"Stupid!"

The archbishop roared at Monan, and their Holy See of Light is spread all over the world, and dozens of countries worship them as representatives of justice. This stupid Monan turned against their Bright Sect!

"It's just a little Eastern martial artist, can you confront our Holy See, it's time to make you Dongfang tremble!"

As the archbishop spoke, three six-pointed stars suddenly appeared around him, and this time, these six-pointed stars turned out to be dark red in color, and as soon as they appeared, they immediately let out a terrible roaring sound.

A powerful stream of qi and blood spread out in the shattered hall, like a mountain of corpses in a sea of blood.

Buzzing!

The few bishops who had died just now, along with those six-pointed stars with millions of wishes, were immediately absorbed.

The archbishop's body crackled at this moment, and his body, which was originally two meters tall, suddenly skyrocketed to nearly two meters five, and he stood there like a huge bronze man!

"That's it?" Monan shook his head in disappointment as he watched the archbishop's change.

He has always regarded himself as a strong man, and even in the heavenly realm, there are few people who can be regarded as his true opponents, let alone this archbishop who will only get a little bigger.

Mo Nan felt this breath and said in a deep voice: "Absorb the power of wishes, fuse the power of wishes! This kind of breath is the power of more than 100 million people! However, it is still not enough to see!"

"Hahaha, what a crazy cultivator in the East, are you really the first person in the East?! 160 million wishes are not enough, so what about now?"

As he spoke, the archbishop flicked to the roof of the hall, shattering the roof with a bang.

When he reached the sky, his huge body emitted golden light, and he roared angrily and slammed his hands around!

Bang bang!

Behind him, two white wings appeared!

At this moment, his whole person became extremely divine, as if he was an angel in mythology.

Around the Holy See of Light, there were already a lot of cultists, and they also heard the sound from this side early and rushed over, and they found that the archbishop in the sky revealed the shape of an angel.

"The Holy See of Light, immortal! Archbishop Angel, for the benefit of the world!"

They kept shouting words of praise in their mouths, almost falling into a state of madness. These cultists were originally very crazy and deeply trapped, but now that they saw the angel for the first time, they became even more fanatical.

Mo Nan noticed that in the process of prostrating and bowing, blood-colored qi drifted from their bodies into the air and merged into the archbishop's body.

The three dark red six-pointed stars beside the archbishop suddenly became a little deeper.

"Stronger again, a pity for these stupid mortals!"

Monan found that the archbishop's strength had secretly increased a little, but the lifespan and essence blood of those kneeling disciples had been reduced by one-third. If it is said that the white wings sticking out of his back are even angels, Mo Nan has seen too much in the heavenly realm.

But in the heavenly realm, it's not an angel, it's just a race. Like the Thousand Feathered Shadow of the Eight Desolations outside the Territory, he has wings on his back, but he doesn't absorb the lifespan of believers to strengthen himself in this way.

"Oriental warrior, tremble!!"

The archbishop laughed wildly, and with a lift of his right hand, he actually took out a trident, and the aura emitted by this trident was more than violent, and it turned out to be a top-level magic weapon.

Three six-pointed stars surrounded the golden trident, obviously about to make a move.

Seeing this, Mo Nan did not dodge, but stood firmly on the ground, and said loudly: "Come on!"

Zheng!

The golden trident suddenly condensed pieces of light in the sky, and then shot out Dao sword light, and the archbishop's wings moved, and shot straight down from mid-air, and the powerful golden trident stabbed directly into Mo Nan's chest.

"As you wish!"

Mo Nan did not retreat but advanced, and his hands did not block it at all, but directly straightened his chest, almost cooperating with the general and directly letting the golden trident stab!

Bang!

The terrifying explosive force centered on Mo Nan and tore directly in all directions, leaving no gaps at all.

Boom Boom!

The entire hall that was already shattered was completely shattered at this moment, and the believers who were kneeling around raised their heads in horror, but they were crushed into powder before they could react.

This huge explosion devastated and devastated, and the believers seemed to be directly destroyed by a heat wave of thousands of degrees, turning them into ashes.

A huge mushroom cloud rose into the air. Far away, people can see.

When the dust slowly melted away, there were no people in a radius of thirty miles! and thirty miles away were also affected to varying degrees, and they were in a mess.

