"Haha. A group of Augustus' lackeys came to stop me. Do you really think I wouldn't kill anyone?"

Yuemeng sneered, and saw the members of the Ring Guards who were quickly surrounding him. The murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but soon he felt Augustus's thoughts wrapped around his body like maggots on his bones, and he felt that the aura belonging to Augustus was approaching quickly.

"I don't have time to play with you here. Get out of here!"

The moon roared and reached out and grabbed it. The [Right Hand of the Ice Monarch], which had not yet completely dissipated, condensed again, bringing out a great power, boundless and swept across the world.

"Be careful, this is the right hand of the Ice Monarch, and it cannot be blocked."

The person who knew this spell immediately shouted.

In fact, it is not necessary for him to say that those members of the Ring Guard who have seen this spell directly freeze the power of the void know the horror of this spell. At this moment, they saw the [the right hand of the Ice Lord] sweeping over and dodge them immediately.

"It's really boring to have a bunch of guys who make themselves idiots in research."

Yuemian saw those people avoiding in a frightened manner, and immediately sneered, and his figure flashed. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a crisp voice saying: "Dear professors, this is a false move, he is going to escape!"

"Um?"

The members of the Ring Guard, who were about to disperse, were stunned for a moment, and then quickly sensed the huge frost hand that looked extremely majestic and invincible, and was suddenly a little angry, "Damn it, I was almost cheated."

"Has you seen through? Damn little guy, he's very smart. Then go to death!"

The tactic of being called out by someone to break his sway and turn around and run away. Yuemeng was a little unhappy. She looked over with the sound and happened to see Lin Jianwei in white clothes and short hair. Her eyes shrank slightly and she smiled bitterly in her heart.

"Unfortunate. It's enough to be unlucky to kill someone and be hit by Emma. Now that I'm going to run away, my sister has seen through it again. It's really a big deal."

Yuemeng was speechless, but soon understood why Lin Jianwei would appear here. She had a thought in her mind, "Okay, take this opportunity, maybe..."

Lin Jianwei was looked at by Yueming with murderous gaze. The oppression of the Holy Pose came in an instant. She seemed to suddenly become extremely small, just like an ant looking up at the stars. An extremely humble feeling arose in her heart, making her unable to help but want to kneel down.

"No! How can my swordsmanship be bowed here? How can I just surrender? I have what I want to protect, even if the demigod is in front of me and is an enemy of the whole world, I just draw my sword, draw my sword, draw my sword!"

Lin Jianwei growled in her heart, and faced the moon's gaze with difficulty. The deep gaze on the moon was all-encompassing, as if there were countless majesties, like the sun, like stars, like the sky, like the earth, like the majesty.

Under this pressure, Lin Jianwei even felt that she could not move a finger, let alone draw the sword, as if she would be wiped out just a thought.

"Is this the power of the holy position? This power is indeed worth pursuing. Moreover, if you want to protect Xiaomu, the power of the holy position is not enough. So, how can I bow my head and be afraid in front of this power!"

Under the oppression of the moon, Lin Jianwei's seven orifices were bleeding, which looked extremely sad and tragic, but her will, her persistence, and her desire gradually became condensed under this oppression, just like a big wave washing away the sand. Those impure things were shattered and faded under such oppression.

Under such oppression, she was like jade carved with force, and like steel burned in a copper furnace, removing the drought and reserving the essence, and receiving a baptism of the will and the soul.

She had a feeling that if she could pull out her sword under such oppression, even if she could not immediately advance to the saint position, she could still find the way to the saint position, and the shackles between the shackles for a long time would be cut.

"It's still a little bit. Break it for me!"

Lin Jianwei shouted silently in her heart, and her fingers slowly clenched the big sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword rose little by little.

"Hmph! As a holy throne, you are so shameless to bully a junior like this!"

With a cold snorkeling, the members of the Ring Guard who had reacted surrounded him again. Atmund roared angrily and drew his sword to fight. The golden sword energy roared up and slashed directly towards the moon surface. The sword energy soared into the sky filled the night sky, instantly cutting off the oppression brought to Lin Jianwei by the moon surface.

"hateful!"

Yuemeng screamed in a fit of anger. She wanted to use her own power to oppress Lin Jianwei and point out the way to the sacred throne for Lin Jianwei, but was interrupted.

However, it is naturally impossible for others to understand his ideas. At least in everyone's opinion, Atmond took action in time and saved Lin Jianwei.

Lin Jianwei took a few steps back with lingering fear, and sweat wet her hair. "It's a pity that I seemed to be just a little bit able to touch the Holy Territory. But of course, it's possible that I could die directly under this pressure."

Lin Jianwei glanced at Yuemian and others who were trapped in the battle again. The fluctuations of the holy position were unconcealed, causing the entire sky to fall into chaos. The terrible energy fluctuations forced her to retreat again and again.

"It's still too weak."

She shook the sword in her hand, looked at the moon faced in the center, and frowned slightly, "But strange, why does this person give me a familiar feeling? And the oppression just now..."

A very ridiculous thought flashed through her mind, but Lin Jianwei didn't think much about it. While she was experiencing the feeling of condensing her will just now, she looked at the battle belonging to the holy position and all kinds of enlightenment arose in her heart.

"What a pity. I was interrupted by this guy. Otherwise, under my oppression, with my sister's talent, I might be able to directly break through to the saint position. But it may not be a good thing to pull out seedlings and encourage growth. In this case, perhaps for my sister, I will have a greater understanding."

"But the road to the Holy Territory is almost displayed. It's time to leave, hum, I've already smelled the smell of the old dog Augustus."

Yuemeng pondered for a moment, noticed that Lin Jianwei seemed to be in a certain enlightenment, nodded slightly, glanced at the members of the Ring Guard who were fighting with him, sneered, stepped on her feet, and floated in a vague shape, pulling countless figures in the sky.

Lifelike, each one is exactly the same as the moon surface. In an instant, there were countless figures of moon surfaces in the sky. For a moment, it seemed that the moon surface surrounded all the members of the Ring Guard.

"Mirror clones?! Can we actually divide so many?"

Someone was shocked and said, "A not-so-advanced mirror clone technique was a bit shocking in the hands of the moon."

"Damn it, I lost my grasp of his breath! This is absolutely not an ordinary mirror clone?!"

"No, he wants to escape, find out his true body quickly!"

"Haha, it's too late. I'll be with you guys."

"I want to leave, Moon, where are you leaving? Let me die!"

Boom boom boom boom!
Chapter completed!