Commanding Wind and Cloud

Gan Wushuang jumped up suddenly, the calmness in his eyes turned into a sword of endless anger, and the body of the kneeling person trembled and did not dare to raise his head.

"This Duanfeng Buer really thinks that he has been promoted to the state of becoming a saint, so no one can take care of him!" Gan Wushuang waved his big hand: "Give him the holy artifact! See if he has the guts to take my family's holy artifact! If he dares to take it, give it to him! When it comes to the rookie king competition, he will not even think about getting out of the ring alive! Even if it is the face of the snake emperor Pan Hongji, I will not give it to Gan Wushuang!"

The shopkeeper of the gambling shop still knelt on the ground trembling and did not dare to get up, but he felt unspeakable grievances in his heart. This matter would definitely fall on him in the end-of-year assessment. Although he didn't want to take the bet at the time, Gan Wushuang insisted on it. But after all, he is the one who has the opportunity to awaken the power of the ultimate bloodline, and no one will trouble him.

Gan Wushuang's complexion is not looking good either, the matter of the nine holy artifacts was agreed to by him that day, if he repents at this time, he will definitely be ridiculed by countless forces, and the morale of the Gan family will fall to the bottom.

"Why don't you go?" Gan Wushuang looked at the shopkeeper kneeling on the ground in annoyance.

"Master Wushuang...the sacred treasure house...people like me can't get in." The sweat on the forehead of the shopkeeper of the casino was like light rain, and he didn't even have the courage to look up at the soles of Qian Wushuang's feet.

Gan Wushuang smiled relievedly, what kind of person was he, to be provoked by someone like Duanfengbuer to become angry, and even forgot that this little person in front of him could not enter the position of the sacred treasure house.

For a huge family, the sacred weapon is usually not placed in the internal fighting world of a strong man. A real warrior understands one thing very well, the stronger the warrior, the more likely he will die.

Powerful power usually does not necessarily bring long life to the strong, but may bring the shroud of death earlier.

On the battlefield, the most capable target is often the easiest target to attack.

A magician can't kill a strong man who has awakened from the sky, what about a group of magicians? Equipped with the strongest magic equipment and a relatively restrained magic circle, it only needs to hit this strong man severely, and the surrounding fighters will swarm up to kill the most prominent fighter.

Therefore, every huge family will have a special secret location dedicated to storing holy artifacts. Otherwise, once the owner of the fighting world with the holy artifacts dies suddenly, it will be a heavy blow to a family.

The shopkeeper of the gambling shop carefully put away the tokens, bowed his head and quickly exited the yard, raised his head and exhaled a long breath, thinking to himself, this time when the matter is reviewed at the end of the year, it can only be me who is unlucky, and my descendants will also be affected.

The shopkeeper of the casino thought that if his descendants could not awaken their blood, they would be deprived of more and more because of their relationship, and used it to warn other family members not to make mistakes again.

"I Ganzeng can live like this, but my son absolutely can't live like this..." The shopkeeper of the gambling shop completely straightened his bent waist, and people passing by looked at Qianzeng curiously. How could this person who always nodded and bowed when seeing others on weekdays have a special aura? The feeling of looking up to?

Hallows? Take it away! Gan Zeng took a deep breath, his eyes sparkled with never-before-seen determination, and left with one or several holy artifacts. Perhaps his son could rely on these sacred artifacts to become a powerful warrior in the future!

"Gancheng's son can be motivated, why can't I be able to do Zeng's son steadily?"

Gan Zeng shook his hands that were so tense that he was sweating, and walked quickly to an important contact point, where he would get a little direction to the sacred treasure.

Stealing a family's sacred artifacts is a very, very difficult thing. I don't know how many people in this world are staring at the sacred artifacts of the major families. If you steal it once and sell it to the demons, you will never have to worry about eating and drinking in this life.

Of course, the premise is that there is a life to spend this gold coin. The stolen blood family must be desperately searching for and killing them, and they will never give up even if they face the Anbu of the demon clan.

