In recent years, the Glory Cathedral has truly been displayed in the world in a sacred form, like a miracle.

When dark clouds envelop the entire Great Plains of Bespis, there is always a glorious ray of sunlight that shines through the gaps in the layers of clouds and casts on the cloud-like spires of the cathedral.

When the snow covers the entire glorious city and the world is white, the area centered on the cathedral will not have a little snow.

No bird will land on top of the cathedral's towers, and no snakes will climb any of the cathedral's steps.

Even if someone brings smart electrical products into the vicinity of the cathedral, they will be subject to endless interference.

Countless devout bishops, after learning of these miracles, some of them came from far and wide to face the majestic cathedral in the square and bow down with the most devout hearts.

The worship of the Pope by the people of Xixuan has also reached a new height.

Although, in fact, this is exactly the opposite of the Pope's wishes.

With the cooperation of the "greedy man" Nurbek, the old man successfully fused, and the other personalities who had previously conflicted with his three views and had a split personality were instantly suppressed, and greed and betrayal were perfectly integrated into one, and in the following years, they accelerated the process of fusing other carriers.

A few years later, they were a mixture of "admirers", "compassionates", "insidious", "despicable", "arrogant", "prejudiced", "murderous" and "hypocrites".

The human nature, which had already reached a temporary equilibrium, had completely collapsed and lost its basic control.

The old man with dark green eyes, he was not in the original living room, and he would not appear in front of anyone, he was in the dungeon under the cathedral, a hundred meters deep.

Of course, no one can imprison him here, and the adult is already a master that the entire Xixuan Federation cannot imagine.

His appearance here was the last time he lost control, and with the pride of a traitor, a greedy man, and an indomitable person, no one would be allowed to know his current situation, so he appeared in this dark earth in an instant.

At the moment when he collapsed and disintegrated, he used several powerful blocking techniques to seal off the entire underground space, without any sound or light that could be emitted.

The only thing he couldn't control was that the spiritual power around and above the entire Glory Cathedral was violent and disordered, and all kinds of supernatural phenomena caused by it were interpreted as miracles by the people of Xixuan!

The current Pope is actually a monster with all kinds of tentacles.

A gray pig-like fat body was covered with all kinds of suckers, eyes, mouthparts, and limbs, and the body was so large that it covered the floor of the highest underground cell, and kept wriggling.

But in the blink of an eye, this strange combination monster may split on its own, randomly divided into several pieces, and the blood stains are overflowing and churning, forming a blood ball that wraps those strange parts together.

It didn't take long for the blood ball to converge, and a huge humanoid stitch creature appeared there again, with six or seven eyes on its face in confusion, but it forgot its mouth and nose.

The monster whipped its face with its numerous arms, wrists, and feet, as if to annoy itself for another failure.

The dark dungeon space fluctuated, and the blonde youth appeared in the air, staring at the monster in front of him with a serious face.

Obviously, for the natural opponent, the monster still knows Hezi.

Although he had no mouth, a dull laugh came from within his body:

"Prospects...... Blonde, you're late...... You're done...... There aren't a few left...... Do you still dare to make a move on me now? ”

The spiritual power of the dungeon space began to rage.

Hezi's face became more and more serious, and his heart moved.

However, the surrounding spiritual power turmoil did not subside according to his wishes.

His mind instantly checked the Source Spirit World, and the Source Spirit World corresponding to this area was still shocking and not peaceful.

Out of control!

The blonde young man's face did not change more, but there was a little remorse in his heart.

I knew I couldn't indulge this guy too much.

He went too far, and even the control of the origin spiritual power was taken away by the other party.

A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Hezi's mouth, throwing a message to the monster.

"Haha, you look like a devil, but your will? Do you dare to face the believers with such honor? ”

"Anyway...... You won't get ...... either."

On the bare face of the stitching monster, six or seven eyes suddenly glowed, and he blatantly launched the spell! It's out of control anyway, so it's better to devour this biggest enemy in one fell swoop!

The black light curtain that he was familiar with with the incomparable special spell instantly enveloped the entire dungeon!

Hezi naturally did not dare to slack off, and immediately resisted with the corresponding spells.

Only "devouring" can fight devouring.

He instinctively knew that if in this case, he was devoured by this runaway monster, then both of them would be doomed.

The other side will not succeed, but they may completely disintegrate into more than twenty pieces and scatter in all directions.

Maybe the final outcome will be to start all over again, and wait for the tolers to wake up a little from ignorance next time and find out the new bearers one by one, but, at that time, will it still be this Hezi?

Although the stitching monster is confused, its magic ability is not compromised at all, and the black light curtain is as thick as substance, so that Hezi's same spell is irresistible.

The two light curtains are homogeneous and homologous, and they become one in an instant.

He Zi was shocked and instantly escaped into the source spirit world.

In the dimly lit dungeon, a black curtain of light dissipated, and the stitching monster laughed maniacally.

After a brief impact of the black light curtain, he actually changed a little.

The fifteen personality attributes, including the betrayal attribute he originally carried, were instantly divided into three factions.

Admiral, compassionate, unyielding, humble, noble, and benevolent are one and merge with each other;

Insidious, mean, arrogant, greedy, hypocritical, and betrayal are all in one faction, and they are also perfectly compatible;

Neutral prejudice, piety, indifference, and feelings are a faction that is deeply integrated.

In an instant, the stitching monster burst and decomposed again, and this time, it was he who took the initiative to adjust his image.

After the flesh flies, every drop of flesh is quickly combined again.

The tall body of the crowned old man reappeared, and this time it looked normal.

