V6.Chapter 307

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
Huge power was uploaded from he Yiming's hand, Franklin's body trembled, and then he Yiming forcibly pulled out of the light.

The power of light released from the temple rose into the sky, enveloping them both. But at this moment, he Yiming used an alternative means to cut off the power of light around him and Franklin.

This is the use of the power of the source. He released his power of the source and blocked out the omnipresent power of light.

Although the power of light claims to wear everything, it cannot play its due power when it meets the original power of the world. In the past, in the sea of light, the Yin Sha armor integrated with the power of the source can even block the invasion of the power of light, not to mention the pure power of the source at this time.

When the power of light was cut off at the moment, he Yiming had dragged Franklin out of the light shrouded world quickly.

Franklin sent out a long, unbelievable howling sound. He immediately understood he Yiming's intention, and his true Qi boiled like boiling water. The stick of light in his hand desperately went towards he Yiming's point, and each time he pointed out, it was bombarded with powerful light power.

Facing these Qi attacks far inferior to the power of light, he Yiming did not have the original relaxed freehand brushwork. His face was extremely dignified. With a flick of his wrist, the five element ring had appeared in his hand, and the colorful light turned into colorful light wheels, blocking all the attacks from the staff of light.

At this time, the two of them were very close one after another. He Yiming's hand firmly clasped Franklin's hand, and the weapons of both sides were dazzling, which did not seem to be under the powerful light force.

However, after the two of them left the two huge pillars of light, the light released from the temple suddenly began to weaken at a very fast speed. Just for a moment, the omnipresent power of light has become as if there were nothing.

Treasure pig and white horse looked at each other, and the two holy beasts finally understood he Yiming's idea.

No wonder he Yiming always emphasizes that this power does not belong to Franklin. Indeed, these powerful light forces belong to this mysterious temple.

It's not easy to stimulate the power of light here. Franklin has gathered so many people's mental power, which has successfully stimulated it. If he has been in this power, he can control and use it at will. However, when the controller leaves this light, they will actively return to the temple.

The power of light is incomparable. Once it is successfully stimulated, they also have unparalleled speed. But similarly, when the power of light begins to shrink, their speed is also unparalleled.

Seeing that the powerful light was about to disappear, Franklin's eyes were red, and he sent out an earth shaking roar. The rod of light in his hand was waved heavily towards his wrist firmly held by he Yiming.

A fierce spatter of blood instantly dyed the sleeves of his Majesty the Pope and he Yiming opposite.

Franklin's face was towering and terrifying, and his eyes were fixed on the disappearing power of light. At this time, his mind was not on the severed arm at all, but wholeheartedly thinking of retaining the disappearing power of light.

After experiencing the divine power in the power of light, Franklin was crazy, which was a crazy worship of absolute power. He would rather die and pay any price than lose the feeling that his whole body is full of power.

Even the strong at the peak of humanity will become a crazy slave of power after tasting the powerful power that does not belong to him.

At this time, Franklin had only one idea in his mind. If he lost these powers, he would no longer survive.

He Yiming was slightly stunned. Although he had a premonition for a long time, he didn't expect Franklin to be so crazy and decisive.

With a wave of his hand, he did not hesitate to cut off his arm, but also to retain the determination of the powerful power of light.

Faintly, he Yiming secretly congratulated himself that although he had once absorbed the power of light, he had no similar feeling because of chaos Dantian, and he simply could not experience the strong pleasure of the pure body of light in the sea of light and the feeling of controlling everything as he wished.

If not, I'm afraid he Yiming will become the second Franklin at this time, and in no case will he allow the power of light to disappear before it is exhausted.

The corners of his eyes beat slightly. He tried every means to get close to Franklin, and put all his eggs in one basket to pull him out of the light power. At this moment, how can he be in contact with this terrible power again.

Although such a force of light can't hurt he Yiming, he knows that as long as Frank Lin is in the sea of light, he can't hurt the Pope who has the body of light.

If he is really allowed to integrate with the power of light in the temple again, then unless it is a war of attrition, they will not be able to decide the victory or defeat until all the power of light accumulated for thousands of years is exhausted.

With a flick of the wrist, the aurora sword has flown out. This sword has no weight. In terms of speed, it can definitely be ranked in the first few of all magic soldiers.

Frank Lin didn't turn his head and waved a stick, as if he had a pair of eyes behind him. The head of the stick had been on the tip of the pursued aurora sword.

The aurora sword sent out a slight trembling sound, and the aurora of the North sea suddenly shot out.

However, this time Franklin ignored it more, and his robe suddenly lit up, forming an illusory mirror behind him. The aurora of the North Sea was on this mirror, and immediately retracted in the opposite direction.

He Yiming's eyes were slightly bright. He was breathing long, and the five element ring in his hand was rotating violently, forming a force field similar to a black hole. The huge suction came from here, and he wanted to hold Franklin's feet as long as possible.

However, Franklin, who had cut off his arms, had already made a decision to retain the power of light at all costs. His body shook slightly, and the crown of light on his head was flashing infinite halos. These halos actually had great power to resist the suction created by he Yiming.

Franklin's face showed a happy smile. Although he had just cut off one of his hands, he was about to touch the power of light in the temple, which had not yet fully restrained. His Holiness's heart was incomparably refreshed.

However, at this moment, when his hand was about to touch the light, the expression on his face was suddenly frozen.

His body was completely stiff, and he couldn't even bounce it once.

His heart was full of fear, which was an absolute fear from the bottom of his heart.

He Yiming's five element ring stopped, and he looked at each other in surprise. In fact, at the moment when Franklin broke his wrists, he knew that his raid had failed.

Franklin can easily give up his arm, so what else can stop him.

Seeing that Franklin was about to recover the light power that was about to return completely, he Yiming was quickly thinking about how to deal with this person.

Perhaps, only with him, he kept consuming the power of light until the wealth accumulated for thousands of years was squandered by this black sheep day by day.

However, no one could have imagined that Franklin would automatically stop when he was about to touch the light, and his whole body maintained a posture without moving.

That piece of light did not continue to stay outside. They quickly returned to the temple. The temple built of countless high-level materials seemed so mysterious and powerful at this moment.

Everyone's eyes were on Franklin, and they all had the same question in their hearts. Why did Franklin fall short and stop all his efforts the moment before he was about to succeed.

"Pa......"

A gentle crack sounded from Franklin's body. His arm, which was cut in half, burst, and a lot of blood flowed from the wound, even more than the blood left when he cut his arm.

"Pa......"

The second, the third, as if lit a firecracker, one after another burst from Franklin.

All kinds of wounds also appeared on Franklin's body at the same time, and instantly dyed him completely into a big red blood man.

Franklin's throat wriggled gently. He seemed to want to say something, but finally he fell down feebly.

On his body, the crown of light, the robe of light, and the staff of light were all covered with blood left from him.

He Yiming stared at this scene with tongue tied eyes. He had been able to clearly sense that there was only the faintest breath on the blood man, and this breath would only appear when he was on the verge of death.

Needless to say, Franklin suddenly had a strong mutation, which made his body come to this end.

Slowly retracted his eyes, he Yiming glanced at the temple that had completely hidden the power of light, and his heart suddenly understood.

With a slight sigh, he Yiming came to Franklin, who had fallen to the ground and could not even stand up. He said softly, "I have said that the power here is not yours."

Franklin's throat wriggled slightly, and he seemed to want to say something, but in the end he still couldn't fulfill his wish.

With a long breath, Franklin died forever!

However, in his eyes, there was no regret left, but a more fanatical look.

I have possessed the power of Shinto