"Since you're here, please stay a little longer." The pope's old voice sounded on the sacred mountain.
Then the chorus of "Ah..." from countless boys and girls rang out from the sacred mountain.
A ray of pure white holy light penetrated the darkness from the sky, illuminating the entire town of Saint Goethe, and also illuminated the eyes of everyone in Saint Goethe.
Zhu Gang, who was touching the south gate, raised his head and glanced at the holy light that filled the sky. He couldn't help but said to himself in fear: "Boss, you have to hold on!"
“O God, please grant your faithful servants immense strength.”
"ruling!"
After the Pope of Light finished singing, he shouted angrily. In the sky, the holy light suddenly reflected from the Pope's right hand towards Xin Xiaoqi.
Xin Xiaoqi muttered secretly: "It's too big."
But there was no way out, Xin Xiaoqi shouted angrily, picked up the Mountain and River Axe, put a green lotus seed in his mouth, shouted angrily, and executed the Sword Art on the Clouds - Clouds gather and clouds disperse, the heaven and earth are purple, the sun and the moon shine together,
The exchange of seasons, blue and white divine lotus, ancient bronze inscriptions, underlords, unicorns, four sacred beasts, weapons, Kunlun Mountain's long river of time, and Zhoutian's galaxy.
Xin Xiaoqi forcibly fused the Yunshang Sword Technique with the Ten Visions of Transformation. There was a sudden "pop" sound and a mouthful of blood spurted out. It was obvious that his consciousness was damaged, but Xin Xiaoqi bit the green lotus seed in his mouth and said without giving up:
"If you really become a god, you can't help but Zi Lei is clumsy."
Xin Xiaoqi actually merged the Yunshang Sword Art, the Ten Visions of Transformation and the Liuhe Purple Thunder Art, and blasted it towards the Holy Light of the Pope's Judgment.
"Oh, does this thief want his life?" the saint asked in surprise.
"Although this man's moral character is very bad, I have to admire his spirit of disregarding death when he fights." Rodman praised his handsome face.
John in the crowd widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "Lord, why is this gentleman's Holy Light so pure, and the Pope still wants to sanction him?"
"Boom"
"Crack"
"Buzz"
Xin Xiaoqi's forced fusion skill finally collided with the pope's light of judgment. The sixty-four gray swords penetrated the holy light, and seemed to tear the holy light apart with sixty-four cracks.
Those ten visions slightly weakened the pace of the Holy Light.
The most terrifying thing is that the sixty-four purple thunders seemed to tear apart the void, shrouding the entire sacred mountain. After the thick thunder and lightning collided with the holy light, they actually split the holy light of the sacred mountain into chaos.
The energy of Qinglianzi in Xin Xiaoqi's mouth finally dissipated. Xin Xiaoqi suddenly discovered that his consciousness had finally reached the first level. However, because of the forced fusion of skills, his seven orifices were bleeding and his consciousness was a little blurry.
The Holy Light of the Pope's Judgment passed through Xin Xiaoqi's sixty-four swords, ten visions, and sixty-four purple thunders, and pressed steadily towards Xin Xiaoqi.
"Bang"
Xin Xiaoqi was crushed by this holy light and was forced to kneel on one leg in the square. The bright light armor on his body seemed to be unable to withstand it, with slight cracks appearing.
The pope's old face said approvingly: "Yes, yes, you can actually do it. Under the holy light of my judgment, you are not dead, and you have not been seriously injured so far. It is already very, very amazing."
"Your Majesty the Pope, you are still praising this thief, despicable person, and filthy person." The Saint of Light said angrily.
Xin Xiaoqi looked at the angry Saint of Light, laughed miserably, and said with hatred: "Sir Pope, I want the Angel of Light to warm my bed. If you insist on giving Saint of Light to me, I'm telling you.
Yes, Holy Lady of Light
I've touched her calf, and it's really not that good, but you have to give her to me,...cough, tap the pope, I can't run away..., look, I don't agree...
·····Cough cough cough!”
When the Saint of Light heard this, she looked at the Pope in disbelief.
The Pope shook his head speechlessly and said: "Son, you shouldn't believe this man's words."
After the Pope finished speaking, the scepter in his hand pressed down heavily in the air. The Holy Light of Judgment, like the lava of a volcano, burned Xin Xiaoqi's Mingguang Armor.
Within a few breaths, Xin Xiaoqi's Mingguang Armor seemed unable to withstand the huge temperature, and cracks like hair slowly appeared.
"Pope, your judgment of the Holy Light is not very good. I stood there for a long time and asked you to beat me, but you still didn't beat me down."
"Oh, young man, your sins are worthy of Lingchi."
The high crown on the pope's old head is a little crooked, and he is fiercely authentic.
"Oh, Your Majesty the Pope, there is a fire at the south gate."
"You actually have an accomplice, Merlin, go to the south gate." The Pope ordered.
"Okay, Lord Pope." Magister Merlin flew towards the south gate.
At this time, Xin Xiaoqi felt extremely uncomfortable. The Judgment Holy Light was like a hacksaw, slowly eating away at Xin Xiaoqi's Mingguang Armor. Xin Xiaoqi felt the golden spirit in the Mingguang Armor.
And the earth spirit is rapidly weakening.
"Ka, ka, ka" Mingguang Armor is slowly collapsing.
The Pope looked at Xin Xiaoqi in the Holy Light of Judgment and said in admiration: "What a nice body."
"Oh, Your Majesty the Pope, you can't show any mercy to him." Saint Diana said hurriedly.
With a sound of "empty", Xin Xiaoqi's bright light armor failed to withstand it after all. The golden spirit and earth spirit couldn't bear it anymore and sneaked into the body.
It seemed like a blade, a hacksaw, and like lava from a volcano, violently destroying Xin Xiaoqi's body.
In a few breaths, Xin Xiaoqi's powerful body couldn't bear it. His skin was cut, and wounds alternated vertically and horizontally. The wounds all over his body reminded Xin Xiaoqi of the miracle in Sanqing.
He was beaten to the ground by Monk Kong Wen, and the ravines were plowed down.
The Pope looked at the miserable Xin Xiaoqi in the holy light, and said with a kind face: "Young man, hand over the blue gem, and I will spare your life!"
"Blue gem? The blue gem on the statue? I threw it away a long time ago." Xin Xiaoqi said with a smile as the corner of his mouth was bleeding.
The Saint of Light said in surprise: "What, oh my god, you actually threw away our holy water spirit stone."
The Pope looked at the Saint of Light speechlessly, and said unbearably: "My child, you don't have to talk to this person, he is very cunning."
The Holy Lady of Light then came back to her senses, looked at Xin Xiaoqi angrily, and said bitterly: "It's all the fault of this thief, it's so hateful, I'm so angry that I'm dizzy."
Xin Xiaoqi's mouth was bleeding and he said: "Holy water spirit stone?"
Xin Xiaoqi looked at the body that was bleeding constantly, the skin was cut into a mess, and the holy light in front of him, and suddenly he laughed.
When people around him didn't understand what Xin Xiaoqi was laughing about, Xin Xiaoqi took out the holy water spirit stone.
"Zi, Zhi, Zhi" Before the pope could react, the holy water spirit stone had been cut into pieces by the holy light of judgment, and the powder was scattered on Xin Xiaoqi's body.
"Oh, Slant."
"Oh my god, holy water spirit stone..."
"You are truly unforgivable!"
"His Holiness, burn him to death!"
Xin Xiaoqi looked at the light magicians in the sky and the paladins in the square, and laughed and said: "It's so cool!"