The entire void began to turn crimson.

- Vientiane Senro!

This "full-screen" range attack is coming again!

Wu Xiaode's heart flashed, and he quickly thought about how to crack this trick.

Just now, there were many buildings blocking it, and the dirty demon hand shared part of the attack, plus the defense of the fairy armor, and finally survived.

Even then, he was sent flying into the square and smashed into a deep hole.

It still hurts.

What to do?

…… Wrong.

The Dirty Demon Hand was able to block Vientiane Senro's attack?

Wu Xiaode reached out and rubbed his chest.

- There is no pain in the position of the chest.

Yes, the Demon Hand was here just now.

Why can it withstand the attack of Vientiane Senro?

Wu Xiaode's mind flickered.

I remember that I was killed by the cyclops, and the Book of the Dead recorded this trick.

"Vientiane Senro:"

"Infinite skills, covering all the places that the cyclops thinks and thinks, you will die, only death can stop it."

Only death can stop it.

The demonic fog cannot be stopped, because it is an illusion, and the demonic hand is a physical object, the hand of an entity created from the realm of death.

Wu Xiaode suddenly looked at the opposite side.

Infinite red rays emanated from the Pope's body, and quickly struck—

There is no other way.

Wu Xiaode suddenly woke up.

He shouted, "White, give me a few ghosts!" ”

Ghosts are dead!

Death can block this move!

The void flashed, and the cardinal immediately appeared in front of him, with several other bishops standing beside him.

"Block!" Wu Xiaode said.

"Yes."

Several bishops lined up, like a wall, blocking Wu Xiaode's body.

"It's useless, you're all going to die!" The Pope roared.

His hands were open.

An even richer crimson glow erupted from him, quickly filling all places.

Wu Xiaode was unmoved, and said in a deep voice: "A few more ghosts, protect my left and right and behind." ”

"No problem." The white tiger said in a low voice.

The clergy appeared.

Everyone formed a four-sided human wall, and even a few people on the top hooked up to form a human-shaped barrier, protecting Wu Xiaode in the middle.

The wind is howling.

Fierce light flashed continuously.

One breath.

Two breaths.

The light gradually dimmed and faded.

All the ghosts dispersed in turn, and disappeared again into the void.

Wu Xiaode stood in place, safe and sound.

His hand pressed on the Dream Blower, and the whole person made a gesture of drawing the knife.

The Pope's bewildered voice sounded: "Impossible! No one in history has ever been able to hold off this blow from God! ”

Boom!

The long knife was unsheathed, cutting out galloping golden threads in the void.

The Pope suddenly reached out and grabbed it in the air—

Wu Xiaode suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of him.

At this moment, the Pope was in front of him, and behind him was the golden thread of sword light that he had slashed out.

Is it offense? Or dodge first?

Wu Xiaode didn't care.

"Die!"

He roared in anger and raised his long knife to slash at the Pope's neck.

The Pope clasped his hands together, and a huge phantom of the head suddenly rose from his body.

It's the head of a cyclops!

I've never seen this trick, what could it be?

Wu Xiaode slashed it with a knife.

I saw the one-eyed giant open his mouth and suck at Wu Xiaode's hand-

The Dream Blower was sucked in suddenly.

The long knife sank into the phantom's mouth, and was chewed a few times hard, and spit out.

The ground was covered with sharp debris.

Knives –

Without.

At this time, he talked about Wu Xiaode, thanks to his perennial brawls with others, his psychological quality is excellent, and his response is timely.

The moment the knife was sucked away, he no longer cared about the knife, turned his hands into fists, and swung a swing.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

As soon as the Pope finished his move to win, he immediately recited another spell, and the talisman spell happened to be broken, but he was hit by this punch and flew out in the air.

The Pope spurted out a mouthful of blood, barely caring about anything else, just shouting: "Repel! ”

The red scepter inserted in the ground suddenly burst out with a circle of light, sending Wu Xiaode flying out.

Wu Xiaode let go of the golden thread he cut out in mid-air, slowly tumbling and flying.

He landed on the other side of the arena, stood firm, and threw his fists.

Only then did the Pope relax, stretched out his hand, summoned the red scepter back, held it in his hand, and looked at Wu Xiaode with vigilance.

Neither of them spoke for a moment.

A knife is gone.

One was hit hard.

At this time, it can be said that it is evenly divided, and as for who lives and who dies, there are still two things to say.

"The gods are with the devout believers, and with this faith I will overcome all that is on earth." The Pope recited a verse.

Wu Xiaode frowned.

The power of this guy has weakened a lot, and it is not as powerful as the cyclops himself.

But I really didn't expect that the cyclops would have such a ability.

- Direct destruction of weapons.

When I returned to the cave a few days later and faced it again, once it was annoyed, no weapon could withstand it.

What can I do?

His expression was seen by the Pope.