Gan Zeng didn't know how many levels he had gone through, and finally came to a special metal box, held by two blood warriors of the Gan family. As for how strong it was, he couldn't tell.

"Master Wushuang wants me to take all eleven holy artifacts away..."

Before Qian Zeng could finish his words, the long sword at the waist of the bloodline warrior guarding the holy vessel flashed a brilliant silver lightning in the air, and there was a red streak of blood on Gan Zeng's throat.

The next moment, fresh blood came out from the bloodshot trace, as if a gap had been opened in a water bag filled with water, and clear water splashed out from the gap, erupting from Ganzeng's throat.

what happened? why? There shouldn't be any problem with Gan Wushuang's token... Gan Zeng slowly fell back, looking at the two cold-blooded soldiers in front of him.

"Did you really think that I, Gan Wushuang, was a mindless idiot? Do you think I can't guess what you want to do?"

Gan Wushuang was sitting on the grand teacher's chair in the hall, gently turning the teacup in his hand, with a cold smile on his lips: "Damn, you should kill a group of people, let them know with blood, don't have the heart to resist. If you kill early, there will be no such thing as motivation. Patriarch, you are too kind."

Gan Zeng fell to the ground, blood kept spraying out, and life was passing away from his body bit by bit. He watched a young Gan family member pass by him, without looking at him dead on the ground, and said calmly: "Master Wushuang, I order you to escort the nine holy artifacts with me to Duanfeng Buer."

The two blood warriors stood up without saying a word, carrying the heavy box in one hand, and followed the young man away expressionlessly, leaving only Gan Zeng lying on the ground who hadn't completely died, recalling in a daze, always thought that Gan Wushuang was just an arrogant, brainless blood warrior who couldn't think things through, and couldn't even guess what he was thinking. Now it seems...

This man is not brainless, but in his opinion, many things are simply not worth thinking about, or don't need to be put into action immediately!

That's right! Only when it really has no use value and has a rebellious heart, it will be discarded like garbage, and no one else will be given a chance to use it.

"Motivation, I, Gan Wushuang, will not kill you. I will completely break your spirit and let you know that blood warriors are insurmountable. For your father, you can only return to the Gan family and become a loyal dog under my command." The teacup in Gan Wu's hands turned into shattered pieces, and his smile was full of confidence: "Take as many holy artifacts as I want, and I'll let you spit them all out! And I will forge countless soul soldiers for my Gan family! The Gan family will definitely develop into the first family in the mainland in my hands!"

"Thank you Xingchen!" Gan Wushuang got up and paced the room slowly: "Thank Xingchen for sending me such a good dog!"

Holy artifacts, nine sacred artifacts!

Apart from the three sacred artifacts mortgaged at that time, Duanfengbuer placed all the nine sacred artifacts he won on the table covered with white cloth, which immediately attracted the surprise of the presidents of the fighter unions all around.

The holy artifact of the gods!

As the branch presidents of the Warrior Union, they all crawled out of the dead on the battlefield of humans and demons, and they have seen a lot of holy artifacts. Among them, high-profile families such as the Gan family and the blood of the Elf King are the objects of great concern.

Among the twelve holy artifacts of the Gan family, one was ambushed and killed by the magic warrior of the blood of Lucifer in a great battle twenty years ago, and became the eleven holy artifacts today, almost all of which have appeared on the battlefield.

"Damn it! No two..." Mu Gui Wuxin waited for his big eyeballs: "You boy, you must have robbed the treasure house of the Gan family, right? I said, although we hate his family, if we do such a thing, we should throw it away, or return it to the Gan family. Otherwise, the Gan family will really fight you hard."

"Win it from a bet." Duanfengbuer said nonchalantly: "The nine holy artifacts were all won by bright means."

Gu Yue Jiaying lightly caressed a pair of scimitars. These are a pair of scimitar sacrificial objects, engraved with countless mysterious magic patterns, and there is an indescribable mysterious atmosphere everywhere. The two scimitars are put together to form a complete moon shape.

