Chapter 743 Deprivation, Pain, Temptation.

Boom!

Jing Ping's fist carried the chaotic dragon and tiger magic power of 9,999 million yuan, and hit the light shield fiercely. With just one punch, the light shield made a huge crack, and the nine holy angels also spewed a dark golden blood at the same time, and their bodies were full of cracks. God is full of disbelief.

The Guardian of Light is the strongest defensive spell in the Holy Land of Light. It is enough to defend against the existence attack of a higher level than themselves. What's more, now nine sacred angels equivalent to the peak of the golden immortals work together. The protection is even more huge, and no one can break it. This is also what they didn't do after seeing Jing Ping kill. The reason why I fell for the first time is that I have this spell as the bottom card.

But now, Jing Ping's only punch made the whole light guard crack, and every holy angel felt that his body seemed to be shattered by the power of this punch. Only then did he understand that Jing Ping's power had reached such a level, which was simply endless and boundless.

"Huh? How can you resist my strength? Interestingly, it seems that the Holy Land of Light is not so rubbish. When Jing Ping saw this scene, he immediately smiled gharticly, "But I want to see that your defensive spell can stop me!"

Between the words, Jing Ping punched the light guard again, and the powerful force burst out again, which made all the holy angels in the light mask loose. His eyes were confused. His body was shaken by this power thousands of times in an instant, and the blood on his body kept overflowing, like a dark golden sculpture.

"The guardian of light is about to break up! This is a blasphemy against the light! I, Edward, who is in charge of power, will never allow it!" Suddenly, a pair of angels with gem-like brilliance broke away from the light and punched Jing Ping's head!

A mountain-like force began to shake away. Jing Ping unexpectedly saw the silent prayers of the other party's punch. Their wish power with white light condensed in the hands of the holy angel Edward, as if countless wills bombarded Jing Ping.

This is the means of the holy angel. One punch, starting with one's own strength and merging with the spiritual power of believers will immediately cause terrible destruction, which is simply equivalent to a punch of the will of life, which is somewhat similar to Jing Ping's method.

It's just that the holy angel needs to absorb the power of faith. Jing Ping doesn't need it. As soon as he moves, he will protect the body of heaven and protect all sentient beings. This is all because of his strong merit. The means of the holy angel seem to be not much different from him, but it is far away from heaven and earth. One is to force instill faith. If you don't accept it, you will kill him. It is to help all sentient beings and condense merit and virtue. How can this be compared? Of

Moreover, Jing Ping's merit is the common feedback of the heavens and the world, which contains all sentient beings in the infinite world, and the other party is only a part of the alien beliefs. It is not only fundamentally different, but also in terms of quality and quantity. How is Jing Ping's opponent.

Bum!

A dull sound came, and the holy angel Edward's punch hit Jing Ping's head without surprise. The strong force was enough to destroy a universe, but there was no scar on Jing Ping's head, not even a trace of fluctuation.

Don't wait for Edward's eyes to show shock, one hand has directly penetrated his body, just in the blink of an eye, Edward's jewel-like wings quickly fell off, and at the same time exuded a sacred body, and withered quickly. Come on, until the end, there is no vitality, and it is completely erased by Jing Ping.

"The Lord has given me insight into all wisdom, and I can see all your sins. These sins will turn into sacred flames and burn you to dust!" At this moment, Moxi, who was in charge of wisdom, appeared with the same bright wings, but this time he did not make any attack, but looked at Jing Ping's eyes.

In just a moment, all the characters he had killed appeared in Jing Ping's mind. These characters roared and ferociously turned into a shining flame, which quickly filled his whole body. A hot force began to burn in his internal organs, and even in the soul, in a short moment. In the meantime, Jing Ping was turned into a sinner full of light!

"The Lord has given me the right to control happiness, but only the bright servant will be happy. You are extremely guilty, and you will not enjoy it! Deprive you of happiness! Relatives! Family! My friend! Everything about good things and memories will be separated from you!" Vaya, who was in charge of happiness, also began to appear, and gave a divine light to Jing Ping, who was burning with the fire of light all over his body.

"There will be no space for you!" Space Angel Hobby said that Jing Ping's figure began to be independent and seemed to be exiled in nothingness forever.

"The long river of time will also erase all your traces!" The time angel Kule also attacked, and saw that the clothes on Jing Ping's body decayed quickly, as if tens of millions of years had passed in an instant.

"I give you painful emotions!" The emotional angel Cauchy said.

"The stars will hit you until you become a fan!" The star angel Raphael opened his hands, and countless planets flashed behind it, setting it off as if it were the only one in the starry sky.

"I, the servant of the light, will abandon you." The guardian angel Miller said lightly, and even Jing Ping's last trace of protection was plundered!

The nine sacred angels of the Holy Land of Light actually attacked Jing Ping at the same time, and one after another, it was endless, and Jing Ping only felt as if he had entered a world with nothing.

His memory began to blur, his spirit began to decline, and his defense began to weaken. He seemed to have experienced tens of millions of years. He lost all happy emotions, leaving only pure pain and fear!

It was dark and nothingness, and a great fear began to hit Jing Ping's heart.

This is the means of the nine holy angels. This is the means of the Holy Land of Light for heresy. It is strange, but it has power, endless horror, and eternal suffering.

No matter what it is, under this kind of attack, he will either have a mental breakdown, or cry, or fall into deep confusion, but Jingping does not have these. What he has is just silence.

"I, who is in charge of faith and spread Sharia, was inspired by the Lord." At this moment, the spreading angel Sharia began to speak, "The Lord's mercy is all-encompetent and countless. No matter how much sin you have committed, the Lord will forgive you, give you joy, give you beauty, and give you everything you want. Now, evil people, tell me whether you would like to believe in the noble and greatness. Lord of light, would you like to serve your sinful soul and become the humble servant of the Lord?

Between the words, a light suddenly flashed in this empty space, as if it were a glimmer of light in the dark, full of infinite beauty. It seemed that as long as Jing Ping was willing to nod, he would immediately return to the original world.

But Jing Ping did not answer, but only silence.

"Belies in my Lord, you will get the endless glory and flowers, enjoy all the joy and happiness, what you lose will be re-owned, and what you have will be guarded by the light!" The words full of ** began to sound, "And the Lord of Light will give you the greatest grace, let you grow bright wings, and make you the master of power. You are in the same status as our glorious, and enjoy infinite worship!"

This Sharia actually began to attract Jing Ping. I have to say that this method is really wonderful.

First, it deprives it of beauty and makes it full of pain, then it is exiled, enjoying thousands of years of emptiness, and finally a light and beautiful **.

Such a means, if it were any golden fairy, he would immediately nod and agree, and there would be no hesitation at all.

But Jing Ping was still silent, saying nothing and doing nothing, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a trace of ferocious smile.