Forbidden curse!

In the Western world, forbidden spells are arguably the most terrifying moves, symbolizing destruction and death.

A mage who has mastered the forbidden spell is equivalent to a mobile nuclear bomb launcher.

Although the forbidden spell requires a long period of chanting and casting, and sometimes requires the help of a large formation, once it is cast, it will have the power to destroy the world and no one can stop it, even if it destroys a large city.

At this moment, the Pope's body erupted with an extremely magnificent aura, and there seemed to be a holy flame burning in his eyes.

He clenched his scepter tightly and chanted in the most pious voice:

"Our Father in heaven. ”

"Hallowed be your name. ”

"Thy kingdom come. ”

"Thy will be done on earth. ”

"As walking in heaven. ”

"Your humble servant hereby asks you. ”

"With your power that kills all things in the world"

"Give me the ignorant lowly creatures in front of me. ”

"The Last Judgment!"

As soon as the words fell, all the heaven and earth vitality in the entire city were surging towards the Pope's Palace frantically, like a hundred rivers converging into the sea, and ten thousand carp towards the dragon.

"Boom ......"

These Heaven and Earth Vitality were transformed into the power of light, and finally sublimated into condensed to the ultimate holy light, and the momentum was extremely immense.

The light seems to purify an entire continent, or to boil the waters of an ocean.

"Illuminate! The world blooms for the Father, the light between heaven and earth, the flickering in the universe, blooming at this moment to belong to the path of light!"

"Light Forbidden Spell - Twilight of the Gods!"

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The Pope's voice contains incredible power, which seems to be able to cleanse the world of all evil.

Ragnarok is the oldest and most powerful forbidden spell in the Holy See.

It is rumored that Lucifer rebelled against God because of excessive pride, fell into hell, and led countless demons to attack heaven,

Archangel Michael used this trick to destroy the demon legion and inflict heavy damage on Lucifer.

After an unknown number of years, this forbidden spell has finally reappeared in the world.

"Boom!"

The holy light shone, covering the sky and the sun, descending on the earth, and the surging light frenzy swept wildly, pressing towards Ye Fan, enough to devour everything in the world.

"Oh my God! such a powerful, pure power of light has touched the source of light!" a cardinal archbishop looked amazed, deeply shocked by the power of the forbidden spell.

"His Majesty the Pope's divine might is truly unparalleled in the world, unparalleled in the world, unmatched! Even if it is a legendary saint, I am afraid it is nothing more than that!" said Head Philip.

"That's right! In front of the forbidden spell 'Ragnarok', even a true god will fall!"

At the same time, many Templars retreated a hundred meters, fearful of being affected by the aftermath of the forbidden spell.

Although it is a divine power of light, if it is turned into a divine punishment, it can also burst out with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

"Hahaha......"

Suddenly, Ye Fan looked up to the sky and laughed, and said proudly: "Pope, if this trick is performed by a real god, it may still hurt me, but you, it's not a little bit worse!"

This blasphemous word was like throwing a little spark in gasoline, which made the whole audience explode.

The Pope, the eight cardinal archbishops, and hundreds of Templars all glared at Ye Fan viciously with angry eyes.

However, Ye Fan ignored those eyes, looked up at the falling holy light, his face did not change, and he lightly inserted the Thunder Tribulation Sword into the ground in front of him, and the Immortal Golden Pill in his lower abdomen was full of light, bursting out with unprecedented desolate power and injecting it into the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

"Ren Jian - Ping Bafang!"

With the Thunder Tribulation Sword as the center, a misty brilliance erupted in an instant, like the light of the polar regions, penetrating the heavens and the earth, shining in all directions, this light is simply even brighter, immortal and immortal.

Immediately after, a glittering light enchantment completely enveloped Ye Fan's body.

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"Boom, boom!"

The twilight of the forbidden gods annihilated the power of all things and pressed towards the light barrier, distorting and shattering the surrounding space.

