Chapter 1405

Walking on the street full of ancient and thick charm, Luo Yunyang's heart is not sad or happy. For him, it's meaningless to fight with an existence that can only be regarded as a mole ant level.

Because this family, for him, is really just a mole ant.

But in the blue star world dominated by the eight gods, it is difficult for him to achieve anything just by his own cultivation.

He needs divine medicine and many opportunities. He also needs to improve his strength in the fastest time.

Luo Yunyang, who has a certain understanding of the blue star world, knows that the strong in this world will not be noticed by all gods until they are upgraded to saints.

According to the decrees handed down by these gods, the more talented they are, the more they are valued.

Wind ancient kingdom, he wants to become famous at one stroke, not to mention, but to dominate the whole wind ancient kingdom with an invincible posture.

The Duke of crape myrtle is a good object.

Luo Yunyang's movement was reported to the residence of Jin Ziwei family at the first time. Although this generation of Jin Ziwei family leaders did not enter the storm god religion, they also have their own way of inheritance.

As warriors with three Python real blood, they also have their own divine medicine for promotion, but in the end, it is difficult to compare with the inheritance of the eight gods.

But as an aristocrat, it's enough.

"It's brave of you to say that a priest dares to come to my house and ask for people." Prince Jin Ziwei, with a gloomy face, said with a trace of coldness in his voice after hearing the report from his housekeeper.

His housekeeper, a real blood warrior with the same strength, said in a deep voice: "my Lord, young priest, the future is not small. You'd better not offend him too much."

Duke Jin Ziwei smiled coldly and said, "what about a young priest? You should know that even if there are a thousand priests, it is difficult for one to become a priest."

"Are there few young priests who have fallen over the years?"

"But if the boy knows what's interesting, I can give him a chance and let Monton return one eye."

The housekeeper opened his mouth and didn't speak any more. He has done his duty and reminded the things that should be reminded. As for whether the owner listens or not, he can't decide.

Moreover, the power of the Jin Ziwei family is not something that a new priest can provoke. After all, the Jin Ziwei family has a good relationship with the bishop of the ancient wind kingdom.

From the stone pagoda family to the Jin Ziwei family's residence is not too far, that is, half a quarter of an hour, Luo Yunyang has come to the Jin Ziwei family's residence.

"Brother, when you get there, you must talk to the Duke of crape myrtle, that..." lady leckley, as Keleyin's sister, slowly regained some sense at this time, and she said softly to Luo Yunyang.

Luo Yunyang smiled. Naturally, he understood what the sister meant.

But this time, he didn't come to properly solve this matter. This time, he wanted to become famous at one stroke.

"This is the residence of the Duke of crape myrtle. Get out of here quickly, or I'll catch you all!" A dozen soldiers shouted when they saw that Luo Yunyang and others were not nice.

Although they are ordinary soldiers, they represent the Jin Ziwei family after all, not to mention that they have received orders.

Although the guardians were loyal to Luo Yunyang, the priest in charge, they entered the royal city for the first time. They had no experience in dealing with the top Duke in the royal city.

So at this time, no one spoke and looked at Luo Yunyang one by one.

"Storm rage!"

Luo Yunyang didn't speak to these soldiers, but directly pinched the magic door and exercised the divine skill handed down by the storm God cult, which was more violent than the rage of the storm in the wind, thunder and sword field.

In a flash, the billowing storm shrouded the Duke's house.

In this King City, few people basically use such violent means. At the moment when the rolling storm swept down, those soldiers didn't know what to do at this time.

"Stop! This is the residence of Duke Jin Ziwei. You dare to do it at will. Did you forget the Bishop's ban!"

With this sentence, two men dressed in the priest's clothes of the storm God church rose into the sky. They were both thirty or forty years old. At the moment of their appearance, they quickly pinched the law and laid a barrier over the Duke's house of Jin Ziwei.

Both of them are high priests. Luo Yunyang, a young priest, doesn't pay much attention to him.

When they think about it, there should be no problem for them to arrange their own array to block the attack of the young priest.

But how do they know that they are not facing a small man, but Luo Yunyang and other big men who are ready to hunt even their God.

In a flash, Luo Yunyang's anger of the storm had collided with the protective barrier of the two priests.

Although these are two similar levels of magic, but the people who cast them are different, which means their power is also different.

