Chapter 18: Perverted Zuo Ci

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As Jiang Ruoxue finished reciting the poem, she seemed to have suddenly changed into another person, and a spirit of immortality arose naturally. She was stunned by the Pope and others.

"Everyone, I am not talented and overestimated my ability to learn about your magic. I would like to ask Your Majesty the Emperor for advice!" Jiang Ruoxue said confidently.

"Okay, since you are seeking death by yourself, don't blame me for being rude!" The pope roared with a ferocious face: "Come on me and kill them!"

"Kill!" With the pope's order, the soldiers around him roared and rushed up in unison.

"Haha!" Jiang Ruoxue chuckled, waved his hand and sprinkled a small black shadow, and shouted: "Spread beans to become soldiers!"

As soon as Jiang Ruoxue finished speaking, he heard a sound of Peng De. A burst of white smoke rose on the ground. More than a hundred golden armored gods suddenly appeared around Jiang Ruoxue and others. These people were all big and round waists, all two meters away. They were wearing golden armor and holding a long-handled machete with golden light in their hands. They were majestic and murderous intent. They were obviously all top-notch masters.

As soon as these golden armored gods appeared, without saying a word, they swung their machetes to slash at the warriors of the Holy See. That was so cruel! The casual warriors couldn't stand a knife at all, and they usually cut them off with their weapons.

In fact, these golden armored gods were not so powerful, but the little girl took out the Chiyou War Soul Flag so desperately. After absorbing a dragon, the power of the Chiyou War Soul Flag also increased a lot. Under its influence, these golden armored gods all had their eyes red and were obviously in a violent state. The big blade was numerous times stronger than before, just like a rapidly rotating golden windmill. However, in a blink of an eye, dozens of Holy See soldiers who came into contact with the Golden Armored God General lay down. Only a few masters barely saved their lives and the others were all cut into several pieces.

Seeing such a powerful golden armored god general, even their master Zuo Ci was unexpected and was stunned for a moment. He saw the Chiyou battle soul flag in the little girl's hand and suddenly realized it.

The power of the golden armored general deeply stimulated the pope. The old man almost dropped his chin. He could not imagine how the powerful reinforcements from Fang Qingshu and others suddenly appeared. However, seeing his soldiers' casualties and wounded, he immediately recovered his calmness and shouted angrily: "Master brings me!"

The dozen great wizards around the pope immediately woke up from calmness and immediately began to prepare to attack with magic. But Zuo Ci took the initiative and shouted first: "Flying sand and stones!" As he said that, he waved his hand vigorously, and a strong wind immediately broke out around the entire village. The dust and fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up one after another. For a moment, neither of us could see each other.

Now, the mages were helpless and could not see their opponents. They could only blindly close their eyes. However, there were many warriors from the Holy See who were fighting with the Golden Armored God Generals. If the mage was furious, it would be easy to cause accidental injuries. If it was an ordinary soldier, it would not matter if the mage accidentally injured hundreds of them. However, the people who followed the Pope were all experts with backgrounds, especially the sixth-level warriors who led the team. Almost everyone had a big family behind them.

If the mages hurt them by accident, it would definitely be a huge trouble. So the mages hesitated for a moment and looked at the pope, hoping that the pope could make an idea. The pope was actually in a dilemma. The background of those warriors who were fighting was not ordinary, and he didn't care if one or two died, but if dozens of them died at once because of his order, even if he was a pope, he would have to consider it seriously!

Just as the pope was hesitating, a voice came from afar and said, "Your Majesty, I'll capture that girl alive!"

The person who spoke was a dragon knight riding a green dragon. He had been hiding in the woods with his mount. He originally planned to wait for Fang Qingshu to hand over the things and leave and chase them and get them back. Unexpectedly, the war started here directly, and then he appeared immediately.

When the Pope saw it, he immediately said in surprise: "Okay, pay attention to protecting his own people. As long as you kill that guy who knows magic, everything will be fine!"

"Yes!" The dragon knight quickly agreed and urged his mount to rush to the battlefield. The dragon had a natural magic shield, so he was not afraid of the strong wind, and his eyes were extremely sharp, so he could clearly see everything in the battlefield through the dust and sand in the sky. So the dragon directly swept down from the sky and rushed straight towards Jiang Ruoqin who was casting spells, obviously trying to capture the thief and capture the king.

