In the air, the sea of holy light disappeared with the Pope, as if it had never appeared, and the falling full moon also shattered, and countless fragments fell like raindrops, and at the core of the full moon, the pale Tianyue True Monarch gently wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and then slowly flew backwards without saying a word. ,!

From inside and outside, the spectators were stunned, and the change in a moment came so quickly that people couldn't even tell what was going on with the current situation, whether Tianyue had won or the Pope had won?

If the Pope wins, why is Tianyue, a heretic, still alive? And if Tianyue wins, with his mad dog-like surname, how can he be so silent? Even when he was seriously wounded, he would boast of his victory.

And just when everyone was confused, a person slowly flew from the Kyushu side, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and immortal wind bones, it was Feng Yin, the supreme person in charge of the Kyushu monks in the Xiyi Continent.

"Please teach the next person to go into battle."

The voice of the wind chanting real person was soft and gentle, like a breeze blowing on the face, but between the openings, everyone in a radius of thousands of miles felt that the voice was clear and recognizable, as if in the ears, showing quite a lot of mana, but it was not as flamboyant and wild as Tianyue.

It's just that the wind chant dwells in the air and opens to fight, but there is no response from the Holy Light Sect's side for a long time, and it is not until a long time later that several bishops in the holy cathedral stuck in the sand and earth speak: "The result of the last battle is not scored, and it is not the turn of the next person to fight"

Feng Yin smiled and ignored it, because just as the bishops were questioning, another person in the Holy Cathedral stood up and walked slowly like a pope, but with each step, it crossed a distance of hundreds of kilometers, and after three steps, he walked in front of Feng Yin.

The man was dressed in a golden-red cloak, with a crown on his head and a scepter, exactly what the Pope was dressed like. And with his appearance, the cheers of tens of millions of people boiled.

But the cheers stopped abruptly after a moment, because it was discovered that the man was not Pope Billy III, but the second man of the Holy Light Cult, the Prophet Helrington, but why did the scepter, crown, and robe, which symbolize the authority of the Pope, appear on him?

Prophet Herrington and Pope Billy have been friends for many years, Billy has stepped from the grassroots to the peak of the Holy Light Cult, and Prophet Harrington has made great contributions, if you want to rebel, you won't wait until now, so ......

Finally, in the midst of consternation, people realized that Pope Billy III had really fallen.

Fortunately, with his best friend Helrington here, the Pope's position will not be vacant, and inheriting the Pope's scepter and crown, Helrington's strength will not be much worse than Billy's.

"Good calculation."

In silence, Herrington spoke coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent. This prophet, who had always been modest and low-key, was boiling with anger at this time.

"You had already calculated that the ghosts under the Holy City would be haunted at this time, so you specially chose to start a war today. You calculated that the Yin Spirit would be embarrassed to annihilate you, so let the evil demon of Tianyue unleash a killing move, using the entire continent as a hostage to force him to carry it, so that he had to use the power of the Holy City to summon the Sea of Holy Light, and the conspiracy was one step at a time, you claim to fight alone, but in fact it is two against one, which is really despicable and shameless."

Hearing these words, everyone present was stunned.

It's no wonder that Tianyue was silent after his victory, after all, he also knew that he was invincible, and he still relied on the strength of the Spirit Sword Sect, which had old grudges.

However, these words also confirm that Pope Billy III has really fallen, and the first war ...... It's really the Kyushu people who won, although, this victory is really a bit despicable.

"Despicable? If it is said that the Tianyue Daoist has used a little bit of the power of scheming to count it as two enemies and one, how should the Pope of your religion count it with the help of the faith power of hundreds of millions of believers? Feng Yin did not show weakness, "I am willing to gamble and lose, is your sect planning to regret it?" ”

The Prophet Herrington waved his scepter: "No, I want you to know the word, because of your vileness and shamelessness, after two wars, you will wear thorns and shackles, and bow down before the Holy Cathedral for ten thousand years, and repent of your sins."

Feng Yin no longer talked nonsense: "Let's wait and see." ”

Herrington waved his scepter, and the space around him became thick and condensed, and countless illusions lingered around the two of them, and people could vaguely see that in the illusions, the real people of the wind were covered in blood, and they were torn apart by the purification of the holy light.

It was seen that the Kyushu side was completely annihilated, and several leaders knelt in front of the church of the Holy Light with shackles.

People saw that the sea of holy light had once again descended on the Xiyi Continent, and the supreme light had purified all heretics

Helrington roared, "I have seen the future, and that is the future that you destroyed"

With the roar, the surrounding illusions changed rapidly, and finally stopped at the scene where the wind chant was purified by the holy light, and thousands of virtual images gradually condensed, as if they were about to turn from virtual to real, and to confuse the real with the false.

"The Great Prophecy, This is the Great Prophecy of the Prophets"

Many people in the church exclaimed, the prophet Herrington had not taken a serious action for many years, and now that he had inherited the power of the Pope, the power of the Great Prophecy was even stronger than before. Herrington's eyes seemed to be able to really perceive the cause and effect line of this world, and control it with clever hands to directly change fate.

