Final Priesthood

Chapter 383 The Doctor Told Me to Do Less Strenuous Exercise

"Buzz-"

At the top of the gray-white pyramid, countless transparent and invisible ripples spread out in all directions.

This is the aftermath of a pure mental collision, and it has little impact on reality.

But in the eyes of the few remaining living people in the field, their five senses were directly distorted.

They looked towards the top of the pyramid.

Nothing could be seen, just a blur.

"Um?"

Lu Yuan was a little surprised by the result of his giant sword attack.

In his field of vision, what he saw was the golden giant sword on the door panel, which was condensed with his spiritual power, and the blade was hovering over the top of the gray-white pyramid.

Against an invisible force of mottled colors.

This mottled invisible force enveloped the man in black robes at the top of the gray-white pyramid, like a huge barrier. Lu Yuan tried several times, but the giant sword and divine weapon could not penetrate it.

Now there are two people left on the field.

The mental power fluctuation revealed by the black-robed man in the Pantheon is only seven levels.

The man standing next to him wearing a platinum mask was slightly stronger and had reached the eighth level.

This is also the reason why Lu Yuan feels that the combat power of the eighth level peak is enough.

But now it seems.

The other party seemed not as simple as he imagined.

"call--"

Lu Yuan let out a breath, and the giant sword divine weapon disappeared, then reappeared.

Surging spiritual power surged out, and the golden giant sword the size of a door panel suddenly split into two.

After the [Magic Weapon] is upgraded to lv2, the number of spiritual weapons that Lu Yuan can condense every time it is activated has also been increased.

The two huge golden swords on the door panel suddenly disappeared as his thoughts turned.

Two twisted masses of light flashed and disappeared in the void.

"boom!"

An invisible ripple hurricane erupted at the top of the gray-white pyramid, and the Eleventh Throne wearing a platinum mask retreated back with a moving expression.

The black-robed man in the Pantheon remained motionless, but the black crystal ball in his hand suddenly burst into unparalleled mottled brilliance. The black robe on his body seemed to be blown wildly by the wind, making a hunting sound, and the robe clung to his body. .

The sparkle in Lu Yuan's eyes kept flashing.

Every flash of light represents an attack by two giant swords and divine weapons on the black-robed man in the Pantheon.

There were waves in the sky at the top of the gray-white pyramid, and the terrifying aftermath of the collision of mental powers caused a phenomenon of rapid alternation of light and darkness, as if someone was constantly flipping a switch in this world.

In the blurred intertwining of illusion and reality, unspeakable horrors and murderous intentions constantly arise.

After several attempts, Lu Yuan was still unable to break through the mottled barrier of the black-robed man's body.

He could feel that the power of this barrier seemed to come from many different evil gods' wills.

This phenomenon is very strange.

It's as if a person is wearing a lot of amulets, such as Buddhist amulets, crosses, Taoist amulets, etc., but they all work.

Think of the name of the organization Pantheon.

Lu Yuan began to have more and more intense curiosity about it.

"Most of the different evil sects are in harmony with each other, and there are even essential contradictions and conflicts between the teachings of many evil sects."

It is simply incredible that one person can sense the will of so many different ancient gods at the same time and still get along harmoniously with each other.

"Buzz!"

Lu Yuan's thoughts turned around in his mind and he pointed a finger casually.

The two giant swords in the void suddenly gave up on the black-robed man in the Pantheon at the top of the gray-white pyramid, and instead slashed at another blond man wearing a platinum mask.

"ah!"

The giant sword divine weapon slashed down with one shot.

The Eleventh Throne, which had retreated to the top edge of the pyramid, roared, and its blond hair like a lion's mane exploded.

The platinum light on the body bloomed, and then there was only a crisp "click" sound.

The platinum mask on his face had a clearly visible crack.

Under the mask, the eyes that were originally just moved were now filled with deep uncertainty.

The Eleventh Throne retreated wildly and exited the battlefield directly.

He seemed to want to say something more, but his eyes caught sight of the black-robed man from the Pantheon who had been hiding, and he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

He looked at the two of them coldly, but his fear of Lu Yuan was obviously much stronger.

"Can't you kill this one?!"

Lu Yuan couldn't help but frown when he saw the blond man jumping around.

The platinum mask on his face blocked the attack of the giant sword divine weapon.

[Magic Weapon] This skill is overbearing, but when faced with an opponent with mental protection means, it is not as invincible as imagined.

After all, it is just an ordinary professional skill, not a core skill, nor is it a first-rate killer skill.

In fact, Lu Yuan felt that if he fired a few more [Magic Weapons] at the blond man, he might be able to successfully break through the opponent's mental protection.

But the blond man's outburst just now made him feel the aura of Mosaicism in him.

