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Chapter eight hundred and seventeen deprivation

"What?" The Pope's eyelids jumped suddenly. When he looked up, the entire city had become ruins, hundreds of thousands of people from Shaguo turned into pieces of coke, and even the entire Great Light Realm had fallen above the capital. The two cities of flames and matter were covered together, completely evaporating all creatures inside and outside the city.

"I obviously didn't take action..."

Fang Xingjian looked at the Holy Fire Pope in front of him and said, "Is it true?"

"Are you sure that your perception of the body, your own power, and the perception of the Great Light Realm are all true?"

"I'm sure!" The tone of the Holy Fire Pope was extremely affirmative. He looked at Fang Xingjian in front of him and said, "It's all hallucinations. I didn't take action, and the city was not destroyed.

Because I can still sense the existence of the magic array. Even if I enter the micro realm, I cannot directly tamper with the power controlled by others, so all I see is illusion."

"And as long as you are in this city, you will never be able to kill me. As long as I don't take action, you will have no choice." The Pope of the Holy Fire looked at Fang Xingjian coldly and said, "Can you always support this illusion?

If you want to apply power to the microscopic world and keep exerting this meticulous state, your energy consumption is not something you can do casually."

"Don't you really don't do it?" Fang Xingjian looked at the Holy Fire Pope in front of him and laughed. At the same time, a little sword light lit up from his fingertips, like a star shining in the universe, emitting lights and piercing the sky.

The Pope's eyes shook, his palms opened and clenched, and said coldly: "Don't lie to me, I won't do anything. Who is this? My great priest? My disciple, or the princess of the Sha Kingdom?"

Fang Xingjian did not answer, but pointed it out with one finger. The sword light from his fingertips was scattered, scattering throughout the capital like a meteor shower. All of these sword lights were transformed by the virtual sword intent, slid on the space, and there was no need for the protection of the magic circle, which penetrated the city and fell on everyone like a phantom.

"Isn't it okay to watch me attack your people like this?"

Seeing this scene in front of him, the Pope of the Holy Fire narrowed his eyes slightly, and kept looking back and forth between the people in the city and Fang Xingjian, but never took action, but the hesitation in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

The sword light dissipated, and Fang Xingjian glanced at the Holy Fire Pope, and the martial arts will sent a voice:

"Your life will be temporarily placed here."

"The next time I come here, I will take it away."

The words left by Fang Xingjian echoed in his mind. The Pope of the Holy Fire looked extremely ugly. He suddenly looked towards the city and saw that the whole city was in chaos. Countless people shouted at the sky and the earth, and there were roars, screams, and crying desperately everywhere.

With the eyes of millions of people in the whole city, the entire battle process was extremely simple, that is, countless dazzling sword lights lit up at the fingertips of Fang Xingjian, and the Pope of the Holy Fire seemed to be stupid.

"Even if this sword is to punish you for your disrespectful crime, if you commit it again, I will wipe out all the tribes of your country."

Next, the sword light pierced the air and sank into the millions of people in the entire city.

Every Sha people pierced by the sword light found that they had no worries about life at first, but then they made miserable screams.

Because of the millions of people in the entire desert system, they all found that their systems had disappeared, and the knight system of millions disappeared.

When a knight has reached the divine level, he basically does not rely much on system cultivation. He is completely based on understanding of the world, manipulation of power, cultivation of classic secret techniques, and progress in the nine-level heavenly palace.

However, whether it is the skill synthesis of the second-turn strong, the job transfer of the first-turn strong, the potential transformation of the apprentice's job transfer and the training methods, they all need to rely on the existence of the system.

In other words, without the assistance of the system, all the strong people below the god level almost lost the ability to practice and become stronger.

For these senior officials, nobles, civilians, soldiers and even slaves in the Sha Kingdom, what does it mean that they have lost the possibility of cultivation?

That ended worse than hell.

Countless people fell to the ground and stared at their hands blankly. They could no longer feel the attributes, skills, or any system.

As never before, they suddenly realized that they were so strange to their bodies.

"God! Have you given up on your people?"

"Sir, we can't practice anymore!"

"Skills, attributes... I can't feel anything!"

So some people began to bow to Fang Xingjian, and some even threw themselves into their bodies, with regret on their faces, tears and snot on their faces.

Many of them even regarded the Square Star Sword in the sky as a god.

"We were able to take away our cultivation foundation."

"Is he a god?"

To be able to take away the system is an unprecedented miracle in their eyes. You should know that everyone in the Miracle Continent has a system at birth. This is like a part of their human body, only exists in their will and thinking. No one can divide it even if they are god-level powerful people.

Faced with such a situation, it is understandable that they regard Fang Xing Jian as a god.

"Sir, please go around us."

"O God, forgive our sins and ignorance."

"I am willing to offer all my wealth, all women, and all slaves, please give me the qualifications for cultivation again!"

After a sword, a city was left with a terror. Fang Xingjian glanced at the city under his feet coldly, his body flashed slightly, and it had completely disappeared, leaving only the people in the city completely in chaos and collapse.

Looking at the Fang Xingjian disappearing in the sky, the imperial intelligence team was full of horror and despair, because the sword that Fang Xingjian just now had no difference. After all, there were millions of people, how could Fang Xingjian still distinguish it when he was out of the sword in an instant?

In other words, their team of people's system was also cut off.

The captain looked at the direction of the sky and smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth: "He actually cut off all the foundation of cultivation with one sword. This person's swordsmanship is really amazing."

Another new girl said: "One person and one sword broke into the Sha Kingdom, not only killing the King of Explosion Sha, but also forcing the Pope of the Holy Fire Sect to cut off the cultivation foundation of the top leaders in the country in front of the Pope. It's really..."

Everyone could not think of an adjective to describe the impression of Fang Xingjian in their hearts at this moment. They only knew that with Fang Xingjian's attack, an unprecedented storm would be set off throughout the desert.

Under the god level, all the senior leaders have lost their foundation in their cultivation, so how many nobles, famous families, generals, and schools will be reshuffled.

But no matter what the outcome is, Fang Xingjian will become a nightmare for the entire desert.

In the sky, the Pope of the Holy Fire was still standing still in place, with shock and doubt in his eyes.
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