Divine Seal: My Grandfather is the Demon King

Pidan Xiaoyu reacted quickly and hit the man directly on the nose.

Feng Ling was not worried that her monster egg would break. She had done many experiments. The hardness of this egg was comparable to that of an epic weapon. Even one of Haoyue's teeth was broken.

Moreover, this egg has the function of storing energy and can store more than one kind of elemental spiritual power. It is simply a mobile power bank!

Immediately afterwards, the light mist around Feng Ling's body rose, the sword in his hand lit up, and the rich spiritual power fluctuations continued to rise!

This skill is called Charge, one of the Knights Templar secrets.

"No problem!" A sword also appeared in Long Haochen's hand.

"I'll help you too!" As he said that, Yang Wenzhao pointed his sword at Zhan Yu opposite him, and the aura of a fourth-level knight emanated from him.

But his spiritual power was only over 900 points, far less than that of the warrior.

"I, I will help you too!" But as she spoke, Chen Ying'er's voice gradually weakened and she began to doubt whether she could help.

However, she did not give up. She mobilized her spiritual power and summoned the Gate of Life!

A huge door appeared behind her, and out jumped a...

"What..."

A sheep actually jumped out!

"Why are you here again!" She couldn't describe the feeling in her heart. The guilt of not being able to help made Chen Ying'er lower her head.

She is a waste, she can't even cast a summoning magic and can't help her brother Wen Zhao at all!

Except Feng Ling, no one noticed her abnormality.

Feng Ling sighed softly. At this time, Chen Ying'er was unable to use summoning magic due to her physical condition and could only rely on a completely unstable Gate of Life to summon monsters.

Being weak made her feel inferior, and her inferiority complex completely changed her perspective on things.

In fact, in the original novel, she even misunderstood Yang Wenzhao because of her inferiority complex.

Zhan Yu laughed loudly: "Hahaha, then I will play with you guys!"

After saying that, he took out his battle axe and chopped at Long Haochen.

The next second, a huge force came, and Long Haochen tried to balance himself and fell to the side. However, the sword in his hand used the inertia to sweep towards Zhan Yu's chest!

This move is called the Fighting and Killing Spiral Sword!

Long Xingyu’s self-created skills!

Of course, Long Haochen only learned the basics.

"What kind of skill is this?" Zhan Yu was confused, and at the same time, he used twice as much strength.

The next second, Long Haochen was chopped away by Zhan Yu.

Yang Wenzhao had already launched a charge, found the right moment, and slashed at Zhan Yu with a sword.

Amid the flash of swords and sabers, the two men attacked quickly, so fast that they left afterimages in the air.

Although the spiritual power gap between the two sides was more than double, Yang Wenzhao was gifted. After a few moves, the two sides were evenly matched.

Seeing this, Zhan Yu's brothers immediately joined the battle.

"I won't let you interrupt my sister unless you step over my body!" Long Haochen blocked Feng Ling with a sword.

"Despicable, if you can't beat them, just gang up on them!"

As he spoke, Yang Wenzhao took the axe from Zhan Yu, stepped back a few steps, and stood together with Long Haochen.

Long Haochen and Yang Wenzhao looked at each other. For some reason, they felt a tacit understanding towards each other, a stranger.

“Together?” Long Haochen held the sword across his side.

"Okay!" Yang Wenzhao agreed readily.

Then, the two rushed towards the group of hooligans.

The two of them cooperated with each other so well, as if they were made for each other, and they actually blocked so many people!

Even though the battle between the two sides had reached a fever pitch, in reality only a few minutes had passed.

At this moment, Feng Ling's eyes flashed with golden light: "You two, move aside, I'm going to go all out."

After saying that, Feng Ling's whole body glowed with golden light, and the monster egg Xiaoyu beside her also turned golden, resonating with Feng Ling.

In an instant, Feng Ling's entire body turned golden from the inside out, like a bright crystal.

The body of light appears!

"Glorious Body!" Yang Wenzhao exclaimed, tapped the ground with his toes, and immediately ran away.

Long Haochen followed closely behind, running even faster.

"Holy Sword!" Feng Ling uttered two words.

Holy Sword is a fifth-level Punishment Knight skill with powerful attack power.

The lightsaber in Feng Ling's hand turned white instantly, and its length increased by more than twice.

The lightsaber at this moment was extremely powerful, no matter the purity of its spiritual power, the concentration of its sacred aura, or the sense of oppression it generated!

Charging forward, Feng Ling followed the sword. In an instant, everyone could only see a flash of white light shooting out, but her figure was gone.

The crystal clear pure white lightsaber, carrying with it the twisted and rippling air, appeared in an instant.

"This, this, this...what kind of skill is this?" Zhan Yu was confused.

The spiritual energy in this white lightsaber was actually at the fifth level, which made him completely lose the desire to escape!

"It's over!" Zhan Yu knelt down in fear.

Feng Ling curled her lips slightly.

This trick will definitely make the person who has been following them show up!

The next second, an old man appeared in front of Zhan Yu, raised his hand, and caught Feng Ling's sword.

In an instant, a huge shock wave spread out!

However, strangely, this shock wave that could almost destroy the world was actually blocked by a circular barrier!

"Finally, you have shown up!"

Feng Ling put away the sword, and with a swish, he thrust the sword into the ground and almost fell down.

Her spiritual energy was completely used up, and she felt weak.

"That's pretty good, little guy. You can actually sense my presence." The old man said with a smile.

Of course, if he hadn't deliberately revealed a trace of his own aura, Feng Ling would not have been able to sense the old man's presence.

The light elements gradually dissipated, and the old man's face was fully revealed in front of the people.

The old man was tall and slender, wearing a simple white robe, which made him look a bit like a fairy. His eyes were bright and he just stood there, like a giant pillar supporting the sky.

"Grandpa, why are you here!" Yang Wenzhao was slightly startled.

That’s right, this old man is Yang Wenzhao’s grandfather—Yang Haohan!

Yang Haohan, leader of the Temple Alliance, is a ninth-rank guardian knight and one of the three great divine knights, possessing the divine throne of protection and mercy!

After learning from Long Xingyu that the Holy Maiden of Life and the Son of Light had arrived in the Holy City, he came to investigate the next day.

And he was very satisfied with Feng Ling and Long Haochen.

Feng Ling barely stood up, put his right fist on his chest, and saluted: "Pastor Temple Feng Ling greets the Lord Alliance Leader!"

Seeing this, Long Haochen imitated his sister and saluted: "Long Haochen of the Knights Temple greets the Lord!"

"Oh? We have never met, how did you guess my identity?" Yang Haohan said lightly.

Feng Ling began to flatter him: "To have such strong strength, in the Holy City, you must be the leader!"

Yang Haohan was amused and smiled slightly, "You two kids are indeed the same as what Long Xingyu said."

"Master Alliance Leader, what did our father say about us?" Feng Ling tilted her head and asked.

"Being naughty and mischievous, turning the world upside down and causing chaos." Yang Haohan answered slowly.

Aren't there any good words?

Feng Ling made a note of Long Xingyu in her heart.

Yang Haohan touched Feng Ling and Long Haochen's heads and said, "However, I like you two very much. From now on, you can call me Grandpa Yang!"

"Or you can call me teacher!"