"Old man, you are still so smart, that's right. When you asked me to destroy the Qin family, I colluded with their family and ran away together. Then I ran to save the Xuanyuan family in the east, the Witch Hall in the south, and Douglas in the north.
Family, the Western Mages Guild, two crazy women in Japan, etc. However, there are still a few that are unlucky and were wiped out by the guys behind you. There is no other way after that. For the so-called overall situation, we have to establish
This is a loose organization without any binding force."
"Then the four legions below are the Qin family's Phoenix, Taotie, Qinglong, and ### legions?" The pope looked at the five people in front of him, and looked at the four legions below that were resisting the attack of the six legions, but there was no trace of them.
Such an unforgettable scene, I couldn’t help but ask.
"Sir Pope, you are still very discerning. In this case, why don't you die?" Gun suddenly raised his hand and fired the bullet in his hand. Several other people also launched their strongest attacks, trying to kill the Pope in one fell swoop.
The bullet passed through the Pope's chest.
The spell hit the Pope on the back.
The sword pierced the Pope's arm.
…..
However, whether it was a bullet or other weapon, although it hit the target, there was no damage to the target. The Pope's body seemed to be no longer in the world.
"It's useless." The Pope sighed, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the five disciples who were at a loss behind him burst out with burning brilliance. The six legions below who were being suppressed and beaten also cheered up. The low morale became high and slowly reversed.
unfavorable situation.
"If only this was the case, then everything would be over!" After the Pope said these words, he felt a sense of relief.
"I told you before, this guy can't be beaten to death!" Looking at the safe and sound Pope, Gun smiled bitterly at the people behind him. However, the people behind him didn't speak. They just took a step forward and rushed to restore their confidence.
The six disciples.
Since you can't kill the Pope, let's kill the six disciples first.
The Pope didn't care about the melee here, or in other words, the melee here had nothing to do with him. He just walked towards the cross and picked up the torch that the gun had just thrown.
He was walking smoothly until someone grabbed his feet.
The Pope was surprised, so he turned his head and saw Situ Yingyu half lying on the ground.
The Pope looked at this stubborn girl and sighed when he thought of what happened between her and Qin Tianqi. In fact, the Pope had hundreds of ways to break Situ Yingyu's hand immediately.
However, he chose another method that no one else would have thought of. He knelt down, turned around, and touched Situ Yingyu's hair, as if he was comforting a frightened child.
Situ Yingyu only felt that her consciousness was getting blurry, and the hand holding the Pope's left foot felt a little weak.
The moment she closed her eyes, she seemed to see the scene she had seen countless times in her dreams, so she finally gave up her resistance and closed her eyes.
That must be a very, very wonderful dream, because there was a very peaceful smile on her face. Although there was a drop of crystal tears in this smile.
At this time, Gun was exhausted. When he saw Qin Tianqi appear, he was stunned for a moment, and then let out a loud roar. He had already shot all the bullets in his hand, and the pistol that he usually regarded as a treasure hit the opponent's disciple's face hard. Then
The disciple screamed, and there were scars on his face. If someone looked carefully, they could see the words "wait and hope".
Pandora also smiled slightly, and she didn't know where the strength came from. She gathered the last spell and threw it towards the hesitant disciple opposite.
Douglas only felt that he was possessed by the God of War at this moment, and he used his last strength to hit his opponent's face with a steel-like fist.
Qin Long and Qin Hu glanced at each other and rushed towards each other. The disciples who originally fought with the two were completely stunned by their tricks. At this time, Qin Long had already found Qin Hu's opponent and used
With one move, the monkey stole the peach. Qin Hu, as if the God of War had descended, faced Qin Long's original opponent and bumped into him.
Phoenix, Taotie, ###, the old man of the Azure Dragon Legion screamed wildly, and rushed towards an enemy several times his own regardless of life and death. The desperate situation he had fallen into suddenly burst out with a glimmer of life.
The Pope was thoughtful and then turned around.
At the end of the crowd, the original commotion was gradually subsided, as if there was a natural force that allowed them to gain peace of mind and relax. The crowd did not know when it started, and a path separated into a path that could allow one person to pass.
The starting point of the road is Qin Tianqi.
The end of the road is Pope Wu Qin.
The two looked at each other, speechless.
They are father and son, but also enemies and foes.
"Brother, it's up to you!" Gun, half lying on the ground like a bereaved dog, shouted to Qin Tianqi with his last strength.
Qin Tianqi already knew that shooting him took a lot of painstaking efforts. He couldn't help but nodded, and then glanced at Douglas and Pandora. They were both in a state of embarrassment.
