Nozdormu felt the Pope's spiritual consciousness and the situation around the temple. He grinned and said, "The old boy Pope is really cautious, but his cultivation talent is pretty good. I really didn't expect him.
I have also entered the emperor level."
Wang Tian was suddenly startled and said: "Teacher, will it be troublesome to reform him?"
Nozdormu thought for a while and smiled: "It is indeed a troublesome point, but a troublesome point is just trouble after all. In the end, we are still a family, haha."
"Senior, please come out and see me!" The Pope's majestic voice came from outside the hall.
Nozdormu smiled slightly, and his thunderous voice echoed in the huge square of the Temple of Light: "We must meet. Little one, you should wait outside."
"What?"
"Someone actually lets the great and omnipotent Pope wait in front of his temple?"
Many knights, priests and priests in the Temple of Light on the square were stunned. Some even plucked their ears hard and pinched their companions' thighs. When they saw the grinning expressions of their companions, they were sure that this was true.
, not dreaming.
Even though the pope's mentality had been tempered and he was as vast and calm as a vast lake, his anger surged when he heard these words, but he gritted his teeth and endured it and said:
"Who is the senior? Don't bully others too much!"
The Pope's face was solemn, and his majestic voice turned into a powerful sound wave, attacking into the hall. The many guardian knights beside him felt dizzy and in a trance just by being swept away by the remnant power of this sound wave. It was unimaginable that the Pope's words
The attack of the Holy Word is terrible.
However, no one heard the screams they imagined. The pope's powerful holy words were as silent as a stone dropped into the sea.
The Pope also frowned.
At this time, Wang Tian in the temple was filled with joy. At that moment, Xiaopang ate all the power of faith in the Pope's statue and returned to his body. The terrifying and holy power of faith
, the warm feeling surged from the fat body to his own body, making him groan.
When Nozdormu saw Wang Tian's appearance, he smacked his mouth and looked greedy. He immediately looked outside the hall and showed an evil smile.
"Tian'er, let's go out and meet that little guy. Hehe, it's time to reform him."
Wang Tian opened his eyes, and two dazzling holy lights shot out from his eyes, which took a long time to disappear. He said happily: "Well, the teacher is powerful, hahaha."
Nozdormu removed the protection around the temple and walked out of the hall with Wang Tian.
When they walked out of the main hall, they looked at the crowd of people in the temple, with a satisfied smile on their lips.
When the Pope saw Nozdormu's appearance, he had a puzzled expression on his face. After a moment, he was shocked, and then he looked horrified and incredulous.
The terrifying memory of that time in the Atlas Mountains came to mind again.
He couldn't help but take a step back and asked carefully: "Are you His Highness Nozdormu?"
Upon hearing the Pope's words, many people in the temple gasped.
What is the identity of the two people who walked out of the main hall? First, His Majesty the Pope was waiting for them, and now they are called "Your Highness" by the Pope?
Nozdormu was very happy with the Pope's attitude. It was very satisfying to be able to show off his grace in front of his disciples, especially after being severely beaten by Wang Tian and becoming his guardian dragon.
Nozdormu stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Well, you're good, little guy. You still remember me. I haven't seen you for a long time. Your cultivation has improved a lot."
When the Pope saw Nozdormu admitting his identity, he had a look of fear on his face, but he quickly covered it up and showed a respectful look, saying, "Your Highness Nozdormu, why are you here?"
"It's nothing serious. I just couldn't bear that this little guy like you had gone astray, so I came here to try to influence you." Nozdormu said with a smile.
"Going astray? Convert me?" the pope said to himself doubtfully.
When everyone in the square heard Nozdormu's words, they also had strange expressions on their faces, with a deep bitter smile on their faces. What the Light Cult does is to reform the monks, and they don't want an old man to appear and say that they want to reform.
Pope, if it had come from someone else's mouth, they would have put that person on the gallows.
But when faced with a person who calls the Pope a "little guy", they not only smile bitterly, but also smile bitterly.
Only the fanatics in the temple looked at Wang Tian and Nozdormu with impatient and angry expressions, their eyes filled with anger. Just after Nozdormu said those words, one of the people in the crowd
The burly fanatic couldn't bear it anymore and stood up and shouted:
"Where did you come from, old fellow, to dare to speak like this to His Majesty the Pope! Why don't you kneel down to apologize?"
"Confused!" The pope heard the words of the fanatics behind him and shouted, "What a shame!"
