Chapter 160: God or Demon

One of them walked to the Great Master Thoren who was staring at the battlefield, bowed and asked, the sound coming out of his armor was extremely awkward:

"Master Thorne, in this situation, we need to transfer His Majesty the Emperor to a safe place."

Master Thoren did not look back and replied coldly:

"The current chaotic situation may be hurt by accident. If I am here, don't worry."

Neither Blunt's Sword Master nor Thorne went up to attack, and they were both watching the battle situation on the field.

When the monk held his position with his Tiger Fist, all the soldiers who fought with Huigang were knocked down by Huigang's heavy punch, and the ground was covered with a lot.

The only remaining mages were already a little stunned, and the spells they prepared were trembling and unable to complete. However, Huigang did not continue to pursue.

Viscount Simmon, who was responsible for the movement of the guards on the side, curled his mouth disdainfully and whispered:

"When is it all, what's the spirit of the knight?"

A guard also whispered this conclusion around Emperor Drew's throne. Blunt stood there without saying a word. Instead, the simple-dressed old man sitting aside smiled and said with a kind smile:

"This young man doesn't want to continue attacking, but his body can no longer bear such movements and is adjusting his breathing and fighting spirit."

The old man looked ordinary and spoke kindly, but everyone was extremely respectful to the old man. Moreover, blood was emerging around him, which was extremely dangerous, but the old man sat there calmly, as if the dance party was still going on just now.

Those nervous and alert people did not make a sound when they saw the expression on Blunt's swordsman's face in agreement, but this should be the best time to go forward and snipe, but no one ordered it.

With the sound of tiger roar, although those mages were facing an enemy who was being trimmed, their spells that were always skilled could not be used smoothly in their hands.

Huigang adjusted his body fluctuations and suppressed the pain in his chest. Looking at the mages opposite, he had forgotten the strangeness. Why did the soldiers of the imperial guards and the guardians behind him not take action, and why did those people around the emperor throne not take action?

His heart was filled with blood. When he saw the mages bounced their fingers and it seemed like a powerful crossbow was shooting. The mages screamed almost at the same time. Although they were protective facilities, they were all shocked to death.

Only one mage completed the summoned spell before this. Although the man was knocked away, the magic still had an effect. The dark hole opened out of thin air in the bright field. With a shrill cry, a demon with fiery red wings crawled out of it.

The fiery red wings, sharp fangs, rough yellow skin all over the body, several long horns shone coldly above the head, and the huge claws looked extremely ferocious. They were obviously the extremely ferocious breed in the other world, and the level was not low.

This kind of demon naturally has a terrifying talent and ability, but everyone present is a powerful person who has been through the battlefield for a long time. No one will be affected by this. He has no other feelings than being uncomfortable.

Master Thoren frowned slightly and said softly:

"The people in the Church of Light are there. Is it a problem to summon this?"

Under the guidance of magic, the demon's eyes immediately set their sights on their targets, and the monk who was lucky to heal the wounds there.

Huigang saw this demon and felt extremely disgusted. He felt that this was clearly the evil ghost from hell. He was filled with anger and the instinctive thought of subduing demons and eliminating demons appeared in his instinctive heart. The demon was originally stimulated by the blood on the ground and was extremely excited. These smells stimulated it to tear its target and ate the other party's flesh and blood.

But the target did not scream in horror as they had encountered, emitting the fear that made it happy, and the demon instinctively felt something was wrong.

Seeing the monk's angry eyes, the demon seemed to have met a natural enemy. It was surrounded by fear and screamed. He could no longer care about the contract of magic summoning, spread his wings and flew towards the sky and left this place.

Suddenly, a golden light filled the entire space, and an extremely huge lightsaber slashed the demon in half in the air!!

Until everyone recovered their vision, they found that the demon flying into the air had turned into two pieces, and the flesh and blood scattered in the air were burning, and the golden flames seemed to stick to it and never extinguished until the demon's flesh and blood turned into nothingness.

