Zhao Wuling also knew very well that his offensive methods were lacking and not powerful.

After kneeling devoutly in front of the statue of the Lord of Light for a long time, he finally received the guidance of the statue of the Lord of Light.

That's being mean.

With the Light Lord Temple at his back, does he really need offensive capabilities?

There's no need for it at all! Ridiculously powerful defensive equipment like the Light Lord Temple is his best offensive method.

As long as you lure the enemy into being fooled and enter the attack range of the God-killing Thunder Cannon, whoever comes will lose a piece of skin as long as they are not at the level of gods.

To put it bluntly, Zhao Wuling has a very clear understanding of himself, that is, he is a tortoise-shell iron bastard used to attract opponents.

While relying on the Holy Armor of Bright Light to protect yourself, you can attract the opponent's attack by being mean.

In the face of Zhao Wuling's heaven-defying defense, even if he fired the God-killing Thunder Cannon at him, it would not have much impact on him.

Now that the phantom of the light master has appeared, these black shadows cannot even get close to him.

"All law enforcement teams listen to the order, turn the direction of the God-killing Thunder Cannon, and shoot this big guy!"

Under the control of Zhao Wuling, the phantom of the Light Lord Statue sometimes showed an irresistible posture, and sometimes burst out with powerful force, pushing away the black shadows surrounding him.

To the people below, it looked like there was a huge ball in the sky, sometimes swelling and sometimes shrinking.

Temple believers found this heartbreaking.

Ten breaths later, another round of God-killing Thunder Cannon was ready.

The blue light tore through the darkness woven by the shadows, and Zhao Wuling smiled.

"You guys play slowly, I won't accompany you anymore."

Zhao Wuling's body suddenly disappeared without a trace. The next moment, he had teleported to the top of the Light Lord's branch hall. He imitated Qin Yichen's movements and put one hand behind his back, letting the gods' thunder cannons below squander their power wantonly.

Black Shadow was immediately stunned.

We are all besieged like this, how can we escape?

Is it this person’s ability, or can everyone in the Light Lord Temple do it?

All the shadows were covered in darkness.

They didn't know this trick existed before.

All this was already doomed when Matt and them tried their hand at it.

They couldn't find any tricks on Matt, but Matt could find out their details.

It was also Matt's battle that laid the foundation for Zhao Wuling's victory.

Seeing the countless black shadows in front of him turn into powder, Zhao Wuling clicked his tongue and sighed.

"There is no one who can fight."

"This is still a branch hall. In the Light Lord's Temple, there are countless weapons more powerful than this God-killing Heavenly Thunder Cannon."

"You have such a good life, I'm starting to envy you."

Zhao Wuling is still killing people in the air without paying for their lives.

And a kind of black shadow was almost going crazy. Regardless of the fact that they were about to be annihilated by the beam of light, they rushed towards Zhao Wuling regardless of their own safety.

Judging from their posture, it seems that they are talking.

"Come here if you dare!"

"Without these ghosts, you are nothing!"

"Come and challenge!"

Zhao Wuling thought about the thoughts of these dark shadows, and felt a sense of joy in his heart.

This feeling of not being beaten for being a bitch is really great! With a snap of his fingers, a recliner appeared behind Zhao Wuling, and Zhao Wuling lay down comfortably.

With another wave, two believers who had been prepared appeared beside him, bringing tea and water, as well as pastries.

"tasty."

Not to mention how loud Zhao Wuling is.

As the light beam dispersed, everything below seemed to have settled.

Zhao Wuling glanced at it.

"Um?

They actually stopped attacking, which is not good news."

With this thought in his mind, Zhao Wuling became even more unbridled and continued his provocations that would kill people even if they wanted to kill him.

He casually pulled the woman serving tea beside him and pointed at the ashes on the ground, his face full of embarrassment.

"See, this is the strength of the law enforcement captain, be strong."

"I'm telling you, if you don't talk about this kind of thing, even if you come back three times, no, ten times! I don't care if they come back or not."

"Don't you still believe in my strength?

Powerful and invincible.”

Zhao Wuling gradually entered the scene, and the black figures hiding in the distance were all angry and itching their teeth.

But they have already attacked once, and now they have no money to attack again, so they can only stay where they are and wait for the priest to send more powerful helpers.

However, they are destined not to wait for such help.

In the middle of a dark mountain, a figure suddenly landed, and his huge body fell to the ground, causing the surrounding earth to tremble.

The Qianjun war hammer hit the ground again, and another tremor was heard.

Matt looked around through the armor.

The location where the sound transmission fell is here, and this is already the opponent's home base.

Matt coughed lightly.

"Under the orders of the Lord of Light, I am here to conquer you."

"If you had known better and surrendered earlier, the Lord of Light might have left you a way to survive."

Matt can be said to be full of confidence at this moment. Facing such unknown creatures, the blood of the God of War hidden deep in his body is showing signs of recovery.

He longs to fight.

Eager to conquer these powerful opponents.

Just like what he did in countless conquests in the star field.

"Hey, kid, don't scream, this is where you will die."

On top of a huge rock, the sacrifice finally appeared.

The strange red robe was somewhat tattered, and on the dark head hung the bones of a deer head.

At the end of the black staff in his hand are bones one after another.

You don't need to think twice to know that this must be made of the spine of some kind of creature.

Matt looked at the sacrifice in front of him and nodded slightly.

"You are qualified to be my opponent, which is beyond my expectation."

The moment Matt saw the priest, he also lost his contempt in his heart. He could feel the pressure from the priest.

According to common sense, in a world without faith, Templar-level strength is already invincible.

But the Thunder Cloud Star Territory is obviously not such an environment.

Although this sacrifice has some power of faith, it is not strong. On the contrary, it is its own world law, which is more powerful. The little breath that seems to be leaked inadvertently is not much different from the past self.

If other temples encounter such a being, it will be good if they can avoid being destroyed by the group. The only possibility of victory is to let the Lord God take action.

But this is from an ordinary temple, and now the sacrifice is facing the Temple of the Lord of Light.

Matt casually picked up the Qianjun War Hammer and took a step forward. With this step, the ground could no longer bear the heavy pressure, leaving a deep footprint.

And this is still the case when Matt is lifting himself up. If he lets himself stand on the ground, this critical war hammer and the armor that is twice as heavy as the war hammer are enough to make the ground under his feet softer than the clouds.

.

With every step he took, Matt's breathing became calmer.

All attention is on the sacrifice.

One hundred steps.

The two were only a hundred steps apart! Matt suddenly took action, and in the next moment, the Qianjun war hammer directly smashed the place where the priest stood.

Amidst the splash of soil, a sharp blade passed by his neck.

Matt was nervous.
Chapter completed!