Game Tycoon Reborn

Unexpectedly, this guy was so clear about the details of the temple, Priest Haoxuan couldn't help but hesitated again, not knowing how to answer.

Of course he is not the pope, nor can he represent the temple or the royal family. He can only represent himself, a third-level priest.

Priests have always been supreme within the sphere of influence of the Temple of Miracles, no one has ever dared to question them, that's why Priest Haoxuan has the prestige today.

However, this does not mean that he is really qualified to dare to say that he can represent the temple.

"Forget it, it's not important! You want my magic weapon? Then get it yourself! According to the rules of the gods, as long as you win the battle! This anger is yours! If you lose, hehe! I don't want yours."

As Wu Hao uttered such straightforward and bold words, everyone present felt extremely relieved, because the Wu Hao they were familiar with had finally returned!

Priest Haoxuan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed wildly, because he thought this Wuhao was stupid, really stupid!

Didn't he see what happened just now?As long as he is under the shroud of Shenhui, he is invincible, how dare he challenge?

"Are you provoking me? Provoking a priest in the temple? Hehe! I am happy to accept your challenge! After all, I was your predecessor, and it is only natural to teach you a little lesson! Then, let me Defeat you with your own hands and take away your magic weapon!"

While Priest Haoxuan was speaking loudly, the power of the light patterns in his body was like the raging tide of the sea, surging and getting stronger and stronger, even echoing the energy of the light patterns in this hall.

Everyone's expression changed. It turned out that this was the terrifying aspect of the battle priest. Compared with the momentum that erupted now, the battle just now was nothing more than a child's play.

As long as he is in this hall, this third-level priest is almost invincible. Unless he meets a higher-level priest and suppresses him with a higher level, otherwise, he is equivalent to possessing endless energy With an immortal body, who dares to say that he can defeat him?

"Wait a minute!" No one expected that Lord Wuhao would make such a speechless request at such a critical moment.

"Haha! Wuhao boy, do you want to beg for mercy? Kneel down! Kneel down in front of me, maybe I will consider giving you a chance to redeem your sins!" Priest Haoxuan laughed triumphantly.

Lu Menglin didn't even lift his head, but lightly rested his fingertips on the Wrath Slashing Divine Soldier.

A ray of highly concentrated mental power shot out along the fingertips, and quickly swam on the edge of the wrathful divine soldier.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Menglin only needs to release his mental power with a single thought, but now he has to use his fingertips as an aid, which only shows that he is extremely solemn about this release, and no mistakes are allowed.

"What is he doing?" Everyone present couldn't help but have such doubts in their hearts.

After coming down from the top of the sacred mountain, this martial artist seems to be abnormal all the time, crazy. This scene is really painful for relatives, and quick for enemies. Even those seeded players who have no grievances with him feel like a kind of rabbit dies and foxes feel sad Feeling, can't help but feel sad.

He is obviously such a heroic and invincible Wuhao lord, how could he turn into such a ghost after a fusion of divine soldiers?

"Stop playing tricks! Hurry up and suffer your death!" Priest Haoxuan shook his head, as if he had already pronounced his final fate on Wu Hao.

In his eyes, this Wuhao was dumbfounded, and he looked more and more annoying.

Lu Menglin didn't say a word, and continued to concentrate on injecting his mental power into the God of Fury Slashing Weapon, and carried out the magic transformation.

Based on his current comprehension of magic-constructing techniques, it is not enough to create new attributes on high-level weapons like the Wrath Slasher, but it is still possible to make some small adjustments to the original attributes.

Once this idea came into his mind, Lu Menglin only felt itchy and unbearable, and just wanted to implement it immediately, but he didn't seem to care much about the fight in front of him.

Seeing that the other party was still stroking his wrath-slashing magic weapon, showing no intention of moving, not even raising his head, Priest Haoxuan suddenly felt as if he had been greatly insulted!

This is contempt!Naked contempt!

Priest Haoxuan couldn't bear the feeling of being ignored, he shouted loudly, rushed towards Wuhao with all his strength, and smashed him with a punch.

He punched down fiercely, and saw a large group of golden divine radiance on the fist of Priest Haoxuan. Those are the light pattern energy infused with the power of faith, which is much stronger than the light pattern energy in the body of ordinary god nation fighters. The explosive power is stronger, and it carries a mental shock, which is hard to guard against and unavoidable.

