Fifty times the speed of sound?
A Level Two Wu Sheng could travel at a terrifying speed of fifty times the speed of sound?
This was simply an unbelievable matter!
The Dark Hierarch curled up the corners of his mouth and revealed a smile. He looked very calm.
The next moment, he reached out his right hand and grabbed at Seijen.
Seijen could not avoid it. He did not even have the chance to react.
However, the Dark Hierarch's grab had completely penetrated Seijen's body.
At the same time, Sheng Ren's body dissipated like a splash in the blink of an eye. It was only a clone.
"Moon's Reflection, not bad." The Leader of the Dark Church still wore a calm expression. When he turned his head to take a look, he saw that Sheng Ren was already supporting Ye Shenghui, standing on a reef several thousand meters away.
"That was close!" Seijen patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief. If not for his Moon's Reflection, he would have been caught by the Dark Hierarch.
"Don't be distracted. This guy can kill us at any time." Ye Shenghui spat out a mouthful of blood and used trace elements to heal his wounds.
They all looked into the distance and saw that the Dark Hierarch was still standing in the same spot, looking at them from afar.
At this moment, Ye Shenghui suddenly felt that something was wrong. He turned his head and saw that the space between him and Seijen seemed to have become a little distorted. Gradually, a human figure formed.
"Oh no! Let's go! "Ye Shenghui's expression changed drastically. However, it was too late.
The human figure turned into the Dark Hierarch in the blink of an eye.
The Dark Hierarch stretched out his hands silently and put them on their shoulders. He chuckled. "Don't run. You can't run away."
"What … what's going on?" Seijen looked at the Dark Hierarch in confusion. Could the Dark Hierarch in front of him have the same spatial ability as Lin Yun?
Ye Shenghui's mouth was also wide open, revealing a shocked expression.
If the Dark Church Lord had come to their side from several thousand meters away, his speed would have broken through fifty times the speed of sound.
However, no matter how powerful Wu Sheng was, he could only reach 30 times the speed of sound at most.
How could the Pope of the Dark Church raise his speed to fifty times the speed of sound at this stage?
The Pope of the Dark Church stood between the two of them, as if the three of them were old friends who had not seen each other for many years. He explained calmly, "This is my Soul Shifting Technique."
"Soul Transfer Art?" Seijen and Ye Shenghui looked at each other. Just hearing this name made them feel extremely terrified.
"I can use my divine sense to turn my soul into a spirit body and leave my body for a short period of time."
"Although my body cannot move during this period of time, my spirit body can move at nearly 50 times the speed of sound."
"Moreover, no matter where the Spiritual Body is, I can teleport my physical body to the Spiritual Body's location in an instant." The Dark Pope was like a teacher, teaching his student tirelessly.
"What exactly do you want?" Ye Shenghui clenched his teeth and asked. He could tell that if the Pope of the Dark Church wanted to kill them, it would be a piece of cake.
However, up until now, the Pope of the Dark Church had not killed them. This made Ye Shenghui a little confused.
"Normally, warriors with Sacred Level Martial Souls can basically pass the half-step Wu Sheng stage smoothly and become a Wu Sheng."
"If I remember correctly, you should have a Sacred Level Martial Soul, right?" The Pope of the Dark Church looked at Ye Shenghui and said calmly.
"So what?" Ye Shenghui's face was cold. The Pope of the Dark Church had hit his sore spot.
Indeed, as the Pope of the Dark Church had said, warriors with Sacred Level Martial Souls were equivalent to having a pass to become a Wu Sheng.
However, Ye Shenghui was an exception. He did not know why, even though he had a Sacred Level Martial Soul, he still could not become a Wu Sheng.
Fortunately, Lin Yun could refine the Tribulation Passing Elixir. When the time came, it would not be difficult for him to become a Wu Sheng.
"All along, I have felt that your talent is not inferior to Nightmare's. Our Dark Church is in need of people. You are a talent. Join us." The Pope of the Dark Church went straight to the point. In reality, the nine elders of the Dark Church all had Heaven Grade Martial Souls. They would probably only be able to become a half-step Wu Sheng for the rest of their lives.
However, Ye Shenghui was different. A half-step Wu Sheng with a Sacred Level Martial Soul would definitely become a Wu Sheng with just a little bit of luck.
Although the Dark Sect was currently very strong, there were only benefits to having a Martial Sage joining them. There were no downsides.
"As for you, you have the blood of the Flood Dragon in your body. It is rare for Fang Shi to talk to me. He wants me to capture you alive and send you back for him to reform you," the Pope of the Dark Church said to Seijen.
Instantly, Seijen's face turned pale. He could not help but look at the mutated creatures in the distance. He shook his head violently. He did not want to become a monster like that.
At this moment, the sea under the Pope of the Dark Church suddenly surged. Then, a huge black shadow leaped up from the deep sea. It was Seijen's Martial Soul — the Three-headed Flood Dragon!
It happened so suddenly that even the Pope of the Dark Church did not have time to react.
The Three-headed Flood Dragon was very good at swimming. In the deep sea, it could hide its aura completely. Even the Pope of the Dark Church, a Second-level Wu Sheng, did not have time to react.
The Three-headed Flood Dragon's three heads opened their bloody mouths, revealing dense rows of sharp teeth. They pounced at the Pope of the Dark Church.
"Bastard!" The Pope of the Dark Church shouted coldly. His hands created wind and slapped at Ye Shenghui and Seijen. In an instant, the two of them flew backward like kites with broken strings.
Just as the Pope of the Dark Church was about to punch the Three-headed Flood Dragon to death, Seijen, who was flying backward, hurriedly formed a seal with his hands and mumbled something. Finally, he shouted, "Ten Thousand Ice Flood Dragon Explosions!"
As Seijen's voice fell, the Three-headed Flood Dragon exploded under the Pope of the Dark Church's shocked gaze.
Boom —!
Accompanied by a loud bang, there was no blood or flesh splattering in the explosion.
For a moment, a dazzling ball of light with a diameter of more than 100 meters instantly enveloped the Pope of the Dark Church.
And in the center of the ball of light, countless ten-meter-long Energy Flood Dragons surged out.
As soon as these Flood Dragons appeared, they smashed on the Pope of the Dark Church's body.
After smashing on the Pope of the Dark Church, these Flood Dragons would explode and turn into terrifying ice, freezing the Pope of the Dark Church's body.
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