A fierce momentum approached strongly, and all the masters outside the maze felt that they were about to be overwhelmed. Even the most unresponsive people can clearly know that the large army of the Church of Light has arrived.

The first to appear was the elite army of land fighters with a glow all over their bodies, although they were all covered in heavy armor from head to toe, but the speed of these people was extremely fast, and they knew at a glance that all of them were extraordinary. Immediately after that, there were magician air combat units with superb equipment, they floated in the air with a calm demeanor, as if flying was as effortless as walking, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that these were definitely high-level magicians. The last to appear is a mysterious group of people shrouded in darkness, they have neither hardcover armor nor any magic equipment, they seem to be bare-handed, but the momentum they exude seems to be more gloomy than that of the first two troops, and you can see that they are not easy to deal with.

As soon as these people appeared, those cultivators who arrived first had very consciously given way to a passage. The large army of the Church of Light passed through the dense crowd more smoothly than a single person and came to the front of the maze. Just as the vanguard was about to enter the maze, the whole force stopped in unison. Thousands of people, stop when they say they say, without a little bump and bump, just like one person. When everyone saw it, they were all shocked. Today, these people have finally seen what it means to be well-trained.

"Haha, friends from afar, the boy is polite here!" said a young man with a flying attitude.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the young man's words. From his deliberately outgoing momentum, masters from all walks of life could see that this young man was a cultivator of the Dacheng realm of the Magister. It was not easy for him to reach such a realm at his age, but in the eyes of this group of unruly cultivation realm masters, this strength was definitely not enough. However, none of the masters dared to look down on this young man. Because, from the look of the dress, you can tell that this young man is from the Church of Light. With such a large lineup, the background of this young man being able to speak as a representative is certainly not simple. What's more, the three people behind the young man, although their breath is restrained, everyone can't help but feel the trembling in the depths of their souls when they see it. This is definitely a unique atmosphere that only the best masters have. As for one of them, the danger is no less than that of all the troops dispatched by the entire Church of Light this time. Tell me, with such three masters pressing the formation, who would dare to make trouble without knowing each other? No one will think that their lives are long.

The young man took two more steps forward, then cast a flying spell to hang himself high in the air, and then continued: "My name is Bastad Peter, and this time I have been appointed temporary commander-in-chief by the Pope, and I hope that you will cooperate a lot. ”

It's okay that young people don't introduce themselves, but as soon as they introduce themselves, they are immediately despised by the masters (don't dare to come openly, after all, the Church of Light is powerful). What do you mean? As far as you kid, your cultivation is at most a little bit stronger than the ordinary soldiers who came, why should you be a leader? It turns out that you are the illegitimate son of Pope Peter! What is the great deal about relying on the care of a cheap father?

Bastad didn't know what was going on in everyone's hearts, and he continued to say triumphantly, "This is the remnant of our sect that my predecessors have discovered. Therefore, it is not ownerless. I, the Church of Light, will never let other factions get involved, so I ask you to leave as soon as possible. ”

If it weren't for the neat lineup of troops, and if it weren't for the three unfathomable masters who pressed the formation, then these cultivation masters from all walks of life would have not allowed this self-righteous kid to make more noise. Who would have thought that this kid, in a few words, would say that the treasures that may exist here belong to their Bright Church, which is really unbearable! Confrontation head-on, not necessarily daring, but it is still possible to argue on the basis of reason. No matter how strong the Church of Light is, it can't help but let people speak, right?

"Little brother, that's a bad word. I also said that this is the treasure that my grandfather left here when he fell!" A middle-aged man fought back without being humble or arrogant.

"Yes, why do you say that this is yours?" "What about the evidence?" "Who believes yours?" ...... Someone took the lead, and everyone immediately started to laugh, and the scene was chaotic.

"Quiet. A thunderous sound sounded, and everyone was shocked to the eardrums, so the noisy and uncontrollable scene immediately returned to normal. "Everyone is a master in the cultivation world, and they should have the bearing of a master. Something to say, what kind of system is it to be so noisy?"

The masters who were over-the-top did not get angry. They looked at the man on the far right behind Bastad. Judging from the momentum that this person occasionally leaked just now, this is definitely an unfathomable master of fighting. The cultivation world is like this, you have enough strength, no one thinks you are arrogant what kind of things you say. It's different people, different lives. Bastad's kind words caused an uproar among the crowd, and the master of the supreme fighter, who was very arrogant, not only did not meet with everyone's refutation, but succeeded in controlling the situation.

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Bastad had to explain: "Charlemagne, I guess you've all heard of it, right?"

"I heard, founder of the Church of Light. The legendary supreme powerhouse, known as the first person since ancient times. Who has never heard of such a fairy-like character!" A young man heard this, *** said first.

Bastad nodded in satisfaction.

Although the three people behind him still looked like Gujing, they were already shaking their heads and sighing in their hearts.

"To tell you the truth, this is the remains of Charlemagne. Now, you don't doubt it anymore, do you?" Bastad smirked at his explanation, looking confidently at the crowd he thought was about to be evacuated.

As everyone knows, the three people behind him kept scolding angrily in their hearts: Idiot! It's okay if you don't explain, your explanation, this group of greedy people, they will definitely not leave.

"Charlemagne?

Answering his words dismissively, Bastad was so angry that he was angry.

Everyone was shocked by it, and their hearts were very shocked, if it was really Charlemagne's treasure, then as long as they got a little thing, maybe they could laugh proudly from now on. Everyone was excited, but their mouths were full of disbelief. It's noisy, but the meaning is pretty much the same. Seeing is believing, hearing is false. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it was true.