Gu Yue Jiaying is the pinnacle of fighting spirit, but she has not become a saint! This is something that everyone knows, these days Qian Jin has never specially forged a Horcrux for her.

Many people thought that Gan Jin was afraid that Gu Yue Jiaying would take revenge immediately if he got the soul soldiers to become a saint, and would probably die because of this. That's why Gan Jin didn't forge soul soldiers for Gu Yue Jiaying.

Now, when everyone saw that enthusiasm did not stop Gu Yue Jiaying from taking away the holy weapon, the soul weapon, they knew that the groom did not want his woman to use the soul weapon to become a holy weapon, but was looking for the holy weapon for her!

Mo Jin looked at the holy artifacts in front of him, tapped them lightly with his fingers, thinking.

Holy! Compared with humans, only one soul weapon or holy weapon is needed, but Qi Jin has three fighting spirits, which means that one can become holy three times to truly become fully holy.

To become a saint three times, at least three soul weapons are needed.

Mu Gui Wuxin knew very well that if he wanted to completely overthrow the Gan family, he would definitely not choose to use some soul weapon to become a saint, but to use a holy weapon to become a saint.

For ordinary warriors and even bloodline warriors, using holy artifacts to become holy is the most excellent channel! After ordinary fighters are baptized by the holy artifacts, their fighting spirit aptitude and other aspects will no longer be inferior to bloodline fighters.

However, this is really too extravagant. The sacred artifact can be passed down from generation to generation and consumed on a person. If he dies in battle or dies of old age, the power of the sacred artifact will completely disappear and become a one-time consumable.

Humans, demons and savages, no one has ever done this before!

Only the energetic team didn't care about that kind of thing at all. They put aside all distracting thoughts, and all they had in their minds was the idea of ​​becoming stronger.

The sacrificial weapon Zhan Saber came into Qian Jin's sight. This sword is full of the taste of violent soul domain, and there is also a burning hammer.

"Interesting." Smiling vigorously, he picked up the two soul soldiers. The degree of matching between the soul soldiers and the warrior's sanctification also depends on luck.

Of course, even if the soul domains don't match, ordinary fighters can already take the holy artifacts and become holy at will.

For example, Duanfengbuer's sacred weapon is not teleportation ability, but it still does not prevent him from becoming a saint.

At the moment of becoming a saint, Duan Feng Bu Er's soul domain still fully grew up and became a mature and complete soul domain, since this is the case! A bloodline warrior is so holy, and the benefits he gets are far better than relying on bloodline power to awaken and become holy.

"The last thing..."

"Choose an attribute that wears lightning." Mie Fangyuan, who was chatting with Snake Emperor Pan Hongji, suddenly opened his mouth and gave a hint: "Fengyun Dou Qi forms its own electrical domain. When wind and cloud meet, electricity is self-generated. Every generation of Fengyun Dou Qi's descendants possesses a soul domain that is an electrical domain."

There are two sacred artifacts of lightning attribute, one is a huge fist, which will completely wrap the entire right arm when worn, as thick as the stone pillars in the main hall of the imperial palace.

The other piece is a pair of wings, which can fit the user's back completely, allowing even unconsecrated warriors to fly, which contains extremely strong electricity.

He vigorously grabbed the wings of Thunder and Lightning, picked up the Saber in one hand, and at the same time held the burning war hammer under his armpit. He turned around and looked at Mu Nazhence who was holding a sacred weapon of a giant sword. Fans are too rare to become a holy weapon.

The eyeballs of the three golden dragon blood warriors and Hydra blood warriors around them all turned red in an instant.

Holy! That's right! Someone is going to be sanctified today! And this person is still motivated! And every holy person uses... all holy weapons!

Use the holy vessel to become holy! The three golden dragon blood warriors and the hydra blood warriors suddenly felt breathless, and the pseudo dragon blood warriors also suffered a great mental shock.

Everyone has seen the fact that the Duanfengbuer Holy Artifact became a Holy Artifact, what a luxury it is to consume a Holy Artifact to become a Holy Artifact!