However, after Ye Fan was promoted to the Jindan realm, the power of all the exercises and supernatural powers also rose, and it was more than ten times stronger.

At this moment, no matter how the forbidden spell rages, the Light Enchantment is always solid and indestructible.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds......

A few minutes passed, and the power of the holy light became smaller and smaller, but the light barrier was still intact, and even gave people the illusion that even if it was a hundred years later, there would be no damage.

"This ...... How is this possible?!"

Rao is a well-informed pope, and at this moment he can no longer suppress the horror in his heart, and his mouth is wide open, enough to swallow a duck egg.

He knew all too well the power of the forbidden spell "Twilight of the Gods".

This move is enough to purify any heretic in the world, not even the Speaker of the Dark Council.

Who knew that now, a little-known Oriental boy could easily take over this peerless forbidden move, and looking at Ye Fan's calm and breezy appearance, it seemed that he didn't use all his strength.

In the long years of the Pope for nearly a hundred years, he has never seen such a "demon"!

At this moment, not only the Pope, but also the eight cardinal archbishops behind him, as well as hundreds of Templars, were all so shocked that they could not describe the feelings in their hearts.

"Hmph, is this the strongest forbidden spell of the Holy See?"

Ye Fan said, stepping out, his chest was broad, revealing the domineering divine power of the Jindan monk, high above, like a god Ling Chen.

"Boom!"

With his body as the center of the circle, a vast momentum is like a thousand waves and thousands of piles of snow, spreading in all directions.

Including the Pope, many members of the Holy See in the venue are like a lonely boat in a storm, fluttering and may be swallowed up at any time.

Invisibly, an atmosphere of despair spread in the hearts of everyone.

You must know that just now the Pope has already performed his strongest trick, but the "Twilight of the Gods" can't help Ye Fan, then they are like tigers with teeth extracted, without deterrence.

The rest of the people are all combined, and at most they can only cause a tickling attack on Ye Fan, which is useless.

Or, they endure the humiliation and give up the Holy Grail.

Or, the Holy See, with its thousand-year-old glorious history, will be baptized in blood today.

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"You...... Who the hell are you?!"

The Pope looked at Ye Fan and asked, his voice trembling a little because of extreme horror.

"My name is Ye Fan, you can also call me - Ye Beichen!" Ye Fan said lightly.

"Ye Beichen?!"

The Pope silently recited the name, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly seemed to think of something, and exclaimed: "Are you the Chinese powerhouse who shines in the global martial arts conference and shakes the nuclear bomb hard? It is rumored that after you came back, you wiped out the first mechanized infantry division of the United States, and even killed the president of the palace!"

As the Pope, he is naturally very concerned about the major affairs of the world.

The Global Martial Arts Conference more than half a year ago was a sensation, especially the nuclear bomb that was finally dropped in the desert, which caused an uproar around the world.

But the Pope never expected that the Chinese boy not only killed the Pope's Palace, but also became even more powerful than the legend.

At this time, Ye Fan looked at the Pope condescendingly, and the invincible posture that erupted from his body seemed to be above this spiritual leader of more than two billion believers.

"Since you know my identity, then hand over the Holy Grail! I can assure you that as long as you get the Holy Grail, you will definitely not go on a killing spree!" Ye Fan said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the Pope's face turned blue and white, as if he was caught in a battle between heaven and man.

After pondering for a long time, the Pope spoke: "Ye Beichen, if it was a few days ago, I might have accepted your suggestion and chose to surrender!

As he spoke, the Pope turned and looked at the interior of the palace, his knees weakened, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

"Boom!"

This action is like a boulder smashing into the calm water, stirring up a thousand waves and causing an uproar in the field.

In the noble and noble status of the Pope, who else in this world can make him kneel?

Suddenly, in the most pious voice, the Pope spoke:

"Lord Angel of Wisdom, your faithful servant, I beseech your coming!"