Andre was overjoyed, he was worried that he couldn't find An Wenxuan, so he actually sent it to himself. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Andre no longer had time to care about the three innate peak saint-rank powerhouses standing outside the Pearl of the Orient Gate, and shouted loudly: "On behalf of God, I pronounce your death sentence!" The scepter held high in his hand finally fell.

The thousands of priests and saints behind him immediately chanted hymns loudly with this action, and countless white halos fell from the sky, immediately enveloping the five hundred holy knights with radiance. The Holy Knights looked indifferent, but Qi Qi pulled down the visors from their helmets and shouted, "God is with us!"

The five hundred knights turned into a fan and pressed towards An Wenxuan fiercely.

André ignored the charging Holy Knights, and once again raised his scepter and chanted hymns, while the one hundred and eight Order's sanctioners behind him chanted along with him. The male tyrant on the third floor heard the hymn, his face changed, and he shouted loudly: "Stop him! That's the Light Forbidden Spell - Séance!"

Everyone was surprised or suspicious, and they were surprised that Andre dared to use the Light Forbidden Spell in the city!

As soon as the weapon wrapped in the black cloth in the hand of the undead holy demon guide was thrown at will, the black cloth on it slid down, and a strange-shaped staff with a thin curve was revealed in the eyes of everyone - the staff of the Holy Rank Hades, the epic magic weapon of the mage.

Skivell also recited the incantation quickly in his mouth, but several forbidden spell mages present were surprised to find that the undead holy demon guide recited the incantation at least ten times faster than the holy mage, and in a moment he used a glide to carry over one long series of incantations after another, and a forbidden spell magic quickly took shape.

"Soul Storm!" Squewell finally spat out the name of the magic, which meant that the magic had finally taken shape.

With a wave of the Staff of Hades, a twisted ripple pierced the night sky, also in the shape of a fan, towards the rushing Holy Knight of Light. Unmoved, the Holy Knights of Light continued to lunge forward, all of them blessed with more than three kinds of Light Divine Arts, and their resistance to the spiritual magic of Soul Storm was surprisingly high.

Just as the Soul Storm was about to make contact with the Holy Knights of Light, the staff in Skveil's hand waved again: "Soul Blast!"

It's actually a legendary instantaneous magic, and you only need to call the name of the magic to use this magic. It is a special magic that uses detonating mental power to shock the opponent's spiritual defense, but spiritual magic is generally special.

It's not just that, it's the fact that Skver can forcibly change the magic that comes out, Soul Storm is a shock-type high-level magic, and Soul Burst is a shock-type mid-level magic. It's like when a person is about to pick up a flying rock, but suddenly the stone becomes a bomb, and the fragments of the stone make the explosion more destructive.

Squewell's creative use of magic caught the Holy Knights of Light off guard, and their brains buzzed as if they had been struck on the head with a sledgehammer. The wildebeest under their crotch jumped up directly and scattered frantically in all directions.

They don't have the light magic power of the knights on their backs, and for the impact of soul blasting, they have only one thought in their simple heads: escape!

Under the blow of the Undead Holy Wizard, the five hundred Holy Knights of Light instantly lost their combat effectiveness, while the group of people from the Temple of Light behind them were not affected too much, and Skewell seemed to have concentrated all the power of the soul blast on the Holy Knights, so that this mid-level magic had such terrifying power.

A small buzzing sound sounded, and the snow burst out of the sky, as if suddenly a heavy snow had fallen outside the door of the Pearl of the Orient, and this snow seemed to be slow and fast, and in an instant it enveloped Andrei's head and fell. André held his scepter alof, his eyes flickering brighter and brighter white, and he did not shy away from the falling snowflakes.

The piercing sound of a sharp weapon cutting through something tough sounded, and Shangguan Yan's snow-white figure slowly fell on An Wenxuan's left side, already holding a strange-shaped long sword about two fingers wide and about one and a half meters long. At this moment, the long sword was buzzing and trembling in his hand, as if he was unwilling.

