Crosses of light cut through layers of dead aura like sharp blades, but the green light around the evil spirit green robe still did not stop at all. The withered claws, like bones, grabbed directly in the direction where the Saint Matthew was, and the green light suddenly attacked like maggots on the tarsia.

"If the treasure is the armed forces praised in the legend of heroic spirits, and the crystallization of human thoughts for miracles, then what is the green robe driven by pure resentment, jealousy and hatred? Is it a disaster?"

Erona slightly tilted her head, as if she was quite interested in the scene in front of her.

"Although the fire of this hundred-poison green fire needle is too shallow, it has been tempered by the underworld's underworld's netherworld energy. The souls that are sacrificed are even more ferocious and evil spirits. However, the power displayed at present is not much better than that of Robin Hood's arrows. Including the number and tracking effect, it is estimated that it cannot reach the level of a level B treasure. Even his ordinary strength cannot be achieved. It seems that the lack of legends will cause us to be greatly restricted."

Zhan Lan shook her head. If the evil spirit green robe lacks related myths and legends, then these reincarnators have no myths and legends at all, and the increase in this regard is almost zero.

The power of the secret treasure of the Hundred Poisons is greatly reduced because it does not have the support of the legend first. However, the treasure of the other saint Matthew, Matthew's Gospel Book, has achieved a lot of increase. In addition, the holy power transformed from negative emotions in the barrier, the gap between the two sides has been greatly different. However, Zhao Yingkong in the battlefield seemed to ignore all this, as if he did not take the performance of the evil spirit green robe at all.

Following the Bihuo Needle, one by one, a series of secret treasures of hundreds of poisons were also displayed one after another. For a moment, the wind was strong and the whistle was roaring like a tide. The poisonous miasma scattered, and countless evil spirits of evil spirits were crisscrossing in the shaking banners. Although they were weak and on the verge of dissipation before they eroded within ten meters of Matthew's body, they also made this area as gloomy and terrifying as ghosts.

Although Matthew's Gospel can transform all delusions and desires into pure holy power, all this is still a measure. When the insects that relied on the twisted faces swarmed over the sky, the cross of the holy light that was originally like a shadow also appeared for a moment. The ghost Gu, which was not decreasing in the slightest momentum, took advantage of this gap and directly hit Matthew.

In ordinary concepts, light is often the nemesis of darkness or death, skeletons, zombies, vampires and other undead creatures may even turn directly into ashes in the sun. However, the evil spirit from the underworld in front of you is different. Even if it is covered by light, these hideous and terrifying ghosts still open their teeth and claws, eroding the originally pure white light curtain like silkworms eating mulberry leaves.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but as the gray-white scar appeared, a divine light seemed to be shot out from the eyes of the evil spirit green robe. Then the blue light in the sky suddenly converged and condensed into a sword light about a foot long.

As a caster, although Matthew is far superior to ordinary heroes in terms of magic and treasure characteristics, he himself is just a believer with no power to tie a chicken. There is no place to praise in combat skills. All he can release in a hurry is praying for holy grace.

Ma Taiwan's left hand seemed to be more than a thousand pounds to lift it. With a slight trembling, his five fingers came from top to bottom, from left to right on his forehead, his heart and shoulders, and his fingertips gently rubbed the characters copied on the book in front of him, and the ancient Hebrew words, which were originally gray-brown, immediately emitted a pure white light. The sound of chanting and praying in unison from somewhere also sounded out of thin air, causing the sound of ghosts that filled the surroundings to abruptly end.

Although the sword light, which was originally about a meter long, continued to melt like a candle under the brilliance of Matthew's body, it directly penetrated the layers of protection and penetrated directly into the heart. If it weren't for the place where he pointed at his fingers when he just prayed, and forcibly blocked the sword light from around him, this sword might have passed through his chest.

This shock was absolutely extraordinary. Although the strength of the heroic incarnation was far beyond the ordinary flesh and blood body, Matthew did not dare to let this gloomy and terrifying blow touch him. He could feel the filthy aura of the twisted soul. It was hard to say what consequences would be if it was contaminated, let alone being penetrated directly as a chest.

Although Matthew temporarily blocked the sword light outside after the holy grace accumulated through reciting and praying, the distance between the sword light and himself was still slowly shortening, and he could even feel the cold and biting chill that was constantly drilling into his body from the pores all over his body.

At first, he just felt his hands and feet cold, but then he was almost frozen in his mind, and the discomfort of dizziness and vomiting was also increasing. So when his fingertips passed the last character in this section, he no longer hesitated and directly condensed his consciousness and injected it into it.

In an instant, a brilliant light that was several times more than the previous prayer for holy grace exploded out, condensed into a halo around Matthew and spread out sharply, sweeping out the green sword light directly, and the light shrouded around him continued to pour into his body to dispel the extremely cold magic residue.

It seemed that the crisis in front of him was temporarily alleviated, but at this time, Zhan Lan and Erona couldn't help but show a strange smile on their faces.

"Yingkong should be considered a kill of three shots in one shot. It's such a good method."

Erona said with a smile, and Zhan Lan nodded, but as they spoke, the light emitted from Matthew's body became stronger and stronger. The aperture actually covered the entire green robe of the evil spirit like a stolen frame. When the pure white holy fire was burned, the evil spirit made a shrill and harsh roar, and the originally prosperous green light suddenly weakened.

After seeing Zhao Yingkong's devil's envoy being injured, Zhan Lan's mouth curve not only did not restrain at all, but became more and more obvious: "It seems that this arrow is more than three eagles, and Yingkong is different from us. The reputation of the impermanent ghost in the east is not ordinary. In a sense, whether it is the underworld or the ox-headed and horse-faced, it is not as famous as this pair of impermanent ghosts."
Chapter completed!