At first, everyone thought that this was not a way to show strength and power to all forces, and to take out a sacred artifact to make people holy and deter others.

Looking at it now, Duanfengbuer's sanctification that day was a simple sanctification, which did not include any unimaginable other factors at all.

It is to become a saint. I simply want to become a saint. I happen to have a dragon gun, a sacred weapon, so I use it to become a saint.

That's all... that's all.

"Motivation, wait a minute!" Mu Gui Wuxin yelled, and rushed out of the room quickly: "Where are people? Where did they go? The motivation is about to become holy, so hurry up if you want to pick up a bargain..."

The Warriors Federation... That is where a large number of fighters gather, and where the energy is located is the core of the fighters.

All the fighters who live near the drive are screened by the fighter union, whether it is strength or loyalty to the union, they are the top choices.

It is a miracle in itself for an ordinary soldier to become a saint, and more miracles can be created.

However, enthusiasm...

The three peak fighting spirits, in the state of not being sanctified, can actually rely on various holy weapons and equipment to overturn the situation of a saintly strong man. This kind of monster whose savings are so thick that it does not exist in legends, what state will he reach once he becomes sanctified? If you become a saint, what kind of reaction will you have to the surrounding situation? What kind of more powerful miracle will be created?

Although everyone is guessing, no one has ever dared to conclude that their thoughts are correct. Motivation... He is a freak existence.

Almost all the people who have a good relationship with Qi Jin are looking forward to the sanctification of Qi Qi. The sensation caused by the two saints in one body is so huge, and Duan Fengbuer directly enters the realm of real saints, so what about Qi Qi? What about motivation? What kind of holy climax will erupt under the huge continuation?

"Motivation, let this prince help you with your last strength before you become a saint!"

Mu Nazhence first stimulated his own fighting spirit, and continued to experience the relationship between the people around him becoming saints. The sixth prince's fighting spirit has already reached the peak of the peak. Although it is not as good as Duan Fengbuer's savings, it is rare among ordinary fighters.

Hallows! The sacred weapon in Mu Nazhence's hand exploded instantly, and the fighting spirit began to grow rapidly. A prototype of the soul domain quickly formed in his body, and then it seemed to radiate to every corner of the surrounding area. The next moment everyone could feel what Mu Na Zhence was thinking!

In other words, Mu Nazhence wants people to know what he is thinking, so those people can know what he is thinking, and they can also know what each other is thinking!

"Thinking Soul Realm?" Pan Hongji couldn't hide the surprise and envy in his eyes. This is also an extremely rare kind of Soul Realm. Only magicians with elven bloodlines once appeared.

The strongest point of the thought soul domain is that it can allow all creatures in the combat range covered by it to know each other's thoughts for the first time, which feels like their own thoughts.

At the same time, if the controller of the mind and soul domain does not want a certain creature under the cover to communicate with others, he can easily cut off the communication of the other party's thoughts.

Without any active attack, it is purely an auxiliary super soul domain for gang fights! Pan Hongji knew very well what a terrifying advantage this was in large-scale army battles.

Several strong men from both sides fight together in groups. One side has completely figured out their minds and thoughts.

Duanfeng Buer and Pan Hongji opened their palms at the same time, and the devouring power of the Hydra competed with each other for the shattered sacred artifact in the air.

These things are useless to others, but to the two Hydra bloodline fighters who can devour, absorb and digest, it is no longer just a big tonic.

"Damn it! Snake Emperor, you are too shameless to compete with my kid for food, aren't you?" Duanfengbuer said while intensifying the fight.

The Snake Emperor Pan Hongji had no intention of repenting at all, and his devouring ability was still fully activated: "Young man, you swallowed it by yourself last time. This time, I will share it with my old man. I can't eat for a few days. I'm very hungry. It's good to eat this to supplement."

The two quickly scrambled for the fragments, and the holy artifacts of the two scimitars in Gu Yue Jiaying's hands had been shattered, and the huge fighting spirit exuded an aura of demons.