Moreover, Priest Haoxuan's active attack seemed impulsive, but in fact he was not reckless. While punching, a layer of divine radiance lit up on his body.

That is the light streak energy blessed by the gods. In this hall, it is integrated with the energy of the entire hall and has extremely high defense.

The clerics present saw the divine splendor glowing on Priest Haoxuan's body, and they all felt relieved, because they knew very well that even if the other party had the best magic weapon in hand, it would be almost impossible to break through the divine splendor's defense , at least in this hall bathed in divine grace, it is absolutely impossible.

Seeing that Priest Haoxuan's golden fist hit Wu Hao's forehead, a majestic force was about to erupt, but Wu Hao just frowned, as if he was unwilling to be disturbed, retracted his fingers, and gently He waved the Divine Weapon of Fury in his hand.

It was really just waving lightly, as if trying to drive something away.

The Wrath Slasher drew an arc with a graceful angle in the void, and hit Priest Haoxuan's shoulder with great precision.

hum!

The power of angrily beheading the divine soldier and the divine body protection, two powerful forces erupted at the same time, and the resulting counter-shock force pushed Priest Haoxuan back three steps in a row.

Everyone's eyes lit up, but they were not surprised by this result.

As expected of Lord Wuhao, even with a random blow, he was able to strike first and strike the divine weapon of wrath on the body of this priest.

At least in terms of martial arts, Wu Hao is completely superior, and this Priest Haoxuan is not at the same level as him.

With one blow, Priest Haoxuan took three steps back, while Wu Hao's feet seemed to have taken root, standing motionless on the spot, the strength of both sides was judged.

Just now, the priest Haoxuan spoke so shamelessly that he belittled all the seeded contestants. Now Wu Hao gave him a disqualification, which made everyone feel elated, which was extremely refreshing.

Under the divine radiance, the divine robe on Priest Haoxuan's shoulders actually had a small tear, and the shoulders under the robes revealed a hint of red, which was the color of bloodstains.

The sharp-eyed female clergymen on the side screamed after seeing this scene.

"Ah! My lord priest, you are injured!"

"Master Haoxuan is injured? How is this possible? He should be protected by Shenhui!"

"These people really deserve to die! How dare you hurt Lord Haoxuan!"

These female clerics started yelling, which made Priest Haoxuan lose face and was a little confused.

"Shut up! Shut up! This little injury is nothing! In the temple, this priest is invincible, no one can hurt me!"

"Come on! Bring my priest's armor and divine sword!" Priest Haoxuan blurted out angrily.

He didn't expect that that Wuhao's casual blow, which seemed to be an understatement, could pierce through the protection of Shenhui and injure his body. Although under Shenhui, his recovery power was ten times normal, but this detail It was enough to arouse his attention and vigilance.

Since the magic weapon in the opponent's hand could hurt him, he must not be taken lightly, that's why priest Haoxuan put on a thick face and asked someone to bring his priest's armor and divine sword.

"Wuhao! This priest admits that you do have some skills! But you are not a majestic holding a magic weapon! Wait for this priest to put on the armor and get the weapon, and then I will fight with you!" Priest Haoxuan blushed and shouted loudly road.

"No need!" Lu Menglin said lightly, resting his fingertips on the blade of the Divine Slashing Weapon again.

"What? Are you afraid? Since you are afraid of this priest, why don't you kneel down obediently and beg for mercy!" Priest Haoxuan only felt annoyed and irritable, looking at the person in front of him, he was extremely disgusted, but he didn't know where it came from There was a problem, so I had to curse casually.

"I don't fight the dead!" Lu Meng said calmly without raising her head.

"What? You dare to curse this priest? You are the dead..." Before the words fell, Priest Haoxuan's expression suddenly became serious, he slowly lowered his head, and moved his eyes to the stabbed in the shoulder.

boom!

Suddenly, Priest Haoxuan's shoulder exploded, blood splashed like a fountain, the amount of bleeding was astonishingly large, almost more than half of the blood volume in a normal human body.

Priest Haoxuan's face was full of shock, and he fell to the ground like a half-split log.