The momentum ahead is astounding, the vitality is everywhere, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning are roaring. Looking forward, the entire space seems to be distorted, and everything is blurred.
The lightning was like a silver snake, and each time it struck down, it shook the space with ripples. This proved that the power of thunder and lightning was close to the divine level. This pope was a master in the realm of fate.
The thunder and lightning condensed by magic are of course not as terrifying as the thunder and lightning emitted by the sky itself, but even so, it cannot be endured by human beings.
The bright holy relic that exudes bright holy light hangs quietly on the top of the void, like a sun, illuminating the entire land. The mighty breath sweeps out, and everyone can clearly feel the power of this
violent.
The powerful duel was indecisive in a short period of time, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
At this moment, the old man in black robe finally spoke calmly: "No need to exert any more effort, great Christopher, although you are a leader in thunder magicians and are about to be promoted to Dharma God, you are still unable to do anything to the Saint of Light.
Give up the power of relics!"
Christopher's face was extremely gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Laurie, you traitor! God will punish you. You are not worthy of using the Holy Relic of Light."
Laurie smiled softly, shook his head and said: "Christopher, after so many years, you are still so stupid. The great God has passed away. The so-called holy religion is the executioner who imprisons people's souls. If you are still loyal to magic, then
Get your freedom back!"
"Stop saying that. You are not worthy of being a magician at all. I, Christopher, am ashamed of you."
He roared loudly, the staff kept making trembling sounds, and the thunder in the sky became more and more terrifying, but it was unable to break through the golden light of the Holy Relic of Light.
At this moment, a man wearing golden armor stepped forward and appeared on the top of the void in an instant. He was tall and tall, two meters tall, with pure fighting spirit flowing all over his body. He held a golden sword in both hands.
The sword exuded a terrifying aura.
The long wind blew by, causing his blond hair to dance wildly, and waves of surging fighting spirit swept out, as if the air was whimpering.
Benson already said softly: "This is another Pope of the Inquisition, the great Knight of Anoia, an existence infinitely close to the God of War."
Gu Que nodded, feeling a little heavy in his heart. This knight in golden armor seemed to be more powerful than Christopher. The aura on his body was already comparable to Xiu Jiu, the chairman of the Adventurers Alliance back then.
Being infinitely close to the divine level, it has to be said that the power of the Holy Palace of Light is simply too huge.
You know, this is only the power of the Inquisition, this is just a subordinate organization of the Holy Palace of Light! So what will happen when the real strong man of the Holy Palace of Light comes?
When Laurie saw this stalwart figure, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Anoa, you really couldn't help coming out! But what about your chivalry? Knights will not take advantage of others, you and Christopher have to deal with it together
Me?"
Anoa looked at him coldly, shook his head and said: "Knights take advantage of others' danger, but knights can kill other people!"
As he spoke, he turned his eyes and looked directly behind Laurie. The golden light in his pupils seemed to pierce the void.
Laurie's expression changed and he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Anoya! Are you going to use force against the weak?"
Anoa said coldly: "They are heretics! It is the knight's duty to kill them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and the next moment, a shocking sword light cut through the world!
The surging fighting spirit surged, the space continued to vibrate, and the dozens of feet long sword light erupted into an indescribable storm, sweeping towards the opponent in an instant.
Gu Que couldn't help but be shocked, what a powerful sword, comparable to the seventh finger of Xiu Jiu's Nine Tribulations Finger Technique!
At this moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded from the group of masters behind Laurie. An old man in black robes suddenly stepped forward, waved his right hand, and a black light suddenly tore through the air and came towards the sword light at extremely high speed.
The two collided in the void, and immediately made a sonorous sound that resounded throughout the world. Fighting energy and black energy intertwined and repeled each other, and then swept away like a huge wave, and the weaker cultivators on both sides retreated one after another.
Anoa's face condensed, two golden gleams appeared in his pupils, and he couldn't help but said in a cold voice: "Okay! It turns out to be dark magic! You are a despicable member of the fallen clan, I want you to accept the judgment of the Holy Light!"
He roared loudly and suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared. With his blond hair dancing wildly and holding a broad sword, he was like a powerful god of war, so inviolable.
He held the sword with both hands and raised it towards the sky. The fighting energy in his body continued to surge out, the space shook, and everyone could only see the bright golden light.
But the face of the old man in black robe changed, a dark crystal ball suddenly appeared in his hand, and he murmured a spell.
The words shook the world, as if the earth was trembling, and a terrifying cross of golden light suddenly shot out, flooding the world in an instant.
When the Holy Relic of Light felt this power, it suddenly trembled, and waves of mighty power came out. The golden light shot straight into the sky, instantly dispersing the dark clouds in the sky.
Christopher's body suddenly trembled, blood continued to flow from his mouth, and his whole body suddenly became depressed.
At this moment, a hoarse voice has spread throughout the world: "Gate of Darkness!"
As soon as the voice came out, black energy suddenly surged out from the black crystal ball, sweeping the world like sewage. At the same time, an ancient black door appeared in the sky.
The next moment, the black door has opened, and what is revealed is the deeper darkness.
Suddenly a strong wind blew between heaven and earth, and the deep black door burst out with an unparalleled suction force, swallowing up all the cross light that Anoa had cut out.