This is no longer just a legendary trick, but close to the gods.

At this time, even if they are not familiar with the strength system of the Xiyi Continent, they can also see its cleverness, and the monks who participated in the battle on the Kyushu side are all worried, even if Tianyue Zhenjun may not be able to resist this hand, although Feng Yin Zhenren is the head of the Five Absolute Sects, after all, he is only the peak of the gods......

However, Feng Yin himself was not in a hurry, and in the face of the illusion of oppression, he just waved his hand lightly and said a word.

"You're wrong."

The next moment, thousands of illusions vanished.

"You?" Herington was hit hard in the air, and he watched the wind groan incredulously, and then his expression gradually became solemn.

Previously, Pope Billy played against Tianyue Zhenjun, and Helington made several predictions before the battle, trying to gain a few advantages for the Pope, but the result was hidden behind a cloud of fog without exception, obviously deliberately disturbed by the masters. And now it seems that the person in front of him is the one who can disrupt his prophecy.

"You're the prophet over there in Kyushu?"

Feng Yin sighed when he heard this: "Prophet? I'm just an old thing who can't even tell the difference between the tea sword and the Nian sword, and I don't even dare to say that I can do it. ”

The conversation between the two of them is in their own local language, because when they reach their realm, they can speak with the law, and from the change of mana, the meaning can naturally be understood. For many spectators, however, the conversation between the two men seemed obscure.

A young monk who had come to watch the battle was really puzzled: "What is the real person of the wind chanting talking about? Although he has always been low-key and modest, he is ...... to the Xiyi people Is it necessary to be so modest? Hurry up and kill him and win the second game, it's good to be as cool as Tianyue Zhenjun."

As soon as the words fell, the master's slap fell on his head: "If you don't know how to talk less, do you think that Xiyi person is so easy to kill?" Do you think it's easy for Tianyue Zhenjun to kill the Pope? ”

For the elders and monks who watched the battle on this trip, these two battles could be called thrilling, the bright moon of the Heavenly Moon True Monarch was in the sky, and the Pope's summoning of the Sea of Holy Light was already a god-level means, even the aftermath could make them turn into primordial gods. Then the successor Pope Herrington seems to be weaker than Billy, but the great prophecy technique of the first shot is also infinitely powerful, directly from the level of cause and effect to obliterate the opponent, although the means are not as brilliant and righteous as the sea of holy light, but the power should not be underestimated at all, if anyone present, even the Tianyue True Monarch may not be able to take it.

Only Feng Yin Zhenren, a monk of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance who is famous for his Star Great Evolution Technique, can easily crack the opponent's causal attack...... No, it's not easy, that wave of your hand, I'm afraid you can extract more than half of the mana of the peak of the general god, no matter how powerful Feng Yin is, it can't be easy.

"You're amazing." Herrington said in a cold voice, "But there are too many powerful opponents that the Holy Light Sect has eliminated for thousands of years."

Feng Yin laughed: "Awesome? It's too much, I'm just a third-rate arithmetic, barely figuring out the future one or two steps in front of me, and no matter how far away, I can't do anything. ”

For Wind Yin's soft and hard attitude, Herrington didn't think he was humble and low-key, but a deep pride, so he decided not to talk nonsense with him anymore, he raised his scepter, and once again tried to use the supreme authority of the Holy Light to order cause and effect, but at this time, he listened to the wind and sighed.

"This pointless battle is almost over."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a row of silver flying swords flew out of his wide cuffs and pierced the sky, and at this time, the white and dark night left by Tianyue Zhenjun had not yet disappeared, and although the dark clouds above his head gradually dispersed, they still covered half of the sky. A row of flying swords pierced into the clouds, and the sky once again became like thick ink. In the next moment, the flying swords cracked one after another, turning into thousands of debris, dotted in the thick darkness, as dazzling as a galaxy.

"This is the move of the Contemptible Xingchen Sword Codex, please advise."

As the wind groaned, the sword in his right hand pointed at the lun, and the galaxy fell to the ground, turning into a refined silver giant sword and stabbing straight down.

Although it was with the help of the remaining spell of Tianyue True Monarch, the power of this sword was not much better than that of Mingyue in the sky. Hrington's face was extremely solemn, and the target of the Great Prophecy was also locked on this giant sword.

Then, he spoke in a deep voice, and his voice resounded in all directions.

"The blade of blasphemy will stand still in the face of the Light"

As he spoke, the Galaxy Sword seemed to freeze slightly for a moment.

"My gaze penetrates the river of time and witnesses the rise and fall of all things"

Around the sword, countless illusions spawned and swirled like fragments.

Eventually, Helrington slammed the scepter into the air: "And I, I have seen it collapse"

rumble

Thousands of illusions suddenly stopped spinning, and attached to the surface of the long sword, as the prophecy technique reached the last step, the force of cause and effect exploded, and the long sword "shenyin" sounded, and finally could not resist and collapsed.

At the same time, before a smile could change to a smile on Herrington's face, he froze.

A sharp sword against his neck.

In front of him, Feng Yin turned his face away and said softly: "This move is from the Xingchen Sword Codex...... Give the dummy

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