The huge lightsaber was held in the hands of a huge angel. The angel's whole body could not tell whether it was physical or nothing, but that huge majesty was real and filled the entire space.

The monk couldn't even complain in his heart, and his whole body was completely resisting the pressure in front of him.

The soldiers and mages around had seen such a miraculous scene. Almost half of them knelt down and prayed devoutly, even though they did not convert to this church of light.

Archbishop Bogus was still sitting there steadily, with an unpredictable and profound smile on his face, but the face of the simple-dressed old man changed from kind to seriousness.

The face of Master Thorne became extremely ugly. The master always looked at Princess Caroline behind the monk. The female officials around Caroline had long known where they had been. There were no one around the kneeling soldiers. There were no one else. The lonely girl Caroline, who was unconscious, looked at the majestic and huge golden angel, but was clapping and laughing, carefree.

Huigang's mental state was already in a state of confusion at this time. He recovered from his sleep and came here to rashly break into the palace. It was no longer the kind of gentleness or retreat, or steady mentality that he wanted to think twice after he came to this world.

All that is left is rashness and anger. Rather than saying this, it is better to say that he is returning to the kind of aspiring and revengeful nature that he walked in the world when he was in Shaolin in his previous life. Of course, this kind of nature made him go to the punishment platform of Shaolin Temple by himself.

The angel was obviously summoned from the huge light curtain by the priests of the Church of Light. After they came out, the priests were almost completely collapsed and collapsed on the ground.

The huge angel surrounded the entire hall and saw the monk who was struggling to support him under some mysterious guidance. The angel's body was wrapped in light, and it seemed so sacred and solemn. After seeing Huigang, he seemed a little confused.

But when the angel's attention was focused on Huigang, the monk's already confused consciousness suddenly seemed to be baked by flames, and he became even more confused. In this state, inexplicably, it seemed that he had returned to the scene of the fever when he was young in Shaolin Temple.

The monk's master chanted the Great Compassion Mantra and made him fall asleep gradually. From that time on, Huigang developed such a habit, often chanting the Great Compassion Mantra softly when he was confused.

"Those who recite this Dharani will be cured for 84,000 kinds of diseases in the world. If you recite scriptures and meditate in the mountains, you will be ashamed of mountain spirits, ghosts and gods. If you recite this mantra once, all the ghosts and demons will be bound. Those who recite the Dharma according to the Dharma are Guanyin Bodhisattva, all good gods and Vajra secret traces, always guard them and never leave their side."

Those present who could remain awake were listening carefully to the monk's chanting, not knowing what this strange tone meant.

However, with Huigang's voice, light began to appear slightly on the monk's body, and the light expanded more and more. Almost in a blink of an eye, the light on the monk's body had expanded to an extremely huge range. Huigang's chanting kept on the chanting, and the light around him seemed to be the same as when the angel was summoned.

A huge figure appeared around the monk's body, gradually condensing and clear. A glaring god wearing heavy armor looked like a glaring god. If anyone in the Lanqi Palace saw it, he would realize it. That was the image of a winged Vajra who killed the three giant snakes that day.

Everyone was shocked. Archbishop Bogus, who had originally had an unpredictable and profound smile, stood up from the chair. The old man who had been sitting there safely was also surprised.

However, the monk who was in a state of inaccuracy did not notice these things at all. His mind was no longer as calm as those in those days. In his previous life, Shaolin learned arts, went down the mountain to kill evil people, and later caused trouble. He was forced to be executed by his master and struck him to death on the punishment platform. Scenes seemed to appear in his mind like yesterday's memories.

Suddenly, the consciousness of this body, which had been silent for a long time, began to emerge. When Folite was a child, his family was full of hope. When he was a child, he heard the priest of a church of light in a daze after the fever:

"This child can only be an ordinary person in the future."

The helplessness of his parents, the jokes of his companions, and the hugging of Liona, then the Holy Guard Knights who appeared just right nearby.
Chapter completed!