Ying Chengfeng's face changed slightly, and he said, "Your Majesty, I have built countless pieces of equipment in Xia, I don't know which one you need to see?"

His Majesty the Pope smiled and said, "Which piece of equipment is the cold realm released on your body, which one is what this seat wants to see." ”

Ying Chengfeng suddenly raised his head, and looked at the old man in front of him, his eyes were full of horror.

After the Ice Sword was promoted to a demigod weapon, it naturally possessed the power of the realm. And now, in order to guard and suppress the various evils caused by the promotion of the Overlord Gun, he was forced to launch the Ice Domain.

However, while activating this realm, he also allowed the Ice Tool Spirit to compress the power of the realm to the limit.

In other words, the scope of this realm is limited to Ying Chengfeng itself, and even Wang Jie, who is a few steps away from him, can't sense it.

However, after meeting His Majesty the Pope, this unfathomable Majesty had already seen at a glance the power of the realm that lingered around Ying Chengfeng's body.

As if seeing Ying Chengfeng's shock, His Majesty the Pope smiled slightly and said softly: "You are the forging master cultivated by our Bright Saint Sect itself, so don't worry, I will definitely not embarrass you." ”

The muscles on Ying Chengfeng's face twitched slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, if your subordinates are unwilling to take out the holy soldiers, I don't know what the consequences will be." ”

At this time, in this hall, except for His Majesty the Pope, Ying Chengfeng and Wang Jie, only the old man who led the way was left.

When he heard Ying Chengfeng say such a rebellious word, the old man's eyes immediately widened.

At this moment. His rickety body straightened suddenly, as if his whole body had been raised a step higher because of this.

An incomparable aura was released from his body, and this aura was incomparably huge, as if it was a high mountain and a mountain peak, pressing towards the two of them.

The power of this aura is even more fierce and fierce than Wang Jie, who has been promoted to the king level, even Her Royal Highness Alice seems to be inferior.

In the memory of Ying Chengfeng, only the arrogant fire-based red dragon Gilly Field had a strong aura that matched it.

His Majesty's strength is truly unfathomable. The old man, who didn't look threatening in the slightest, turned out to be a strong man who was hidden in the depths.

Wang Jie's head was dripping with cold sweat, he gritted his teeth and suddenly stepped out. stood in front of Ying Chengfeng.

In fact, he was also full of horror that Ying Chengfeng dared to disobey His Majesty. However, he understands better. Master Win is also involuntary to do this.

Because under the realm of the Ice Lord, there is also a more terrifying force full of death.

If this power is unleashed in a holy place filled with light......

Wang Jie couldn't imagine how they should clean up the mess.

Therefore, although he was already frightened at this time, he still dared to meet it.

The old man laughed fiercely, the laughter rumbled, and at this time, his body was already filled with a huge amount of life energy, and there was no longer the slightest breath of old age.

However. Just as he stepped out, the coercion became even greater. His Majesty the Pope, who was sitting calmly on the throne, waved his hand lightly and said, "Don't be impulsive, go down." ”

The old man was stunned, and the aura on his body quickly weakened.

Just for a moment. He seemed to be back to his old self. Bowing deeply to His Majesty the Pope, the old man said: "Your Majesty, these two people are so disrespectful, you ......"

His Majesty the Pope smiled dumbly and said, "Do you think there are still people in this world who can hurt me?"

His voice was calm and unwavering. It's like a story about something that couldn't be more normal. However, this sentence is so arrogant that it has never put the world in his eyes at all.

The old man bent down and said sincerely, "Your Majesty, no one can hurt you anymore except the gods and time." ”

"In that case, you can step aside. His Majesty said slowly: "By the way, call me old Johnny, and say that the person he has been expecting has appeared." ”

"Yes. A strange look flashed across the old man's face, and there was even a hint of awe and fear in his eyes.

Ying Chengfeng's keen eyes caught this change, and his heart was slightly stunned.

What kind of person is this old Johnny, who would make such a powerful old man fearful.

The old man bowed his head, hunched over, and left the hall backwards. But at this time, this old man already has a very different status in the minds of Ying Chengfeng and the two.

His Majesty the Pope nodded slightly, and said, "Sit down." ”

In this hall, there were dozens of seats, but before he spoke, Ying Chengfeng and Wang Jie didn't dare to sit down. And when he spoke, the two of them sat down obediently.

However, at the moment when her butt touched the seat, Ying Chengfeng's heart woke up suddenly.