Mosa

Thinking of the [Spear Bearer (Extraordinary)] panel that I urgently need to improve, and the other party's attitude of not wanting to get involved.

Lu Yuan stopped pursuing him and let the other party go for the time being.

"Chichi."

At this time, at the top of the gray-white pyramid, the man in black robe who had been silent until now suddenly burst into strange laughter.

He raised his head slightly and touched his face with one hand.

After taking the palm off, you can see drops of bright red blood flowing from its fingers.

obviously.

Lu Yuan just launched a series of giant swords and magic weapons. Although he was protected by mysterious power, he was not unaffected.

But the black-robed man didn't seem to care at all.

Under the black robe, a beam of eyes fell on Lu Yuan.

This look was filled with indescribable passion and joy.

"This is the guidance of the gods."

The black-robed man looked at Lu Yuan, with a certain fanaticism in his words.

"It was the gods who brought you to me."

"You will be in the arms of the gods."

"Kneel down and listen to the sound of the wind, which is the whisper of the sky and the earth.

They are telling the return of the gods, and you"

The black-robed man stretched out a hand, pointed at Lu Yuan from a distance, and whispered in a low voice: "Destined to stand shoulder to shoulder with us."

Lu Yuan looked at the black-robed man's mysterious look and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Are you sick?"

He gave up using the [magic weapon] and began to accelerate towards the black-robed man.

If the spiritual attack is ineffective against the opponent.

Then

destroy it physically.

Lu Yuan took a breath and started to activate the level 2 [Grandmaster's Power].

Multiple high-frequency vibrating muscles burst out with terrifying power and high temperature, and thick white air was spewed out from all the pores on his body.

He moved his feet and stepped on a huge deep pit, and the whole person soared up quickly and rushed to the top of the pyramid.

During the process, a large amount of platinum-colored energy surged out of his body, and condensed into a three-headed and six-armed elephant god Dharma image on his head.

He punched the black-robed man at the top of the pyramid, and the platinum Dharma image dozens of meters high behind him moved in sync with him.

In an instant, an indescribable violent force pierced through the layers of air like an angry dragon, whistling and biting at the black-robed man.

With his current strength at the peak of the eighth level, if he used a little skill to attack, the lethality he could produce was enough to rival the ninth level.

From the perspective of a bystander.

When Lu Yuan punched out, a thick air column with platinum ripples intertwined suddenly appeared between his fist and the black-robed man at the top of the pyramid.

The air column instantly penetrated through the space and directly hit the black-robed man at the top of the pyramid.

"Boom!"

The body of the black-robed man at the top of the pyramid exploded instantly.

The black cloth fragments were blown all over the sky, but no blood or flesh was seen.

Lu Yuan had no expression on his face and turned around and punched.

"Boom!"

The sound of wind and thunder exploded, and the platinum air column fist wave jumped out again like an angry dragon.

"Snap!"

But this time the air column fist wave didn't go far before it was gently crushed by a sickle-like big hand.

"Hu——"

Someone exhaled at Lu Yuan.

A strong wind of more than ten levels suddenly arose, blowing the white hair around Lu Yuan's ears flying. He put down his hand and squinted his eyes to look at the figure in front of him.

This is a strange creature more than three meters tall.

His upper body is human, but his lower body has tiger and leopard claws.

His body is covered with bright red scales and his face has fine hair.

Four eyes, two horns on the top of the head spiraling upwards, a pair of black bat wings, a pair of white feather wings, and a pair of purple crystal wings on the back.

There are hideous bone spurs on his joints, and his whole body releases huge, majestic, chaotic and complex power.

His evil energy fluctuations are as bright as the sun, distorting large areas of the void.

"Ninth level?!"

Lu Yuan looked at the strange creature in front of him with a little surprise in his eyes.

This is obviously the black-robed man before.

The opponent's mental power is probably only the strength of the seventh level, but now it shows a ninth-level energy fluctuation.

Although it looks very complex, just like building blocks piled up randomly.

But it is enough to surprise Lu Yuan.

The ninth level can already be regarded as the top combat power on this planet, and it is not something that can be piled up casually.

"Join us"

The black crystal ball was suspended in front of the chest of the Pantheon Saint, in which several clusters of flames of different colors were quietly burning, shining, and reflecting his face in various strange looks.

The four eyes of the Pantheon Saint looked at Lu Yuan steadily, and his two hands gently called Lu Yuan.

"The Ten Thousand Gods are calling you, didn't you hear it?"

Lu Yuan snorted softly and turned around directly.

The whole body was covered with rolling white gas and entered the "overloaded master" state. He kicked a piece of air and rushed towards the opponent with a platinum Dharma image tens of meters high.

"In front of the great power of the Ten Thousand Gods, the power you have now is so thin and insignificant."

