When the thunder continued to fall, Du Wen was standing on the top of a barren mountain fifty miles away.

It's not that Du Wen didn't want to get closer, but within a radius of fifty miles from the area where the thunder fell, an evil spiritual power turned into an invisible curtain and shrouded it. This spiritual power is extremely cold and yet extremely hot, dark and deep, but with a strong power of light, it is as violent as fire, but it is as quiet as ice, it seems to be spreading outward at any time, and at the same time it seems to be collapsing inward at any time.

This kind of evil spiritual power Du Wen had never heard of or seen, and he did not dare to approach within fifty miles, lest the person who emitted this spiritual power would discover his deeds. He stood quietly on the top of the mountain fifty miles away, watching coldly as thunderbolts continued to fall.

"The Thunder Tribulation that normally breaks through the Holy Realm will not be so terrifying, there should be two fools who broke through the Holy Realm at the same time, making their Thunder Tribulation one. Du Wen sneered, his right hand gently stroking the spindle of fate suspended beside him.

"When the Thunder Tribulation is over, no matter whether the person who breaks through the Holy Realm succeeds or fails, the creature that releases this spiritual power is the time when the vigilance is the weakest. This is when it is in our best interest to launch a surprise attack. ”

With a deep sigh, Du Wen said confidently: "Of course, we have enough strength to destroy an evil spirit, but if we can save a little power, why not?"

Zafay, dressed in golden armor, stood beside Du Wen, listening respectfully to Du Wen's lesson.

Behind Du Wen, there were also eighteen bishops dressed in blood-colored robes with the Holy Cross of Flame tattooed on their backs. Six of them wore flaming Holy Cross pendants made of blue gold on their chests, apparently all of whom were Templar Judgment Priests of the Church Judgment House.

Behind the bishops were a thousand guardian knights clad in golden armor and shimmering with a faint light. The Guardian Knights of these churches are known as 'Guardians', and their equipment is very different from that of the Knights of Punishment. They were armed with heavy armor and tower shields, and were armed with heavy warhammers that hung from their waists, rather than spears and swords that the knights of punishment were fond of.

The mountain wind blew through this elite army, and the blood-colored cloaks behind the guardian knights were raised one after another, as if rivers of blood were rolling.

After I don't know how long, the thunderclouds in the distance slowly dispersed halfway, and then three thunderbolts the thickness of the water tank whistled and fell. The corners of Du Wen's and many bishops' eyes suddenly jumped, and Du Wen muttered in a low voice, "Evil heresy, this is the punishment of the gods for you. It's really amazing, such a powerful thunder, I didn't have such treatment when I broke through the Holy Realm. ”

Pursing his lips and smiling strangely, Du Wen said indifferently: "This also proves that the heretics who are stepping into the Holy Realm are exceptionally powerful, and we must eradicate them." Eradicate them while they are still weak, or when they grow up, God's people will be poisoned and hurt by them!"

Taking a deep breath, Du Wen looked at Zafi: "Use the space holy weapon to seal the surrounding void at the first time." That old friend of ours, the mysterious Elder of the Assassins' Guild, warns us that this heretic can summon some powerful evil beings, and we don't have to risk it!"

Zafi bowed slightly to indicate that everything was ready.

Du Wen smiled with satisfaction, he gently stroked the spindle of fate, and prayed in a low voice: "Under the gaze of God, all disguises will be gone." The targets that the foolish Assassins failed to discover would of course be exposed in the light of our gods. That evil spiritual power is beginning to dissipate, let's go, let's punish the evil and reap the spoils!"

"My dear old friend, what is it that makes your heart flutter and gives me such a bargaining chip? Gods, if you do not hesitate to support me in the race for the Pope for the sake of what is in that heresy......, then why don't I take all the gains and compete myself? Am I really your pawn?"

The donkey stomped on Alda's head, stomping his head into the dirt and stomping on it. He shouted and scolded: "Fool, in front of me, you are not allowed to mention any words such as greatness, perfection, and wisdom, these precious words can only be used to describe me! I will fuck your uncle, you ......."

A white streamer shot down from the sky hit the donkey's body, and the donkey snorted, and the small body was knocked out by the streamer. The streamer flickered rapidly on the donkey's body, and a palm-sized holy cross badge appeared on the donkey's skin, burning his black hair 'sneering'. The donkey shouted angrily, "Wrath of the Goddess of Dawn, bastard of the Temple of Dawn!"

A heavy hammer roared, and Zafi, dressed in golden armor, pounced on the donkey with a remnant, and the heavy hammer slammed down on the donkey's head. There was a loud thud and the donkey rolled its eyes and took a few steps back, and Zafi's hammer suddenly bounced up, hitting Zafi's face with a thud.