Perhaps this force was too huge, and it was so continuous that it caused the Black Gate to collapse.
As a result, the entire world collapsed, and every inch of space was exploding. If there were life and death cultivators in the reincarnation realm who broke in at this time, they would probably be crushed to pieces in an instant.
Although Gu Que was far away, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked that the Fate Tribulation expert from the West was actually so powerful.
In his previous opinion, Eastern martial arts was closer to Tao, while Western magic only controlled the elements of heaven and earth and did not involve the understanding of Tao, so Eastern martial arts should be more powerful.
But now it seems that magic or fighting spirit are not inferior to Eastern martial arts at all.
He couldn't help but whisper: "Gu Nanfeng, Gu Xiaozi, what kind of system is Western magic? Have you ever understood it?"
Gu Nanfeng's voice came from his mind: "You brat! I'm nearly four hundred years older than you, and you call me brat? Hey! You have such a big face. Whether it's Eastern martial arts or Western magic, it's actually Taoism.
It’s just a form of expression, and in the end they will reach the same destination through different paths.”
Gu Que frowned and said, "Then if I study Western magic, will it be helpful to me?"
Gu Nanfeng said slowly: "Tao is natural, and more is not necessarily a good thing. The key is to have your own Tao. Any supreme immortal has completely created his own Tao. Their martial arts are no longer limited to Eastern martial arts.
Or Western magic, you don’t need to focus on the difference between the two, just let it happen.”
Gu Que nodded and looked forward, only to see smoke and dust filling the sky. The space finally returned to stability and everything finally became clear.
So he finally saw Jack Dea, who was wearing a golden knight's armor and hanging at the back of the camp. It could be seen that although he was a young and powerful man, he was still a minion in front of these senior figures.
His expression is much more serious than before, and his eyes are shining. It seems that he has improved a lot in the past four years. A strong young man is definitely not only strong in strength, but also in the ability to progress and comprehend. Only by maintaining
Only those who keep making progress can be regarded as the real young strong people, otherwise they will be eliminated immediately after two or three years.
This is the cruelty of the road to becoming a strong man, and there can be no pause, but Jack Dea obviously did a good job.
Charles was beside him, but he was dressed as a magician, wearing a red robe, with long hair, and a calm expression, which gave him a sense of freedom and ease.
For him to maintain such a state of mind in such a tense scene, he is worthy of being the first apprentice of the Pope of Light.
Knight Anoia didn't seem to want to admit defeat. In the duel just now, although his cross sword light was swallowed up, it still exploded the Dark Portal. Generally speaking, he had the upper hand.
The key is that he still has one sword left to draw!
He has been thinking about this sword for a long time, but he has never had the chance. Today he finally got the chance!
There was light in his eyes, and an indescribable fighting spirit surged out of his body, as if it could ignite the blood in everyone's hearts.
The surging golden light kept surging, like a volcanic eruption, bursting out wildly, surging between heaven and earth, and kept circling with his broad sword.
Benson immediately exclaimed: "Knight Anoa, the great Knight Anoa, he is going to use that move!"
Damn it! Why do Westerners also like to show off their skills? Can't you make it clear which one is the best?
Gu Que felt a headache coming on, and just as he was about to speak out, Christopher's panicked voice came out: "No! Anoa, you can't withstand the pressure of this move right now."
Laurie couldn't help but change his face, and said in shock: "Stop! Do you want to die together?"
Anoa didn't speak. He kept roaring. The golden light in his pupils shot out several feet away. The surging power was still gushing out, and the entire sky seemed to be dyed golden.
His momentum kept rising and rising, and finally reached an extreme!
Then, holding the sword in both hands, he suddenly raised it toward the sky, and the endless golden light between heaven and earth suddenly rushed towards his broad sword at extremely high speed.
Perhaps because the fighting spirit was so strong, it had condensed into beams of light, all converging on the tip of the broad sword.
Christopher shouted: "Back up! Back up quickly!"
When the sound came out, everyone on both sides ran back.
At this moment, Knight Anoa's painful voice has spread throughout the earth: "Destroy all evil! Sun!"
As he spoke, the golden fighting energy at the tip of the broad sword suddenly condensed into a huge ball of light, and it continued to expand. In an instant, it was already the size of a house, and it was really like a sun, covering the entire world.
illuminate.
"The sun! It is indeed the sun! This is a sword move that only the God of War can use! Great Anoa, great knight."
Benson's voice was trembling, but Gu Que had no intention of listening anymore, because the light had already shone on his face, and the indescribable heat almost burned everything.
No one could see clearly how Anoa slashed this sword, because the golden light had covered everything.
You can only hear the earth-shattering explosions, you can only feel the terrifying energy sweeping across, the heaven and earth are roaring, and your mind is roaring, but after reaching the extreme, everything seems to be silent.
Comparable to the power of the ninth finger of Xiu Jiu’s Nine Tribulations Fingering Technique!
No! It's even higher than the power of the ninth finger! I'm afraid this move is the most powerful move below the divine level.
Gu Que took a deep breath, but there was no fear in his heart, only the passionate fighting spirit.
How exciting would it be if one day I could fight against such a strong person?
Just thinking about it, Gu Que felt the blood rush to the top of his head, and the pores all over his body opened. (To be continued)