A person who exuded a strong divine aura rushed in, but the aura emanating from his body was much more fierce than the priest's soft aura, full of murderous intent and rage.

Looking at the gloomy clouds and mist in front of him, and the wailing continued, Camillo frowned, such a strong otherworldly aura was beyond his expectations.

"Fell, are you still alive?" Camillo shouted into the mist, and the sound was passed far away with the strong holy power, and the obvious dark clouds rolled and shrank inward, revealing a trace of the situation inside.

A faint glimmer of light appeared in the clouds, and a faint holy power leaked out of it. Camillo's gloomy face finally quietly recovered, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly.

In terms of realm, Fair is still above him, and the strength of the holy power is not comparable to him, but what he pursues is combat power, the ultimate combat power. If he and Phil had made a move, he would have been able to defeat his opponent in less than ten rounds, but if he had supported himself in this cloud, he would not be able to beat Phil by ten.

The staff was raised above his head, and the holy aura suddenly enveloped him, and the pure and surging holy power condensed a white aura on his body, and a breathtaking momentum emanated from him.

"Woo~"

In the clouds, it seemed that the threat on Camillo's body was felt, and there was an astonishingly creepy scream, like a cold wind in the wax moon, and the listener was cold from head to toe.

"The rich breath of death, the cold breath, the rolling gray clouds, this is the breath of the underworld, ghosts, undead, demons, such ghosts and ghosts do not want to commit murder in front of the holy light." Camillo roared angrily, and the white light on his body condensed, converging into a circle of light and magnifying violently, and the transparent crystal cane suddenly became dazzling, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

The thick clouds rolled over Camillo, and wherever they passed, sneering black smoke rose from the ground, and the gray-white ground became pitch black and rotten, and a pungent smell spread.

"Disperse, and under the light of God, all evil things will have nowhere to hide, and be purified in the glory of God." With the crisp chanting, the white light on Camillo's body became more and more intense, and the air around him was distorted, and circles of white fluctuations emanated, and surging holy power enveloped his whole body.

The crystal cane, which had turned milky white, bloomed around him with a white halo, and a pillar of light shot out from his staff.

"Huh"

The pillar of light pierced through the tumbling clouds at once, and the life-devouring, terrifying clouds were dispersed.

The pillar of light was castrated, and continued to shoot in the direction of the gladiatorial arena, towards the thickest place in the center of the clouds.

The black mist seemed to have wisdom and knew how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and spread around the pillar of light, like a big ring, and the straight pillar of light went straight through, but the cloud and mist at the edge quietly touched the pillar of light and melted like ice and snow, and then most of the pillars of light hit the empty space.

When the clouds dispersed, part of the scene inside was revealed, and I saw Fell holding up an all-round divine shield to resist the erosion of this strange cloud, his pale face was covered with sweat, and the light of the holy light shield was also faintly flickering, and it looked like it couldn't last long.

As soon as the black mist comes into contact with the shield full of divine aura, it will melt and not hurt Fer, but supporting the shield requires the consumption of Fer's divine power, and the continuous erosion of the black mist in all directions, how much divine power needs to be consumed, Fer can support it so far is already his limit.

The weak body shook a little, and immediately stood firm again, the double exhaustion of body and spirit hit his nerves wave after wave, at this time he had already regretted it, she was so terrible. Just when Fell was about to lose his support, suddenly the black mist around him quickly moved in other directions, and the surrounding light shone on his face. Looking back, against the background of the shrouded clouds, the holy power on Camillo's body soared straight into the sky like wolf smoke, eye-catching and dazzling.

Wish! Hope came, and God did not abandon him. Phil's original resigned heart suddenly passed again, the surrounding holy light shield shrank, and the surrounding clouds and mist suddenly approached, looking even more dangerous. The black cloud was untouchable, when he just entered the gladiatorial arena, he saw a guard who was touched by the black mist, his skin immediately festered and bubbled, and the disgusting pus overflowed, and he still remembered the tragic situation of the guard, and there was no bone residue left until the end.

"Fell!"

Camillo screamed excitedly, regardless of whether the other party could hear it or not.

Then he held the scepter in his hand tightly and pressed it to his forehead, and from the blow just now, he could see a lot of things. Fell failed, and instead of capturing the alien, he put himself in it. Second, the cloud was alive and under alien control. Third, the alien race is hiding in that dark cloud, if it is not dispersed, let alone arresting the alien race, the entire underground world will become a hell on earth.

He is good at fighting, the holy power is condensed, and the magic is powerful, but it is not suitable for purifying and dispersing such things, so he can only ask the archbishop for support.

