Chapter Forty-Nine: The Holy Lord

The person who came was naturally Luo Tian.

He sensed that William Cong collided with an aura that was stronger than him, so he sped up and rushed with all his might.

Sealand is not big, but it takes a lot of effort to walk.

Luo Tian, who arrived, looked at the miserable William Cong and couldn't help but smile.

Turning to look at the archbishop who had withdrawn.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse.

Isn't this the alien clan of the demon world? Why does this Xilan always have a vague connection with the demon world?

Is it a coincidence or?

Luo Tian felt more and more that Sealand was worth exploring on his own.

Luo Tian decided that after being busy with the affairs of Huaxia, he must come to this Xilan to explore.

As for the moment.

Luo Tian's gaze fell on the archbishop in front of him.

"My lord, I don't know what's so important about coming here. ”

The archbishop sweated on his forehead.

His naturally powerful sixth sense was frantically telling him how terrifying the young man in front of him really was.

From the moment he saved this cultist's miscellaneous, the archbishop knew that he would not be able to kill this creature today, and he would not be able to get the magic staff.

But he still didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and asked tentatively.

"Oh, what about this man, now it's my subordinate, it's not good that you bully him like this. ”

Luo Tian narrowed his clear eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not disappear.

"Great... My lord, this person is an enemy of the congregation, and please look at the face of the Holy Lord and the synagogue. ”

The archbishop was about to continue, but was interrupted by Luo Tianyi with a wave of his hand.

"The Holy Lord and the synagogue have no face for me, and there is no other reason for you to live. ”

Luo Tian picked at his ears impatiently.

"My lord, the Holy Lord broke through the original level a few years ago and reached a higher realm!"

Really!

Luo Tian's guess was correct, since the vampire dukes had already reached the tribulation period.

This Holy Lord, who is not much weaker than the Duke, naturally cannot still stay in the late stage of forging gods.

Even Luo Tian felt that the late stage of forging gods that people thought before was just a means of the Holy Lord.

"Still no face. ”

Luo Tian spread his hands.

"No more, no more, I'm going to do it. ”

Luo Tian began to walk towards the archbishop in front of him step by step.

The archbishop, whose eyes were cloudy, gritted his teeth.

The protruding spikes on his body suddenly swelled, turning into deadly flying swords, all of which shot towards Luo Tian, who was slowly walking towards him.

His own body turned into a streamer and flew in the opposite direction.

It's just that after all the spikes broke away from the archbishop's body, the skin of the archbishop's whole body began to ooze blood, obviously, this is a life-saving means to hurt the enemy by injuring one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred.

It's really a strange race.

Luo Tian raised a hand behind his back, but the sword appeared on Luo Tian's right hand.

"Golden clusters. ”

Luo Tian's voice sounded faintly, and the surrounding white sword light appeared overwhelmingly, cutting through all the pitch-black spikes.

Luo Tian's figure also turned into a puff of green smoke and went straight to the archbishop who flew away.

The archbishop, who fled quickly, was using a secret method to transmit the Holy Lord,

The only hope he had to live now was the Holy Lord he thought was the most powerful.

As for the other archbishops, it seemed to him that one would die the other!

The tide of battle was quickly settled.

Only the smoke and the stunned William Cong in the protective cover indicate that there was once an overwhelming battle here.

In the tallest spire-like building in the Sealand capital, a man in a white robe closes his eyes.

Suddenly, a dark fog appeared and floated through the hall.

The white-robed man with a sense of sacredness slowly opened his eyes.

The pitch-black mist slowly dissolved, and it was the archbishop who had fled quickly.

"Holy Lord, there are masters, come to William Street quickly. ”

Just a few seconds of information.

The man in the white robe is the boss of the synagogue, the strongest person in Sealand at present, the Holy Lord!

After seeing the message of the gloomy archbishop, the Holy Lord looked up and pondered for a moment, then walked out of the minaret building with his hands on his chest.

At 174 William Street, in the capital of Sealand, the archbishop is hiding in the shadows in rough clothes,

His black robe cracked open as he transformed, and his skin was oozing blood as it went.

He was making a cross, praying to the god he feared, that the monster outside wouldn't find himself hiding here.

Luo Tian actually discovered the traces of the archbishop very early, and also knew that the archbishop was incarnating in the spirit and informed the so-called holy lord in the synagogue

He did not stop the archbishop's actions, the purpose was,

How good it is that the Holy Lord is here, so you don't have to waste time looking for it yourself.

There's no need to consult with the vampire marquis hiding in the shadows.

Directly clean up the Holy Lord, and the vampires will become the most loyal fans of the Saints.

The corners of Luo Tian's mouth curled slightly, and he turned his head to look in one direction, the direction where the Great Sanctuary of the Great Sanctuary was located.

Holy Lord, here it is.

A white streamer was like a meteor, piercing the blue sky.

The Saint Lord in a white robe slowly appeared in front of Luo Tian's eyes.

The Holy Lord was very young, and even looked about the same age as Luo Tian in this life.

The Holy Lord was also staring at Luo Tian, he couldn't believe that the dignified archbishop was chased and beaten by a hairy boy with a Chinese face.

Even inform yourself.

"You're the Holy Lord?"

Luo Tian was the first to speak, but as everyone knows, the Holy Lord did not pay attention to Luo Tian's words, but looked down at the place where the archbishop was hiding.

"That's the culprit for your crisis?"

The voice of the Holy Lord is very light and clear, and there is a feeling of not eating the fireworks of the world.

Luo Tian rolled his eyes, even when he was the Emperor Immortal in the Immortal Realm, he was not so arrogant.

This sixth sense is not as good as the archbishop he just hunted.

Underestimating the enemy is a way that Luo Tian will never make against the enemy at any time.

It seems that I really think highly of this holy lord.

Since this Holy Lord didn't mean to be polite to himself, Luo Tian didn't talk nonsense.

However, the sword appeared in Luo Tian's hand.

"It's really a Chinese person, and the weapons are good. ”

The Holy Lord finally spoke to Luo Tian.

It's just that the Holy Lord's attention is completely focused on Luo Tian's Nai He Sword.

"If you give me this Huaxia weapon, I can spare you from dying, but the Red Cardinal Cultist who was sentenced out of the synagogue must die. ”

The voice of the Holy Lord was quite haughty.

"Full house, open the wind. ”

Luo Tian didn't talk nonsense with this so-called holy lord anymore, he directly started with swordsmanship, he didn't use the free immortal qi, because for him, it was really a bit of a waste for this kind of opponent to use his own immortal qi.

A sharp sword light appeared in front of the Holy Lord.

"Ling Guangbu!"

The Holy Lord drank lightly, and actually dodged Luo Tian's sword, only grazing the left cheek of the Holy Lord.

The realm of the late Mahayana period.

I don't know, I can take a few tricks.

Luo Tian's figure moved again, and the whole hall of gold mixed with monstrous sword intent rushed towards the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord's eyes froze, wiping the beads of blood that had slipped from his cheeks.

"It's so strong!"