“…”
Jiang Chen also looked at Guo Dian with interest.
He discovered that the young and powerful man from the Holy See was actually quite powerful, a half-king, but in front of the angry spirit of the same level, he had no power to resist at all.
"Stop it, you lowly creature!"
"You who dare to hurt my priests shall die!"
Soon, a strong man from the Holy See took action. A red-robed goat-headed figure came behind the young man, grabbed him with one hand, and with a terrifying and inexplicable power, he crushed the soul of the man with a human body and a goat's head.
No, the young and powerful men of the Holy See are still screaming.
Everyone saw that a goat's head mark was permanently left on his back, bloody and difficult to recover.
"Don't be afraid, child. I will protect you."
The red-robed monk chanted a prayer spell, and white light emerged from his hands, and he touched Shangdian.
The next moment, his face darkened.
The goat-headed creature cannot be erased.
"Don't waste your energy. The gods cannot be insulted. An enraged spirit will be cursed with its own life, leaving behind an eternal curse. Unless a master stronger than you and me takes action, it is impossible to break it."
A king of the Saints Organization spoke lightly, and it was not difficult to see that he was gloating.
The Red-robed Taoist priest turned his head to look at the king, snorted coldly, and slapped the white-robed young priest in front of him away.
"Idiot! Who told you to insult the gods?"
This scene also made many people feel a chill in their spines.
They never imagined that insulting the gods would bring such severe consequences.
"Don't be afraid. After drawing out the spirit, as long as you don't say too much and directly smash it, there will be no problem."
"That's right. It's also recorded in previous records that even if you kill a spirit, it won't anger them, unless you recognize which ancient god it is and specifically insult it."
"Nothing will happen if you don't talk too much."
Some experienced strong men spoke up to comfort the younger generation of strong men in their own forces.
After hearing these words, some young people dared to continue their attack. This time, they didn't even dare to communicate with each other. They all kept their mouths shut and just focused on their actions.
When Jiangchen saw this, he showed a thoughtful look.
The younger generation has gained experience, and they can methodically attract and kill spirits, and the results are very good.
Seeing this, the king-level masters of various forces also felt relieved and quickened their pace.
After walking a long distance, the tombstones around became fewer and fewer, and the negative energy on them became stronger and stronger.
"Almost there, this is the king-level tomb!"
"How come no one from the Gods Organization saw it?"
"Yes, there are still knocking sounds deep in the valley. It seems that they haven't completely abandoned the Valley of the Gods. But those guardians let us snatch the divine spirits without stopping us?"
“That’s so weird!”
A group of king-level warriors showed doubts.
Some people wanted to say something, but at this moment a strange king-level aura suddenly appeared, attracting everyone's attention.
Everyone looked at him and found that it was the king of the Saints Organization who took action. The tombstone in front of him was covered with the king's blood. A monster that had almost completely lost its human form slowly crawled out from the ground.
His body was covered with lumps of flesh, his face was oozing thick green fluid, and he kept making strange "cough cough" sounds from his mouth. After he crawled out completely, everyone saw that his lower body had become a pool of rotten flesh, emitting a foul stench.
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