Two streamers rose into the sky, like comets across the sky over Haizhou City, many people saw this scene, and regarded the two of them as meteors, and actually began to make wishes to their streamers.

Late at night, the sea, the moon hangs high.

Lu Zheng stood out of thin air, three feet apart, just standing quietly above the sea.

"Dear Mr. Lu, can I start killing you?" the Sage bowed slightly and saluted him.

"Accompany you at any time!" Lu Zheng said lightly.

He can't hide from what should come, he is now a big man, and the hidden powerhouses from all sides will appear one after another.

Lu Zheng is in this world, ignoring all the rules and destroying all the balance, which is the greatest threat to those hidden powerhouses.

Those who have the ability choose to confront, and those who are not capable choose to compromise.

And the sage in front of him chose to erase it.

"The glory of the Lord spreads throughout the world—the Great Illumination!" the Sage waved a golden scepter and chanted a mystical incantation.

Suddenly, a crack opened in the dim sky, like a miracle descending, and a huge pillar of light through the sky bombarded and killed.

With Lu Zheng as the center, a huge pillar of light enveloped the land within a radius of thousands of meters. The infinite sea water immediately boiled and quickly vaporized, revealing a rocky reef hundreds of meters below sea level.

"If you only have this strength, I advise you to commit suicide early!"

Above Lu Zheng's head, a green lotus bloomed, and thousands of sword qi fell down like a waterfall, firmly guarding his body in it.

Seeing this scene, the Sage looked solemn and said in a deep voice, "You are really not from this world. ”

"But the glory of the Lord is endless!"

"A gift of light!"

The Sage raised his head to the sky and roared, his long hair dancing wildly in the wind.

That piece of sky suddenly broke through a huge opening, and countless bright raindrops like starlight, like a bright meteor shower, turned into a curtain of light and fell in the dark night sky.

Every point of light has great power, enough to easily turn a tall building into powder.

And in front of Lu Zheng's eyes, the sky was full of meteor points of light, dense and overwhelming, enveloping everything in heaven and earth.

"It turned out to be a cultivator of the light department, looking at this battle, it is estimated that behind the deity, there are at least hundreds of billions of devout disciples. ”

Lu Zheng never took this Vatican sage in his eyes, he was just a container, a human container used to hold the power of that cultivator.

It's like a marionette in his hand, manipulated by that cultivator at will, even if it is destroyed, it can't hurt the deity in the slightest.

The first point of light landed on Lu Zheng's Qinglian light mask, just like concentrated sulfuric acid dripping on the iron, making a screeching sound, and it was actually corroded into a small gap.

Then, the second, the third, and the fourth......

This huge rain of light was obviously sprinkled all over the sky, but in mid-air, it gradually formed the shape of a funnel.

All the points of light were concentrated on Lu Zheng alone, and even a few meters near him were not affected in any way.

At a glance, it looked like a huge awl that smashed down on the top of Lu Zheng's head.

"Hahaha...... No matter how strong you are, you will not be able to surpass the Supreme Lord! Surrender, repent, beg for mercy, tremble and tremble before the greatness of the Lord!"

Seeing that the cyan light mask on Lu Zheng's body was constantly weakening, the sage laughed wildly.

His life spanned seven hundred years, and he fought countless battles for the Holy See. However, in the past seven hundred years, all the battles combined, there is no such great battle as today, which can make him so excited.

In the eyes of the sage, Lu Zheng is probably a special existence similar to the "Lord", that is, equivalent to a god in the eyes of mortals.

At the last moment of his life, it was perfect to be able to kill an "evil god" and make the greatest contribution to the glory of the Lord.

Click!

The light mask transformed by Qinglian was like an old porcelain, and an obvious gap was cracked.

"Foolish evil god, accept the Lord's sanction!"

The face of the saint was extremely ecstatic, and he was able to complete the feat of "killing the gods".

His exploits will become a legend, a myth, firmly recorded in the Vatican's churches, admired and worshipped by countless believers.

As long as you can receive such high glory, what if you are dedicated to the Lord?

"Evil God, I'm just a demon, a demon who swallows the sky!"

Lu Zheng slowly raised his head, and the cold groaned in his mouth.

Behind him, a terrifying shadow, like an ancient mountain, rose from the ground.

The light and rain in the sky, in front of that terrifying shadow, suddenly seemed childish and ridiculous. Thousands of points of light fell on the shadow of the demon, but it was painless and ineffective.

Lu Zheng's eyes were as deep as an abyss, and he spit out four words that had been lost for a long time, the four words that had made the heavens and all worlds tremble and tremble - "Great Demon Devouring the Sky!"

The devil's mouth is like the sea, like a long whale sucking water, making a terrifying swallowing sound, that kind of endless power, as if it can swallow the entire sky.

In an instant, the light and rain in the sky were like rivers flowing into the sea, and all of them were sucked into the devil's mouth.

Even, the speed at which the light rain landed could not catch up with the speed of the devil's mouth.

The demon shadow let out a low roar unsatisfied, and exerted its strength again, and from the light rain, a holy figure shrouded in light sucked out.

This is the illusory image of the mind of the "Lord", and at the same time, it is also the connection point between the Vatican sage and the cultivator.

It's like the silk threads on the puppet's body, connecting the manipulator to the puppet in his hand.

"Swallowed!" Lu Zheng said coldly.

The terrifying demon shadow immediately increased its strength, like a wind and clouds, and swallowed the phantom of the "Lord's" mind directly into the demon's mouth in one breath.

Crunch, clatter, squeak!

The demon shadow chewed vigorously, making a scalp-tingling gnawing sound, as if he was devouring a living person, swallowing the phantom of the "Lord's" mind into it.

"Impossible, this is impossible! The Lord is invincible, the Lord is eternal, the Lord is immortal, the Lord is eternal, the Lord is eternal......"

The Sage roared in a frenzy, his head scattered, his voice hoarse, and even his eyes overflowed with scarlet blood.

With the shattering of the illusion of thought, the Vatican Sage, who was a descending god, was completely disconnected from the cultivator beyond the distant void.

His skin began to dry up rapidly, wrinkled rapidly, and his whole body turned into a punctured balloon, which leaked for thousands of miles.

In the blink of an eye, the Sage, who was still like a god just now, turned into a withered skeleton corpse covered in skin and bones, and when the sea breeze blew, it turned into powder in the sky and disappeared completely.

It's a bad stomach, it's terrible!

(End of chapter)