Wanren Soul Domain! Pan Hongji sighed. In fact, there has never been a disabled soul domain in the soul domain. Every saintly powerhouse looks at other people's soul domains, hoping that he can have more soul domains so that he can be suitable for combat.

This Wanren Soul Domain can kill in groups, and with the improvement of the strength of the Soul Domain, it can also unite Wanren to emit more powerful power.

The power of the two peak fighting spirits broke out and became holy, and the vitality of the surrounding world suddenly changed dramatically. Although it was only two people, the vitality of the world was not worse than that of several presidents of the fighter union who became holy at the same time.

At this moment, enthusiasm stepped between the two of them step by step, the rookie king contest is about to be officially held, and he also needs to become a saint in advance, to experience the various feelings after becoming a saint.

Cut the saber! broken! Violent Soul Domain! expansion!

Boom!

With the enthronement of the first soul fighting spirit, the vitality surging around violently rioted, as if countless thunderbolts exploded in the tumbling, everyone's ears rumbled, as if the violence was no longer just the soul domain, everything under the stars was full of violent elements, and the onlookers felt the power in their bodies, and there was an inexplicable explosiveness at any time.

Burning Hammer! broken! Pseudo-flaming soul domain, expand!

rumbling...

At this moment, not only the surrounding vitality was surging, but even the ground trembled enormously, as if the vitality that had been buried under the ground for countless years, no longer willing to be so lonely, surged out from under the ground one after another, Fentu Kuangge, who had never responded, trembled slightly.

how so? Fentu Kuangge was stunned, and the other ordinary warrior presidents who had already been sanctified, the very calm fighting spirit in their bodies suddenly became unsettled, as if they hadn't been sanctified yet, and suddenly some ordinary fighters became sanctified, which was a sign that their strength was improving!

this? How can it be? The presidents of several ordinary warriors looked at each other in astonishment. Theoretically, the warriors who have been sanctified will never be affected by the fighters who have just become holy.

Chekfleet frowned slightly, feeling the power in his body that seemed to be suddenly enlightened, and it was about to increase again...

Power domain...

The wings of that pair of holy artifacts exploded! Immediately, lightning flashed all around Vigor, like thousands of electric snakes wrapped around his body, like the god of thunder and lightning descending from the stars.

Boom! The power of the three fighting spirits all merged together to form a huge air current that rushed straight to the sky and stars, which was several times more powerful than the power displayed by several guild leaders and Fentu Kuanggesuo that day.

The blue electric light surrounded the huge airflow, as if a thunderbolt electricity fell from the stars, trying to completely penetrate this continent, the power in the bodies of the people who had already become holy suddenly began to increase again at a high speed.

Pan Hongji frowned slightly. He swallowed most of the power of the thunder lion king's soul domain prototype that day, and gradually formed a slowly growing soul domain. At this moment, it was affected by the energy current and began to grow rapidly. In the blink of an eye, this soul domain more than doubled compared to before.

The Hydra blood warriors, the three golden dragon blood warriors, and the pseudo-dragon blood warriors all stared blankly at this moment.

shock! Strong shock like never before! The strength in the body seems to be growing endlessly! The self of the past few days, compared to the present self, is not even a good-for-nothing.

ashamed! Shame like never before! Bloodline fighters have always been full of confidence and pride in the face of ordinary fighters, but in the face of today's drive, everyone can only be ashamed.

In just a few days, the enthusiasm has changed everyone a lot, and the weird gravity magic device has made everyone understand that even if there is no such thing as ordinary fighters becoming holy, the gravity magic device can still make people stay for a short time, and there is an obvious gap in strength.

Real Holy Peak! Pan Hongji looked up at the momentum of his body levitating, this kid directly hit the peak of the real saint, surpassed the process of the virtual saint, the savings of the three fighting spirits are really...

Boom!

The vitality that had already been raging all around became crazily violent again, and new power exploded out of the vigorous body again, and that power... was exactly the same as the previous sanctification!

The fourth sanctification? How is this going? Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they felt the shattered and reassembled shield in their body. At this moment, under the burst of their own fighting spirits, the sanctification of the third fighting spirit was also shattered.

