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When Li Liang and Gu Yuan saw Zhang Xiaojian's appearance, the two of them immediately exclaimed: "Your Majesty the Pope, you have finally appeared, but let's wait for a while!" ”

Zhang Xiaojian nodded in motion, didn't say much, and asked a priest to take Wang Yi, the sage of the Wang family who followed him, to a stand, because the other party is not a believer of God, so there is no need to go to the square to pray like those believers, you can watch from the sidelines, of course, there is absolutely no disrespectful words and actions to God, otherwise it will be regarded as blasphemy.

The time for the holy burial has begun, Zhang Xiaojian tidied up his robe, and a holy light fell on his body, and a little golden light bloomed on him, which looked so sacred, making people feel a sense of worship.

The congregants in the square were wondering if the holy burial had not yet been held after the bell of Weishenme, when suddenly a high hymn sounded, and the holy song made everyone's hearts tremble, and this kind of singing made the hearts of all believers deeply triggered, and they sang with it, and the voice became louder and louder, and the hymn was high, praising the great Lord of Destiny, Tulo, the only true god in the universe, the supreme deity.

Praise all the miracles and greatness of God Tulo.

The golden holy light in the sky was like the light released by an open door in heaven, like a crack in the dark clouds suddenly bursting, and endless sunlight and light were revealed from it, spreading throughout the mortal world, making everyone feel this holy breath and warming everyone's heart.

The believers who felt the light sang even harder, and their voices were solemn, grand, and magnificent, resounding through the heavens and the earth, three points louder than just now.

The rich and high-ranking officials in the stands, as well as the sage of the Wang family, Wang Yi and his followers, all looked at the sky in surprise, the rich and the officials were puzzled where they came from, of course, there were many people who knew the reason, and they were all participating in the worship of the gods, so they were not too surprised.

And those who didn't know showed shocked looks, because they all knew that this was definitely not something that could be made by technological special effects alone.

Wang Yi looked at the holy light in the sky in surprise, this kind of aura he had never felt before, it was a bit similar to the light ability in the West, but it was different. It's more holy than a light ability.

Then they were awakened by the sound of this song, and before they could come back to their senses again, they fell into a deep shock again, and tens of thousands of believers sang the praises of the gods they believed in, and this scene was so magnificent and loud that it was simply indescribable. What's more, this chant is as neat as one.

In the praise of tens of thousands of believers, the holy light in the sky sprinkled down without money, and one after another grand scenes appeared, and countless elves appeared in the sky, each elf had a graceful posture, and the two pairs of transparent wings behind them emitted this little starlight. Each elf held flowers in their hands, and golden and white flowers were scattered from their hands.

Suddenly, the entire holy mountain went down with flower rain, which was very beautiful.

Then the door of the main hall, which had been closed for a long time, opened, and a figure walked out of it, this was Pope Zhang Xiaojian, who was holding a golden book in his hand at this time, which was the original of the holy scriptures, and each page was branded with divine texts and divine seals, so that it had great power.

"And God said, He loved the world, and the world will love him."

Zhang Xiaojian took a step forward and said a quote from the gods in the holy scriptures, accompanied by countless elves following him, scattering flowers and singing praises for him.

"God says: When the light is lost, then those who believe in others will be guided."

This time, the light in the sky shot down like the fall of stars, and fell on the square, and the disciples followed the rhythm and chanted. All of them emitted a golden holy light, and the holy light became more and more brilliant.

"God says: Whoever believes in others will have a place in the kingdom of God and be immortal with God!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole sky began to change color, the endless light dissipated, and a huge kingdom appeared, and a god sat on the throne that floated in the center of the kingdom, and he was the god Tulo.

The disciples who saw the Divine Shadow sang loudly: "Great Lord, you are the master of destiny, guiding our destiny, giving us wealth, and giving us our future. Great Lord! We ask for your protection and give me light! Oh! Great Lord, lowly we will dedicate the most devout faith! ”

Zhang Xiaojian took another step forward.

"God says: Heroes who have given everything for God and have passed away deserve a funeral from the gods, and they should receive the honor bestowed by the gods! It will last forever. ”

Once again, the believers chanted, "Praise be to the believers who have given everything to the gods!" You are our hero, may the glory of the gods shine on you into the shijie ...... of the dead"

When Zhang Xiaojian finished reading Zuihou's words, he happened to arrive at the front of the square, under the huge statue of Tuluo.

"Praise the departed hero, he is the most devout believer, a great priest who gave everything for God, died for God, and the divine light of my God will shine on him into the shijie of the dead!" Zhang Xiaojian opened the original holy text in his hand, and a holy light rose to the sky, and the strong power of faith that permeated the square instantly gathered on the holy scripture and was transformed into energy by it.

"Praise, believers praise for your Lord and praise for your faith!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, you are the mortal incarnation of God, and everything you do will represent my God!" Once again, the congregants chanted loudly, far louder and more solemn than the previous ones, as if waiting for something.

On the stands, Wang Yi looked at Zhang Xiaojian under the statue of the god in the square with a complicated expression, he only knew the identity of the other party now, although he had heard others call him in the hall just now, but he didn't care, although the word pope was significant, he didn't take it to heart.

But what he saw now, this church has tens of thousands of believers, the huge number of people surprised him, and what made him feel even more terrible was the crazy faith of these believers, kneeling in the square, each of them endured the pain caused by the floor to their knees, but no one showed any painful looks, anyway, Wang Yi himself thought so.

And these chants seemed to contain some kind of liliang, but he felt his blood boiling, and his will was in a trance in the chants, if it weren't for his strength, he might have sung along like everyone else in the stands.

He now knows how scary the identity of the other party is, and he also knows how big the gap between his strength and the other party is, like a chasm that cannot be crossed. Every sentence of the other party can cause the resonance of heaven and earth, and heaven and earth produce visions, just like these elves and the kingdom of God in the sky.

"This alone does have the strength to negotiate conditions with the Wang family, if the other party still has a sage, it is estimated that the Wang family is not its opponent, but I haven't seen it until now, it should be that the other party is gone, such a grand event, the pope with the highest status in the church and those so-called archbishops are present one by one, if there are still people who do not appear so non-symbolic logic."

Wang Yi thought.

Zhang Xiaojian saw that the atmosphere had reached its highest point, and the enthusiasm of all the disciples had been ignited, and now he only needed to add dry firewood.

Turning a page of the holy text, a thick golden pillar of light instantly plunged into the sky, a golden road spread from the sky, countless elves sang the epic on both sides of it, and the holy songs were also accompanied, everything was so immersive to a magical country.

Two groups of white unicorns pulled a crystal coffin out of the clouds, neighing horses came out of the unicorns' mouths, kicked their feet, and quickly pulled the crystal coffin down the golden road.

"This is a unicorn?" Wang Yi, who was in the stands, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the two unicorns in the sky in shock, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "How is it possible?" This is something that only exists in mythology, it can't be on shijie, and how did the golden road come about? Even if the opponent's ability is strong, it's impossible to do it! ”

Wang Yi really has no gods at this time, and he has begun to believe that there are really gods on this shijie.

All the believers were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them, even Archbishop Li Liang and all the high-ranking officials of the church showed shocked looks, because this was a miracle, definitely a trace.

"What a miracle!"

The cultists looked feverish, how could they not believe the scene in front of them, two unicorns pulling a crystal coffin towards the center of the square. It's definitely a miracle, because only a god can have a unicorn, and a unicorn can run in the sky.

The Zuihou unicorn stopped in the middle of the square, placed the crystal coffin on top of the flowers in a circle, and then ran into the clouds, and the scene slowly dissipated.