Liu Feng leaned in a hidden part of the temple, his eyes faintly swept over the crowd of believers, and moved up slightly, but found the dim aura of the dead in the two hidden voids...
"These guys are too bold. Do they really think that the Pope is a good person who will not get angry..." Liu Feng murmured in a low voice.
He should have left after having accomplished his purpose, but the Pope's last words with a hint of ridicule aroused the curiosity in his heart, and he quietly chose to stay and watch the inheritance ceremony of the Holy Lotus Leaf...
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"Perhaps, there will be some other gains..."
Liu Feng had seen the grand scene of the red dress ascending to the Pope. Liu Feng was not surprised by the grandness of the saint's inheritance ceremony. His eyes only stayed on the two knights in bright armor standing quietly behind the holy lotus leaves.
on body...
"This aura...should be the Temple Guard Angel that Ye Zi mentioned was refined from the remnant souls of angels. It is really powerful and has the strength of a supreme junior..." Liu Feng softly admired.
In the field, the Pope's speech has also ended. Wearing a special golden robe, he has the majesty and... holiness of a religious leader that he did not have when fighting Liu Feng.
With a slight cough, the Pope suppressed the loud cheers, and said calmly: "The inheritance ceremony of the Saint has officially begun..."
Crazy roars roared out from the mouths of all the believers...
The snow-white saint's robe shrouds the exquisite body, and a piece of green silk hangs down from her forehead. Her hair is draped softly to the waist of the willow, and is slightly scattered in the wind...
That innocent and pretty face is full of holiness, and the big, watery eyes slowly move, giving it a unique charm...
The two guardian angels always followed closely one step behind Saint Lotus Leaf, their palms and the knight's sword at their waists, never leaving...
Walking along the snow-white carpet to the end, the holy lotus leaves bowed in front of the Pope, making a gentle and sweet voice...
"The Holy See of Light, the Thirteenth Saint: Holy Lotus Leaf, has met His Majesty the Pope..."
The Pope nodded slightly, with a solemn face. On the palm of his hand, milky white flashed, and a crystal crown condensed by holy light slowly emerged...
Putting the crystal crown gently on the little head of Saint Lotus Leaf who was kneeling on one knee, the Pope said solemnly: "In the name of the Pope, I grant the inheritance of Saint Lotus Leaf!"
As the Pope's deep voice gradually fell, the huge statue of the God of Light erected in the square suddenly burst out with a strong milky white light. The light gradually formed into a column shape, covering the holy lotus leaves that bowed and knelt down...
Seeing this kind of vision, countless believers in the light thought it was a miracle. They all knelt down with enthusiasm, and the saint's cries came one after another...
Somewhere, looking at the huge statue that erupted with powerful holy light, Liu Feng's expression changed slightly. There was indeed an extremely huge power of faith hidden in that statue, but there was no energy related to the holy light at all.
Ah, then...whose hand did this unparalleled holy light come from? His eyes swept over the Pope in surprise, but he did not notice the strangeness on his face. It seemed that he had known that this would happen.
Normal things...
"Keep reading, you will know later..." A faint voice sounded in Liu Feng's ears.
Liu Feng nodded slightly and looked attentively...
The light beam enveloped the holy lotus leaf. The milky white energy light spots in it were continuously poured into his body...
With a slight frown, Liu Feng could clearly feel that with the entry of the milky white energy light spot, the aura of the Saint Lotus Leaf with star level strength was rapidly moving towards the holy level. At this rate, it might only take a moment.
She will be able to break through the barriers of the Holy Terrace and enter a new world of cultivation...
The holy lotus leaves bathed in the holy light, their beautiful eyes slightly closed, their pretty faces pious, but they don't know which god they are praying to...
The holy light is getting thicker and thicker, almost approaching the essence, and the energy contained in it is getting stronger and stronger. The rising speed of the holy lotus leaf's aura has skyrocketed again, accompanied by a burst of ripples in the space. The black hair on the head is dancing wildly.
, between the beautiful eyes, a faint milky white flashes...
"Breakthrough..." Liu Feng murmured softly: "Where does this energy... come from? Could it be... from that mysterious plane?"
Liu Feng sighed in confusion, his body trembled slightly, he suddenly raised his head, purple light flashed in his dark pupils...
