The sound of armor plates rubbing against each other.
Harsh and low.
No one should have noticed it on the battlefield.
But as they gradually walked out of the divine realm passage, even Lu Yan cast his eyes on them. Neat
and uniform steps, a perfect queue.
Including the whole body of armor, only a gap was left to reveal a pair of eyes.
Even the exposed eyes were as calm as a mountain.
There was no fluctuation, and it seemed that nothing could affect them.
Fifth-level magic guards!
Two hundred advanced sixth-level magic legion guards!
Especially the latter, they are the guardians of the Lance Empire!
Their existence is to stabilize the defense line.
Even in a fierce charge, they will never be shaken.
The twenty-centimeter-wide heavy sword flashed with a sharp edge, and the symbol emitted a pale golden light.
There was no hesitation, and no one guided.
The Stark fish demon cultivators aimed their spiritual power bullets at them at the first moment.
Three thousand red-crowned crane cultivators controlled the terrifying flames, like the wrath of the gods.
The magma poured back!
The rain of fire fell!
Two hundred magic legion guards, their armors emit bright light.
With the blessing of fighting spirit, it becomes brighter.
A shield is on their heads!
The fighting spirit in the magic guards flows along their bodies and is injected into the symbols of the armor.
Then shields are condensed and merged together! A
shield that is two hundred meters wide blocks their heads and stands in front of them!
The strongest shield of the Lance Empire!
The guardian of the battlefield!
The remaining magic swordsmen, magic crossbowmen, and magic sharpshooters did not say a word.
They followed the magic legion guards silently.
In the Lance Empire, they have long been accustomed to it. As long as they follow the legion guards, no one can defeat them!
Lu Yan sighed.
Sure enough, whether it is the red-crowned crane or the Stark fish monster, their Taoism is too low.
The Taoism technique is only the fire control technique.
Even the Stark fish monster is still using the basic Taoism technique, the spiritual bullet.
With such a fighting force, it doesn't seem to be difficult to accept that they were defeated by a mid-level race.
On the contrary, it seems like a fairy tale.
A group of second-level races actually crossed levels and annihilated several times more enemies.
But Lu Yan was not surprised.
Level is not an important thing.
After all, level only represents attributes.
For the Eastern races, what is important is not their own attributes.
It is Taoism! It is Taoism and magical powers!
In this case, let's use Taoism.
The power from Eastern mythology, the power from incense!
"It's time to end. After this assessment, I will personally teach Lu Yan the knowledge of divinity and priesthood." Tang Zhiyuan smiled, without turning his head, but just whispered.
Liu Zaiyuan also did not turn his head, but just nodded gently. "Okay, let me teach such a student. I'm really worried that I can't teach well."
Liu Xiyue smiled happily. Lu Yan failed the assessment, and he would continue to stay in school. At
that time, she could stay with Lu Yan again.
Moreover, with the teaching of Tang Zhiyuan, the vice principal, his future achievements will never stop at weak divine power.
"It's over." Lu Yan whispered softly.
[Record]: You consumed 20,000 incense sticks and used 'Extreme Night'
[Record]: You consumed 20,000 incense sticks and used 'Extreme Cold'
[Record]: You consumed 20,000 incense sticks and used 'Extreme Wind'
[Record]: You combined [Eternal Night]
A figure appeared in the sky above the God's Domain.
Great! Brilliant!
It was impossible to see his face, standing tall, with only a pair of bright golden pupils showing!
Kneel!
The most holy and supreme, the highest and most powerful!
Bow your head!
Do not look directly at it, do not spy on it!
Then he stretched out a finger.
Like a mountain peak, with irresistible power!
"This is Eternal Night!"
Along with that finger.
In the God's Domain, it was pitch black!
Nothingness!
All the light was swallowed up, all the sound was swallowed up.
There was pitch black in front of their eyes, and even the golden light radiating from the symbol disappeared.
Even if the fighting spirit was activated, the symbol was still flashing and jumping.
But the light was swallowed up the moment it appeared!
Panic!
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out!
No, it had already come out. The human voice can be simply described as the vibration of the vocal cords caused by the airflow in the lungs.
But the moment the airflow appeared, it was frozen!
Even the legion guards began to panic!
They couldn't hear any sound, couldn't see anything!
It was like being in nothingness!
Cold!
Not outside the body.
But from the inside!
The organs in the body were frozen.
The blood coagulated and the heart stopped beating.
The magic swordsman and the magic crossbowman died the moment the cold froze their organs. The
sharpshooters, magic guards, and magic legion guards frantically activated the fighting spirit in their bodies.
They wanted to fight against this cold.
But they were horrified to find out.
Their fighting spirit, the moment it came into contact with this cold, began to freeze!
Fighting spirit, this invisible and intangible energy, how could it be frozen!
But they did receive such feedback.
Unbelievable, unimaginable!
Mouths opened wide, eyes widened.
Want to speak, want to shout!
But the cold has spread, organs, skin, outside the body, and finally armor, and then the energy shield condensed in the sky.
Everything was frozen!
A gust of wind blew gently, and all the magic races, like fragile statues made of sand.
Instantly turned into powder.
The darkness faded.
In the divine domain, it was calm, with only the Eastern races kneeling devoutly.
There was no scene after the war.
Lu Yan smiled slightly.
60,000 incense sticks, worth it!
"Fake... fake..." Tang Zhiyuan was stunned.
"It's like this again... It's like this again..." Liu Zaiyuan held his head in pain and despair.
This student seemed to remind him every moment that he, an old guy who had become a formal god, was a waste.
Liu Xiyue's cherry lips slightly opened, her starry eyes widened to the extreme, and her fair face was full of confusion.
She didn't know how to describe her feelings at this moment.
But she was sure of one thing. She
had never been as determined as she was now.
I'm sure of this man!
Me! Liu Xiyue! Said!
"How much faith did it take!..." Tang Zhiyuan couldn't believe it. "How could he have so much faith! How is this possible..."
"No! No! This is definitely not the power of the basic priesthood!" Tang Zhiyuan suddenly woke up.
"The basic long night, heavy snow, and cold wind! There is absolutely no such power!"
Tang Zhiyuan's eyes radiated endless light.
The advanced priesthood of the long night is darkness.
The advanced priesthood of heavy snow and cold wind is cold, or wind.
The narrower the definition, especially referring to a specific priesthood, the weaker it is.
The more extensive the definition of the priesthood, the stronger it is.
Light is far more powerful than a priesthood like candlelight.
Lu Yan, without the guidance of the school, completed the advancement of the priesthood!
This thought suddenly emerged in Tang Zhiyuan's mind!
At this moment, Lu Yan was looking at his battle settlement panel in surprise.
What the hell is this?