Of course, if you have three faces, left, middle and right, it is normal.

From the front, his eyes are gloomy and cold, from the left, his expression is loving and solemn, and from the right, his eyes are indifferent, and his face is calm and indifferent.

He looked up at the void, his eyes on both sides of the hand looking up strangely.

Immediately, he shook his head slightly, as if he knew that even if he followed him into the Source Spirit World at this moment, he would not be able to fuse that Hezi.

He slowly lowered his head, and the cold expression of the gloomy owl was slightly restricted, and it became a little gloomy:

"Doesn't it mean that the gods and Buddhas have both compassionate and solemn appearances and angry eyes?"

The face on the left showed a look of disdain:

"It's ridiculous, such a distorted interpretation, such an interpretation of the separation of human nature and the division of the divine soul, it is just self-deception, why don't you dare to enter the source spirit world? It's not that you're afraid that the other party's control over the Origin Spiritual Power will surpass you! ”

The expression on the right side is calm, as if the heart is like water.

"However, in time, it is really unknown who will become Him!"

On the three faces, the dark green eyes slowly closed.

Gregory sat down cross-legged like a god and Buddha in the East.

In the sky above the City of Glory, the breath of heaven and earth changed suddenly, and the divine aura that enveloped the Glorious Cathedral suddenly dissipated.

……

Neither Gregory nor Hezi knew that in the distant Eastern Earth World, in that void, the "guardian" of one of the Nine Sons, the red-faced and slightly chubby bearded old man, also experienced a thrilling ice and fire in the short period of time in their dungeon fight.

Originally, in all these years, there has always been only one Pope and Hezi in the City of Glory, who originally represented the two supreme mages.

The blazing and high-brightness point of light that represents Hezi has not appeared for ten years, and the Jiuziyue Association even thought that the guy was gone, although Lingyuzi, Shilongzi and the envoy did not have this judgment, but the rest of the nine sons would inevitably have this guess.

That long-lost point of light was no longer a red color, but a bright white, and suddenly appeared in the predetermined position, the City of Glory, fused with the crimson light that represented the Pope, and covered the entire Western Xuan World in one fell swoop.

There was no need for the old man to be in a hurry, and in the huge virtual image of the mother star on the desktop, the entire hemisphere representing the Xixuan World was so bright that he couldn't see any other points of light.

Just as the old man was wiping his sweat, the snowy light suddenly dimmed, and the entire hemisphere seemed to have turned into a black hole, without a trace of light coming through!

After a while, the Xixuan world, shrouded in a black light curtain, gradually returned to its usual appearance.

All that remains is the light of the previous Pope.

The only difference from the previous one is that the Pope's red point of light is not so red.

Acute Zi hurriedly recorded the image and sent it to Lord Lingyuzi.

……

Just after the remnants left, Welling continued to sit next to the wood carving guarding the palace, regretting in his heart that he had forgotten to consult the Lord of the Sacrificial Wine, had he heard of a senior master of the empire, the Taoist mustard.

He immediately activated his spiritual power and searched through the Empire's online enchantment, but did not get any information about Mustard Seeds.

Could it be that he really had a dream in the dark world of the source spirit?

Then all the processes are just the process of the transformation and derivation of one's own spiritual power?

This process includes the splitting and refining of spiritual power, including the calculation of the laws of the source spirit world, and the old Taoist with long eyebrows is actually an evolutionary image in his own Yuan Shen cultivation?

Thinking about it this way, Welling didn't think it was too far-fetched.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he no longer deliberately pursued the matter.

For a moment, he forgot about mustard seeds.

Because he thought of his good friend, Li Shibalang, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Today is the day of the mid-year holiday, and Li Lingyou and Yang Xiaoyu are drinking in Honghu Tower in Dongshi.

Looking at the vast lake downstairs, it is comfortable and indifferent.

"Eighteen Lang, Brother Yang, don't come to harm?"

The familiar voices of the two of them sounded in the sea of knowledge.

The two of them were stunned at the same time, their hands shook, and the wine was poured.

Li Lingyou and Yang Xiaoyu suddenly got up and looked at each other incredulously:

"Welling! He's back! ”

Before the two of them could react from their shock, they saw a figure in a warlock's robe slowly appear at their wine table.

Ten years have passed, Welling's appearance is still the same as it was then, there is no change in the slightest, and his eyes are still so surprising and clear.

Li Lingyou and Yang Xiaoyu have been marked by the years, both of them have a bit of wind and frost on their faces, and they have some messy beards under their chins, while Yang Xiaoyu has more of a layer of vicissitudes.

Welling smiled and arched his hand:

"Brothers, why are you so sloppy? How can there be a little bit of the style of the imperial capital? ”

Li Lingyou's hand holding the wine glass was facing Wei Ling, trembling constantly, and the wine was dripping.

After a moment, he burst out laughing:

"Haha, Brother Welling, you can be counted back, I know that everything will not be difficult for you!"

Before the words were finished, he hurriedly swallowed the remnants of the wine and turned his back to cover up his gaffe.

Yang Xiaoyu's expression was surprised and complicated, put down the wine glass, and bowed:

"Welling, it's good to come back, it's not in vain that I miss all kinds of things!"

"Haha, I'm back, it's not easy to be too much, in the snap of my fingers, the vicissitudes of the world, come, sit down, sit down, and slowly talk about the past ten years."

Welling sat down casually and found himself a glass to pour his wine.

The liquor entered his throat, and Li Lingyou was stimulated to the point that his eyes were red:

"Haha, some say, there are too many things!"

So he also leaned over and sat down, and threw a message to the waiter not far away about serving wine and food.