Divine Seal: I am the princess of the demon clan

Hearing this, Mendi's face showed a complicated expression.

"Don't make fun of me."

Mendi's tone became serious, and his hands tightly grasped the blue veil.

"well!"

Xing Xuan pouted, looking unhappy, "Brother, you say one thing and mean another!"

"I obviously like Her Highness A Ling very much, but I don't express my feelings in front of Her Highness A Ling."

"I'm not as shy as my brother!"

As soon as Xing Xuan finished speaking, Mendi's expression changed.

"I think you are just too idle."

"Have you reached the sixth level? If not, hurry up and practice. The Great Prophecy is the foundation of our clan."

"Nothing else will work, but the Great Prophecy Technique must work."

The smile on Xing Xuan's face faded instantly, and the look in Kanmen Di's eyes was mixed with resentment.

If looks could kill, she would kill Mendi with her eyes right now.

"Study well."

Mendi stroked her little head with his free left hand and spoke in a softer tone.

"There are many ways to use the great prophecy technique."

Xingxuan's silver eyes flashed with anger.

She looked at Mendi with gritted teeth.

Damn it!

Is there no one to take care of this damn guy? !

Looking at Xing Xuan stamping her feet, Men Di had a faint smile on his face.

Oh, little devil, you dare to fight with me? I'll give you more homework!

……

After two days of traveling, they finally arrived near the holy city.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the holy city, they heard the sound of a dispute in front of them, which attracted the attention of the six of them.

"I've been displeased with you, this bald bastard."

"Hand over your number plate, and you can go back to Xiucheng."

"A priest who can't even heal wants to lead us? Do you really think you are the captain?"

Hearing the quarrel ahead, everyone's expression remained unchanged.

After passing through a small forest, the six people saw a group of people arguing.

Among them, there was an acquaintance - Guiwu.

Feng Ling and Long Haochen had seen Gui Wu on the Holy Mountain of Knights before, and Long Haochen had a very bad impression of him.

Originally, Guiwu had nothing to do with him, but who made Long Haochen a disciple of Ye Hua?

Long Haochen's teacher Ye Hua has a feud with Gui Wu's father Gui Ying.

There were six people on both sides, five on each side and one on the other.

The man who was surrounded by five people was a bald man.

He was tall, with bulging muscles that seemed to be about to burst his clothes, and his big bald head was shiny and bright, like a mirror.

What made people most curious was that he was wearing a white robe, which was a prayer robe for priests. The robes of the Temple Alliance were all different.

Take the Priest's Temple and the Mage's Temple for example, the functions of the magic robe and the prayer robe are different.

Considering the previous words, this bald man is actually a pastor.

This sturdy man who looks even more muscular than the average warrior or knight is actually a priest.

This undoubtedly refreshed their cognition.

In everyone's impression, the pastor is weak and fragile.

Seeing this man's sturdy physique, they found it hard to imagine him using his healing abilities on the battlefield.

The bald burly man held a black staff in his hand, which looked like an iron rod.

"Sima Xian!"

"Hand over your license plate and get back, and we'll let you go. You came to the Holy City and brought shame to us while we were building it!"

"cut!"

"I just won't hand it over. What can you little bastards do to me?"

As soon as they finished talking, they started fighting.

Seeing their fight, everyone's eyes were filled with surprise.

Because it was the first time they saw a priest beat a knight back several steps.

Hammer of Holy Light, this is the priest's strongest attack skill before level 5.

The assassin among the five people was knocked away by the Hammer of Holy Light. Sima Xian's muscles swelled, and a layer of red light glowed on those hill-like muscles.

The moment she saw the red light, a hint of surprise flashed in Feng Ling's eyes.

interesting.

A priest who can use the berserk skill. You should know that even berserkers may not be able to learn this skill, as it requires extremely high physical strength.

Feng Ling once encountered a berserker who could go berserk on the demon battlefield.

The berserker was eventually killed by Feng Ling's sword, but his ability to go berserk still left a deep impression on Feng Ling.

The berserk skill can make the warrior stronger.

Although the frenzy does not last long, time is life in battle.

While Feng Ling was still observing, Long Haochen stepped in to help the bald priest block the opponent's magic - Fire Dance.

"It's you!"

Gui Wu's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Long Haochen with cold eyes.

Only half a year had passed, so of course he remembered Long Haochen.

"It's me. Do you still remember the bet between Master Ye Hua and your father?"

Guiwu's face turned ugly, "Of course I remember, see you at the Demon Hunting Team Trials."

"let's go!"

"Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Long Haochen."

Long Haochen extended his hand toward the bald pastor, "This is my second aunt, Feng Ling."

"We all come from Haoyue City in the south."

The bald priest laughed and said, "Thanks, brother. My name is Sima Xian. Are you all going to the Holy City to participate in the Demon Hunter Group Trials?"

"I've never heard of anyone bringing their family with them to participate in the Demon Hunting Group trials."

"But your second aunt is pretty!"

Sima Xian said with emotion.

No wonder this boy is so handsome, it turns out it’s because this family has good genes!

"I've heard about it now."

Long Haochen smiled faintly, "On the contrary, why did you fight with Gui Wu and others?"

"do not talk."

Sima Xian had a depressed look on his face. "That Guiwu has a lot of bad intentions. He came to the Holy City this time just to deprive me of the right to participate in the competition. He said that I brought shame to Xiucheng. I just don't know how to heal, right?!"

After hearing the reason clearly, everyone's mouth twitched.

A priest who can't heal... this is really strange.

"I'll remember this favor and will definitely repay it when I have the chance."

When Sima Xian left, Feng Ling said calmly, "This guy is quite interesting."

"A priest who can't heal is no different from a berserker."

In Feng Ling's opinion, Sima Xian might as well be a berserker, because he can't even heal, and being a priest would waste his talent.

"He is indeed a weirdo."

Long Haochen nodded in agreement, "Just as weird as my second aunt."

Hearing this, Feng Ling gave Long Haochen a look that was neither a smile nor a smile.

"I think I'm fine, what's weird about that?"

“Everything is weird.”

Long Haochen chuckled and said slowly: "If I have the chance this time, I would like to have a fair fight with Second Aunt. Second Aunt, please don't show mercy then!"

"Let me see the difference in strength between me and my second aunt."

Hearing this, Feng Ling's flawless face smiled and she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure?"

Feng Ling was calculating Long Haochen's ability to bear it.

There is a good chance that she could knock Long Haochen away with just one punch.

Because now Long Haochen doesn’t even have 10,000 spiritual powers.

Her spiritual power is almost 700,000.

If she really wanted to fight, Long Haochen wouldn't be able to withstand even one punch from her.

"Kidding."

"Let's keep going."

Long Haochen immediately changed his words.

Because he remembered the scene when Feng Ling knocked his father Long Xingyu away with one punch.

Obviously, if he fought head-on, he might not be able to block even one punch from Feng Ling.