An old man wearing a white robe, a crown on his head, and a righteous and kind face slowly descended from the sky and said to Shangguan Qingtian who was holding a pitch black stick in his hand.
"Pope of Light?" Shangguan Qingtian asked with a frown as he looked at the old man in mid-air.
"Wherever I am, there must be sunshine." The Pope of Light said, and countless rays of light emitted from his body to form a light surface and shine down. The zombies who were originally killed by soldiers and superpowers were illuminated by the Pope of Light.
The white flame of the gas was burned to the last drop in a short time.
The scene was completely empty, and the dark and evil atmosphere disappeared. There were only the corpses of dead soldiers and superpowers lying quietly there, and a small volcano-like fire ball. It was the giant's body burning, but the giant's body was burning.
The corpse was too big and the body's defense was too strong. It was still burning after all the other zombies were burned.
"Should you take the initiative to disclaim the ownership of the artifact, or should I kill you and take away the artifact?" The glossy pope stood in the air and looked at Shangguan Qingtian and said calmly. Although his tone was calm, it was heard by others.
But it was full of murderous intent.
"Your Majesty the Pope." The ascetics of the Holy See of Light and the remaining members of the Holy See of Light hurried over to say hello. They all knew that the judge was coming, but they thought he would come tomorrow. The first one to come should be the Three Kingdoms of China.
The ancestors of the big family did not expect that the first person to come here would be their Pope.
"Why are the casualties so heavy?" The Pope of Light looked displeased as he saw that there were only more than 50 members here, and almost every member of the younger generation had wounds on their bodies.
"The light of God will always shine on you." The Pope of Light said with a sacred face. A faint white light fell from his body and fell on the members of the Holy See of Light standing below. The wounds on their bodies healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With.
"Thank you, Pope." Many young people looked at the Pope of Light with admiration on their faces.
"You guys should step back, cultivate yourself, and know how to continue entering the secret realm early in the morning."
"Yes." The ascetics led the people away. For the Western Light Holy See, they have the most light-type superpowers in their organization. Since the Tomb of Non-Xiu is a world of dark creatures, they have the most light-type superpowers in it.
The safest and most powerful.
"Have you thought it through?" The Pope of Light watched the members of the Holy See leave and looked at Shangguan Qingtian again.
"Pope of Light, although you are a very powerful judge, I also want to try the judge's strength to see how far the gap between me and the judge is now. At the same time, I also want to try the Pope's great prophecy.
." Shangguan Qingtian said, stimulating his own superpower to enter the middle artifact stick.
The Pope of Light was already a famous figure before he was born. It can be said that he grew up listening to the glorious deeds of all the judges. Although their Shangguan family also has an ancestor who is a judge, what about the judges?
Will it be something that ordinary people can see? Even if he sees the ancestors of the Shangguan family in his own family, he doesn't have many opportunities, let alone fight against the judge.
The stick emits a thick ink-colored mist that covers the entire stick, and a destructive power is emitted, which is sensed by many people. This is a mid-level artifact of the destruction system.
"Destruction system?" The Pope of Light frowned. Although his light system abilities can only defeat dark system abilities, the destruction system abilities are stronger than those of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, and darkness.
There are more advanced abilities, and the only ones that can suppress them are space abilities and time abilities. Although his light abilities are also very advanced, he still doesn't dare to be subtle.
"The name of this stick is the Heaven-Destroying Stick, a mid-level artifact. I, Shangguan Qingtian, the third-generation descendant of the Shangguan family in China, a level 45 wind ascetic, learned the brilliant trick from His Majesty the Pope of Light today." Shangguan Qingtian put himself at 22959 points.
The fighting power was maximized, and he looked at the Pope of Light in mid-air with a strong fighting spirit.
Being able to fight against the Judge is what every ascetic wants to do. In this world that lacks the energy of heaven and earth, if you want to become stronger, you must not only practice hard, but also fight with people who are stronger than yourself.
"Then prepare to accept the move. Let you see that the judge is not comparable to you ascetics, even if you hold a mid-level artifact in your hand."
The Pope of Light drank coldly and took out a staff from the space ring. The staff emitted a faint white light and was a lower-level artifact.
26,000 combat power points, level 52 judges. Two ascetics with over 20,000 combat power points activated all their combat power, causing the surrounding airflow to heat up. All the superpowers could watch the trajectory of the hot airflow.
A level 52 judge? Shangguan Qingtian asked. He once heard his family's ancestors mention that the Pope of Light, as one of the top superpowers in the world, had a superpower level that was already very close to that of the Overlooker.
Suppressing his own strength? Shangguan Qingtian thought to himself, and at the same time he felt extremely troubled. He had a mid-level artifact in his hand, couldn't he still force out the full strength of the Pope of Light? This is better than any words or any humiliating actions.
What's more, it's unbearable. It's a silent disregard! Ignoring his weakness, you don't even have the strength to ask me to do my best, so what ability do you have to show off in front of me?
"The Pope of Light, a small person also has the dignity of a small person, which is not something you can trample on casually." Shangguan Qingtian roared and inspired the Heaven-Destroying Stick to hit the Pope of Light.
