Chapter 2002

"There is something I don't know under Xu Yang's pavilion. Although all seven of us have reached the realm of martial god. But in the final analysis, it was also the beginning of the martial god. Within the scope of the ancient martial god, although the martial god is the peak state that every martial artist dreams of, in fact, after stepping into the martial god realm, there will be a more detailed division of realm and strength level.

They are both martial gods, but the strength of a martial god in his later period or even at his peak is far from comparable to those of us in his early period.

And it should be the same person who controls our souls behind the scenes of that ancient array. His strength should have reached the strength of the later period of Wushen. "

When Xu Yang heard the important information revealed by Nangong, he carved out the self righteous priest's appearance from his memory.

"Take a closer look, isn't it this guy?"

Seeing this illusion created out of thin air in front of Xu Yang, Nangong immediately began to search his memory. However, the more he wanted to dig out the content of this illusion from his memory, he would feel headache and instinctively embrace his head.

"No, I can't remember. My head seems to be splitting."

Xu Yang immediately realized that the reason why Nangong took such a negative action was that part of his memory had been forcibly tampered with by the guy who controlled his soul, and all the contents of sacrifice had completely disappeared from his memory.

"Hahaha, we meet again under Xu Yang's cabinet. Don't be hard on this guy any more. He can't find everything about me in his memory. But for your kindness, he would be a handful of ashes now. "

At this time, a very strong mental force appeared on the edge of the dream battlefield. Because of this force, the dream battlefield began to collapse.

The reason is very simple. The source of Xu Yang's soul and the powerful spiritual force suddenly intruded into it have too much soul pressure. If the Nangong in the middle were not sheltered by Xu Yang's law of light, I'm afraid it would be completely crushed by the power released by the two great powers in an instant.

Therefore, under Xu Yang's initiative, Nangong immediately took back all the mental power released, and let the surrounding dream space collapse quickly.

In this way, before long, the souls of all those who are in the battlefield of dreams will soon belong to their own bodies. In the middle of the real battlefield, a golden robed warrior level believer has crossed the void. It is this guy who has invaded the soul world of Nangong and controlled his soul consciousness through the power of falian.

However, Xu Yang can see at a glance that this warrior level believer has no strength to suppress the soul of Nangong. However, the reason why he has achieved this point should have a lot to do with the source of power of the so-called ancient Dharma array. It should be the same with other people.

Nangong comes to lanling'er immediately after the recovery of God. The reunion of uncle and nephew can be regarded as putting down a huge stone in their hearts. At the moment, lanling'er sees that Nangong is back to normal, and then he sets his eyes on Xu Yang not far away.

"Uncle Nangong, how do you feel now? Did Xu Yang save you? "

Nangong nodded gently, "silly girl, you don't have to worry. Seeing that you are not in danger, uncle, I feel relieved. However, the other six guys of the Presbyterian Council are also trapped in the imperial palace now. At present, they have to rely on the help of Xu Yang's cabinet so that they can be saved.

Oh! By the way, I almost forgot to ask you who is the guy who dares to take you away? Tell Uncle Nangong that he will take revenge for you. "

LAN ling'er put out her tongue in embarrassment, then made a helpless expression, and pointed out her finger to Xu Yang's back.

Nangong laughs.

"Well, when I didn't say that. The strength of Xu Yang's cabinet can't be compared with those old guys like Changyun Tianzong. Even if your father and master come in person, they are not rivals of Xu Yang's cabinet at all. You don't have a real fight with him. You never know how strong he is

At the moment, Xu Yang has been fighting with the believers of the golden robed martial god level not far away. When Nangong described him, there was no way to hide the trace of worship that naturally appeared in his eyes. He was also clearly seen by the strange blue ling'er.

"You are all strong at Wushen level, all of you can be regarded as the strongest echelon within the scope of ancient wushendao. I don't understand. No matter how strong Xu Yang is, can he still surpass your Wushen?"

Nangong smiles bitterly with emotion.

"You are far from this level. You don't understand that there is a big gap between the martial god and the martial god.

What's more, I can feel that Xu Yang didn't give full play to his real strength when he played against me. At most, he only took out about 30% of his real strength.

You will be able to compete with me, a junior martial god, to gain absolute superiority. So you will be bold to make a guess, if he takes out 100% of the strength, in the end is what kind of appearance. “LAN ling'er completely shut up. He doesn't want to discuss any more about the need for strength. Because that only makes her feel smaller and smaller.

Boom! At this time, when the two people were discussing this hot topic, Xu Yang slapped out the void, and the gold robed believer of Wushen level was smashed by Xu Yang!

It's not because of other reasons, but because Xu Yang is a little tired. Every believer of jinpao Wushen level is one of the top players in the world.

But once they meet Xu Yang, it is equivalent to drawing a full stop in their own life before sports, no one can be an exception.

Now Xu Yang Tai, who has dealt with many of these dark disciples, knows their weakness, which is the only mark on them.

that is the buildup of their essence of life, and the core of their whole body's strength. As long as they break the mark, their identity as a disciple will disappear, and they will lose their powerful strength originally given to them.

This is also the only fatal weakness of these disciples, and it is also the gap between them and the real human warrior God.

Even these golden robed believers also have the power of martial god, but once their mark is broken, they will lose everything they have.

In short, these so-called disciples or believers are all war puppets hatched by the dark forces.

Their power doesn't belong to them at all, it's just a temporary possession as a trade, and once they lose in the battlefield. These poor war machines will be worthless.