When looking at Qin Long and Qin Hu, the former gave him a lewd smile, while the latter said something to him with serious eyes.
Qin Tianqi knew that the second brother, who had always been serious about words, was talking about working hard. For some reason, Qin Tianqi felt that his heart felt warm.
"Should I call you, father, or the pope?" Qin Tianqi looked at the calm-looking pope and couldn't help but ask.
"The moment I was crowned, there was no one named Qin in the world." The pope named Wu Qin looked at his son who was once connected by blood with a stern expression.
Any father would feel proud when he sees his child growing up. But sometimes as the child grows up, the father has more and more things to worry about.
The Pope did not speak, but said something lonely.
"Then, let's fight!"
Qin Tianqi said nothing. As he waved his hand, countless air currents spun, and finally the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand.
"The witch's first magic weapon? What a pity!" The Pope seemed to be saying to himself, making fists with both hands, and then stretched out his hand.
Qin Tianqi felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and then found that the Xuanyuan Sword was trembling. The ancient divine weapon, the Xuanyuan Sword, which helped the Xuanyuan family to unify the rivers, seemed to have awakened the fear in his memory, trembling, fearing, and then surrendering.
Blood flowed from Qin Tianqi's hand, which was caused by friction when Xuanyuan Sword escaped from his control.
Xuanyuan Sword is already in the hands of the Pope. So far, the Pope has done nothing but stretched out his hand.
How powerful this is, it has gone beyond the scope of human understanding. The believers below instantly became more fanatical, and their original anger was already struggling.
The faces of Gun and others became ugly. They had already estimated that the Pope would be very strong, but they did not expect that the concept of very strong was unimaginably powerful.
Qin Tianqi looked at this man and couldn't believe that he was so powerful. If this man was really so powerful, everything he did seemed to be in vain.
Qin Tianqi tried to rush forward, but an invisible barrier had blocked him and the Pope, a total of seven steps. This barrier is called the Road of Saints. Only the devout can continue to move forward, and heretics will be destroyed.
Qin Tianqi laughed miserably and took the first step. He felt as if his whole body was about to be shattered. He opened his mouth and vomited blood.
The Pope did not look at Qin Tianqi, but held the torch and slowly walked towards Chen Hui.
Chen Hui's eyes were full of hatred, but there was still a trace of confusion.
At this time, Qin Tianqi walked to the second step, his teeth clenched and his clothes were torn.
The Pope was only three steps away from Chen Hui. He looked at Chen Hui and said quietly: "You don't have to be afraid, because you will return to your mother's arms."
Qin Tianqi was only four steps away from the Pope. At this moment, his body was covered in blood. Naturally, he heard the Pope's words. He didn't have time to think about the meaning, so he took the fourth step.
Chen Hui's eyes gradually became ethereal. The Pope threw the torch on her body, and the raging flames gradually burned and engulfed Chen Hui's figure.
"No!" Qin Tianqi rushed forward two steps regardless of the physical damage. With one more step, he could rush to the Pope's side.
It's just one step, but it's like thousands of miles.
The Pope finally turned around, stretched out the hand that had thrown away the torch, and then stretched out a finger.
Qin Tianqi felt a strong and powerful pressure, pushing half of his body to the ground. He stared at the Pope blankly, in disbelief.
One finger of Weiros is just one finger.
Until now, the Pope has only taken action twice.
The first time he took action, Xuanyuan Sword counterattacked.
The second time he attacked, Qin Tianqi fell.
Everyone was silent, and only the sound of burning wood echoed in the air, corresponding to the dusk scene, just like a scene from purgatory.
When the flames completely engulfed Chen Hui, a starlight emerged and hit the ground, and then more starlight projections descended on the world.
At this time, a devout believer suddenly felt his body become lighter. He saw that the flesh and blood on his body was disappearing at a high speed. He wanted to scream, but found that his throat had no flesh and could not make a sound. He just fell down feebly.
Go down.
Around him, more people found that their flesh and blood were disappearing. The more devout the believers, the more obvious the effect. All the believers wailed and fell to the ground. This scene was probably beyond the cruelty of purgatory.
"You want to sacrifice all the believers with blood?" Qin Tianqi finally understood this man's plan, but he didn't expect him to be so vicious.
The Pope did not speak, nor did he notice the slightest hint of joy in the eyes of the pale-faced Gun and other members of the Anti-True God Alliance.
He turned around, raised his head, and looked at the darkening sky.
Behind the endless sky, a star shines brighter and brighter.