The Pantheon Saint said softly, looking at Lu Yuan with a compassionate look.

He stretched out his hand, and beams of light of different colors shot out from his sickle-like five fingers.

Each beam represents a completely different power of the evil god.

Ten beams of light intertwined, forming a terrifying energy net in front of Lu Yuan, strangling him fiercely.

Lu Yuan did not dodge, but jumped in directly.

The three-headed, six-armed platinum method kept punching forward, and the air columns and circles of ripples kept colliding with the net in front of him.

Violent and dense explosions came from the void, and the aftermath of the collision occasionally leaked down to the bottom, directly blasting a huge deep pit on the ground.

The battle between the nine levels was almost unbearable for this area.

For the onlookers who were not strong enough, it was even more of a disaster.

The eleventh throne of Mosa watched from a distance, with shock and horror on his face.

He was now extremely glad that he had not just said that he was a coward to Lu Yuan.

This organization called the Pantheon was too mysterious.

He had not fought with the guy who claimed to be the Saint Envoy of the Pantheon before because he thought that the other party was cunning and that even if he was one level stronger than him, he might not be able to suppress him.

Now it seems to be true.

The real strength of the Saint Envoy of the Pantheon was actually the ninth level!

Those complicated evil god beams, any one of them could easily seriously injure him.

Too scary.

This kind of strength, even in their Mosa, is probably only possessed by the top few thrones.

And God knows how many similar Saint Envoy-level figures there are in this organization called the Pantheon.

"After returning this time, we must hold a throne meeting to thoroughly understand the origin of the Pantheon."

The eleventh throne thought quickly and the light flashed in his eyes.

Here, after paying the price of the collapse of most of the platinum Dharma, Lu Yuan finally successfully broke through the stranglehold of the evil god beam and came to the front of the Saint Envoy of the Pantheon.

Lu Yuan dispersed his Dharma image, and a fire ignited on his body with white gas rushing, and he punched out suddenly.

In an instant, he attacked the eyes, throat, heart and other vital parts of the Holy Envoy of All Gods at the same time.

The latter just downplayed it, and waves of more surging evil god power emerged from the black crystal ball suspended in front of his chest, easily blocking Lu Yuan's serial attacks.

"You have tried your best, but I haven't done anything yet."

The Holy Envoy of All Gods looked down at Lu Yuan, with a hint of pity on his face.

"You are too weak now..."

"You can become even stronger"

"How can the power of mortals confront the gods?"

"Give up resistance... Let me be your guide"

The Holy Envoy of All Gods stretched out a hand, and as a cluster of deep green flames lit up in the black crystal ball, a sharp and unparalleled gust of wind suddenly burst out from his five fingers.

The force of the strong wind easily tore through the layers of force fields around Lu Yuan and was about to press on his forehead.

Seeing that he was not going to succeed, Lu Yuan fiercely kicked the chest of the Holy Envoy of All Gods, creating a large burst of light, but quickly retreated with the force of the recoil.

But as the Holy Envoy of All Gods slightly bent his five fingers, a large amount of strong wind surged out from behind Lu Yuan.

The irresistible wind force directly offset Lu Yuan's retreating momentum, and then blew his body involuntarily towards the Holy Envoy of All Gods.

The latter wanted to grab Lu Yuan's forehead, but suddenly changed his mind, clenched his five fingers into a fist and lightly tapped Lu Yuan's chest.

"Bang!"

The sky full of white air exploded.

In the rolling white air, a figure fell from the air like a meteor, and slammed into the ground with a bang.

The gray-white pyramid below was smashed halfway down, and countless rocks rolled down.

Looking at the air again, only the Holy Envoy of All Gods was left, floating in the sky like the sun of evil energy, with a calm and indifferent face.

"Emperor?!"

When the Evil Martial Alliance saw this scene, they all showed panic on their faces.

They wanted to rush up to help, but in front of the opponent, they were as weak as ants on the ground.

Not to mention helping, even getting close was impossible.

Some people wanted to retreat, and some people looked desperate.

"It's over."

The Eleventh Throne, who was standing on the side and watching, had his eyes flashing, thinking silently in his heart.

This result was not unexpected to him.

He has now begun to consider what attitude and words he should use when facing the Holy Envoy of All Gods.

"When you wake up again."

The Holy Envoy of All Gods spoke softly to the collapsed pyramid, and slowly walked down from the air while speaking.

"You will definitely thank me."

Just as he was about to walk to the top of the collapsed pyramid, a series of dull sounds came from below, and huge rocks rolled down.

Then.

A low and suppressed voice like thunder came out from the cracks in the stone.

"Do you know?"

"The doctor said that I should rest during the recovery period"

"Try to do less strenuous exercise"

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