Lingkong knew a lot about the benefits of the power of faith, and even knew it better than the people in the Light Church.
Although the power of faith cannot improve a person's level of strength, it can refine the power in a person's body and greatly reduce the possibility of a person becoming possessed.
Lingkong relies on Jingyuan Dan to practice. Although his strength improves very quickly, he does not rely on his own hard work after all. The foundation is inevitably unstable, but with the power of faith, Lingkong can completely rely on the power of faith.
Special functions to make your strength more refined.
It can even be said that with the power of faith, even if Lingkong does not refine the Jingyuan Dan, but directly refines and absorbs it from a strong person, there is no need to worry about the resentment and obsession in it.
This kind of absorption method is more practical than refining Jingyuan Dan. Of course, this has to have a major premise, that is, you must have enough faith. And now Lingkong has such a great opportunity in front of him. How can he
Can you not be ecstatic?
"What a good thing. This is the power of faith collected by the Church of Light for hundreds of years. With it, it can at least save me a hundred years of hard work!" Lingkong strode towards the altar.
Although there are two saint-level strong men guarding them in front of him, in Lingkong's eyes, these two people are just chickens and dogs. He can easily crush them to death with one hand, and even if the formation makes a big fuss, for these
With the power of faith, Lingkong also feels that it is worth the money.
"Bold, who are you? How come you are here!" As soon as Ling Kong appeared, Morrison, who was guarding this place, and the other saint-level strongman shouted angrily almost at the same time.
"I didn't expect that the Church of Light has such a foundation and knows how to collect the power of faith. Morrison, thank you so much this time. If it weren't for you, it would be really hard for me to find this place!" Amid laughter, he strode into the air.
Walking to the altar, he punched the saint-level strongman guarding there.
"Hahaha, you are such an arrogant thief. I have been guarding you here for hundreds of years. I'm just panicking. Let me try what you are capable of. How dare you say such arrogant words!" This saint-level strongman is stronger than Morrison.
Somehow, with the strength of this intermediate holy level, Lingkong has the ability to hide his aura.
Because of his appearance, he looked ordinary, just like an ordinary person. Although this saint-level powerhouse was a little surprised that he couldn't see Ling Kong's strength clearly, he only thought that Ling Kong had some secret method that could hide his aura. He definitely didn't
How powerful do you think Ling Kong will be!
My intermediate-level Saint-level strength has been acquired through hundreds of thousands of years of hard work, but Ling Kong, a young boy in his teens or 20s, no matter how strong he is, can't get any stronger.
This holy-level strongman waved his hand, raised his fist, and faced the fist in the air. This holy-level strongman had enough confidence in his own strength. He could already imagine the boy opposite being hit by his punch.
It was a bloody scene.
The wind of the fist roared, causing waves of sound to break through the air. White lines seemed to appear in the surrounding space. It seemed that as long as the force of this man's fist was stronger, the space would be broken by his punch.
"You, even if you want to fight me head-on, are looking for death!" Ling Kong sneered, and the speed of the fist in his hand suddenly increased by nearly ten times.
The Instant Divine Fist that he learned from Chen Fengxiao was performed vividly in Lingkong's hands at this moment. It was even many times more perfect than the Instant Divine Fist used by Chen Fengxiao back then. Perhaps, this is what is called true magic.
Instant Divine Fist.
In the time it took for the saint-level strongman to punch one punch, Ling Kong's speed was enough to hit a dozen punches. The strength of these more than ten punches was gathered together, which can be said to be the superposition of more than ten times the combat power of Ling Kong. Ling Kong's original strength
He was much stronger than this Saint-level powerhouse, but at this moment, under Ling Kong's fist, this Saint-level powerhouse was even like dregs of tofu.
"Plop, plop..." There was a muffled sound, and every inch of the bones in this saint-level strongman's body were shattered by the blow. The whole person fell down softly like a pile of mud. His eyes were full of incredulity.
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This was the result of Ling Kong deliberately holding back, otherwise, this holy-level strongman would have been smashed into a pile of flesh by Ling Kong's fist, and he would still be alive.
"Take it from me!" Ling Kong opened his mouth, and the Xianhong Cauldron blurted out, and put this holy-level powerhouse directly into the cauldron.
For Lingkong, although this guy has lost his combat effectiveness, he is more useful than any panacea. After absorbing the power of faith, Lingkong can just use this guy to try the effect of the power of faith. Even if it is the power of faith,
Even if the power is not effective, it can be refined into Jingyuan Dan, and Ling Kong will certainly not waste it.
"Who are you?" At this moment, Morrison's face was pale with horror, and his face was extremely ugly.
If it weren't for the importance of the power of faith in this pious altar, Morrison would probably just walk away, but now Morrison is in a difficult situation. Even his companions who are much stronger than him were punched in the air.
Solution, facing Ling Kong, he almost didn't have the courage to speak, but Morrison also understood that if he really escaped like this and lost the power of faith collected by this pious altar for hundreds of years, the result would definitely be just
The word "death" is probably even more terrifying than death.
"Where does all this nonsense come from? Come in, too!" Ling Kong stretched out his hand, and a huge hand appeared out of thin air. Like a chicken, it took Morrison into the Immortal Hong Cauldron.
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He put the Immortal Hong Cauldron into his body, strode to the altar in the air, and punched the altar with one punch.
Above the altar, there is a layer of holy milky white light, and the jade bottle that collects the power of faith is in the middle of this white halo. The layers of milky white halo seem to be able to repel the power of the sky.
Lingkong was unable to calmly access the bottle containing the power of faith, so Lingkong had no choice but to use force to crack it.
With one punch, the light curtain was not broken by the volley, but was slightly startled.
"The person who arranged this light curtain is not simple. He can actually withstand my punch. Could it be that he is a god-level expert?" Ling Kong couldn't help but frowned.
"So what if you are a god-level powerhouse? I don't believe that a mere light curtain can stop me!" At the same time, the power of this light curtain also aroused Ling Kong's competitive spirit, and he waved his fist again,
Punch after punch hit the light curtain.
Above the light curtain, there were ripples and it was crumbling, and cracks seemed to be beginning to appear on it.
At the same time, countless bright lights illuminated the entire sky. It seemed that the movement near the altar had disturbed some existence on the bright holy mountain. He would come at any time!