Shangguan Yan sighed lightly: "What a powerful séance!"

Everyone's eyes showed a look of consternation, and the female sword saint Shangguan Yan made a move, but she couldn't knock down Andre who didn't have any dodge and defensive actions? Although the golden silk red robe on Andre's body at this moment had already cracked a few big holes, and a dark color slowly leached out of the cracks, it was blood!

But Andre still looked meaningless, and the expression on his face could no longer be seen clearly, because his face had been covered by a layer of intense white light, and only his eyes burst out with a white light that was several times brighter than the white light on his face. Andrei at this moment is no longer human!

"God says, whoever believes in me will have eternal life! Whoever does not respect me will be sent to hell!" Andre sang loudly, except for the disciples of the Temple of Light, everyone else could not help but feel a sense of fear when they saw Andre at this time! Or should I say that it was an oppressive feeling brought about by an extremely powerful energy!

With Andre's voice, a violent white light flashed behind him, and two slender and elegant light wings spread out with a bang, and in the light wings, Andre silently rose into the air dozens of meters high.

Behind him, all the cultists of the Temple of Light knelt down in unison, and shouted feverishly, "Welcome to the Holy Angel!"

An Wenxuan looked up at Andre in the sky, and Shangguan Yan's voice came again: "The power of the light system is very strong! ”

An Wenxuan didn't answer, but suddenly turned over and fell from the Sky Devouring Blade, picked up the talisman spear taken out of the space ring in midair, and shook his hand and a golden light roared towards Andrei in the air.

Andre seemed to have changed as a person, and when he saw the spear stabbed in the golden ** martial arts, he casually raised his left hand, and seemed to have no scruples, so he grabbed the spear.

"Ahh Andre, who was still majestic and floating in the air just now, was holding his left hand and screaming wildly at this moment, and a splash of milky white light scattered down from his left hand, and Andre, the invincible angel of death, was injured?

With Andre's posture just now, the emperors present also clearly felt that it was extremely dangerous, and under the forbidden spell-level magic of the Temple of Light, few people could understand how much Andre's strength had improved! Of course, the mood of those who understood Andre's changes, such as Bai Yuchuan and Shangguan Yan, was undoubtedly more dignified than other saint-level powerhouses at the same peak. But, at this moment, Andrei was injured!

An Wenxuan's spear pierced as if it were piercing paper, easily piercing Andre's left hand and still piercing it.

The sense of oppression that had just deterred the audience suddenly disappeared without a trace as the angel of death screamed loudly. Except for the believers in the Temple of Light, most of the others were shocked and then rejoiced! They all gloated in their hearts: Cardinal Archbishop, Forbidden Spell-level Light Divine Technique, bullshit! Look at you pretending to be a god, you are embarrassed now!

However, they seemed to have forgotten that the attack of the female sword saint Shangguan Yan just now only caused Andrei's minor injury, so what kind of strength is An Wenxuan, who easily hit Andre's left hand at this moment?

Shangguan Yan looked at Andre who was screaming loudly in the sky in surprise, and then frowned: "Be careful, this guy's hand is about to heal!"

Andre is about to go crazy! Others don't know the power of séance, but as a cardinal archbishop, Andre still doesn't know! The reason why he was so careless to grab the spear that An Wenxuan stabbed was because his strength at the moment had broken through the innate peak, and was infinitely close to the emperor rank!

Legend has it that this state has a special name - Little Emperor Rank!

The difference between this state and the Holy Rank of the same peak is absolute, but at least in terms of strength, it completely surpasses the scope of the Holy Rank master, and the Light Divine Technique is poured into the light magic elements in Andre's body, allowing him to evolve to the state of the Little Emperor Rank, but this state is extremely unstable and lasts no more than ten minutes!

As soon as it exceeds ten minutes, without lifting this state, Andrei will self-destruct!