At the top of the substantial pillar of holy light, the space was slightly distorted, gradually forming a dark space void. A ray of white light drifted down from the void, and its target was directly at the end of the pillar of light: the holy lotus leaf...
Liu Feng's eyes were fixed on the white light, and finally with his keen eyesight, he recognized the objects in the white light...
In that white light, there was a remnant soul of an angel. What shocked Liu Feng was that behind the remnant soul of an angel, there were four wings on one side, but only two on the other side...
Although Liu Feng did not know much about angels, he at least knew that when angels ascended a level, two wings would grow symmetrically on their backs. This was the source of their strength. As for some
The fact that the left wing has one more wing than the right wing is simply nonsense. However, the remnant soul of an angel in front of me breaks this convention. There can only be one possibility... This remnant soul of an angel,
The strength is originally between the eight wings, and...the two missing wings look more like they were torn off by someone alive...
He was shocked by the thoughts in his mind. Although Liu Feng had not entered that plane yet, he had fought with the remnant soul of the four-winged angel and could imagine the terrifying strength of the eight-winged angel.
, this thing, even in that continent where there are so many strong people, it should be among the best among the strong...
But now, this eight-winged angel with terrifying power is dropped from another plane like abandoned waste...
The light spot hiding the angel's remnant soul fell rapidly, aimed at the holy lotus leaf, and fell rapidly...
Two strong men who were cultivating the undead souls who had been watching the show for a long time hidden in the void suddenly rushed down. Their target was obvious. They were actually the remnant souls of the angels that were still floating in the air...
When setting off, the two undead warriors waved their gray sleeves, and the sky was full of skeletons, zombies, hellhounds, vampires...all kinds of creatures belonging to the dark category, falling out of thin air between the waves of the two people, and scattering into the sky.
Among the countless believers, crazy killings began...
Taking advantage of the extremely chaotic scene, two gray shadows shot straight down, gray light flashed in their hands, two sharp bone spears emerged, aimed at the holy lotus leaves beneath them, and threw them away...
In the darkness, Liu Feng frowned slightly, flicked his slender fingers, and two rays of purple light flashed out, smashing the two bone spears of the Void Admiral into pieces...
"Grab the remnant soul of the angel first, don't worry about that bullshit saint..." A man in gray robe shouted angrily at his companions, and he suddenly flashed into the pillar of holy light, and a bulging gray gas came out of his body.
Turning away the holy light that was like the blazing sun, he greedily grabbed the white light that concealed the remnant soul of the angel with his palm...
"A supreme first-level person, a holy-level heaven-level person, dares to go to our headquarters of the Holy See of Light to act wild. He is really impatient..." The pope shouted coldly, his sleeves and robes were gently fluttered, and two terrifying pillars of holy light were fiercely fired.
Falling from the sky, it hit the bodies of two gray figures like angry thunder, causing a shrill and tragic howl...
Under the angry blow of the Pope, the saint-level and heaven-level strongman was directly incinerated by the blazing holy light on the spot, and the first-level supreme strongman was also shivering uncontrollably, with wisps of gray
Smoke came out of his body...
The sleeves and robes flapped again, and a stronger pillar of holy light struck the stiff-armed supreme strongman...
"Ah..." let out a miserable howl, the gray robe suddenly shrunk, and a puff of gray smoke quickly came out. He turned around and ran out of the holy mountain. Just about to run for his life, a purple light came from nowhere, but
It was to smash that soul into pieces...
Several seals were formed on his hands, and the milky white holy light enveloped the entire holy mountain. Those dark creatures quickly screamed and melted under the illumination of the holy light...
In the chaos, the remnant soul of the angel had been absorbed into the body by the holy lotus leaf, and the bright light surged...
Seeing that the ceremony was about to end, Liu Feng raised his head slightly and suddenly discovered that some of the power of faith in the huge statue suddenly rose into the void and was sucked into the twisted hollow...
"It turns out that this is a deal, faith in exchange for residual souls..." Liu Feng sighed softly and smiled slightly.
He arched his hands towards the Pope from afar, Liu Feng said nothing, tapped his toes, and quickly turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the sky...
I don't know if it was Liu Feng's illusion. When he looked at the void, he seemed to have noticed that behind the void in the space, there was a pair of silver eyes without any emotion hidden. The way those eyes looked at this plane...
Just like on earth, a butcher looks at the pigs in the pigsty...