Nozdormu's face looked slightly cold. Before he could take action, Wang Tian's jade-like right hand instantly stretched out from his cuff and stretched out a finger towards the mad teacher.
There was a fiery red thread wrapped around the jade-like fingertips. The moment it stretched out, the fiery red thread sprang out like a poisonous snake and headed straight towards the fanatic cultist.
"This is impossible!" The Pope shouted when he saw the Rule of Fire shot out of Wang Tian's hand, but was suppressed back in his stomach by Nozdormu's sudden aura.
Before the Pope's roar ended, the fanatic roared wildly, and the holy power surged around his body. The tip of the spear behind him began to light up a little. He was obviously preparing some amazingly powerful move, but the fanatic had just charged up.
Halfway through, he suddenly felt pain in front of his body. He was horrified to find that his spear slowly disappeared, and a frightening high temperature came from the spear, and his palm made a "chila" sound.
At this moment, he suddenly felt panicked and loosened his grip on the spear. The moment he loosened his grip, the pupils of everyone in the square suddenly shrank, and they saw a horrifying scene.
The fanatic cultist's spear turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared before it hit the ground.
While the fanatic cultist was in a state of confusion, he was hit by a huge force and flew far away. A large mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air, and he fell to the ground with a weak breath.
The people in the temple in the square all looked horrified. The fanatic cultist had the strength of a high-ranking person, but he couldn't even take a single move from such a young-looking young man?
What's even more terrifying is that they didn't even see how the other party took action. If the young man had attacked them, would they still be alive now?
Thinking of this, fear spread in the square, and the knights who were ready to move became unusually quiet. Only a few priests hurriedly walked over to treat the unconscious fanatics.
The pope felt the state of the fanatic and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Wang Tian and said, "Thank you for keeping this little brother..."
But before the Pope finished speaking, his eyes suddenly opened wide, his face full of disbelief, and he murmured: "This is impossible, absolutely impossible, how could you...how could you do this?"
While muttering, the Pope seemed to have thought of something, and his consciousness suddenly swept towards the main hall in front. When he felt the empty statues in the main hall, his whole person suddenly froze.
After a long time, the Pope suddenly responded, his voice became extremely sharp, and shouted: "Who are you and how did you do it? No one can swallow my power!"
Wang Tian withdrew his right hand, quite satisfied with the blow he had just made. The power of the rules was so powerful. He looked up at the Pope's words, smiled slightly, and said: "Your Majesty the Pope, nothing is impossible in this world. I would like to ask
Your Majesty, I have something to ask you, can you please do it?"
The pope suppressed the shock in his heart and said casually: "What's the matter?"
"Did a cardinal from the Church of Light go to the Maya continent a few years ago to find a woman and several monks?"
The Pope frowned and asked warily: "How did you find out?"
When Wang Tian heard the affirmation in the pope's tone, he was ecstatic and said hurriedly: "I am her brother. Where is she? Please take me to see her!"
Hearing Wang Tian's attitude, the usually aloof and god-like Pope became angry, but he didn't get angry easily. He just waved his hands to the people in the square like an angry child and said angrily: "Let's all disperse!"
The Pope then looked at Nozdormu and said, "Your Highness Nozdormu, do you also want to see that woman? She is now the saint of the temple."
Nozdormu heard the Pope's words and said, "This is my personal disciple. Every word he says is my will."
The Pope shrugged his head and said, "Follow me!"
Under the leadership of the Pope, they walked around the huge temple and towards the garden at the back.
However, they had just taken a few steps when they heard the angry discussions of several monks coming from the corner in the distance.
"Junior sister, I have to go to make alchemy. I thought of a prescription and it's very urgent. Can I not go?"
"no!"
"Little junior sister, those magicians in the temple spend too much money, and the money in the warehouse is low. I still have to count it. Can I not go?"
"no!"
"Xue'er, I am my teacher..."
"no!"
…
Hearing these familiar words, Wang Tian's face became excited, he suddenly stopped and his hands started to tremble.
Under Wang Tian's eager gaze, several people finally turned the corner and appeared in front of everyone.
It was a stunning woman who looked like a fairy, with a clean and bright aura all over her body. Behind her stood three men, one old, two young, all with helpless expressions.
However, their helpless expressions solidified the moment they raised their heads, and then they showed doubts.
Only the woman, with her eyes widened, exposed her cute little tiger teeth in surprise, and said in surprise:
"You, you...you are brother Xiaotian?! Isn't this a dream?"
As she spoke, the woman turned around suddenly and pinched the arm of the extremely fat monk behind her.