Yun Tianhe asked: "Does Chairman Li have any explanation?"
Li Nianci said: "Wait a minute! With Qingcheng's wisdom, we should not be easily ambushed by them."
At this time, Kesira's sneer came: "The necromancer's death quagmire can not only close people's five senses, but also restrict people's movements and suppress their cultivation."
"Although I hate this thing, now I realize that I should like it a little bit."
"Everyone, she is now trapped in the quagmire of death. Let's take action together as planned!"
Frank nodded, pointed the scepter in his hand high into the sky, and chanted loudly: "The light of God will purify all evil, and the Holy Light will rule!"
A pillar of milky white holy light tore a hole in the sky, shining down like the first ray of sunlight in the morning.
"Oh damn, I hate this thing!" Kesira yelled angrily, covering her eyes with her hands to avoid looking at the holy light.
However, Kewell was unable to escape because he was casting Death Mire, and could only watch the holy light fall.
Although he was attacking Ye Qingcheng in the mire of death, the necromancer who was naturally restrained by the holy light still let out an angry scream: "Damn magic stick, are you trying to take the opportunity to get rid of me?"
"Amitabha!" A Sanskrit trumpet sounded. Monk Kongming took a step ten meters, and with a layer of golden light emitting from his body, he rushed directly into the mire of death, turned his palms into claws, and rushed towards Ye Qingcheng.
A flash of red light flashed in Kesira's eyes, he laughed evilly, and rushed into the black mist silently.
Yun Tianhe suddenly became anxious and frowned: "Director Li, you shouldn't place your hopes on Miss Ye's intelligence. The other party is obviously well prepared. If this continues, I'm afraid Miss Ye's situation will be even worse."
Li Nianci also frowned, her confidence in Ye Qingcheng somewhat shaken.
Loud!
At this moment, a loud phoenix cry shot straight into the sky.
A ray of red light quickly penetrated from the black fog like a spiritual snake spitting a message, and stabbed towards the throat of Frank, the Archbishop of the Holy Court of Light behind Kwell.
Li Nianci's frown suddenly relaxed, and he smiled and said, "Humph, they don't know that when a mantis stalks a cicada, the oriole follows behind."
"I guess with Qingcheng's wisdom, she shouldn't fall into their ambush so easily. This girl really has a backup plan."
Yun Tianhe couldn't help but admire him: "I'm afraid that all of this was part of Miss Ye's calculations. They calculated that Miss Ye would be the first to attack the necromancer with weak defense, so they used the necromancer as bait to ambush."
"However, Miss Ye saw further than they did. She deliberately pretended to be in an ambush, attracting them to join forces for a siege, and then took the opportunity to raid the Archbishop of the Holy Court of Light, whose defenses were also weak."
Zhou Sheng said with admiration: "In fact, from the very beginning, Miss Ye's goal was that magic stick."
"That's right." Yun Tianhe nodded.
Kesila, who reacted the fastest, had already rushed out of the black mist, and cursed with an ugly face: "Damn it, we were tricked by this chick, and his target is Frank."
"God stick, I hope your God of Light will bless you!"
At such a close distance, completely unprepared, and with Ye Qingcheng's speed, Kesila and others had no time to rescue Frank.
The Tianfeng Sword carried a powerful aura and pierced Frank's throat very quickly.
Frank still maintained the posture of releasing the divine judgment, and his movements were much slower than those of vampires and warriors.
Even if he starts to use the Holy Light Shield now, it's already too late.
Seeing that Ye Qingcheng's sword was about to pierce his throat.
At this moment, a white light suddenly lit up behind Frank, and a semicircular holy light shield blocked Frank.
It was another cardinal who was one of Frank's companions who defended him.
However, this hasty shield could only delay for a few seconds at most, and could not stop Ye Qingcheng's Tianfeng Sword at all.
Immediately afterwards, among the people who were traveling with Frank, the ascetic, who only wore a torn linen robe, patches all over his body, and bare feet, came to Frank in a few strides and raised his hands. The wooden stick hit Ye Qingcheng.
Ye Qingcheng had fought several battles with the ascetic monks and knew that these people were very strong and good at close combat.
If she continued to attack Frank, she might be seriously injured by this stick.
However, if Frank is taken down, the subsequent battle will be much easier.
In the end, Ye Qingcheng chose to take down Frank even though he was injured.
The ascetic monk didn't seem to expect that Ye Qingcheng's attitude was so determined, and there was a trace of panic on his expressionless face.
Frank is a cardinal and nothing should happen in front of him.
In desperation, the ascetic monk had no choice but to give up attacking Ye Qingcheng and simply hit Ye Qingcheng's sword with his own body.
puff!
Ye Qingcheng pierced the ascetic monk's shoulder with his sword, but Frank successfully got out of Ye Qingcheng's attack range.
"Will!" Frank exclaimed, with a look of anger on his wrinkled old face.
He suddenly raised his scepter and chanted loudly: "Almighty God of Light, please purify all evil in this world!"
"Holy light shines!"
A small sun suddenly appeared in the sky, and a powerful and pure sacred aura swept across the entire foot of the mountain. The dazzling white light made it difficult to open one's eyes.
As a vampire, Kesira trembled all over, and suddenly dived into the woods a hundred meters away at lightning speed, cursing as he ran: "Damn magic stick, he actually shines with holy light, Is he crazy? Isn't it just an ascetic who was injured? He's not dead, is it worth using the holy light?"
"Fakeyou!" Kwell also shouted the quintessence of Chinese culture. A cloud of black smoke came out from under his feet, and his whole person disappeared in an instant.
Kong Ming also frowned slightly, stood there with his hands clasped together, and whispered a Sanskrit chant: "Amitabha!"
A powerful golden light erupted from his body, apparently to resist Frank's holy light.
Ye Qingcheng's eyebrows were furrowed and her face was a little solemn, as if she knew how powerful this move was.
Her body suddenly turned in a graceful arc in mid-air, the Tianfeng Sword pulled out a sword flower, a red light rose from her body, and flames suddenly appeared in the surrounding sky.
The temperature of the flame was extremely high, and the steaming air began to twist.
"The phoenix dances for nine days!"
With a loud phoenix cry, Ye Qingcheng suddenly shot straight into the sky and hit the gate of holy light in the sky.
Through previous battles with people from the Divine Court of Light, Ye Qingcheng already knew how to deal with them.
A powerful Holy Light spell like this can only be interrupted before it is fully formed, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with.
Frank, who was performing the spell, shouted softly: "Stop him!"
Among the companions behind him, one flew into the air to intercept Ye Qingcheng, and the other used the Holy Light Technique to block Ye Qingcheng's footsteps.
Kesira poked his head out from the woods and glanced at the Gate of Holy Light in the sky like a scorching sun with disgust: "Frank, it's not that we don't want to help you, it's just that the things in your Divine Court of Light are too disturbing. Hate."
"Let his bald donkey help you!"
Kong Ming glared at him: "If you dare to insult Brahma again, I don't mind letting you see the Buddha's light shining all over the place."