The Pope of Light looked at the huge stick shadow falling from the sky, and raised the Scepter of Light with both hands to block the shadow of the stick. Between the intersection of the stick shadow and the Scepter of Light, you could clearly hear the intersection of light power and destruction energy. Puff puff.
The sound is the sound produced by each other's weapons destroying each other's abilities.
The Pope of Light flicked away the shadow of his stick, waved the Holy Staff of Light, and a white beam of light as thick as an iron barrel hit Shangguan Qingtian on the ground.
Shangguan Qingtian held the Heaven-Destroying Stick across his chest, and the wind energy poured into the Heaven-Destroying Stick crazily. Destruction-type powers were all over his body, and the light beam from the Pope of Light collided in front of him.
Shangguan Qingtian gritted his teeth to block the attack of the Pope of Light, but he still backed away little by little. He couldn't believe that he had a mid-level artifact, but he still couldn't fight the Pope of Light. Although he had wind powers, he couldn't.
The maximum power of the Heaven-Destroying Stick can be exerted, but the mid-level artifact is one level higher than the lower-level artifact. Even if he cannot exert his maximum power, the Pope of Light cannot kill him by relying only on this combat power.
At the same time, the Pope of Light has a low-level artifact that suits him very well. He is also a judge. You must understand that there is a big difference between an ascetic and a judge. A level 50 judge can deal with more than a dozen ascetics.
Without losing, he could compete with the current Pope of Light with a mid-level artifact, which was very powerful in the eyes of other ascetics.
"Oh"
Shangguan Qingtian shouted loudly, swung the Heaven-Destroying Stick, like a sickle, split the beam of light into two from the middle, and attacked the ground on both sides of him. At the same time, he himself took two steps back.
"Haha, Pope of Light, you want to kill me. This strength is not enough. We all know that your combat power index is more than what you can inspire, so if you want the mid-level artifact in my hand, you still have to use all your abilities.
Well, otherwise it will be even harder for you to kill me after I become familiar with everything about the Heaven-Destroying Stick."
Shangguan Qingtian laughed loudly, his face full of excitement. Now that he knows his own strength, and with the Heaven-Destroying Stick in his hand, he can be considered one of the top superpowers in the world. In the future, the world's strongest
You need to add one more person.
"We just fought, don't worry, look at my Divine Sword of Light." The Pope of Light shouted loudly, raising the staff of Light in his hand, and a brighter light than the previous light beam shot up into the sky, and the light finally turned into a
Holding the sword, it exudes a faint coercion.
"For the last time, are you willing to hand over the Heaven-Destroying Stick?"
"Come on, if you are lucky enough to see the moves of the Pope of Light, it will be worth it even if you die. Please show His Majesty the Pope the skill I have learned myself, the Remnant Soul of the Wind."
Shangguan Qingtian used the Heaven-Destroying Stick to emit a black mist and rushed towards the Pope of Light. The Pope of Light looked at Shangguan Qingtian and shook his head, waving his magic staff at him.
"puff"
The Divine Sword of Light cuts through the black mist. The black mist tries hard to surround the Divine Sword of Light. The Divine Sword of Light also wants to break through the black mist and kill Shangguan Qingtian behind the black mist. In the end, the two dissolve and the power of the Divine Sword of Light is revealed.
Even better, he cut through the black mist and rushed into the blue sky of Shangguan.
Shangguan Qingtian raised his hand and slashed through the sword of light at the end of the strong bow, and looked at the Pope of Light with surprise on his face.
"Your Wind Remnant Soul is very strong. I believe that no ascetic at the same level as you will be your opponent." The Pope of Light said lightly. He knew how strong his Light Divine Sword was, but Shangguan Qingtian
He relied on a Heaven-Destroying Stick with mismatched attributes to block his Divine Sword of Light. This could be used to determine how powerful the Wind Remnant Soul was. Powerful skills were recognized.
"Haha, I have no regrets about being able to have skills recognized by the Pope of Light." Shangguan Qingtian's face was full of joy.
"You have no regrets, but I still want the Heaven-Destroying Stick." The Pope of Light raised the Staff of Light again and said coldly.
"The things belonging to our family are not something you, the Pope of Light, can take away casually." An old voice sounded in the sky.
Hearing this voice, Shangguan Qingtian looked up in surprise, and saw an old man wearing a blue robe and with white hair slowly descending from the sky. Finally, he stood next to Shangguan Qingtian, squinting his eyes and looking at a sacred face.
The Pope of Light.
"Old ancestor." Shangguan Qingtian shouted in surprise.
"Well, you did a good job, and you got another powerful attack weapon for the family." The old man in green robe patted Shangguan Qingtian on the shoulder and praised him.
"Thank you, ancestor, for the compliment." Shangguan Qingtian said excitedly, and he felt relieved. With his ancestor here, the pressure from the Pope of Light was gone.
"Pope of Light, I'm here, and you still won't leave? The artifact belongs to our Shangguan family. Do you also want to compete with me?"
