be equivalent to immortality. Do you want to continue to challenge the majesty of the priest?"

Before the words were finished, the female priests beside Priest Haoxuan cheered, as if the priest they worshiped had already won the battle.

"Go away! Lowly untouchable, my target has never been you! It's him!" Priest Haoxuan cursed loudly, and pointed at Wu Hao who was still in a daze.

"Wu Hao, how long are you going to be a turtle? Are you afraid of me? After handing over the Divine Weapon of Wrath, and then kneeling down to repent, kneeling for three days and three nights, this priest may consider letting you go! " Priest Haoxuan is majestic and majestic.

Everyone at the scene already understood that this person came here to trouble Wuhao on purpose. This priest Haoxuan was from Prince Ning's Mansion at all. To use divine power to punish Wu Hao, to vent anger for Prince Ning's mansion.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on Wu Hao. He had been forced to this point. Even if Wu Hao didn't want to fight anymore, he should show something.

And the Wuhao in everyone's eyes, that fearless young man who just won the championship and dared to take the initiative to challenge the evil god Liuyun, where did he go?

At this moment, Lu Menglin is still immersed in the world of science and cannot extricate himself.

The magic-making technique he just learned was constantly being deduced and changed in his mind, presenting infinite possibilities. He was at a critical juncture, and he had no intention of paying attention to the outside world at all.

The knowledge system that Lu Menglin has learned in the earth world, as well as the work experience of scientific analysis with Xiaozhi, the shipboard intelligent system, all make Lu Menglin's vision and thinking completely different from those of the gods. Using a scientific system to redefine the technology of magic construction, and through the flow of his own spiritual power, he is transforming the magic weapon in his hand.

Although it was only a small change, it was a big milestone for Lu Menglin.

"Aren't you going to hand over the Wrath Slashing Divine Weapon? My patience is limited! Bring it to me!" Priest Haoxuan yelled at the same time, stretched out his five fingers on his right hand, aimed at Wu Hao, and took advantage of the situation Grasp.

Suddenly, a half-illusioned giant palm stretched out from midair, the size of a carriage, with golden light, like a god's hand, it fell in the air, and slapped Wu Hao who was standing on the ground.

This giant palm condensed by the energy of the light pattern is as powerful as a blow from a level 43 powerhouse, and its momentum is astonishing. This is the attack technique evolved from the void by the priest with the help of the energy of the temple.

I believe that if it was outside the temple, the priest Haoxuan would not be able to use this move, but at this moment inside the temple, he can mobilize the light pattern energy in the temple to make this incredible attack.

This blow, even if it can't directly blow up Wu Hao, but it still needs to give him a disarming blow, blow his prestige to the fullest, let's see how long he can sit still!Priest Haoxuan thought to himself.

Moreover, he secretly concealed evil intentions. His purpose of doing all this was to force Wu Hao to do something to him. As long as Wu Hao made a move, he could use his status as a priest to give Wu Hao a blasphemy of the temple. A great crime, to deal with this great enemy in the name of heresy.

Such a terrifying blow of divine power immediately changed the faces of many people present.

The giant palm fell in an instant, but the Wu Hao under the palm didn't realize it, he didn't mean to dodge or defend at all, and he was still frowning, as if he was thinking hard about something.

At this moment, everyone present knew that Wu Hao was definitely not afraid to fight, but that the situation was really wrong!

Huang Shaotian gritted his teeth fiercely, shook the broken jade spear, the spear point was facing the sky, the light pattern power in his body was burning fiercely, and rushed straight to the sky from the spear point like a torch of fire, she wanted to sacrifice her life for a blow, and challenge the mighty power head-on!

Almost at the same time, Tu Shanming was bleeding all over his body, and all the large and small wounds on his body were cracked. He also let out a loud tiger roar and took a step forward.

After taking this step, the man was covered in blood, as if he had just been lifted off the battlefield, he was inhuman.

At this critical moment, Lu Menglin was finally awakened by the drastic change in the aura of his companions.

He raised his head suddenly, only a piece of gold was left in front of his eyes, a huge golden palm descended from the sky, and an indescribable pressure overwhelming the sky.

Seeing that Wu Hao really didn't dodge or dodge, the priest Haoxuan was ecstatic, even he didn't expect that he could kill the enemy with a single palm and accomplish a great feat.

In an instant, that golden giant palm was directly restored to the essence of energy flow in Lu Menglin's eyes, which was the same as the energy flow in the magic equipment.

So, without even thinking about it, Lu Menglin raised the Divine Weapon of Rage in his hand, pointed at the node of this energy flow, and poked hard.

In the eyes of everyone, that golden giant palm seemed to strike like a god, but when it reached the top of Lord Wuhao's head, it seemed to suddenly become a punctured air bag, shriveled in an instant, and dissipated invisibly.

The contrast in this scene was so great that everyone present was dumbfounded and almost lost their voices.

That Priest Haoxuan was also stunned on the spot, no matter what, he would never have imagined that he would miss by mobilizing the energy of the temple!

"Coincidence! It must be a coincidence!" Priest Haoxuan can only think that the martial arts hero's luck is against the sky. It happened that the blow hit the weak point of the energy giant palm and shattered the energy structure, so this incredible thing happened.

"How did you become like this?" Lu Menglin was also a little surprised, looking at the miserable conditions of his companions, he asked in a low voice.

The blow just now made him feel quite memorable, especially the casual stabbing by himself, which was a kind of ingenuity, which was acquired by a skillful hand.

Lu Menglin faintly felt that practicing the technique of "constructing magic" by himself seemed to be not only used to change the attributes of equipment, but also had a great effect in actual combat.

If you can observe the opponent's energy flow in time, it is tantamount to opening the eye of reality, and you can attack the opponent's weakness at any time.Of course, the premise is that the attack speed can keep up, and the power exerted can break through the defense, and maybe be able to defeat an enemy stronger than oneself.

Of course, this is just an idea, and one of many.

Lu Menglin felt that he could no longer think wildly, he had to stop and come back to reality, otherwise he would soon become a crazy Frankenstein.

Huang Shaotian saw that Lord Wuhao was awake, he quickly whispered to his ear, and quickly explained what happened just now.

Lu Menglin frowned, first glanced at Liu Wenzhang who was still unable to get up on the ground, then at Tu Shanming who was spraying blood all over his body, and couldn't help shaking his head.

This action means that he is very upset!

When someone feels very upset, his enemy will be even more upset!

Chapter 89 Tear Effect

"It's you who want me to hand over the magic weapon?" Lu Menglin frowned, and fixed his eyes on the sunny and handsome young priest.

"Hmph!" Priest Haoxuan snorted coldly. He felt that he didn't need to answer such a stupid question. Didn't the other party ask it knowingly?

"If you want something from me, you can just find me! Why did you hurt them?" Lu Menglin asked again in a daze, which made everyone feel a little confused.

Maybe it's because he hasn't completely switched from the role of a technical man. This way of thinking about problems is a little different, mainly because it is completely inconsistent with the behavior of the fighting nation of the god nation.

Priest Haoxuan was also a little confused, he didn't know how to answer, because what the other party said made sense!why?

"This, this is the Temple of Miracles! You are not qualified to ask me this kind of question! You are not worthy of having this magical weapon!" Priest Haoxuan said angrily.

Lu Menglin shook his head and said with a smile: "No, this is not the Temple of Miracles! The one on the sacred mountain is! Also, what are you? Can you represent the Temple? Are you the Pope? God Emperor?"