It's just... this fragmentation, the energy can be clearly felt, it doesn't make the fighting spirit consecrated, because all the fighting spirits have already been consecrated, and there is no fighting spirit at all.

Body? Or strictly speaking, Fengyun Golden Body...

How is the golden body of Fengyun and the shattered shield completely together, and it really does not distinguish between you and me, and the energetic body is sanctified!

Becoming a saint, this has always been a matter of fighting souls, and no human body has ever become a saint.

Or, at least it's holy! It will not be sanctification of the flesh!

Holy! Snake Emperor Pan Hongji's eyes suddenly widened again, what is a true saint? That is, the fighting spirit and the body are all in a holy state.

Originally, a strong person who has entered the state of true sage would use the fighting spirit to warm and nourish the body, and then attack the realm of true sage, making the body also sanctified.

What kind of savings is this? Pan Hongji was really dumbfounded, even if someone told him that the big devil is actually a woman, and that she is running naked on the streets of Shendu, he would say, what a fart! There is a boy who has never been a saint, but suddenly hits the stage of a true saint!

True saints are one step away from real saints, but there is a gap between the stars and the earth. The body's ability to resist blows is infinitely turbulent, and the body's ability to withstand the power released by the fighting spirit is also infinitely turbulent.

The fighting spirit power of the real saint is far greater than that of the virtual saint, but there is a problem with the strength of the body. When the full power is erupted, about a dozen times, the body will show signs of being unable to support the berserk of the fighting spirit, and it is necessary to rest and adjust before continuing to be berserk.

And, holy! That is a situation where the violent power can be activated infinitely!

Mo Jin looked at the vitality of heaven and earth surging around him in surprise, his body had undergone tremendous changes, and it was more than that!

With the sanctification of the body, a new prototype of the soul domain unexpectedly appeared! The fighting spirit of the source of all fires, the huge hammer-shaped fighting spirit rotated at high speed, and actually sucked the prototype of the new soul domain onto the hammer! It's like a gem is set on a hammer.

The next moment, this soul domain immediately grew, grew, grew, and became a complete new soul domain. It looked like a piece of armor, which could be blessed on one's own body, or on everyone around at will.

Iron Shield Soul Domain? Snake Emperor Pan Hongji was gasping for breath. Although he had just entered the realm of true sages, his energy was far inferior to that of a veteran true sage-level powerhouse like himself, but... the current him is really standing among the most powerful group of people today!

Who would have thought that just yesterday, he had not become a saint, and it can only be said that the strong of the younger generation, relying on their strong continuation, rushed to the realm of true saints in one breath, the most powerful realm of today's strength

peak! The strongest strength today is the true saint. Although there is a gap between the true saints, it cannot be denied that this is the most powerful level of strength today.

Although, every once in a while, there will always be powerful bloodline fighters who can be promoted to the realm of true saints, but those who are not directly impacted to be true saints in an instant, are the bloodline warriors who can finally awaken, and no one can do it.

Freak! Really a freak among freaks!

If he can still improve in the future... Pan Hongji swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the contemporary great devil may not be his opponent, if there is no awakening of the power of the ultimate bloodline, this time may really be a great era for ordinary fighters.

Li Ba's expression was not much better than that of Pan Hongji. The ancestor of the Li family who had seen countless miracles couldn't maintain his composure at this moment either, and looked at Pan Hongji beside him with narrowed eyes.

These two standing among the most powerful group of powerhouses at the peak looked at each other in astonishment. They looked at each other in shock, with helpless smiles on their faces. The existence of this kid is a miracle. It seems that there is no need to be surprised by what kind of miracle he creates.

When a blood warrior enters the true saint, it will not cause fluctuations in the body of the holy strong, but the energy is not the blood warrior. From the peak of the semi-holy to the true holy, the strong of the virtual saint can feel the temptation and blowout of that power.

