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The moment he sensed the power of the Western deity, a strange symbol suddenly appeared on the back of Su Feng's hand.
Exactly the same as recorded in the saint's manuscript!
Bang bang bang!
At the same time, the Western devils in front, seeing Su Feng standing still, roared angrily and launched the first attack.
Moving its massive body, it quickly crawled over!
Every step caused the ground to shake violently!
"Prepare to die! Prepare to die!"
The Western devil's expression was unreadable, whether it was laughing or crying, and his whole body trembled with demonic energy.
It has never been so disheveled.
Rather, it's more accurate to say that he has never revealed his true form to an Easterner!
This reminded it of the battle with the Lightbringer hundreds of years ago...
Humiliation, grief and indignation!
Countless emotions transformed into a continuous source of motivation, using anger as a fulcrum to launch the final surprise attack!
"call--"
Faced with the overwhelming onslaught, Su Feng let out a soft breath and slowly raised his right hand.
"Let's use you to test the power of this divine spell..."
He spoke softly, and then began to gather spiritual energy within his dantian!
The application of divine arts is completely different from Taoist arts and immortal arts.
It relies not only on spiritual energy, but more so on magic.
Buzz!
The magic bead inside the Qiankun bag seemed to sense something and began to shake continuously.
A wisp of dark red aura rose from the bag and condensed on the back of Su Feng's right hand.
Combined with the spiritual energy that Su Feng had absorbed, the suddenly appearing imprint turned a bright red and translucent color at this moment...
In the next instant, pure white holy light gathered between his five fingers.
An endless stream of power coalesced at this moment, and Su Feng felt a sensation he had never experienced before...
Its profoundness is no different from that of the day I broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm!
"Is this divine magic?" As he thought in astonishment, the light gathering in his palm grew even brighter, almost blinding Su Feng.
Left with no other choice, he tightly closed his eyes, feeling the power constantly gathering... like an inflating balloon that had expanded to a certain threshold!
The Western devils charging straight ahead also stopped in their tracks at this moment.
It looked over with a surprised expression, then seemed to understand something and stared in disbelief.
It's divine magic!
It's a divine technique that can destroy its physical body!
The use of holy water was already shocking enough, but now it has even used this ancient spell!
Fear overwhelmed everything, rendering the Western devil powerless and driving it to turn and flee in a sorry state!
But its enormous body was like a small mountain. No matter which way it fled, as long as it couldn't take flight, it remained within the range of that holy spiritual light.
It sensed that danger was getting closer.
Boundless fear transformed into beams of light at this moment, blooming behind it!
buzzing-
The holy light seemed to open its gaping maw like a blood-red plate, devouring everything...
Su Feng closed his eyes tightly, but he could still see the blinding white light filling the entire space.
All that could be heard were the screams and roars of the Western devils; after a moment, only the sound of the biting wind remained.
As the power in his palms gradually faded, Su Feng felt his legs go weak. He suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Ha—" This sudden exhaustion made him feel a little uncomfortable. He bent down on one knee and gasped for breath.
The amount of spiritual energy and magical power lost is enormous.
To unleash this ancient divine art is a massive undertaking!
At this moment, Su Feng's mind was blank, and even if he tried his best to think of something, he felt it was a struggle.
He stood there catching his breath for a while before the weakness disappeared, as if his soul had returned to his body, and Su Feng was able to stand up again.
"What a terrifying technique..."
Su Feng exclaimed in surprise again, raised his hand, and carefully examined the engravings on the back of his hand.
As the divine spell ended, the once clearly visible engraving gradually disappeared.
"It's practically comparable to immortal techniques!" Su Feng chuckled wryly, took out the last Small Rejuvenation Pill from his Qiankun Bag, and popped it into his mouth.
Using elixirs to replenish spiritual energy in a short period of time.
For best results, take it before or after each battle.
"Let Chenyue do a little more later."
The pills I had prepared were all used up, and there were still some left at home that I hadn't replenished, so I didn't bring them with me on this trip.
The effects of the elixir quickly replenished all the spiritual energy and vitality that had been lost.
Su Feng looked up ahead. In the depths of the canyon, there was nothing, not even the Western demon. There was only residual demonic energy, but not much of it.
It seems they have been eliminated.
Su Feng took out the magic bead and walked forward.
In this place where demonic energy gathers, give Tianyan an order to allow the demonic pearl to continue absorbing.
"So filthy..."
Su Feng looked down and found that he was covered in black slime, and could only be described as a mess.
The clean clothes I had prepared beforehand had already been used, and going back to town in this state would inevitably cause a commotion.
Let's see if there's a clean stream nearby later, and then go for a quick rinse.
Su Feng cares most about his appearance...
Clothes make the man, and a man can be poor, but he must be well-dressed!
Just then, Su Feng suddenly felt a slight tremor beneath his feet, and a familiar sensation welled up in his heart.
"Demon energy?!"
Where did this demonic energy come from!
Haven't the Western devils already been killed?
Could it be that it has other clones?
Su Feng didn't have time to retrieve the magic bead floating in mid-air. He quickly jumped to the back, took out his peach wood sword, and warily surveyed his surroundings.
An ominous feeling filled me...
Suddenly, a pool of black water seeped out from the soil beneath the magic orb.
As if a gate to the void had been opened, a figure slowly rose from below...
Long, silvery-white hair, a graceful figure, and black symbols etched on her exposed skin...
It was a woman?
Su Feng blinked.
wrong!
That's not a human!
Phew!
A pair of black wings unfolded behind this "person"!
Huge...beautiful, unlike the bone wings that the Western devil had just spread...these were real wings.
The fallen black feather represents unshakeable authority!
Su Feng was somewhat lost in thought when the image of angels from Western mythology suddenly came to mind…
Noble, pure... possessing a beauty unimaginable to humans.
However, what I see before me is not a trace of purity, but only filth and darkness after being defiled.
Fallen angel...
Su Feng thought of this word.
A being who betrays the divine calling, dwells in darkness, and challenges God's authority alongside Satan...
Swah——
An immense power emanated from the fallen angel in front of him, and a terrifying aura spread to Su Feng's feet, causing him to tremble and feel a strange and terrifying energy.
"You killed it, didn't you?"
The angel raised his hand and gently grasped the magic orb floating in mid-air.
The Western devil she was referring to was the one who had just been killed.
Su Feng frowned deeply, remaining silent, his eyes fixed intently on the direction in which they were located.
"Hehe—no need to be nervous, I am not your enemy."
“My name is Sila…the rebels call me—the Angel of Slaughter.”
Sila smiled coldly, slowly spreading his five fingers and returning the magic bead to Su Feng's hand.
This was beyond Su Feng's expectations.