The moment Solomon reconnects with the Golden Pages, the battle between him and Nanhuazi becomes a battle for the Golden Pages. This kind of battle is categorically intolerable for the slightest distraction, and a single negligence will be overwhelmingly advantaged by the other party, thus completely losing the copy rubbing.

Therefore, the two of them froze in the air at the same time, in addition to casting spells on the ball of light, it was already the limit to use words as weapons to fight a few words. No one can afford to use an attack directly against the opponent's body, because at the moment when the attack is brewing, the distraction brought by it will make the battle for the copy rubbing lose suspense. Neither side wants to take this risk unless absolutely necessary.

Unless, there is an external force that intervenes in this delicate balance.

Nanhuazi felt a little embarrassed, and he felt awkward and helpless: he didn't expect that in the end, he would have to rely on Feng Yuzi to make a final decision, and this matter would definitely be talked about by her for a long time. That's it, who called me an incompetent master? She likes to say it, let her say it. Calculating the time, Feng Yuzi should almost make a move at this time. I have to be ready to take advantage of this moment.

Zhuang Fengyu stood on the roof below, squinting at the two facing each other in the air. "Master, hehe, don't you want to rely on me?" a smile was hooked at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes became more and more calm and composed. She slowly moved her position around the rooftop, constantly adjusting the angle of her attacks and the direction of her shots to make sure nothing was wrong.

A wisp of red flame quietly condensed in Zhuang Fengyu's palm, and the flame contained an astonishing murderous aura like a storm, making it impossible to tell whether it was a flame or a killing intent burning. Zhuang Fengyu took a slight breath and shouted: "Get up!"

Before the clear voice spread, there was already a long wind in the air, Zhuang Fengyu twisted his waist and turned around, raised his finger to the sky, and the red flames greeted the wind, accompanied by an awe-inspiring murderous aura that instantly dyed half of the sky. Zhuang Fengyu secretly recited the incantation, shook his palm suddenly, and the moment his five fingers were together, the flames in the sky also fiercely killed Solomon.

At the moment when Zhuang Fengyu made a move, Solomon had already sensed this interference from the outside world. He didn't know if it was friend or foe or just a passerby, but he had prepared for the worst. Almost at the same time as Zhuang Fengyu made a move, Solomon's magic changed, and he used the part under his control to suddenly urge the last step of the copy rubbing refining that had been interrupted by Nanhuazi's horizontal intervention. The ball of light wrapped in the golden pages instantly shone brightly.

The rubbings of the copy had already established an absolute connection with hundreds of thousands of believers in the Kirdashan Retreat when they had absorbed the Hurricane of Condensed Light before, and now, under the manipulation of Solomon, based on the connection of the power of faith, the golden pages have built a passage across space and directly to the heart, and a great attraction has suddenly been born. All the believers of Mount Kida Retreat feel an incomparable calling from the depths of their hearts, full of joy and willing to give their lives, their minds, and everything they have, to join them, to embrace the supreme being, which is the divine heaven, the source of all pleasure, the destination of their dreams.

In order to induce this final step, Solomon fell in an instant in the battle for control of the Golden Pages. He was gambling, Zhuang Fengyu's shot put him in an absolutely disadvantageous situation, once the flames came, he would definitely lose, so he had to make a quick decision and take the initiative to change by retreating.

In this case, Nanhuazi can of course take advantage of the situation to control the golden pages, but in doing so, the process of this final step will be irreversible, and hundreds of thousands of victims will either lose their lives directly, or become walking dead in a vegetative state, and at the lightest will have a nervous breakdown and insaneness. Moreover, although most of the simultaneous impact of hundreds of thousands of thoughts was borne by the golden pages themselves, Nanhuazi had to bear part of the impact at the same time if he wanted to continue to control the golden pages in this process.

Solomon's bet is that Nanhuazi will show flaws when he bears this impact, and the completion of the last step will take a certain amount of time, so that Solomon can deal with Zhuang Fengyu first, and then make a comeback to use Nanhuazi's flaws to fight for the copy rubbing. But if Nanhuazi can withstand this impact perfectly, then he, Solomon, will never have a chance to get his hands on this copy rubbing.

Zhuang Fengyu's murderous red flames surrounded Solomon, and in the firelight in the sky, the golden pages suddenly dragged a long white light to the sky. Nanhuazi was discouraged, and resolutely chose to forcibly stop the last step of absorbing believers to give everything. Then, at the moment of Solomon's return, he shattered the golden pages, and both of them lost contact with the rubbings in an instant. Nanhuazi was full of murder and rushed straight to Solomon.

Originally, Zhuang Fengyu was going to make a move Nanhuazi already felt that he had lost face, and then he was forced by Solomon to retreat and advance, and was led by the other party's nose, although Nanhuazi was very sure that he could withstand the final impact, but he was really unhappy in his heart, he simply didn't do anything, no one wanted it, and directly threw the golden book leaves away, and turned to a head-on fight to determine the winner and belong. Fang Cai was still fighting with the golden pages as the battlefield, and in an instant, Nanhuazi was turned into a frontal battle of blood and fire in response to the situation.

Solomon didn't expect Nanhuazi to choose like this, but this change is exactly what he wants, and the competition between the two sides for the copy rubbing is once again at the starting point, which is undoubtedly a much greater chance than betting on Nanhuazi's flaws. What is there to fear when fighting head-on? Solomon's eyes were blazing with war. It seemed that an infinite amount of holy light radiated from him, pure, rich, flowing through the void like a liquid. His face was like a marble god in the light, solemn, holy, loving, wise...... But all the good things that human beings can imagine are enough. In the holy light, countless believers bowed and worshipped, and fanatical thoughts boiled and went crazy around him. Everywhere the light is there, and fanatical thoughts are frantically eroded, forcing all people and things to submit to him.

Zhuang Fengyu's flames collapsed and retreated before they could touch the holy light, and they were not enemies at all. Solomon looked at Nanhuazi who was rushing head-on, and with a thought, the holy light condensed into three swords of judgment hanging high in the sky, slashing in the air, slashing all sins that dared not to surrender to the holy light with endless solemnity.

"Joke!"

Nan Huazi laughed loudly, and did not hide from it, and met the three swords of judgment head-on. The long sword of light slashed at one place, and the air exploded again and again, and even the void seemed to shake at this moment.