The other Moon Goddess Cult members involuntarily took a step back under Lu Ning's calm gaze, their eyes filled with shock.
Deacon Lu Feng was only half a step away from the Saint, yet he couldn't even block a single attack?!
Even ordinary saints couldn't achieve this, right?
Before they could think any further, Lu Ning had already disappeared from the spot once again.
The group of Moon Goddess Cult followers couldn't even see Lu Ning's figure. They only saw a flash of sword light, and the neck of a Moon Goddess Cult follower next to them was severed. The headless corpse swayed and fell to the ground.
The others' expressions changed drastically, and they immediately retreated.
"escape!"
However, their speed was naturally no match for Lu Ning's. In just two breaths, Lu Ning had killed all the followers of the Moon Goddess Cult.
Jerry and the others were all dumbfounded.
"No, Lu Ning, could you at least leave us a few?" Steve said, somewhat speechless.
Su Qi nodded repeatedly: "We've built up all the emotions, but then all the enemies are dead. What are we supposed to fight then?"
They now feel somewhat lost and bewildered, like someone who has drawn their sword and looks around in confusion.
Lu Ning glanced at them and said, "You guys just need to hurry up."
Everyone fell silent.
No matter how fast I rush, I can't outrun you.
The three high-level saints of the Moon Goddess Cult, who were engaged in fierce combat in the sky, had already sensed something was wrong when Lu Ning unleashed his powerful mental fluctuations.
However, even if they wanted to rescue them, they couldn't.
After all, the three of them, Yann and his companions, are powerful and not just for show.
If they are distracted, they themselves could be in danger.
When they saw that Lu Ning had killed all the high-level awakened members of the Moon Goddess Cult in just a few breaths, even the three Moon Goddess Saints were stunned.
"Damn bastard! You're asking for it!" Aska roared angrily, his face grim.
Previously, during the Thousand-Eyed Sacrifice, someone attacked them, and three high-ranking saints and a group of high-ranking deacons from their sect were killed.
They didn't even know who they were.
Even for the powerful Moon Goddess Cult, the loss of three high-level saints and more than ten high-level deacons was a major blow.
Now, more than a dozen high-ranking deacons have died this time, and they don't even know how to explain it to the Pope!
Even Aska felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of the punishment he might receive.
The same applies to Ye Ming and Harada Riko on the other side.
Their expressions turned ferocious.
Both of them activated their high-risk soul weapons with all their might, unleashing a considerable amount of power in an instant.
The flesh on Ye Ming's forehead writhed, and two rows of eyeballs grew out of his forehead.
These eyes emitted a pale light and shot out a dense barrage of pale rays at Osiris.
These pale rays not only possess immense destructive power, but also emit a frenzied and chaotic fluctuation.
Osiris's expression turned solemn as his body transformed into flames and vanished from the spot.
A large number of pale rays passed through the location where Osiris had been.
Meanwhile, in another part of the sky, flames suddenly appeared, and Osiris emerged from them.
He clenched his fist, and more than a dozen golden fireballs appeared in front of him.
The fireball shone with an incomparably dazzling light, just like the sun, and the surrounding temperature rose by tens of degrees.
Fireballs shot towards Ye Ming like intercontinental ballistic missiles.
As Ye Ming retreated, he fired pale rays.
These pale rays struck the golden fireball, which seemed to become chaotic, twisting for a moment before exploding in mid-air with a deafening roar.
The golden flames spread in all directions, turning the sky gold.
After Ye Ming shattered the fireball, he clenched his fist in the void towards Osiris.
A divine power flashed across Ye Ming's body.
Divine magic!
As a high-ranking priest of the Moon Goddess Cult, Ye Ming received the blessings of the great moon and mastered the corresponding divine arts.
Upon the release of this divine spell, Osiris froze on the spot, a pale storm brewing in his eyes, his face turning ashen, and his expression suddenly taking on a ferocious look.
After using the divine technique, Ye Ming also let out a slight sigh of relief. His flesh and blood writhed, as if eyeballs were about to grow out of his body.
Given Ye Ming's strength, he would naturally have to go all out if he wanted to use divine magic to affect Osiris.
This level of divine magic, with its backlash and contamination, even puts Ye Ming at risk of developing a disease.
However, the results were clearly good.
A cold glint appeared in Ye Ming's eyes, and then the two rows of eyes on his forehead shot out a dense barrage of pale rays at Osiris.
Just then, flames appeared in Osiris's golden left eye, dispelling the pale storm within.
The pale ray was already close, and flames erupted from Osiris's body, turning him into a ball of golden fire.
The pale rays pierced through the flames and shot directly into the distance.
After the pale rays passed through the flames, Osiris's body was restored.
His face turned pale, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, the blood containing a wisp of golden light.
Osiris took a deep breath and activated his Soul Weapon with all his might. He reached out and slashed at Ye Ming in the distance.
A golden pillar of fire, a thousand meters long, descended from the sky.
The golden pillar of fire was tens of meters in diameter and moved extremely fast.
Ye Ming sensed the terrifying mental fluctuations within the pillar of fire, his expression changed, and he flashed backward repeatedly.
He roared, "Are you insane?! Using Heavenly Fire Judgment while your mind is damaged?! Aren't you afraid of the disease?! Do you want to die with me?!"
As saints, Ye Ming and Osiris had interacted more than once in the past few centuries and were somewhat familiar with each other's abilities.
Osiris's Heavenly Fire Judgment was already his most powerful single-target technique, and such a technique required an enormous amount of mental energy.
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