As time went by, Zhao Wuling became increasingly unable to sit still.

"No, the Lord of Light has said it before. Our Temple of the Lord of Light lacks the kindness of Lord God of War.

This time I must send the information."

"But, what should I do."

Seeing the sky filled with black fog, Zhao Wuling was at his wits' end.

He could only watch. This feeling made him very powerless and he wanted to give up several times.

But whenever this thought arises, Zhao Wuling shakes his head and throws away these distracting thoughts.

Now that the Temple of the Lord of Light can expand within the star field, it relies on the Temple of the God of War.

It relied on the tacit approval of Ares, the God of War.

Even if Qin Yichen didn't say it, he would still remember this kindness in his heart.

What's more, he made the "mistake" of betraying Ares, the God of War. In this battle, Zhao Wuling really couldn't find a reason for himself to escape unscathed.

"No, I have to try anyway."

Zhao Wuling took a deep breath and jumped into the sky. Facing the black fog, his figure looked so small.

In the black mist, a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Zhao Wuling.

"court death."

Zhao Wuling suddenly stretched out his hand, and the bright light holy armor covered his body, and a burst of light and shadow flowed.

Bang! There was a muffled sound, and Zhao Wuling used the Bright Light Holy Armor three times in one breath to barely break up the attack, but his body retreated uncontrollably.

Zhao Wuling hurriedly stabilized his body and shook his hand.

After the confrontation just now, his arms were already starting to lose control.

"With strength above the Templar level, this is a bit difficult to handle."

Zhao Wuling rubbed his wrists with a solemn expression.

And the man who appeared in the black mist let out a sigh.

"Um?

He was able to block my blow."

Zhao Wuling smiled casually.

"That's all you have?"

Although he was sarcastic, Zhao Wuling did not dare to have the slightest contempt in his heart.

Because the Holy Armor of Mingguang was enough to withstand an attack below the Lord God level, just now, he had used it three times in succession to block this person's attack.

This man's strength is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

The man in the black mist revealed his true appearance, with a black dragon covering his body. He stretched out his hand, and dark chains appeared out of thin air. In just an instant, Zhao Wuling's body was completely covered.

"twist!"

The chains suddenly closed up! Zhao Wuling still had too little fighting experience, and was restricted by this move. He could only use the Bright Light Holy Armor to resist again and again.

The sizzling sound kept coming to his side.

Black smoke emerged on the surface of the Mingguang Holy Armor, and the Mingguang Holy Armor was consumed at an extremely fast rate.

Zhao Wuling roared and took out a sharp sword from the storage ring.

"Let me use the sword moves taught by Lord Light to give you a ride."

Zhao Wuling actually didn't have much confidence in his heart.

This sword move was given to him by Qin Yichen yesterday.

Even just remembering this method of dharma operation in my heart, I haven't even used it in actual combat.

Zhao Wuling slowly raised the sword blade in his hand while running the Mingguang Holy Armor.

"Taofa, three thousand phantom swords!"

With a low roar, the sword blade in his hand turned into thousands. When it came into contact with the chain, there was no collision. It just sank into the chain and occupied half of the sky.

Zhao Wuling took a deep breath. He couldn't see the scene outside, and he didn't know the feedback on the technique. He could only vaguely feel that there were dozens of flying swords outside.

"I have just gathered ten handles now, am I too embarrassed for the Lord of Light?"

"According to the records on the technique, this must be at least a thousand flying swords."

"This requires at least a hundred flying swords to display its full power."

Zhao Wuling held his breath and concentrated, condensing all his spiritual consciousness.

This is the core of Taoism that Qin Yichen gave them, spiritual consciousness.

This thing requires deliberate condensation for the monks of Three Thousand Taoist Courts, but Qin Yichen discovered that people in this world do not need such complicated means.

Perhaps because of their faith, their spiritual consciousness has reached the point where they can perform Taoism.

That's why Qin Yichen dedicated his time to study and use these methods for them.

Now that it was being used, although Zhao Wuling was a little uncomfortable, the process was considered smooth.

It wasn't until his consciousness could no longer focus on the flying sword that he let out a low roar.

"cut!"

In the eyes of the man in black robes, the sword blades all over the sky were like densely packed stars, covering the entire sky. They were rushing in at this moment, carrying an unstoppable power.

Whoosh whoosh! There was a sound of the sword cutting through the air, and the people in the black robe knew that they could not resist it. They immediately waved their sleeves and robes, and the black mist swept over and poured in! The sword blade was swallowed up by the black mist and turned into dots of starlight and fireflies.

The black mist also changed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually becoming transparent from a solid darkness, and finally disappeared under the erosion of the sword blade.

The man in black was shocked.

"What the hell is this!"

He waved his sleeves again, and the black mist continued to flow, colliding with the thousands of lightsabers beside Zhao Wuling.

The scattered fireflies and the gradually disappearing black light.

"What the hell is this! You bastard! Is it the trump card of Olympus!"

The man in black robe screamed.

The sharp sound pierced the eardrums.

Ares, the God of War, suddenly turned his head and looked into the black mist, with a touch of joy on his face.

"Quick! There!"

Under the guidance of the God of War Ares, everyone in the temple discovered that at the end of their sight, the black mist was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving a gap of several miles.

Moreover, this gap is expanding over time.

Everyone in the temple immediately found their direction and set off quickly.

As they got closer, they saw the scene in the sky clearly, and each of them was so shocked that they were speechless.

"Lord God of War! Look at the sky!"

Everyone looked up.

I saw densely packed sword blades all over the sky, sloping down like a waterfall.

Endless! Seeing this scene, Ares, the god of war, quickly jumped into the sky.

"You go through the black fog first. I will join forces with this person to buy you more time to retreat."

Ares, the god of war, did not give them any time to respond, so he rose into the air and launched an attack on the back of the black mist.

Attacked from two sides, the man in black was obviously unable to withstand the attack and hurriedly turned more black mist to protect himself.

This also makes the gap in the sky wider and wider.

Ares, the God of War, roared, and all the power of God of War's faith was poured into him.

He wanted to try first to see if the power of faith could resist this thing.

Facing the pincer attack, the men in black robes were in a hurry, and the black fog gathered in the sky.

There is only an extremely dark point, hanging in the air. On the front, there is the sky full of sword light, and on the back, there is the overwhelming power of faith of Ares, the God of War.

The man in black robe let out a low roar, and suddenly, black mist bloomed, and the world suddenly fell into darkness.

Not long after, the black mist dissipated, and Ares, the god of war, withdrew the power of faith. Zhao Wuling would not stop his technique, so he could only tilt the sword rain from the sky to the ground.

The whole ground was shaking and roaring continuously.

The sky is filled with dust.

Ares, the god of war, was very excited when he saw this.
Chapter completed!