That is, at the moment of contact, the power was hundreds of times stronger than the ordinary storm rage. The storm rage directly tore up the protective barrier and landed over the residence of the Jin Ziwei family.

"Boom, boom!"

Tall buildings were broken in an instant, and the huge Duchess of crape myrtle had become a mess in an instant.

Dozens of martial artists with various blood rays flashing on their bodies madly urged their own strength to resist the power of wind and thunder anger. But even so, those who can resist the force of wind and thunder still have a lot of power that is directly torn apart in the void by the anger of the storm.

A ray of light rushed towards the Duke's mansion of Jin Ziwei from all directions. After all, this is the King City of the ancient wind kingdom. Such powerful destruction naturally attracts attention.

The power of the fury of the storm soon dissipated, but the Duke's mansion, which was just majestic and spectacular, was already in a mess. It was not the warrior of the Duke's mansion, but also injured in resisting the fury of the storm.

"You did it to my mansion?" Prince Jin Ziwei, dressed in brocade, roared at Luo Yunyang with a ferocious face.

He was just a little priest. Even if he came, he should follow the rules and beg him to let naruton go. However, he didn't expect that this one shot directly and tore the defense of the two priests he worshiped.

His Duke's mansion has turned into ruins, which will definitely become a laughing stock in the kingdom. I don't know how many people want to see him lively.

Luo Yunyang nodded and said, "either let people go or die!"

Duke Jin Ziwei felt that the little priest in front of him should be crazy. At this time, he even talked to himself so arrogantly.

In fact, lady leckley, who followed Luo Yunyang, was also frightened by everything in front of her. She wanted her brother to plead for help, but she didn't expect that the holy and inviolable Ducal Palace in the King City was directly turned into ruins under the attack of her brother.

This matter is no longer a matter of pleading. It has become a matter that even she doesn't know how to end.

In fact, the people of the stone pagoda family who came with Luo Yunyang were also in a state of ignorance. He didn't know what to do now. After all, the things at this time had gone beyond his scope of handling. No, it should be said that they had gone beyond his imagination.

According to his feeling, I'm afraid the whole stone pagoda family has been in a kind of fear. This is equivalent to a face beating. The Duke of Jin Ziwei will never agree, and they are really powerless in the face of the Duke's anger.

And the priest from the small town even wanted to kill the Duke of Jin Ziwei, which is a little whimsical.

"If you want to kill me, I will kill you even if I fight the Bishop's punishment!" While Prince Jin Ziwei was talking, the whole man burst into a crazy momentum. His body not only expanded ten times in size, but also gave birth to countless black scales.

Luo Yunyang also saw this change of Duke Jin Ziwei in the book of the temple, which is the performance of true blood soldiers.

According to the classification of true blood warriors, Duke Jin Ziwei should belong to a king level true blood warrior equivalent to a senior divine officer.

The ultimate goal of true blood warriors is to incarnate into the fierce beast at the root of their true blood, and this level is equivalent to the Holy One in the sequence of the eight gods.

However, although the level of true blood soldiers corresponds to the inheritance of the eight gods, their strength is much worse.

Generally speaking, the peak of true blood warrior level is equivalent to the primary inheritance of the same level of god religion.

Although Luo Yunyang has just been promoted to a divine official, the divine medicine of the divine official has long been completely digested by him. I'm afraid even the God can't match the various cultivation methods of the divine official and the control of Luo Yunyang.

Just as Luo Yunyang was about to kill the Duke of crape myrtle, a man in a divine robe appeared strangely in the void. He looked at Luo Yunyang and said coldly, "as a priest of the divine church, he went wild in the king's city and knelt down for me."

With the words of the divine official, a majestic majesty pressed heavily against Luo Yunyang.

When Prince Ziwei saw the divine official, a trace of joy appeared in his eyes. The priest has a good relationship with him. They have always been allies in many things. Now that something like this has happened to my family, it seems better for my old friend to do it.

After all, this priest is also the middle-level of storm God.

"Lord Lohan, you must give me an account of today's affairs, or I will never give up until I tell the bishop about it."

The deity known as Lohan nodded; "I will give you an account of this matter."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly found that the majesty of his divine official was of no use to the young priest in front of him.

This shouldn't be!

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