In his previous life, Fang Mo had been in contact with a sect similar to the Heavenly Charm Sect, and he also had a certain understanding of this kind of cultivation system that could obtain great power with the help of God Kings or True Gods, but there were not many people who could obtain great power, because most of them were people who had entered the Zen Realm or demon beasts pretending to be gods and ghosts on an asteroid, and it was the first time he had seen a sect like the Heavenly Charm Sect that had a strong person who could cultivate a strong person who could compete with the peak power of the Zen Realm.

It's not that Fang Mo is short-sighted, but at this time in his previous life, he was still on the Wind Star, and the cultivation realm is vast, even Immortal Venerable doesn't dare to say that he knows everything about the cultivation realm.

Now facing the Pope who could easily defeat Fang Ling, Fang Mo also cheered up his spirit.

The Pope waved his scepter, did not attack, but signaled that Fang Mo could strike first, Fang Mo chuckled, his figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already come behind the Pope, and the Star Dragon Sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out, how did he expect that the Pope seemed to have already seen through Fang Mo's tricks, and the scepter flipped back to block the attack of the Star Dragon Sword, and there were words in his mouth: "God King favor, Ring of Resistance!"

Suddenly, a powerful force pushed Fang Mo out, no matter how he mobilized the aura in his body, he couldn't stop his body from retreating, and it wasn't until he and the Pope opened a distance of ten meters that this mysterious power suddenly disappeared.

Fang Mo took a step forward, once again feeling the resistance of the powerful force, if he didn't retreat in time, he would inevitably be pushed away again, and in desperation, Fang Mo could only take a step back, keeping a distance of ten meters from the Pope.

The Pope made a successful move and waved his scepter again, "God King favors, God punishes!"

A golden light fell from the sky, quite a bit of thunder tribulation, Fang Mo saw the power of the ring of resistance, he didn't dare to be careless in the face of the golden divine punishment, waved his hand to play the magic trick, there were bursts of fluctuations above his head, the golden divine punishment disappeared, but it had been transferred to other spatial turbulence by Fang Mo with spatial divine power.

After dissolving the golden divine punishment, Fang Mo played the magic trick again, and the aura fluctuation also appeared on the Pope's head, intending to pull the Pope into another space, trying to cut off the connection between the Pope and the God King, but saw the Pope withdraw the scepter, "God King favors, destroy evil and eliminate filth!"

Defeating Fang Ling just now, it was this trick that was used, and now that he used it again, Fang Mo really felt that the aura in his body quickly dissipated, his body was heavy, and even the aura fluctuations above the Pope had disappeared.

The monk has no aura, and his combat power has to be removed ninety, if it is coupled with the weakness of his body, it will become a fish meat that can be slaughtered, Fang Mo is in this situation now, even if there are five elements circulation and aura vortex in his body, he can't stop the speed of aura dissipation, in just a few seconds, the aura in his body will dissipate, and the star dragon sword that originally wielded freely has also become heavy.

The Pope withdrew his scepter, "Fang Mo, you are not my opponent. Under the light of the God-King, all filth will be hidden. If you continue to be obsessed, you will be punished by the King of God. ”

Fang Mo chuckled, casually stabbed the Star Dragon Sword into the ground, and completely let go of his defense, allowing the aura that had just been transformed by the five elements circulation in his body to dissipate, and just walked in front of the Pope step by step, "If Fang Mou's expectation is good, the evil and defilement you performed is not clever, it is just to let the god king you believe in disperse the aura around Fang Mou to achieve the purpose you want, then when Fang Mou comes to you, will you also be affected by the evil and defilement?" If you are also affected, then in the eyes of this so-called god-king, have you also become an evil thing?"

As Fang Mo approached step by step, the Pope's face gradually turned red, until finally, his right hand holding the scepter suddenly drooped, but it was no longer able to support the weight of the scepter.

As the scepter fell, Fang Mo felt the rapid recovery of the aura in his body, and with a flip of his right hand, the Star Dragon Sword suddenly appeared, stabbing at the Pope's heart from bottom to top, the Pope didn't have time to adjust, and hurriedly dodged, but he was still slashed by the Star Dragon Sword, leaving a deep hole in his chest that was deep and bone-seeing.

In terms of exquisite swordsmanship, a hundred popes are not as good as Shang Mo, but Fang Mo did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but took a few steps back to distance himself from the pope, "You are not a monk, your physical strength is different from Fang Mou, Fang Mou does not take advantage of you, start over." ”

The Pope waved his scepter, and a golden light fell from the sky, and the wound on his chest instantly recovered, restoring his former majesty, "The God King favors, the Divine Mountain is overwhelming!"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Mo felt that his body suddenly became heavy, and his every move became extremely difficult, but there was no fluctuation in the surrounding aura, and there was no way to crack it, and the Pope waved his scepter again, "The God King favors, the God King is angry!"

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed color, and thunder appeared, mixed with countless golden divine punishments falling from the sky, directly slashing Fang Mo.

Fang Mo was incapacitated, and he continuously played the magic trick, and an independent space appeared above his head, blocking the golden divine punishment that fell from the sky, but this time the golden divine punishment seemed to be endless, without stopping, after a full five minutes, Fang Mo already felt the difficulty, no matter how powerful the spatial divine power was, it also needed the spiritual energy as support, now the independent space has endured too many attacks, if it continues, it will soon reach a critical point, and the independent space will disappear, and then Fang Mo will use his body to fight against these countless golden divine punishments!

The moment Fang Mo felt the pressure, the independent space suddenly disappeared, and countless golden divine punishments fell from the sky, completely submerging Fang Mo......

"Boss!!" Fang Ling & Qinglong.

"Fang Mo!!" Luo Shuxian.

When Xi Yao called out Fang Mo's name, she rushed forward regardless of her own safety, knowing that she was invincible, but she still wanted to work hard to save Fang Mo.

Xuanjing saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, but in the face of this golden divine punishment, he didn't dare to touch it easily.

The Pope hurriedly withdrew the scepter, but the golden divine punishment that had appeared in the sky would not disappear, and still slashed down mercilessly, seeing that Xi Yao was about to be overwhelmed by this golden divine punishment, but suddenly saw a figure flash, taking Xi Yao out of the attack range of the golden divine punishment, everyone fixed their eyes and saw that it was still Fang Mo!

"Fang Mo, you're okay!"

Xi Yao didn't care about her own safety, she only had Fang Mo in her heart, and Luo Shuxian also rushed up, looking concerned.

"This level of attack can't hurt me. Fang Mo smiled, and once again came to the Pope, he was already extremely careful in his heart, if he hadn't used the Source Fire Clone in time just now to get out of the weird "Divine Mountain Pressing Peak", I am afraid that he would really be seriously injured under the Golden God Punishment.

"Next, this Fang Mou has made a move!" Fang Mo raised the Star Dragon Sword and pointed directly at the Pope, "This time, Fang Mou will not keep his hand again!"

The Pope put away his scepter, "No need, Fang Mo, you won." ”