While Wang Mingyang was dodging the continuous sword light, he was thinking rapidly.

"I said, there must be light..."

The angel's light and shadow in the distance suddenly raised the holy sword high and read these words in a scornful tone.

But it was in federal language.

Rather than any language that Zi Mu had ever conveyed to him.

This situation gave Wang Mingyang a flash of inspiration in his mind.

Among those languages, there is even a special language used by the superior ancient angels.

However, this superior ancient angel's distraction is neither a spiritual transmission nor a special language.

Is it...

With his mind racing, Wang Mingyang had no time to think too much.

The skylight covering several kilometers suddenly fell.

It encompassed Wang Mingyang, the remaining seven thunder dragons, and nine three-legged golden crows.

The thunder dragon, the three-legged golden crow, and the remaining three or five parasitic ancient angels, under the illumination of the holy light, ignited golden holy flames and were quickly annihilated.

Wang Mingyang firmly held on to the space barrier to protect himself within it.

However, the three-meter-thick space barrier quickly shrank to a range of ten centimeters.

The rate of reduction gradually slowed down.

Wang Mingyang thought, and four space cuts appeared beside the angel's light and shadow.

Pass by it.

However, the angel's light and shadow did not dodge at all.

The space cutting seemed to really cut on the phantom, without causing any harm to it.

"It is a combination of energy and spirit. Space cutting is useless..."

Zimu's words rang rapidly in Wang Mingyang's mind.

"What should we do, a mental attack?"

Wang Mingyang asked anxiously, if his strongest means can't hurt it, can he only use his mental strength?

That was the distraction of the superior ancient angel...!

Even if it is a distraction, its mental power is absolutely powerful.

The example of the dark master is still vivid in my mind!

"Its strength is not as terrifying as you think."

"Don't worry, I'm behind you..."

The purple-eyed voice sounded encouraging, but Wang Mingyang always felt that it was a bit too tempting.

However, Wang Mingyang had no other option.

Space domination, thunder of destruction, and golden flames of the sun, these three methods are invincible.

But in front of the angel's light and shadow, it doesn't have much effect.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Mingyang quickly thickened the space barrier.

A beam of golden light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, putting all his mental energy into it.

Seeing the golden light emitting from Wang Mingyang's eyebrows, Angel Light was obviously stunned for a moment.

Golden light shot directly into its eyebrows.

The angel's light and shadow and Wang Mingyang's body stood in the void at the same time.

In the unknown void, Wang Mingyang's spiritual power entered a grand spiritual world.

Everything is filled with holy light, except for the center of the world.

Standing impressively was a seraph that exuded endless light.

Vaguely, Joseph's face can also be distinguished.

"Blasphemers, seek death!"

The seraphim seemed to have been insulted in some way, and a voice filled with endless anger echoed through the spiritual world.

The entire spiritual world shone brightly, turning into a spiritual sun that shot the holy sword at Wang Mingyang.

"Burn you to death!"

Wang Mingyang let out a silent roar, and the mental sun was like a real scorching sun.

Blazing flames bloomed, turning into three-legged golden crows that filled the sky, and rushed towards the seraph angel crazily.

Outside the spiritual world, the bracelet on Wang Mingyang's wrist emitted a little purple light and escaped directly into the angel's light and shadow.

The next moment, Wang Mingyang's mental sun seemed to be tainted with a little purple meaning.

"boom!"

The battle of spiritual power is more often a collision between quality and quantity.

The holy sword in the sky collided with the three-legged golden crow with a hint of purple and was annihilated.

The six-winged angel flapped its six wings and flashed over with the holy sword in hand.

In the spiritual world, it seems to have powerful spatial power.

You can appear wherever you want in an instant.

Wang Mingyang's spiritual sun was slashed by the holy sword.

A sharp pain that went straight to his soul made Wang Mingyang howl.

"I will fight with you!"

The huge spiritual sun shrank suddenly and turned into Wang Mingyang's human body.

Holding a horizontal knife in his hand, he started to fight wildly with the seraphs.

I don’t know how long they have been fighting, but both spiritual bodies have become a little dim.

"Now! Activate the power of your faith!"

The purple-eyed voice exploded, and Wang Mingyang had no time to think about it, and it was just a conditioned reflex.

Mobilize wisps of light golden power of faith from your own spiritual world.

The horizontal knife in his hand suddenly ignited with a pale golden flame.

The sword slashed down suddenly, and the Seraph raised his holy sword to resist.

The next moment, Hengdao directly cut the holy sword.

One knife cut off the Seraph's arm and one of its wings.

"Ah! Damned blasphemer!"

"How dare you covet the power of faith!"

The seraphim roared angrily, as if a fly had fallen into his delicious food.

The body suddenly moved away, but its wounds were still lingering with wisps of light golden power of faith.

It was like a poison that was constantly corroding its mental body.

This is the power of faith that belongs exclusively to Wang Mingyang.

It is different from the milky white power of faith displayed by Joseph’s distraction.

"I've heard this before!"

Wang Mingyang roared, and quickly approached the Seraphim in a flash.

The horizontal sword condensed with spiritual power in his hand was slashed again.

A light golden blade flashed and struck directly on the Seraph's chest.

"Damn it!"

The Seraphim roared angrily, and endless milky white light bloomed from his body.

The strong power of faith surged out, dispersing all of Wang Mingyang's power of faith.

The next moment, the originally extremely angry Seraphim suddenly became extremely cold and calm.

The holy sword condensed in his hand again, but it was a milky white holy sword forged by the power of faith.

"Judgment..."

The seraph held the sword in both hands and raised it high above his head.

He slashed Wang Mingyang with one sword.

High-end swordsmanship requires only simple slashes.

This sword seems to contain some ancient and powerful will.

Wang Mingyang was so shocked that he forgot to dodge.

"Use your will to kill it!"

The purple-eyed roar instantly woke Wang Mingyang up.

And the sword light that covered the sky and the sun was already slashing towards him.

Wang Mingyang's mental body's eyes narrowed, and endless anger surged in his heart.

He recalled the contempt the Dark Lord had for him.

That kind of aloof posture, as if he could kill himself at any time like a bug.

The dark master at that time noticed the power of faith in Wang Mingyang's spiritual world.

Just like the seraph in front of him, he was full of endless anger... and disgust.

With his words, he seemed to hold the power of life and death for all sentient beings.

He will be judged at every turn...

Judgment, why?

Just a group of vampires lying on top of Blue Star Civilization.

Why do you look down on all living beings with such a superior attitude?

Judge whoever you want to judge?

"Judge your mother!"

Wang Mingyang tilted his body slightly, and with a roar, he held the knife in both hands and put all his spiritual power and faith into it.

With the momentum of breaking a cauldron, he slashed out a sword that contained his endless anger and unyielding will.

The light golden sword light flashed with purple light, and it cut together with the milky white sword light.

"boom!"

In the silent spiritual world, there was like a thunderous explosion.

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