Zafay's eyes shook twice, and he sat down on the ground. He failed to kill the donkey with a sneak attack with all his might, but was smashed into darkness by the force of the rebound. His towering forehead had been smashed down more than an inch high, and blood was dripping from his nostrils mixed with his brain.

As a powerful warrior at the pinnacle of sainthood, Zafai has terrifying powers. But in the face of the extremely strange creature of the donkey, Zafay, who was at the peak of the saints, lost his combat effectiveness as soon as he made a move.

"I~do~you~we~have~people~of~big~master!"

The black hair on the donkey's body stood up one by one, and a circle of rich black gas poured out from his body, and the white light that burned wildly on his body quickly extinguished. The donkey roared word by word: "I hate people slapping me in the face the most! I have such a pure and lovely face, and I have been disfigured by you, how can I seduce a girl with big breasts!"

With a roaring roar, the donkey came to Zafi like a ghost, opened his mouth and bit down on Zafai.

"Wicked beings, depart from the servants of God!" six Templar priests of the Inquisition flashed past Zafi's side, and they raised their right hands at the same time, and a pale gold scroll burst in the palm of their hand. Circles of spatial ripples visible to the naked eye swept in all directions, and the donkey's figure was pushed by the spatial ripples, and suddenly skewed outward seven or eight meters away.

A large mouth popped out from Zafai's side, and with a loud 'click', the big mouth closed, and a large piece of the ground was swallowed by the big mouth. Zafi shivered, wiped the blood and brain from his nostrils, and staggered to his feet.

At the moment when the donkey was knocked flying, Lin Qi had already summoned dozens of array disks. The flying array formed a three-dimensional magic array around him, and a huge magical aura gushed out from the magic array, and circles of magical light quickly spread around.

At this moment, the golden scrolls in the hands of the six Templar Priests exploded, and scattered spatial ripples swept through the space within a radius of more than ten miles. Lin Qi's body shook for a while, and the magic array that had just been formed suddenly scattered, and the magic aura came to an abrupt end.

Lin Qi was shocked, and he exclaimed, "Alda, help me stabilize the magic array!"

Alda, whose head had been stepped into the ground more than two feet deep, raised his head violently, he let out a loud shout, and pounced on Lin Qi with a lingering image. He chanted the incantation, and the vast amount of magic quickly spread out in all directions. The scattered magic array quickly stabilized under the joint efforts of Alda and Lin Qi, and the aura of magic power poured out from the magic array again.

But there was a roar in the void, and in the golden light of the scrolls offered by the six Templar priests, a strange holy artifact slowly tore through the void and levitated above everyone's heads. The surrounding void suddenly condensed, and Lin Qi had an illusion, as if the void had been shattered and regrouped together, and his magic array suddenly disappeared, and he could no longer exert any effect.

Suspended above the head is a one-sided curved circle with a diameter of about one meter, exuding a mysterious halo throughout the body, like a knot in hair!

'The Crown of Mebius', which is the famous artifact of the god of space enshrined by the Church. The crown of Mebius in front of him is just a projection of the real artifact, but it also has the power of a peak-level holy weapon, at least it is enough to imprison the surrounding space, so that even a qiē space prop cannot be used.

Lin Qi frowned, although he didn't know what this thing was, the powerful spatial power it exuded was beyond doubt. He tried to pull out some life-saving items from the World Ring, but he was surprised to find that his mental power could not make contact with the World Ring. A thin layer of spatial barrier appeared on the exterior of the World Ring, and Lin Qi clearly sensed that if he had enough strength, he could break through this barrier, but with his strength, he couldn't do this at all.

Du Wen was surrounded by a strong white divine light, slowly descending from the sky like a small sun, and behind him, twelve cardinals surrounded him, and a thousand guardian knights formed an arc moon array and gradually approached Lin Qi and the others.

With a bright smile, Du Wen chanted loudly: "Heretics, fallen sinners, in the name of the gods, I pronounce your sentence...... Death penalty!"

Playfully crooked his mouth, Du Wen squinted and smiled: "Execute it now, we don't have to waste time!"

The donkey tilted his head to look at Du Wen, and then he suddenly laughed.

"Fuck your uncle, how many years have I not seen this kind of ** magic stick? Every time I think I have won, every time I make it seem like I just ** blush, but every time I am fucked to cry, every time I am the first to flee for my life!"

A heavy mouthful of thick phlegm spit on the ground, and the donkey looked at Du Wen and shouted: "Grandson, hey, grandson, look here, the uncle called you." Grandson, do you know uncle? I said I fucked your uncle, why didn't you react at all?"

Du Wen's face distorted, he stared at the donkey, and howled hysterically: "Catch it alive, I will put it in the soup pot!"

The donkey smiled weirdly, then opened its mouth and spat out a huge and exquisite stone coffin!

"The grandson in the coffin, get up, there is a grandson outside who wants to fuck your uncle and me, hurry up and cut people!"

The donkey shouted for joy.