The Mozambique Valley is located in the northern part of the Tanggula Plain, and is quite far away from Tanggula City. However, with the skills of the Pope and Nozdormu, it is naturally only a matter of seconds.
The Pope took Xue'er to go first to the Mozambique Valley, but when they arrived, they found that Wang Tian and Nozdormu were already sitting on the boulder in front of them, sitting casually and enjoying the unique scenery here.
The biggest feature of the Mozambique Valley is that there is a huge crack that runs across the entire valley. The crack is a hundred feet wide and bottomless. It is said that it was cut out by the ancient powers with magical powers, but it was lost over time.
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"Hey, brother Xiaotian, you are so awesome. We took a step first, and the old man Pope was rushing with all his strength, but he actually let you arrive first?" Xueer had a surprised look on her face, and she jumped up to Wang Tian and got intimate.
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The Pope's face was full of dejection, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Senior Nozdormu's cultivation is so great that I admire him."
Nozdormu turned to look at the Pope and said: "I am only a few years older. With your talent, if you can join the God of War Alliance, you will be able to advance quickly."
The Pope frowned and asked, "What is the great road?"
Nozdormu looked up at the sky, his eyes suddenly became extremely deep, and a deep and deep voice echoed:
"You asked why this world had ice and water after it had a sky. You said why this world still had ice and water after it had fire. I will spend my whole life trying not to find the answer...
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"However, after I heard about the Great Dao that day, I suddenly had an epiphany! It turns out that all things in the world are interdependent and interdependent.
When two extreme substances merge, like the fusion of ice and fire, and the fusion of heaven and earth, what appears is the gray sky, what appears is the nothingness of destruction, and what appears is also the starting point of all things, the birth of life.
The power of death! What appears is creation, the power of creation!”
"And becoming an apostle of Tian'er, what Tian'er can give us is the eyes to see the power of creation."
Hearing Nozdormu's words, Xue'er looked like she didn't know why. If Wang Tian had some idea, the Pope looked shocked and exclaimed: "Seriously?"
Nozdormu smiled and said nothing.
The pope's expression changed rapidly, he gritted his teeth for the last time, looked at Wang Tian, and said: "Little brother, please, no matter what, if you want to get this emperor's hundreds of years of inheritance, you have to prove it to me!"
As he finished speaking, the pope's broad robes danced gently, and his body suddenly floated into the distant void. The holy robes on his body in mid-air were wrapped in layers of rich holy light, and a powerful and inexplicable force slowly emerged from his body.
emitted from the body.
Wang Tian looked at Nozdormu and said with a smile, "Teacher, please take good care of Xue'er."
"Don't worry and fight. The Pope doesn't dare to hurt you, and you don't have to worry about him getting hurt. Just do your best and feel the power of faith for yourself. When you come back, I promise to give you a intact yellow flower girl.
Hahaha……"
Feeling the ridicule in Nozdormu's words, Wang Tian smiled slightly, turned around casually and took a step forward. The moment he took a step, his figure suddenly blurred, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the Pope.
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The pope's eyes narrowed slightly, and while his hands shook, a holy book appeared in the flash of light on his left hand; and a staff appeared in the empty hand of his right hand.
"please!"
Wang Tian was not pretentious. He opened his left hand in front of his chest, and the elves of fire danced on his fingertips. Little sparks and red lines of fire flew out from his fingertips, spinning and flying in the air, every time.
Every red thread seems to have its own soul.
Wang Tian flipped his left hand and pointed to the Pope from a distance. All the firelights seemed to have been ordered at the same moment, spinning rapidly in the air, forming a circle of fire in the direction of his finger, and then the red firelight appeared in the air.
Its center appeared and instantly turned into a red pillar of fire, burning fiercely, spitting out terrifying tongues of fire, and rushed towards the Pope.
The fire pillar rushed into the air, and its side suddenly lit up. Rich cyan energy actually appeared, causing the fire pillar's energy to suddenly increase several times!
The Pope's face was solemn, and he suddenly raised his staff high above his head and pointed his finger at Wang Tian, who was dozens of feet away. The golden light on the staff flashed and immediately converged into a torrent of holy light, roaring towards the incoming pillar of fire.
"Boom!"
The torrent of holy light and the red pillar of fire collided with each other in mid-air. The heaven and earth trembled violently. Even the void showed signs of instability. A large amount of holy light and blue-red flames were annihilated at the same time. They were in a stalemate for a while, and no one could do anything.
No one.
Xue'er, who was in the distance, looked surprised and said in a voiceless voice: "Brother Xiaotian's fire is so powerful."
The holy light emitted by the Pope is of extremely high grade, and when colliding with other attributes of power, it can often suppress the opponent. One energy consumed can often offset four or five parts of the opponent's power. It is very rare to gain a slight upper hand. But now, on the contrary,
She seemed to have suffered a small loss, so how could Xueer, a saint of the Temple of Light, not be shocked.
