"You... Today, we will punish you, a cultist, in the name of the Holy Lord and God!"

The person who spoke in front of William Cong was the newly appointed Red Bishop.

He is a red bishop, and he only has the cultivation of the Void Realm, but in his eyes, the Cong William in front of him is the same as his realm, and he doesn't know that Cong William has not only broken through the Void Realm a long time ago, but also obtained a Fan Suo Holy Staff.

After William Cong obtained the Holy Staff, Fan Suo worked day and night, in addition to cultivation, to study the use of the staff.

Even if he has studied until now and broken through to the God Forging Stage, William Cong has only learned a little bit about the staff.

It can be seen how powerful this staff given by the saint is!

"Bishop Polly, it feels good to sit in the position of the Red Bishop. ”

William Cong stopped talking nonsense and walked slowly towards Bishop Poli in front of him.

William Cong's expression was a little grim, it was this bishop named Polly at the beginning, and after he achieved the cultivation of the Red Bishop, he began to squeeze William Cong, saying that he was a foreigner, and that his blood was not pure, which was a blasphemy against God and the Holy Lord!

This made William Cong, who was originally very respectful of God and the Holy Lord, feel that the synagogue had changed.

Corruption and vanity, which were not there before, appeared in the synagogue that should be pure and kind.

Everything that happened after that made William Cong even more disheartened.

This included the sudden massacre of vampires in the synagogue, and the death of a vampire clansman, young and old, regardless of gender.

"Holy Light Chanting!"

Bishop Poli didn't panic at all, because he knew that William Cong was at the same level as him, and even a little lower.

A snow-white true qi rippled from Bishop Poli's body.

Chanting of the Light is a skill that every believer in the synagogue knows, a practice taught by their Holy Lord. This is one of the reasons why synagogues are powerful.

It is said to cleanse oneself of evil and purify oneself.

William Cong naturally knows this exercise, but now he disdains to use it.

For one thing, he hated the synagogue today. Second, any of the exercises inscribed on Fan Suo's holy scepter are better than the Holy Light Chanting.

Looking at the white light slowly approaching him, William Cong couldn't help but smile.

Once upon a time, he was still in front of the so-called Red Bishop in front of him.

Once upon a time, I was still bitterly sorry for losing my position as a red bishop.

Once upon a time, I was still ashamed of my average Chinese ancestry.

Fortunately, I made the right bet.

Fortunately, I listened to my mother's words and went to Huaxia to fight.

Huaxia is indeed a country with hidden dragons and crouching tigers!

Just as William Cong was in a fugue, the white turbid true qi was about to touch William Cong's body.

And with it came the smiling Bishop Poli!

This kid in front of him, is he scared stupid, he didn't move, and he was a dead target for me.

It would have taken a lot of effort to clean up this kid.

Bishop Poli thought to himself, and the white true qi poured out one after another.

He was calculating, in a few seconds, the kid named William Cong in front of him would be purified by himself.

He will do another meritorious service to the synagogue, and with a little elaboration, the father of this cultist boy will definitely be expelled from Sealand.

And the beautiful mother of this kid will be able to be her own.

The sinister smile on Bishop Poli's face reached the extreme,

He saw the cultist kid in front of him move.

It was unremarkable, without the slightest fluctuation of true qi.

It's just that a staff appeared out of thin air, and there is nothing too brilliant about it.

"Haha, die, boy!"

Bishop Poli roared, pushing all the white true qi around him with a hint of purification towards Cong William.

The strong true qi, no, it should be said that the immortal qi, poured into the Fan Suo staff from William Cong.

The pitch-black staff glowed with golden light.

Golden immortal qi poured out from the tip of Fan Suo's staff again, carrying some obscure words, turning into golden chains.

The white turbid true qi melted like ice and snow when it touched the golden chain.

Bishop Polly was frightened and hurriedly retreated.

What a powerful and powerful True Qi! My True Qi is no match for this majestic True Qi at all.

Bishop Polly only thought that William Cong had gotten an opportunity out of nowhere that had improved the purity of his true qi.

It was only a little more serious, and the white true qi gushed out like a desperate death, wrapped around Bishop Poli's right hand,

He's going to take the golden chains!

He wants this cultist kid to know how big the difference in strength between the two of them is!

He saw it, the cultist boy, and slowly turned around.

William Cong is full of confidence in his blow.

The red bishop in front of him dared to pick it up with his hands?

He really doesn't know how big the gap between the two of us is now!

The golden, glittering chains of ancient scripts flew swiftly into Bishop Poli's hand.

The palm that radiated white true qi was quickly wrapped around the golden chain!

"This 。。 What is this!"

Bishop Polly was shocked, his whole body was quickly wrapped in golden chains.

"Cultist, let me go, there's an archbishop nearby! If I die, they won't let you go!"

Bishop Poli viciously threatens William Cong.

"Well, I just want the archbishop to come over, just you, I haven't killed enough. ”

William Cong, who turned around, tilted his head and smiled.

"You... If you let me go, I'll give you back the position of the Red Bishop!"

Seeing that the hard one was not working, Bishop Poli's tone softened.

But he didn't feel the chains loosen in the slightest.

On the contrary, the chains became tighter and tighter, and there were more streams of strong true qi, which slowly seeped into Bishop Poli's body.

"Ah, what is this, ah!!"

Bishop Polly began to scream, and William Cong walked to the chair and sat down, shaking the wine glass, enjoying it slowly.

"I know what you've done behind your back, and I know what you're trying to do, so no amount of measures can stop me from killing you. ”

In addition to banter, William Cong's tone also contained monstrous anger.

"Really, heretic, I can't stop it?"

Suddenly, a dark voice came from the shadows of the room.

William Cong's expression changed, and he sat up from his chair, not noticing the drop of the red wine glass in his hand.

There is only one possibility that can appear in the room quietly without being noticed by yourself, the other party is stronger than yourself!

Listening to his tone, he must be his own enemy!

The staff reappeared in William Cong's hand.

He stared at the shadow.

A figure gradually emerged.

"Archbishop!"

Bishop Poli's voice was hoarse, but full of triumph at being rescued.

William Cong didn't look at the Bishop Poli, but just waved his staff, and the golden chains suddenly tightened.

Bishop Poli, who was in the middle of it, was naturally dead!

The figure in the shadows walked out, wearing a black robe that was a little dazzling.

William Cong knew that he was afraid that he was in trouble.