I actually sat down, but I sat down as a matter of course. It seems that whatever His Majesty the Pope says, he will do it completely.

This feeling of being manipulated unconsciously is quite uncomfortable.

In fact, when he entered this hall, there was already a sign of this.

If the Ice Sword at this time was not to release the realm suppression overlord spear spirit, perhaps when His Majesty the Pope made that request, Ying Chengfeng had already agreed in a daze.

As soon as he thought of this, a cold sweat suddenly oozed from Ying Chengfeng's vest.

He vaguely felt that there seemed to be an invisible force lingering around the Pope.

Suddenly, he raised his head and stared at His Majesty the Pope's wrinkled face, with an unconcealed look of shock in his eyes.

His Majesty the Pope nodded slightly at him and said, "Son, what do you see?"

A hint of envy flashed in Wang Jie's eyes, and there were only a handful of people who could be called so by His Majesty the Pope.

Moreover, whether it is status or real age, Your Majesty is qualified to be called so.

Ying Chengfeng lowered his head and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, have you already set foot in the Divine Domain?"

Wang Jie was stunned, and his mouth opened wide in surprise.

The realm of the gods, that is the realm of the gods, how can mortals set foot in it.

His Majesty the Pope's face showed a friendly smile and said, "Your vision is very good, and few people can perceive my realm so quickly. ”

Wang Jie sighed, almost about to stand up.

He looked at His Majesty the Pope, and said with some trembling: "Your Majesty...... You, you've been promoted to demigod?"

Realm is something that all king-level powerhouses dream of having. Because only when you have the realm can you find the first step into the divine realm.

It's just that for countless years, there have been countless king-level powerhouses who have been trapped above this step.

His Majesty the Pope looked at them deeply, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said reverently: "By the grace of the God of Light, I am given supreme glory. ”

Wang Jie immediately got up and made the same move.

Ying Chengfeng climbed up helplessly, but in his heart he secretly doubted, could the God of Light still give the realm to ordinary people?

Although the gods claim to be omnipotent, for Ying Chengfeng from another world, the gods are nothing more than pioneers and successes on the path of cultivation.

They have reached a height that is difficult for ordinary people to climb, which is why they are able to possess all kinds of incredible powers.

It's just that they want to promote ordinary people to the same heights as them...... Even if they can do it, I'm afraid they will have to pay enough price.

"Praise the God of Light, for you to set foot in the realm of the gods. Wang Jie said solemnly: "The great and omnipresent gods have always been the fairest. ”

Ying Chengfeng twitched the corners of his mouth, and said secretly in his heart, are you my follower or a follower of the gods.

Just when Wang Jie was a little embarrassed, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Your Majesty, I am unbelievable and flattered that you have summoned me. ”

After hearing this voice, Ying Chengfeng couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and the look on his face became strange.

He remembered the voice, and when he went to the storehouse of the Holy Order, the owner of this voice had opened the door for him to get some good things.

Because of the special cold taste in this voice, as long as you have heard it, you will never forget it.

Wang Jie also turned around suddenly, and his eyes also had an unbelievable look. Then, he lowered his voice and said to Ying Chengfeng: "Master, this is the guardian of the Holy Sect's treasury. His origins are mysterious and he has guarded the treasury for hundreds of years. After a pause, he added: "Legend has it that His Highness the Knight King offended him, and a few months later, that His Highness was killed by the infidels on the battlefield......

Ying Chengfeng's eyebrows raised slightly, and the subconscious of Wang Jie's words was that the strange death of this knight king may be inseparable from the strong man in front of him.

A fierce figure walked in like a gust of wind.

He wasn't tall, but there was a sense of arrogance and power in his actions.

It is a sense of oppression that is powerful to the extreme, and even in the realm of His Majesty's indifference, it is also full of an incomparable sense of existence.

Ying Chengfeng's heart moved slightly, and he faintly felt that this character called Old Johnny seemed to have strength that was not inferior to His Majesty the Pope.

A faint wry smile appeared on his face, the Bright Saint Sect was indeed profound, and even there was more than one demigod-level powerhouse.

The man's eyes turned, and he glanced at Ying Chengfeng and Wang Jie, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Especially when those eyes fell on Ying Chengfeng, there was an indescribable burning sensation.

Ying Chengfeng only felt hairy, hurriedly got up, coughed lightly, and said respectfully: "Junior Ying Chengfeng, see Johnny's senior." ”