"Mortal, you have made so many great mistakes before God, and now, do you regret it?" The Pope said in a serious tone.

"Don't interrupt, I'm thinking about something else." Wu Xiaode said impatiently.

The Pope's face sank, and he was about to speak, but another mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

"Iron Fist ......"

He whispered, his pupils constricted, and he said in a low voice: "I heard that this fist technique is like an iron wire piercing into the internal organs, and it will always destroy people's body functions......

As if having made some kind of decision, the Pope fell to his knees and pressed his hands to the ground.

The corners of Wu Xiaode's eyes jumped.

I haven't seen the cyclops use this trick before.

And there was obviously an unprecedented power on the other party's body, as if something extremely terrifying was hidden.

"I didn't want to use this trick because it represents the ultimate."

"But now I have only one thought."

"Die, Wu Xiaode, go to the cage of death, and never come back alive!"

The Pope roared.

A deep, swirling black hole suddenly appeared on the ground of the arena.

In a flash.

This deep black hole spreads out, enveloping the entire arena.

Wu Xiaode looked around, only to see that endless iron cages appeared around him, and in each cage, there was a rotting corpse or white bones.

But death is not here.

- Maybe it's still in that parallel world, looking for its prey?

Anyway, it's good that it's not there!

Wu Xiaode was thinking about it, when he suddenly saw the Pope's body slowly fade, almost disappearing from this world.

"This is where the Grim Reaper holds souls, so stay here forever and wait for the torture of the Grim Reaper!"

The Pope's voice came from afar.

He disappeared.

The next moment-

The Book of the Dead suddenly opened, revealing lines of small ice crystal characters:

"You are a soldier of the world of death, with the rank of a bone dragon and the power of awakened death—"

"Book of the Dead!"

"This place is not really a realm of death, just a soul cage that has escaped from the two worlds of life and death."

"It's a cage world where death manifests."

"It doesn't have the right to imprison you!"

The Book of the Dead shook up.

I saw the scene around me pass quickly.

Two demon hands appeared from the void, one left and one right, grabbed Wu Xiaode's arm, and lifted him upward-

Suddenly.

Wu Xiaode broke away from that world and returned to the arena.

The Pope was gasping for breath, his gaze swept away, and suddenly there was another person not far away.

"How could you possibly come back!"

The Pope lost his voice.

Wu Xiaode raised his hand to the Pope and said seriously: "I admit that the power of the god behind you is extremely powerful, the next move, let's divide life and death." ”

He raised his hand and threw his fist.

The mist exploded from him, filling the arena.

That's right, you can't fight the Pope any more.

Every move of the cyclops is extremely powerful, and this time he has already been exposed to Crimson Ray, Vientiane Senluo, and just happened to encounter a move that was exempted from death.

If you were someone else, you would never come back.

The Pope can no longer be allowed to intervene!

Whew-

Wu Xiaode kicked the ground with both feet and rushed towards the Pope like lightning.

The Pope has calmed down.

He looked up at his watch, and suddenly laughed again.

"Wu Xiaode, our personal strength is so small, it is not worth mentioning in front of the gods."

"We sacrifice flesh and soul, and we can call on the power of the gods to descend, and if the sacrifice is done properly, the power will be multiplied several times."

As he spoke, the Pope took a small pot from his sleeve and poured it towards the red scepter.

Blood flowed out, winding and spreading on the scepter.

Wu Xiaode rushed through half of the arena and continued to pounce on the Pope.

Kill the Pope!

Can't give him another chance!

The Pope was unconscious, holding the scepter and drawing runes on the ground, and continued:

"It's 11:59 now, and although I'm going to another world, I'm blessed by the gods, and I'll be back soon to continue to complete a large sacrifice here."

"This sacrificial array is presided over by me personally, and it is an extremely powerful sacrificial spell master."

"It took me almost three minutes to finish it."

"—I guess you won't be able to get back in three minutes."

"After all, the world is almost over."

"If you can come back alive, I guess my sacrifice will be completed long ago."

"Wu Xiaode, I'm waiting for you here."

"This sacrificial array can wield five times my strength, and you will see what despair is."

The voice fell.

Wu Xiaode punched the Pope in the face, but the fist penetrated through the Pope's body.

12 o'clock sharp!

A strange fluctuation suddenly descended on the two of them.

Their figures flashed and vanished from where they were.

Time continues to flow forward.

About a minute later.

A figure quietly appeared in the arena.

Pope.

He raised the red scepter and carefully sketched the sacrificial runes on the ground.

"The world is about to be destroyed."

The Pope muttered under his breath.

"Wu Xiaode, did you die there, or did you come back and be sacrificed to the demon god by me?"

"Whatever you want."

"In short, your death will be the founding gift of the Holy Kingdom."

The Pope said slowly, his hands moving faster and faster.

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