Spirits? Divine power diffused from the Pope's body, and a golden sun rose from behind him.

But everyone didn't react much, only Li Wanxing touched his nose impatiently:

"You're too ugly, and you can't save you with the Dragon Clan's plastic surgery and Yan Ling's beauty."

"Ahh

The Pope obviously didn't understand Li Wanxing's mockery, he looked at everyone in surprise: "You can actually stand in the glory of the true gods, I underestimate you, you are real warriors, even in my time, you are really strong." ”

"It's because you're too weak, just this spirit is not as powerful as Tang Xing's little brother." A royal girl with an excellent figure said.

"Ahem, Zhengtai is holding on." A kind reminder from a person.

"Is that all that is the case with Odin's gods?" Li Wanxing twisted his neck and said slowly: "Then you disappointed me too much......

Ah Yi, go, deal with him. ”

"Hee-hee." The girl laughed and disappeared into the shadow of the serpent.

Not only Li Wanxing, but all the people who came here have undergone special training in psychological quality in the Dragon World World, including but not limited to "not blinking under Tang Xing's candle dragon", "not getting your pants wet under Old Tang's dragon roar", "eating Xia Mi's real body with a cat fist" and so on.

It is no wonder that everyone does not take this kind of coercion in their eyes.

And the Pope watched the girl melt into the shadow, and suddenly felt like a man's back.

This deterrent, stinging!?

The Pope's temples ached, a sign of danger.

What's going on, in this era, what kind of changes have taken place in the half-blood, and any half-race can make him have such a sense of coercion?!

To know how in his time, the spirit of speech? As soon as Kamui comes out, no matter what kind of half-breed it is, it will crawl at his feet.

Didn't wait for him to think about it.

The next moment, a sharp blade appeared from behind.

"Grandpa, let's lie back in your coffin." The girl slashed it with a knife, and in her hand was the latest alchemy dagger, which was made by the dragon king-level blacksmith Lao Tang himself, and it was easy to cut into the Pope's body.

"Ah......h

But the next moment, the wound healed, and the dagger was squeezed out of the musculature by an inexplicable force.

The island is an island of the undead, and the rules of death were all expelled by Odin.

"Divine power is like smoke," the pope's expression returned to normal, calm and composed:

"You have been poisoned, especially you, so close, the 'divine mang' has invaded your body, worship."

Five Generations of Rivers, Mountains and Moons

The girl's body suddenly stiffened, and her body trembled, obviously resisting something.

The smell of black spreads.

“？” The Pope sensed something was wrong and raised his golden scepter, intending to stab the girl's body with the sharp tip at the bottom.

But at the moment of contact, the girl hesitated, but still blurred into a shadow and shifted to one side.

"Vice President, have you deduced it?" The members of the Dragon Guild looked at Rankie.

"Spirits? Kamui," Ranchi opened his eyes, blue-gold pupils twinkling in his eyes:

"For the spirit of words? The Blazing Sun variant, suspected to be caused by the blessing of Odin's divine power, is a superficial ability that causes coercion psychologically.

But in reality, it is a physical entity that emits its own pheromones in the air around it, and the infected person will have a heart of surrender. ”

"Poof," someone couldn't help laughing, "It's finished, our instruments can shield the distortion of thoughts, and the newcomer vaccine we injected in advance made of President Lu's genes can make all dragon pheromones harmless."

Li Meng has just been injected with the first dose, and the effect is a little worse, we are all the third dose, old thing, your words and spirits are all big!"

"Shhhh The people around him elbowed him.

"It's okay, Brother Li is here, is there anyone else who can destroy the instrument?" The man shrugged his shoulders and said, "Make it clear, let him die clearly, I think Brother Li should also make a move, it's his sister anyway." ”

"No," Li Wanxing hugged his arms and said to Li Meng, who didn't have a good face in front of him: "I told you before, if it's too wasteful, find someone to marry, so that it can start to work."

It's you who want to be independent, you want to be free, okay, I gave you the opportunity to take you out of the house.

But this kind of behavior of yours will make my sense of you drop. ”

Li Meng reappeared, there was no smile on her face, her family is a Chinese family that has been rooted in the United States for a hundred years, and women are born as political resources.

And for their family, the female half-breed is just another level of marriage tool.

It's nothing more than one is worldly, the other is half-blooded, there is no difference.

If you want to take control of your own destiny, seize every opportunity.

Whether in the academy or anywhere, she befriends everyone, never grudges with anyone, and handles all interpersonal relationships carefully.

Is this kind of life really free?

In my pursuit of freedom, I have lost my freedom.

I no longer crave freedom.

Her golden eyes looked coldly at the Pope, chanting a high-pitched dragon ode at high speed:

"Spirits? Wrai. ”

Her shadow rose from the ground and turned into a bustling black feather behind her.

Like a black swan, it flew gracefully towards the Pope.

A dark feather fell from the black wings, stuck in the center of the Pope's brow.

He's dead.

The island of the undead could not save him either.

"The power of death?" A resurrected man on the other side frowned: "Isn't this the power of God?"

"How can complete authority be taken away by others?" The other resurrected nobleman looked a little out of the way.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The blonde king standing at the top applauded, her face a little delicate.

"Very well, the authority you will treadon on is not death, but freedom," she laughed, "dust to dust, dust to dust, this is the freedom you yearn for,

Great, girl, I admire you. ”

This kind of orange-flavored speech is going to make some kind of trouble.

Li Meng relieved her spirit of words, and the spirit of words of the Erjue series was too damaging to the body to be used for a long time.

She had an unusual flush on her face.

"Charm?" Ranch reminded aloud.

"You are?" Li Wanxing stepped forward to block the influence from the blonde beauty, and asked a little angrily.

"You can call me a swordsman." The blonde beauty laughed.

"Why don't you give your real name, just a despicable person who likes to use small means, and also deserves to call himself a swordsman?"

"When Ms. Chao asks her name, shouldn't she give her name first?" She chuckled:

"And, little friend, a swordsman has never been a noble and ethical thing,

Staying alive is everything. ”

Li Wanxing raised his eyebrows, although he was a little hot, he still took a breath and introduced himself very politely:

"Li Wanxing, swordsman, half-blood."

"Arthur," she said, drawing her sword, her lips opening and closing:

"The Knight King."