However, after seeing Wang Tian's dashing appearance, Xue'er's eyes popped up with countless little stars, and she shouted loudly: "Brother Xiaotian, come on!"
Nozdormu, who was next to him, felt the aura contained in the flames. He narrowed his eyes slightly with a rich smile and said to himself: "To use the rules of fire so skillfully in such a short time, Tian'er's
The talent is extraordinary. What is even more valuable is that using the rules of wood to help the fire, its power is increased several times!"
In the void, the torrent of holy light and the pillar of green and red fire were fighting each other. With the collision point as the center, the surging power exploded.
Feeling the powerful power in Wang Tian's body, the pope's face darkened. The sacred book in his hand moved without any wind. The pope read softly: "God said that his light is holy; God said that he blesses devout believers."
, sent his most powerful angel..."
The pope's voice echoed in the void, soft and sweet.
As the Pope's voice gradually spread, a large swath of holy light suddenly surged in the void behind him, and finally condensed into a portal, from which three angels flew out. They looked handsome, and the armor on their bodies and the giant sword in their hands showed that
They are warriors who serve the gods.
The most special thing is that there are three pairs of holy wings behind them, exuding the terrifying pressure of holy light.
The three angels all have the power of the primary saint level. Their natural wings make them faster and more flexible than ordinary saint level experts. They are extremely difficult to deal with, and there are three of them when they appear.
Wang Tian's expression changed slightly. He thought about the fierce battle two hundred years ago. He cursed "Damn it." The bloody air behind him hit his face. In the red light, three bloody swords appeared, spinning in a circle, forming a picture.
The sword array stood in a clanking manner.
"Boss, food!"
At the moment of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Xiaopang suddenly appeared, showing greedy eyes.
Wang Tian was stunned, his expression was obviously startled, and even the pillar of fire in his hand was almost annihilated.
"You mean the three big birdmen?"
Wang Tian raised his head and looked at the three angels rushing towards him from the sky and said.
"Yeah!" Xiaopang nodded quickly.
"Can it be eaten?"
“It’s edible!”
The corner of Wang Tian's mouth twitched, he glanced at the Pope in the distance with pity, and said: "Then go and eat, eat more."
When the little fat man heard this, he flapped his wings and disappeared.
The three angels were about to pounce on Wang Tian, but he seemed not to see the three angels and concentrated on controlling the pillar of fire in front of him.
Xueer below shouted nervously: "Brother Xiaotian, be careful!"
Even Nozdormu looked surprised.
At this moment, the face of the angel who was rushing at the front suddenly changed, revealing a look of extreme horror. He found that his body was disappearing inexplicably.
First the legs, then the hands, and then extended all the way. In a moment, the entire body turned into dots of holy light and dissipated in the air.
The other two angels stopped to hide in confusion, and after finding no problem, they rushed towards Wang Tian again.
However, there was another horrifying scream, and another angel's body disappeared in a strange way.
Then came the last angel. After all the angels disappeared, Xiaopang showed his chubby body with unfinished content, pursed his lips, looked up at the Pope, and swallowed hard, with an expression like that of a resentful woman.
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"This is impossible!"
When the Pope discovered the situation here, he was horrified, and the torrent of holy light immediately dissipated in the air.
He stared at the little fat man in the sky with greedy eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly and undetectably, showing a look of uncertainty. Then he looked at the holy book in his hand, murmuring in his mouth, as if communicating with something, and finally gritted his teeth hard
, continue to turn over the holy scriptures and recite scriptures.
"God said he sent the most powerful angel again!"
"God said that he also has loyal knights who are unparalleled in bravery!"
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The pope kept reciting scriptures. After he stood up, the holy light surged. Doors of light kept appearing in the surge, and powerful angels and knights walked out of it one after another!
But Xiaopang's face was already smiling, and he had already rushed forward without waiting for Wang Tian's order.
Piercing screams and frightened escapes echoed in the void.
One after another, powerful angels appear and then disappear inexplicably;
One after another, powerful knights appeared, and then disappeared inexplicably...
The pope's face became paler and paler, and he looked at the cute little fat man in the sky again, as if he was seeing a devil.
Finally, the Pope angrily shouted: "That's enough!"
The next moment, the Pope suddenly slapped the Holy Scripture in anger. The Holy Scripture suddenly turned into dots of holy light and dispersed in one click. However, the next moment it gathered on top of his head and gradually formed a golden crown!
At the moment when the golden crown was formed, an extremely powerful aura emanated from the Pope's body. He stood calmly in the void, his right hand raised above his head, and when the broad robe was hanging down, the tip of his index finger as white as jade burned.
There is a touch of holy light. The holy light has no power, but it is so pure and holy.
The next moment, the index finger pointing to the sky in the void gave birth to a rising sun!