For the holy ones, the group of young fighters at the pinnacle of half-sacred fighting spirits, the whole body went from being comfortable at the beginning to swollen...the body seemed to be bursting alive...the energy broke through to the level of true saints in one fell swoop, and the vitality of the world of communication finally made these talented blood warriors unbearable.

"I can't bear it anymore!" A pseudo-dragon blood warrior rushed to the door first.

In the next moment, Hydra and the three-headed golden dragon blood warriors reached their unprecedented limits one by one. Maybe they can improve in the future without becoming holy, but now it is really the limit of the limit.

In an instant, the Hydra and the three golden dragon bloodline fighters fled across multiple doors, and Isazel became the only one who could persevere. His talent was the strongest among them, and he absorbed and improved faster and more than others. There were blue veins wrapped around his forehead, as if they might explode at any time.

quit? don't want! Issael stood on the spot persistently, enduring the heaven and earth vitality that he had already reached the limit and his body might explode at any time.

Seeing this scene, Duanfengbuer stepped forward and kicked Isacel's ass, directly kicking this talented young master to the table with the sacred artifacts, and cursed: "Idiot! How can you support it! You can! Look back at me? What a fart! Grab a sacred artifact and become a saint immediately! Otherwise, you will really die!"

Grab the holy artifact and become holy? Issael never thought that she could have such a good treatment and directly use the holy weapon to become holy! Even in the pseudo-dragon bloodline family, no matter how talented he is, he is the heir of the next generation's patriarch, and it is impossible for someone to give him a sacred weapon to make himself a saint.

But here it is! In this small group that I haven't joined for a few days, and there are still many people whose names I can't name, there is someone who is willing to let me grab a handful of holy artifacts to become holy!

"Look at your sister! It's not too late to become a saint! You really want to die!" Duan Fengbuer rushed to the dazed Isacel, grabbed a handful of holy artifacts and stuffed them directly into his hands: "Let go of your fighting spirit, become a saint!"

Isacel had already reached the limit, and maybe in a few seconds she was really going to die, and there was no longer any hesitation at the moment, the power of the fighting spirit soared into the sky, and entered into the huge pillar of airflow formed by the drive.

Moment! Isacel felt that her fighting spirit seemed to be going through some kind of doom in this electric current. The current crackled on the fighting spirit, and every blow was an injury, but after each injury, her fighting spirit would become stronger and stronger.

The electric current passed through Isacel's fighting spirit time and time again, as if fine steel was forged with a forging hammer, forging again and again, removing the tiny impurities and flaws in the fighting spirit that were already being sanctified and could not be found by oneself.

Perfection is always a relative existence. Even becoming a saint does not mean that there are no impurities in the fighting spirit, but the impurities are so small that it is hard to detect.

baptism! Isazel felt that she was going to a peak baptism that she had never thought of in her life, and that peak could reach the stars!

Carefree, indescribably carefree! It was even more enjoyable than the moment when the power of the blood was awakened! Isazel felt that if there was a soul, her soul trembled.

"What are you still doing here?" Isazel suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Chekfleet and the others and shouted, "Put all your fighting spirits into this pillar of lightning that leads to the stars!"

The presidents of the branch didn't know what Issael was talking about. Chekfleet had already acted. The powerful transformation of the fallen angel bloodline magic warrior, with six huge black wings fully spread, seemed to cover the entire continent in an instant.

Many people who don't know the real identity of Chekflett all stared blankly at Chekfleet's gorgeous transformation, the fallen angel bloodline demon warrior of the demon race? How would it appear here?

Isacel was also taken aback, and instinctively spewed sharp hostility from her body, and Duanfengbuer kicked his ass again: "Boy, it's against you! How dare you be rude to Brother Che? Are you looking for death?"

Issael got the second kick in the ass today, looking back innocently at Duanfengbuer, she really wanted to say something, I didn't know he was a demon warrior with the blood of a fallen angel... and no one told me... my little aunt was finally not here today... there is another bullying me...

Hey... Isabelle could only sigh and bear it. Isabella made it very clear before she left that everything should be listened to by these seniors.

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