Matt can't wait any longer. He can do anything to him, even kill him, but he can't think of anything wrong with the words on his shoulder flag.

At the last moment of the shot, Matt sent a voice transmission to the Temple of the Lord of Light.

"Can the information on these things be confirmed?"

"I'll give you one more breath at most!"

"These filthy ants dare to disrespect the Lord of Light, I want to kill them to vent their hatred!"

Matt roared, undisguised anger burning in his eyes.

Everyone in the Temple of the Lord of Light quickly contacted.

After half a breath, good news came.

"Master Wuming can let go and fight. We have determined the identity of the other party, and the countermeasures will soon be sent to the minds of believers."

"Thank you, Mr. Wuming, to inquire about the information for me."

Matt finally waited for this sentence.

The warhammer in his hand was raised high.

And at this moment, the dense black shadows became even crazier. They swept at a faster speed, and the original continuous scratching sound suddenly converged into a long and lasting noise.

As the warhammer in Matt's hand was raised to the highest point, the shadow suddenly stopped.

The next moment, they want to escape from here!

There was a sneer at the corner of Matt's mouth, but through the armor, these shadows could not be seen.

"If you want to go, see if I will give you this chance!"

Matt let out a low roar, and countless cracks suddenly burst out on the ground, and pale golden light rose from the cracks in the ground like sunlight.

Countless shadows were shrouded in this light, and a mournful wailing spread out.

More black shadows are looking for any possibility to escape in this dense beam of light.

They are trying to escape.

After the previous frantic attack, they have completely given up.

Gather everyone's strength, and none of them can hurt this monster.

It's not a question of whether you can win, it's a question of whether you can survive.

But when they spent a lot of effort and escaped for hundreds of miles, the beams of light around them remained the same, without the slightest attenuation.

"The divination of the priest is wrong! This person is definitely the Lord of Light! The Lord of Light has not been imprisoned for ten years!"

As a group of black shadows hit the barrier that focused on the most edge, the last hope of survival in their hearts disappeared.

They have no chance.

In front of such an opponent, they have no room to struggle.

He was able to escape here alive only because his opponent wanted to tease them.

Let them be in a desperate situation, and hope in their hearts, and finally let this hope and their lives disappear into this world together.

This kind of torture, apart from the Lord of Light, they can't think of anyone else who can do it.

Looking back, I saw that the light masters who were scattered all over the place gradually became thick and sturdy, occupying all their sights.

In the very center of all the beams of light, in a place that was invisible to the naked eye, Matt rose into the air, and on the warhammer in his hand, countless light and shadows gradually emerged.

The brilliance of Matt's body gradually became dazzling, and Matt groaned.

"The secret law of the Lord of Light, the fire of faith burns away sins, boundless cage!"

boom!

Within a hundred miles, the beam of light rushed into the sky, and even the thunderclouds in the sky were swept away by this move.

In the dark night sky, countless stars twinkled, and a bright moon sprinkled faint brilliance.

A dazzling beam of light enveloped all directions.

It was as if everything in the darkness was washed away.

At the top of the beam of light, in the place where mortals can no longer see, a figure quietly emerges.

It was Qin Yichen's indifferent appearance.

bang...

As the beam of light suddenly turned into a blaze, everything within the coverage of the beam of light was burned to the ground.

In the midst of such raging flames, the black shadow was bit by bit eaten up by the body.

In the end, it turned into a cloud of black smoke.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, with such a terrifying attack, Matt's move was worthy of his status as the head of the twelve knights of the Temple.

The flames burned everything, and Matt put down his hand and bowed slightly to the God of Light in the sky.

"My subordinates wish the Lord of Light a long life and boundless life."

Following Matt's words, the phantom of the Lord of Light gradually dissipated.

Looking at the ground again, after the monstrous flames, nothing was hurt except those black shadows.

Even the few mortals lying on the ground survived, and beside them, a beetle crawled over as if nothing had happened.

With such a wide range of precise strikes, only a monster-level person like Matt can do it.

Matt put down the warhammer and looked up into the distance.

Behind him, the Temple Guardsmen who were wearing heavy armor like him appeared.

"Go back to Lord Wuming, we have finished preparing the things in the four main cities. Sai Lao and Zhao Wuling in Leicheng have captured a few shadows alive, let us let go and fight."

Matt nodded.

"I'm going to their old lair, you can't take care of these things. You are here to assist the Temple Law Enforcement Team and others to clean up the rest of the remnants."

After speaking, a sonic boom spread.

At the moment of the previous confrontation, Matt keenly grasped the breath of the sound transmission.

Matt didn't intercept or smash, but quietly gave out a little faith and followed him all the way.

Follow the vine, none of these ants who dare to attack the Temple of the Lord of Light will survive!

Matt walked away in a hurry.

With Matt leaving, the Templar Guards moved again.

In the Thunder City, Zhao Wuling reached out and patted the heavy armor of the Imperial Guard in front of him.

"Brother, your armor is very domineering."

Facing Zhao Wuling's question, the man only took a slight step back.

"May the Lord of Light bless you all."

Seeing such an inhumane believer, Zhao Wuling didn't have any thoughts of chatting, so he approached Sai Lao again.

"Sai Lao, tell me, when did there be so many powerful people in the temple?"

In fact, it is not surprising that Zhao Wuling is asking now, mainly because in the previous battle, although they captured a few shadows for torture, in fact, they did not gain a decisive advantage in the battle at that time.

Just because of Sai Lao's existence, they can keep these shadows on the periphery without paying the price of any casualties.

It is even more difficult to fight back.

The ability of these shadows is too strange, whether it is weapons or the power of faith, it can cause very little damage to them.

It wasn't until the appearance of a three-person Templar Guard that turned the tide of the battle.

These three people are like killing gods. After changing the fighting style of the Temple of the Lord of Light, they rushed forward with the warhammer, like undead bodies.

Sai Lao just glanced at Zhao Wuling lightly, and there was some sympathy in his eyes. In vain, he is still patrolling in the Temple of the Lord of Light, and he doesn't even know about it.