After Chen Xuan chased into the hall, Yin Chonghua, Old Pope, Li Liu, Miser, Feilin and other archbishops arrived one after another.
Seeing the strange scene deep in the hall, everyone did not dare to act rashly for a while.
After the old pope looked at Qin Feixue lying on the high platform, the expression on his face became extremely solemn.
At this moment, Qin Feixue looked undamaged, but she had been put on a set of black armor.
Qin Feixue's shoulders, lower abdomen, and thighs were not covered by the armor, but were exposed. Her complexion looked very charming under the faint candle light.
In addition, Qin Feixue's forehead is embedded with an inverted mountain-shaped black metal headband, which matches the black armor she wears. Coupled with Qin Feixue's peerless appearance, it shows a cold and hard yet soft look.
The beauty of a dignified battlefield goddess.
But at this moment, Chen Xuan had no intention of admiring Qin Feixue, who was wearing a black naked armor. He saw that Qin Feixue's whole body was filled with black energy, surging endlessly, and there was more dark energy coming from the black armor and the mountain.
The glyph-shaped headband floated out, and even Chen Xuan, who had turned on his clairvoyant eyes, could not determine what state Qin Feixue was in.
"Mr. Chen, the armor and headband your girlfriend is wearing are exactly the ones the Black Saint wore when she was resurrected!"
The old pope said in a solemn tone.
"Mr. Pope, please tell me how to break this ritual and save my girlfriend?"
As Chen Xuan spoke, he clenched his fists unconsciously.
Seeing the increasingly excited expression on the face of the devil's son, the old pope shook his head and said: "It's too late, the ceremony has been completed!"
These words made Chen Xuan's heart sink to the bottom.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw layers of violent and surging dark power forming inside and outside the hall, converging towards the top of the hall, forming a huge black vortex in an instant, and then these layers of dark power poured into the vortex directly below,
Qin Feixue was lying inside the body of Qin Feixue on the high platform! Qin Feixue seemed to have been electrocuted by a doctor in the heart. Her whole delicate body trembled violently, and her upper body was slightly raised, constantly receiving the injection of dark power! "Beautiful, great, and holy Saint Joan of Arc
Sir, wake up! Resurrection! Your rebirth will be the glory of the entire dark world! The son of the devil hereby offers you the highest praise!"
The son of the devil's eyes were full of fanaticism, and he knelt in front of the high platform with his hands raised in the air. Next to him, the second apostle Liz and several other black-robed monks all knelt down.
Suddenly, there was a loud roar inside and outside the hall, and the candles on the high platform were blown out. In the constantly changing light and shadow, the people standing at the door of the hall watched the peerless beauty wearing black armor coming from the high platform.
Slowly floating up, the posture changed from lying down to upright, and finally floating in mid-air, slowly opening a pair of eyes that looked like they were made of the finest and purest black gemstones in the world.
Although these eyes are intoxicatingly beautiful, they contain an icy cold color that seems to be condensed from ten thousand years of black ice, and they seem to be connected to a bottomless dark prison. Feilin and others only took a look at it.
Just one glance made my whole body feel chilly, as if I was falling into endless darkness.
Seeing that Qin Feixue seemed to have changed into a completely different person, into a cold, ruthless but murderous stranger, Chen Xuan almost clenched his fists to bleed.
His heart is already bleeding! Can this once dignified and elegant school beauty return to her original appearance?
The old pope sighed helplessly, and then two rays of light shot out from his eyes, and the surging holy power surged like a tide, raising his state to the peak in an instant.
This was a helpless move by Pope St. Omer, because he was too old and the holy power in his body could not explode unbridled and had to be reserved for the decisive moment.
Now that the Son of the Devil has awakened and the Black Saint has been resurrected, the old Pope no longer retains his power.
Yin Chonghua looked at Qin Feixue, who was surrounded by dark energy in the air, and couldn't help but think of her own situation. After all, she was reappearing in the world through Chu Qingqiu's body.
I just don't know the difference between the resurrection ceremony of the Black Saint and the spiritualism. Even Yin Chonghua, who is good at the soul, can't judge whether Qin Feixue is dead or alive at this moment.
When all the whirlpools of dark power condensed above the hall were absorbed by Qin Feixue and the strong wind was no longer raging, Qin Feixue, who was floating in mid-air, slowly landed on the high platform. After glancing at the people at the entrance of the hall, she said nothing.
She held the five fingers of her right hand in the void, and a black giant sword that was longer than her height formed in the void and was held in her hand.
The Son of the Devil became murderous when he saw the Black Saint resurrected, and his expression was almost distorted with enthusiasm and joy.
Then the son of the devil looked at the people at the entrance of the hall, and finally his eyes rested on Chen Xuan and the old pope: "The great Saint Joan of Arc has been resurrected. You will all be sacrifices to Saint Joan of Arc tonight. I advise you to still
Give up resistance, hahahaha..." As the son of the devil laughed wildly, the dark aura in the hall surged crazily again, among which the black giant sword held by Qin Feixue's right hand exuded the most astonishing dark aura.
"Mr. Chen, the Black Saint is resurrected, I must use the Holy Spear!"
Seeing Chen Xuan clenching his fists, the old pope knew that he would not be willing to attack Qin Feixue, who had become the Black Saint.
So he planned to let his most proud disciple, Archbishop Misser, do this.
But Chen Xuan said without any emotion: "I will use my own means to rescue Feixue, and you all go deal with the devil's son!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone heard a rapid sound of piercing the air, and when they looked again, Chen Xuan had ejected in front of Qin Feixue like a cannonball.
The old pope hesitated and rushed towards the devil's son.
"Hmph, this stinky boy Chen Xuan is trapped by love and can't achieve anything big!"
Yin Chonghua snorted coldly and rushed towards the devil's son.
Both she and the old Pope decided to give Chen Xuan a chance. If Chen Xuan couldn't solve the Black Saint and save Qin Feixue by his own means, then don't blame them for killing the Black Saint.
A fierce battle broke out in the black hall. The old pope, Yin Chonghua and the devil's son fought together, while Li Liu paid attention to the changes in the situation at Chen Xuan's side while he and the thirteen archbishops dealt with the second apostle Liz.
and the four apostles who emerged from the darkness.
The hall was divided into three battlefields. While the other two battlefields were in full swing, Chen Xuan and Qin Feixue looked at each other at close range and did not fight immediately.
"Feixue, do you still recognize me?"
When Chen Xuan asked this question, his heart tightened for no reason.
Because he was so close to Qin Feixue, he couldn't sense a trace of Qin Feixue's breath.
The Qin Feixue in front of her has become a completely different person except for her appearance.
