In an instant, the gun and sword had struck each other a dozen times.
Mingyue suffered from internal injuries and was low on energy. Although she reluctantly accepted the opponent's attack, she was still forced to take a few steps back. King Aozhan took advantage of the victory and pursued him. From below, a long sword stabbed towards him silently, and the tip of Mingyue's spear hit him.
Together, we will welcome the sword of the Ao Zhan King.
Zhuo Yang stopped beside Mingyue, and the two men stood side by side, shoulders leaning on each other, supporting each other.
"After the fight, go drink your wedding wine!" Zhuo Yang said.
"I won't go home until I'm drunk!" Mingyue replied.
The two looked at each other, smiled at each other, and counterattacked at the same time.
Two rays of milky white light fell from the sky and enveloped their bodies like water.
That light is warm and soft.
That is, the blessing of clear light.
He knew that he was not good at fighting and would not be able to attack the pope and the generals, so he immediately started using the blessing of light technique and tried his best to help Mingyue and Zhuo Yang.
Under the divine light, the wounds on Mingyue and Zhuoyang slowly stopped bleeding, and the lack of profound energy and true power in their bodies were slowly replenished.
The two of them worked together to fight against the Ao Zhan King. Although they could not win for the time being, their previous disadvantage had been greatly improved.
In the distance, Mo Li dodged to avoid the Pope's Divine Slash, and took advantage of the gap in the attack to pay attention to Mingyue and Zhuoyang. Seeing the two of them working together to fight against the Ao Zhan King, he felt a little at ease.
The Pope flicked his finger, and huge silver lightsabers fell from the air one after another.
All the monsters summoned by Li Moli were chopped into pieces. Cangshan Xue, Mei Bing Hu Bai and others were also injured by him. They fell into the city one by one and smashed countless houses.
"Xiaolong, go!"
Mo Li put away Xiao Lei, Xiao Hu and the baby. Mo Li ordered Xiao Long to come forward. At the same time, he took out the staff that he had taken back from Ye Yuan from the ring.
The red dragon flew over, and when it opened its mouth, a piece of flame was sprayed out towards the Pope. The Pope was protected by divine light and was not afraid. Seeing the red dragon swinging its tail and attacking, he just calmly raised his right hand, and a huge
The silver fist of light immediately waved out to meet the huge tail of the red dragon.
The fists and tails connected, and with a crisp sound of fracture, the Pope's forearm joints were stripped of flesh.
Under the severe pain, his old face instantly turned pale, and he gritted his teeth to avoid falling in mid-air.
At this time, Mo Li had also released the giant ghost from the staff.
Under the control of her mind, the giant ghost's two claws were already swinging out towards the Pope. The Pope's face became paler and he hurriedly waved his right hand.
The silver divine light fell, and the giant ghost raised its claws to meet it. One of its claw arms was cut off, but the other grabbed the divine light and screamed loudly.
Black mist instantly overflowed from its giant claws, covering the Pope's silver divine light with a layer of black.
The dark mystic arts of the ghost clan and the light arts of the temple are the most comparable mystical arts. It can be said that Mo Li's use of dark mystical arts to counter the light arts is the wisest choice.
Snap!
The Pope's Divine Slash shattered in response, turning into countless light spots and disappearing in the air.
Invaded by the giant ghost's Yin Qi, the wrinkles on the Pope's face deepened a little deeper, and he took several steps back in mid-air to stabilize his figure.
Bringing his right hand to his lips, he suddenly closed his teeth and bit his fingers into pieces. He used his fingers as a pen to write in mid-air. He read as he wrote.
"God's Word: Anyone who believes in me can use my power to fight against evil spirits!"
Dot, fold horizontally, vertically... what he wrote was the word "神".