In another place, a magician flying in mid-air was a little impatient and surrounded in large quantities, and the spiritual power that spread out was offset by the fluctuations of the battles everywhere, and the cracks everywhere on the ground were even more mouths that consumed a lot of spiritual power. Lina clasped her hands to her chest and stopped in the air with a puff.

"Oh my God, what kind of is this, and where the hell is the exit?"

There were collapsed passages, ruined houses, and a fragmented pavement with many more things that used to belong to the ceiling, making the pavement even more chaotic.

Lena, she's lost!

She has been the darling of the family since she was a child, and she has been a succession of servants wherever she goes, with many maids. Later, it was discovered that he was amazingly talented, and after learning magic, he basically only went back and forth between various magic towers, and he also walked in a teleportation array. This was her first solo trip, no, not alone, with Shirley with her. So her bad sense of direction has not been exposed.

And now, Lena has been wandering around the underground world for a long time, and she hasn't found an exit, which is a good proof. Most of the exits are not obvious, and they are set up in the form of secret doors, which are guarded by hidden personnel, and can be closed as soon as there is an invasion by foreign enemies. However, the violent demolition of the church has destroyed many of the exits, and the exits when Lena came are estimated to have been buried under rubble.

As for asking someone, every time someone fights, Lena rushes over and no one pays attention to her. When she wants to use violence to ask for an exit, the church people usually ignore her, and Lena can't take the initiative to attack the church people, otherwise she will be targeted by the church. So she wanted to grab someone else to ask, but every time she shot down someone, the Holy Knight of the Church would immediately go up and make up for a sword, which made her very mad.

While Lena is jumping on her feet, Ryan is also faced with a choice.

"Ryan, you should know that I value you very much, and this fighting skill is just the first gift I gave you, can't you think about it again?" Rick still didn't give up, and used the benefits to win over Ryan.

"If you want to set up a flexible organization like a mercenary group, you can count me as one, but if you want to dominate one side, I have no interest in that." Once again, Ryan declined Reek's invitation.

"I'm sorry for this fight. If I can, I can do one thing for you in the future to compensate you within my means. ”

"Hahaha!" Rick looked up to the sky and laughed, "Ryan, your stubbornness is beyond my imagination, since you are so uncooperative, I can only take tough measures." ”

Ryan pulled out his long sword and looked at Rick coldly, Al was also holding the dagger back, his body was half-crouching, and he looked like he could shoot at any time. The three guards behind Rick were also preoccupied, eyeing each other, and since it had reached the point where it had reached the point where it had been, it was very common for both sides to tear their faces.

"Ryan, Ryan, why can't you just stay and help me, do you have to make trouble here?" Rick's gloomy face was hideous.

"You know it should be my answer." Ryan looked at the other party coldly, if Lek did it, then he would not have a little burden in his heart, not to mention that the other party had used the problematic anti-saprophytic muscle cream to plot against him before.

"Hehehe" Rick laughed again, but his voice was very cold, without a trace of warmth, and repeated persuasion to no avail made him extremely angry, so he planned to use strong means to recover the two people in front of him, and also to teach them a lesson.

"I'm going to live." With a wave of his hand, the two guards behind him rushed out with a whoosh, and at the same time pulled out the delicate hand crossbow.

Ryan and Al split up on each other.

Ryan's opponent used a long stick, carved with clouds and flowing water, and the two sections of the stick were also engraved with magic arrays, which were extremely flexible when dancing, and the place where the long stick passed was like rippling water, surging waves. Even if he wasn't swept away, the invisible stream of water would still hit Ryan. Like a wave crashing on his chest, Ryan's body was red and swollen in a few moments.

Al's opponent wears a pair of knuckles on both hands, and moves agilely, fighting close to Al, daggers and sharp knuckles collide with each other, rubbing sparks, and similarly, El is suppressed at a disadvantage.

"You two should do things for me obediently, they are specially selected by me to target the two of you, don't do unnecessary resistance." Rick said proudly, the crossbow in his hand pointing the arrow at Ryan or Al intentionally or unintentionally, and then quickly moved away.

Although he doesn't launch, the effect of doing so is greater, Ryan and Al have more scruples, they are not opponents in the first place, they are coerced by Jack like this, and they have to be distracted to pay attention to Rick's movements, it is difficult to be undefeated.

"Rek, you despicable fellow, you kind of come out and fight me, if you win, I will stay to help you and establish your power." Ryan was sweating profusely and shouted to Reek.

"Hehe, I'll think about it!"