Chapter 782: Smashed

"It's so strong, the emperor is furious!" Prince Qiao roared angrily, guarded his heart, and meditated on the third layer of the Emperor's Fury: the Emperor's Fury.

This picture is the emperor from the white cloth, to the nobleman wearing a blue robe, with his hair coiled on the top of his head, a hosta inserted, and a sword hanging from his waist, full of temperament, not to be approached, the blue noble robe, as if composed of flames.

As Prince Joe meditated, the image of the Emperor of Men also grew rapidly, confronting the man on the cross.

But as time passed, Wang Ziqiao's spiritual power was still more than forced, and the human emperor was still weaker, and the two faced each other in the void.

"The wrath of the human emperor burns himself!" Wang Ziqiao burst into a loud shout again and opened the fourth layer of the Human Emperor's Angry Flame, this time, the Human Emperor's blue robe turned into a purple robe, but this purple robe was composed of purple flames.

The stone passed to Wang Ziqiao's human emperor anger is divided into five layers, the first and second layers of displeasure, horizontal eyebrows and cold eyes, cultivated to meditate below the ninth level, the third layer of anger requires the ninth level of great perfection, the fourth layer of anger burns the body, it needs to transcend the ninth level of existence to meditate, otherwise, the anger is enough to burn Wang Ziqiao's soul to death.

It's not a real flame, but it's more powerful than a real flame, it's the fire of the soul.

Now that Wang Ziqiao is already at the level of a great magician, the first four layers will be automatically opened, and the fifth layer of the real human emperor's angry flame, listening to the stone, should be a golden flame, as soon as this flame comes out, even if the existence of the top level of the great magician will be burned to death.

At this time, Wang Ziqiao's spiritual power had already turned into these four layers of the king wearing a purple royal robe, and with a punch, a purple flame struck the cross.

The man who was set on the cross let out a roar of rage, and the white light was even more intense, and tried to resist the burning of the purple flames, but he was finally defeated, and together with the cross, he was wrapped in purple flames and burned with a raging fire.

"Ah...... ...... man on the cross, screaming and struggling, staring at Prince Joe with a pair of compassionate eyes, seemed to turn time back to the scene of the burning of the Son of God two thousand years ago.

At this moment, Wang Ziqiao suddenly had the illusion that he had become a person who was being burned by the flames, the will of the human emperor was almost broken, the purple flames became much dimmer, his limbs were as painful as if he had been nailed to the cross, his brain was also dizzy, and his soul was about to be burned.

With a bang, a chain extended from the cross, bound Prince Joe, and pulled him towards the cross.

"Ah...... Die! Prince Qiao roared, forcibly calmed down, and bombarded several punches in succession again, and the purple flames hit the black chains one after another, and the chains shattered.

Prince Qiao also felt that his mental strength had recovered a little clear, but he didn't dare to be careless, and threw several punches again, smashing on the cross, and the cross began to break, and then completely shattered.

Rumble!

The cross, along with the crucified man on it, dissipated into the light of the soul.

At the same time, in a luxurious palace hall of the Holy See, an old man with white hair and a red robe standing under a huge cross sculpture and praying incessantly suddenly trembled, his face turned pale, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"It's so strong, who the hell is it? Who are you? I'm going to make it hard for you to die! The old man roared.

And Wang Ziqiao was already extremely weak, just a few punches, all the spiritual power of the three major distractions was drained, and he was almost crucified on the cross.

Being in the void, Prince Qiao gasped, and after recovering for a long time, he regained some of his senses, and looked at the scroll in his hand again, he had already been honest, and he was not resisting Prince Qiao's suppression.

In this ninth-level mind, the two souls of heaven and earth have not been condensed again, but to Wang Ziqiao's regret, most of this person's soul has collapsed, and the fire of that person's soul is looming, even if he is alive, he will become an idiot.

The two huge spiritual forces just now, fighting in this person's mind, treating this person's soul as a battlefield, are not dead now, it is already a miracle, because he can't withstand such a violent spiritual power at all.

Wang Ziqiao sighed lightly, and a flame came out, cremating this person's body directly, turning it into countless dust, and dissipating in the void, but the two souls of heaven and earth were pulled by two strong forces, and they disappeared in an instant.

Turning his head, Wang Ziqiao looked at the other ninth level and found that there were no more accidents in the soul contract scroll, but Wang Ziqiao could feel that in this person's soul, there was still some autonomy that was resisting his control.

In the same situation, there are also Alyssa and Emily, these two daughters resisted Prince Joe more fiercely, and their souls seemed to turn into two little angels, although they had no wings, but the huge coercion and pure energy continued to wash the soul polluted by Prince Joe.

The so-called polluted soul is the soul contract forcibly signed by Wang Ziqiao, and this holy power seems to be able to dissolve the shackles of the contract.

If it goes on for a long time, these two daughters will definitely be able to completely erase the soul contract.

"These two girls' devotion to the Holy See is actually stronger than this ninth-level powerhouse, which is equivalent to completely giving their souls to God!" Prince Qiao said secretly.

He didn't know if the masters of the Daoist Curia still had reservations, so he didn't recklessly inject spiritual power into the second daughter's mind, and felt the love cup in his heart, and the spiritual power was also consumed.

"It's time for you to eat something, these two little saintesses' devotion to the Holy See can produce strong willpower, no worse than the two ninth-level just now, it must be the object of the Holy See's key training, and now the master in the Holy See must have been seriously injured, and the spiritual power is definitely not as strong as just now, you should be able to devour some!" Prince Joe raised his hand and placed it on top of Emily's head.

The silky energy body reached out of his palm, burrowed into the top of Emily's head, penetrated deep into her soul, and wrapped her as an angel in layers to bind her.

"Ah......h ”

Her soul incarnated as an angel, the light of the angel forced the lotus silk-like energy lines away, her arms stretched, and it automatically condensed into an angel arrow, the white brilliance, condensed into an arrow, her eyes seemed to be able to see everything, and she could see the love cup in Wang Ziqiao's heart.

It's a pity that although the love cup is soft, it is not cowardly, and countless silver threads are combined together, turning into silver strings, shaking quickly, and the arrow is wrapped, followed by a violent recovery, and integrated into its soul.

In a moment, the lost spiritual power of the Love Cup was completely recovered, and countless silver filament tentacles pierced the angel's guardian light shield again, and began to extract the angel's energy.