Dead! All destroyed by this terrible blow!

In the main hall where Mo Nan stood, a thousand-meter-large pit was formed, and the only one in the middle of the pit was a straight stone pillar. And Monan was standing in this small stone pillar, and his surroundings were already like an abyss.

"Impossible!"

The archbishop suddenly exclaimed, he was surprised to see that Monan was still able to stand there properly, and the golden trident in his hand was slammed into Monan's chest.

"Impossible, I, I've gathered nearly 200 million wills, no one can resist it, no one, no one!"

Mo Nan's eyes lowered, he looked at the golden trident that burst with golden light on his chest, and said lightly: "Gather the will power of two billion believers, and interest can make my ancient dragon body suffer a little wear and tear!"

As he spoke, his right hand slowly raised, palm facing the archbishop's heart, and said in a deep voice: "In the face of absolute power, quantity has no effect at all!"

Death –

Boom!

A ray of light shot out directly from Mo Nan's palm!

Bang!

The archbishop flew upside down into the air, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, behind him were the continuous withering of wings, and the six-pointed star also began to dissipate at this moment!

One Hit Kill!!

At this moment, the believers thirty miles away also realized that they felt the killing of the Angel Archbishop, and the starlight in the sky drifted away, making them unable to help but feel a burst of grief.

"Ah, our archbishop is dead!"

"Butcher, damn butcher, it was the Eastern warrior who killed our archbishop, he is the butcher!"

"United, we must seek revenge on the Dongfang warriors, Huaxia people! We must kill that Huaxia man named Mo Nan!"

Among the many voices, suddenly an old voice came into Mo Nan's ears.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw an old man from the East walking into the air with a dozen old priests in white robes. This is also the first time since Monan came back to see an earthling flying like this.

"Damn, wicked bloodthirsty!

The old man from the East was wearing a robe, a crown on his head, and a thin face, he was grief-stricken and said loudly: "Butcher, you have come to my Bright Sect to kill so many oracles who want to enlighten you, you are already hopeless! Today is really a unfortunate day for our Bright Sect!"

"Are you the Pope?" Mo Nan's expression was grim, and he didn't expect the Pope to be an old man from the East.

"Our Bright Holy See does not distinguish between men and women, high and low, or race, but we can't allow a demon like you to live!" The old man of the East suddenly shouted, and said to the priest beside him: "As the Pope, I am guilty of letting the disciples be killed in vain!"

Mo Nan frowned, he had always thought that the Pope would be the kind of person who was very powerful, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to expand the Holy See of Light to such a powerful level. However, the pope in front of him is a hypocritical old man.

Mo Nan's nose moved, and he said, "The breath on your body, you are the one who walked out of the bronze gate of the Himalayas!"

The Pope's face changed, his eyes shot a sharp look, and he suddenly smiled, as if he didn't want to disguise anymore.

"It seems that you have been there too! More than 8,000 years, more than 8,000 years, why should I be trapped there to guard that place for him? Hahaha, he is dead, this world is mine! You can't stop it!" The breath on the Pope's body became colder and colder, and the priests next to him were startled by the sudden cold, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"Who is he? Who has kept you there for more than 8,000 years?, guarding the Twelve Illusions?" asked Monan.

"Hahaha, why should I tell you? Huaxia is exhausted!" There seemed to be a thousand hatreds in the Pope's chest, his original emaciated and withered face was almost distorted when he became angry.

Mo Nan's heart trembled, the aura exuded by this Pope of Light was not a light wish at all, but an ancient, mysterious ancient mental method.

It's not the first time Mo Nan has felt this kind of breath.

When he was still in Jiangdu, he had obtained the golden mantra "The dragon fights in the wilderness, and its blood is yellow!", and now, the Pope exudes this ancient atmosphere.

Moreover, it is even more mysterious and ancient than the original golden mantra......

When Mo Nan obtained the golden mantra, he felt strange, how could there be such an ancient secret technique of refining the body in Huaxia, and even he, the emperor, was interested.

Could it be that there were also powerful people in ancient China? Otherwise, how could this pope in front of him be trapped for 8,000 years? That is, the history of China is only a record of 5,000 years!

"Who are you?"

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