I'm not really a gold saint

Chapter 623 The Saint Cloth of Libra Is Awesome!

Boom!

The grave in front of him collapsed, and the golden saint fell to the ground.

The other party was wearing the Libra golden holy garment.

Itia!
A pope from 500 years ago.

Received the blood of the goddesses of the previous generation, knew the immortality of the gods, and had the peak of the eight senses. Zeng Jin almost defeated the entire underworld army with a single blow.

This person has lived for too long, too long, and his personality has been blackened.

He has the ambition to rule the land, but he doesn't know if he will kill Athena.

Sure enough, the power of his new golden holy clothes is really strong enough, and all the fish he catches are big fish.

The question is, is His Majesty the Pope in person at my tomb?

If I come here, I can only put on the holy clothes to fight.

It should be unlikely...

Ding Li squinted his eyes, and scanned the golden holy cloth of Libra with his thoughts.

Sure enough, it was mind control.

The small universe that emanates is not powerful and has no breath of life. It seems that it is just the arrival of the golden holy cloth of Libra, because Itiya can control his own golden holy cloth of Libra from a long distance.

The opponent's ability to control the golden holy cloth is only stronger than that of Saga 200 years later.

Ding Li's heart is like a mirror, he had a premonition that Itiya would make trouble for him, but he didn't expect that the old guy would only send a golden holy cloth to the cemetery to find trouble.

Unexpectedly, the other party sent the Libra Golden Cloth to come.

People didn't come?
Is this looking down on me, Ding, or is he not in the sanctuary?
Even in the face of the Golden Saint Cloth, Ding Li still dare not be careless.

Itiya can launch attacks and even use unique moves even when he is manipulating the Saint Cloth.

Look at this posture, this is coming to silence.

"Itiya, the golden saint of Libra, I heard that you are very powerful. You are so powerful that you can even rival the gods."

"Are you trying to kill someone?"

Ding Li smiled and looked at the other party, his muscles were adjusted to the best condition.

Although Itiya is extremely powerful, only the golden holy clothes came.

Even the golden holy cloth would pose a threat to him, so he had to be careful when dealing with such a ruthless character.

And he didn't intend to use his golden holy cloth.

Because that is a hole card.

And there was a clear killing intent coming from this holy cloth.

"I am very interested in you."

Itiya's dull voice came.

"I have a question I want to ask you."

"Are you the disaster star that fell around the sanctuary?"

Itiya asked the question, his voice was cold and piercing
Filled with the oppression and orders of the superiors, it seems unquestionable and unresistable.

In addition, the killing intent contained in the other party's holy clothes is real, Ding Li is sure that the other party wants to kill and silence, and he will do it immediately.

"Oh?"

Ding Li smiled, and simply had a showdown: "If I say no, would you believe me?"

"Of course you don't believe it. You came here just to kill people and silence them, so as to avoid future troubles."

"My lord, are you loyal to yourself or to Athena?"

The Saint Cloth of Libra suddenly yelled and interrupted: "Enough!
He waved his big hand: "Don't waste time with me."

"Since you don't want to say it, then I'm not polite!"

Whoosh!
As soon as the words fell, Itia made a move, his figure shook, and there was a sonic boom.

The next moment, the golden holy cloth of Libra appeared in front of Ding Li.

"Light Speed ​​Fist!"

Ding Li didn't retreat, and directly raised his hand to receive the punch, his arm muscles swelled slightly.

This punch set off a strong wind and air waves, causing the surrounding graves to suffer an impact.

"Interesting! I heard that you have already grasped the seventh sense. It seems to be not bad at all."

The golden holy cloth controlled by Itiya sighed and took the punch.

To comprehend the seventh sense at a young age, the person in front of him is indeed a talent.

Whoosh whoosh!
Itiya no longer held back his hands, and the holy clothes waved his arms, punching non-stop, the speed became faster and faster, and the shadow of the fist almost turned into an afterimage.

"What a quick punch!"

The Saint Cloth controlled by Itiya is playing against him seriously, and the speed is even more exaggerated.

A proper speed of light fist, and extremely fast.

There is no doubt that Itiya has completely surpassed Saga in the control of the holy cloth.

Now in the battle with Itiya, Ding Li only felt that his eyes were shining brightly, as if he was fighting a real golden saint.

Itia didn't come in person, and many tricks were restricted.

For example, the opponent's ultimate ultimate move, the last justice.

"So I stopped pretending!"

Ding Li looked for an opportunity and withdrew, the muscles all over his body began to tense, each muscle exploded and grew, each muscle swelled up instantly, and the lines of the muscles all over his body also swelled, and he became a muscular man in a blink of an eye.

He swung his fist and fought with the opponent's fist shadow.

dong dong dong...

The iron fist, as fast as lightning, brought a sonic boom, directly hitting the joints of the Libra Saint Cloth, making bursts of metal collision sounds.

The Saint Cloth of Libra also stepped back a few steps in a row because of the strong impact.

An exclamation came from the golden holy clothes: "A very strong small universe, but it is completely different from that masked man."

"Now Ding Li is completely comparable to the Golden Saint Seiya."

In the distant northern Europe, Itia, wearing a black robe, showed a strange expression.

There are still limitations in manipulating the Golden Saint Cloth from such a long distance.

But this does not prevent him from manipulating the golden holy cloth to fight.

And the perception of space manipulation is not particularly sharp, but he can feel that Ding Li's small universe is very different from that of the mysterious masked man.

It is speculated that the other party's small universe has just entered the seventh sense.

"Itia, you are distracted, the deal between us is not over yet."

A cold man's voice sounded.

Itiya looked at the man in front of him: "Cresto, there is something urgent in Sanctuary, please give me some time."

"Well, you're the Pope, and you're busy."

Kresto gave Itiya a blank look.

He understands that the current Sanctuary is troubled, and Itia himself is extremely busy.

This is the bad thing about being the pope, and wanting to be like him, wouldn't it be nice to be idle.

"Hey, who is this kid who can even fight your holy clothes without wearing the holy clothes?"

Looking at the battle scene in front of him, Kresto couldn't help exclaiming.

"This kid is probably the disaster star!"

Itiya replied: "His origin is very mysterious, and his growth rate is amazing. Today I must cut the grass and root it out."

"No matter, let me kill him!"

While thinking about countermeasures, Itiya felt a violent vibration from his body. He felt the attack from the opponent's fist, and his own small universe was also decaying.

The Libra Golden Saint Cloth is being bombarded indiscriminately. If this attack continues, he may be the one who loses.

He took a deep breath, and the small universe rapidly improved, and transmitted into the different-dimensional space in front of him, and performed his trick: "Ultimate justice!"

I rub!

Ding Li couldn't help exclaiming when he saw the small universe of the Saint Cloth of Libra soaring rapidly.

Can you amplify your moves just by relying on the golden holy clothes?

Itiya, you are really awesome.

Then I will wear holy clothes and fuck you.

"Come on! My Saint Cloth!"

Just as Ding Li was about to summon the Saint Cloth, a deep voice came from the cemetery: "You are not allowed to fight in my cemetery!"

(End of this chapter)