Mardal looked at the sky in the distance, his face changed and changed, and finally he opened his mouth and his body trembled slightly.
"The power of faith, this is the power of faith…"
Mardal looked at the overwhelming power of faith incredulously.
"What? How is that possible?"
Carl also looked at Abel in shock.
However, Abel showed a sneer, and then his body jumped up, instantly suspended in the air.
The overwhelming power of faith directly wrapped Abel, and a large amount of the power of faith entered Abel's body.
Abel, whose spiritual energy was almost exhausted, was instantly filled in his body, and a large amount of the power of faith was all stored in Abel's body, waiting for Abel to refine it.
After absorbing all the power of faith, Abel's body slowly fell to the ground, exuding that kind of reborn temperament.
Mardal was stunned, completely stunned.
He has never seen such a huge power of faith.
With so much faith, he didn't know where Abel got it.
"You… Who the hell are you? Do you have such a huge power of belief?"
Mardal asked Abel incredulously.
"If I said I was a god of a country, would you believe it?"
Abel said with a faint smile.
"You are talking nonsense, you are only a mere martial sage, how can you be a god!"
Mardal simply did not believe what Abel said, how could a 5th-rank martial sage be a god of a country.
"Forget it if you don't believe it, now it's time for you to taste the power of my faith…"
After that, Abel jumped up with the Beast Slaying Sword in his hand.
The dazzling sword light soared into the sky, and then slammed towards the Buddha.
The mountain-like sword light slashed at the Buddha fiercely. The Buddha did not resist in the slightest, and instantly turned into nothingness.
At this moment, a few hundred meters away from the Hemina Temple, a man and a woman stepped on flying swords, looking down at everything in front of them.
"Elder brother, who is this man? It's obviously not the cultivation of the 5th-rank Martial Saint, but the strength he exudes is afraid to surpass that of the Martial God. I'm afraid it is difficult for you and me to resist the sword just now, right?"
The girl Some incredible questions.
"Hmph, that's just a false move, just that sword, I can easily block it, the 5th-grade Martial Saint's cultivation base, he has the ability, it is impossible to show the strength of the Martial God!"
"But those just now. The terrifying power of faith is absorbed by this man, so that sword just now makes you mistakenly think that you have more power than the god of war."
The man snorted coldly, with a proud look on his face, obviously looking down on Abel's sword .
"Paul, this son can absorb so much power of belief, and he can also cut out a sword with the strength of Martial God, it means that there must be something special about him. Who knows when your arrogant temperament will change. What about a change?"
At this time, several figures appeared in front of the man and woman, and the leader was a handsome young man in white.
"Christopher, why did you Solitalei faction come here?"
Paul asked coldly, looking at the young man in white.
"This is not the territory of your Pure active hot Sect, why can't I come?"
"You are here for the power of faith, and of course I am…"
Christopher said with a playful smile.
"Brother, don't say it anymore…" The girl grabbed Paul and planned to stay away from this Oraden Christopher.
"I haven't seen you for a long time, Miss Velari is getting more and more beautiful."
"It's a pity that if you enter the Pure active hot Sect, you won't be able to get married, and you won't be able to enjoy the fun of being a woman!"
Looking at the girl, Christopher showed a few lewd smiles on his face.
"Christopher, you're fu__ing courting death…"
Paul frowned and was about to start.
However, Velari held him back, and finally kept away from that Oraden Christopher.
To be continued....
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