Because the dragon's breath is too powerful, it is afraid that the entire village will be gone if a bit of flame is squirting. Therefore, in order to prevent accidental injury of the human warrior fighting fiercely in the village, the dragon knight did not let the dragon spit fire, but asked him to use his claws to catch Jiang Ruoqin, just like the action of an eagle when catching prey.

The aura of the dragon is very powerful, so it is naturally impossible to deceive Jiang Ruoqin, who is possessed by Zuo Ci. However, facing the sudden attack of the powerful dragon, Jiang Ruoqin was not surprised but happy, and laughed loudly: "Haha, four-legged reptile, dare to be unreasonable? Look at the sword!"

With Jiang Ruoqin's cry, a huge silver-white sword energy rose into the air. The sword energy that was dozens of meters long was extremely sharp. It split the dragon and the dragon knight in half on the spot. Suddenly, the dragon's blood and internal organs sprayed wildly together, almost covering the entire village. Even Jiang Ruoqin, Fang Qingshu and others were all covered with bright red.

This is the power of the fairy sword. According to Zuo Ci, the fairy sword he practiced was just a newly formed one, and he could easily kill a giant dragon. This powerful and perverted terrifying power shocked everyone present. Even Fang Qingshu and others were no exception.

"Haha, okay, I have limited time, I won't play with you!" Jiang Ruoqin then shouted again: "Check me a knock, it's so thunderous!"

As soon as Jiang Ruoqin finished speaking, the sky immediately changed color, and then countless huge lightnings smashed down like heavy rain. Whether it was the warriors or mages of the Holy See, they were immediately smashed into ashes by these countless powerful lightnings. Several powerful mages and the Pope built a transparent magic shield together. Unfortunately, they only resisted for a few seconds and then the shield was destroyed.

After only a few breaths, the more than 500 people in the Holy See were wiped out, but all the golden armored gods disappeared. The entire village was completely razed to the ground. Except for the place where Fang Qingshu and others stood, there were burnt marks everywhere, and broken corpses and armor were spread all over the ground. Even the poor Pope was now smashed to death by lightning. Only a vertebrae was left in the body below the chest, and the rest had disappeared.

So far, all three fighting souls had shown their powerful strength in actual combat. Fang Qingshu immediately obtained their combat power assessment in his heart. The weakest one was obviously Zhuge Liang. Behind him, he had about level seven strength, but because he was good at formations and had little effect on single-handed battles, his actual combat power was only about level six.

The second is Zhao Yun. He definitely has the strength of level 8 after leaning over, but because Zhao Yun's specialty is close combat. With his peerless shooting skills, his actual combat power should not be inferior to level 9 warriors.

As for Zuo Ci, there is no doubt that this immortal should have the strength of level nine, but his combat power is probably more than ten. There is no way, immortal arts are really too perverted! They are not something other practitioners can resist.

Looking at the devastated eyes, Jiang Ruoqin looked helpless and said, "Why do you have to do it!" Then Zuo Ci, who was possessed, disappeared, and Jiang Ruoqin's weak body began to fall down softly.

Fang Qingshu quickly reached out to hold her and asked with concern: "How do you feel?"

"Tired!" Jiang Ruoqin said weakly.

"Don't worry, rest. I believe that this is our last battle on this planet." Fang Qingshu comforted with a smile.

"Yeah!" Jiang Ruoqin agreed and slowly closed her eyes.

Fang Qingshu then hurriedly said to the little girl beside him: "Check out the spoils, especially the dragon's corpse and the pope's crown and scepter!"

"Yeah!" the little girl agreed, turned her face, but suddenly shouted: "Heaven, where is the dragon's corpse? Why haven't you seen it?"

Given the experience last time, after the little girl said this, Fang Qingshu and Helena looked at the battle soul flag on the little girl's hand, and saw that there seemed to be another Western dragon in the group of monsters in the flag. Obviously, the green dragon killed by Zuo Ci was also absorbed.

The dragon's body is full of treasures, and the dragon blood that can enhance physical fitness is very precious. What's more, the dragon scales that can make high-end armor and dragon crystals are almost priceless treasures. It is a bit wasteful to be eaten directly by the battle soul flag. So, Fang Qingshu looked at the little girl with a depressed and resentful look.

The little girl soon understood what was going on and said embarrassedly: "This, I don't know he can eat so much! Mine really didn't mean it!"
Chapter completed!