Andre was furious, and when he looked at An Wenxuan, he wanted to attack, but the sharp pain in his hand made him have to stop moving. Andre was furious, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the spear stuck in his left hand, he wanted to use it to clean up that hateful An Wenxuan!

An Wenxuan laughed silently, what he was waiting for was this opportunity! His strength that did not belong to him had skyrocketed, and he did not have the power he imagined, how could An Wenxuan let go of this opportunity to fall into the ground!

At the flash of golden light, An Wenxuan's figure suddenly disappeared from the ground, and the handle of the gun was already firmly held in An Wenxuan's hand, looking at Andre who was a little dazed, An Wenxuan smiled brightly: "Have you ever played with the meteor hammer?"

Andrei was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "Blasphemer, you go to die!" A huge white ball of light quickly formed in the palm of his right hand.

An Wenxuan didn't care, clenched the spear in Andre's left hand, and pulled it outward.

André suddenly felt an irresistible force coming from his left hand, accompanied by bursts of tearing pain and the feeling of the sky spinning, and slammed into a hard object, the force of the impact shocked him to lose control of his body.

But the nightmare didn't end! Moments after the first impact, the second one came, and then there was a series of whirlwinds and frantic bumps, and for the first time in his life, Andrei felt strongly that he was dying!

On the Pearl of the Orient, a group of people watched the development of events in amazement.

The strong appearances from Shangguan Yan, Skivell to Bai Yuchuan all surprised them, but the most surprising thing was that this cardinal archbishop, who had made them feel extremely terrifying just now, had become a meteor hammer head that drew a graceful arc in the air, while An Wenxuan was the one who held the handle of the meteor hammer.

The action of wielding his spear even reminded many people of the peasants who wielded the flail and slapped the grain on the farm, but unlike these peasants, this Lord An Wenxuan was not wielding a flail at the moment, but the Cardinal Archbishop Andre of the Temple of Light!

Princess Yuxiang muttered distractedly, "How is it possible?!"

Alfie frowned, he had been promoted to the Sword Saint for thirty years, he naturally understood this problem, but it was not a good idea to use that Archbishop Andrea as an example. But he didn't dare to say it, but it didn't mean that there were no thorns in the crowd on the third floor!

Storm Sword Emperor Panta sneered: "There is no power, there is no ability to control power, such a person, once he meets a professional of the same level, he is a scumbag! Poor Andrey, why does he always like to be overpowered!"

Princess Youxiang suddenly, thinking about Childe, who defeated the Saint-Rank strength of Xiongba in one look, but not because of his great strength, but because his use of skills has reached an unimaginable level, but Xiongba only relied solely on the power of the Saint-Rank Douqi to attack, so Childe easily subdued Xiongba. Strength does not represent absolute strength!

Princess Yuxiang didn't know how painful Andre was at the moment.

He didn't know how many messy things had been inserted into his body, and then he was wrapped in the rapidly growing muscles and skin, and An Wenxuan's spear never stopped, using Andre's body as the hammer head, this human flesh meteor hammer seemed to be about to collapse the ground of a hundred meters nearby.

Parma groaned in pain: How could this Your Excellency An Wenxuan be like this! I had appointed him as the chief magistrate of Liberty City in the afternoon, and as a result, he fought in Liberty City at night and destroyed the city's buildings. In addition, is this Andre made of pure gold or black steel? It's been smashed for a long time, and this guy is not dead yet, and it looks like some skin trauma at most!

Palma spat viciously at the filthy two in the field!

An Wenxuan smashed it up, and finally held the spear with both hands, and a huge whirlwind, the huge force finally made Andre's left hand fall off the spear. Andrei, who had lost his restraints, suddenly turned into a white meteor, slashed through the dark night sky, crossed the Free City from north to south, flew straight south, and disappeared from everyone's eyes in a moment.

An Wenxuan leisurely took his right hand to build a pergola, and said as if surprised: "Huh?!

Everyone fell: Your Excellency An Wenxuan, it was you who threw Archbishop Andre out of the air!