"Praise God, that your light shines on the earth, and that your holiness shines on all mortal worlds. www.biquge.info it is you who have created such a world, and brought peace and stability. When the demons once again roam the earth, when the devil returns to the people, please open your great eyes and use your inexhaustible divine power to destroy all the darkness in this world!"

Under the leadership of Pope Leonard, the bishops who came to the court raised the crosses on their chests one after another and began to kiss them, and the holy light once again broke through the dense dark clouds and sprinkled the world.

The crown of thorns was not controlled by the Pope at all, and pierced directly into his head. The thorns oozed out of Sensen's blood, and in the blink of an eye, they were absorbed by the crown of thorns itself.

The crown of thorns, which has absorbed blood, gradually changes from dark green to dark red. The branches of the crown of thorns were desperately piercing Leonard's head.

Constantly absorbing blood and strengthening themselves, at this time, with the support of the crown of thorns, Pope Leonard's body suddenly emerged with a divine power far beyond the limits of the mortal world, making their great summoning technique even more powerful.

"Whew, swoop!" a heavy wheezing sound came from his mouth, and little Roland, who seemed to be fighting against something, was obviously struggling to do so. Don't look at the demonic aura he emitted easily annihilated so many referees, but the crisis in his body seems to have intensified.

Blood energy and demonic energy, these two yin energies that should not be in conflict, but they were inexplicably mixed together, and Xiao Luolan's body that was finally strengthened was used as a battlefield, starting a battle that should not have existed.

At the beginning, Mu Ran condensed the blood energy with the blood handprint, but he taught Xiao Luo Lan to practice the Demon Dao Exercises. Under the constant conflict between these two extremely cold energies, it will only be Xiao Roland himself who will be tormented by pain.

If he can stand up, maybe he will be able to rise to the top and really have the strength that belongs to the eldest earl of his blood clan, or even more exaggerated. But if he can't hold on, or if these two energies have some more changes, then even if Mu Ran is on the side, he can't think of saving his life.

Here, Mu Ran, Patriarch Fio, Duke Rick and others were anxiously waiting, and on the side, Pope Leonard's summoning ceremony seemed to have reached the end.

The pair of wings on the angel's staff were only ornamental, originally hanging low on the orb. But at this last moment, the pair of angel wings stretched out at once, and the intense light illuminated Leonard more exaggerated than a light bulb in the night, almost like a symbol of light in the world.

Behind him, Archbishop Kalai and the others waited silently. They have spent a great price, and they don't know what kind of powerful method the gods they can summon at that time are.

Time passed.

The light dissipated.

There were no angel wings, no holy feathers, and no divine aura that symbolized the archangel, as if the summoning technique of these bishops was nothing more than a farce of dancing gods, and the process was vigorous, but the result was nothing.

"No, it's impossible, what, how can this be? Could it be that the Lord God has abandoned us?"

In addition to him, several other cardinals and cardinals also glanced at each other, and they did not dare to say more, for fear of disturbing and angering the pope. Such a result is enough to make the Pope angry, if he talks more, I am afraid that his own seat will not be long before he sits.

Without those lights, without the sparkle of the holy spell, the sky was rendered into a night by the demonic energy on Xiao Roland's body, and it was once again pitch black. In the tranquility, there was only Mu Ran, who seemed to smell a trace of something not quite right.

As if he understood something, Mu Ran's old face was full of angry expressions, and he waved the red cane in his hand angrily, and he came outside the cloud and mist array in a flash.

Bite!

But it is the sound of the crimson cane and the angel staff, a cane, and a magic staff. Tightly grasping the right hand of the fire crystal cane, Mu Ran could even feel a little numb, what kind of person would this have such strength? The ten-winged archangel, the twelve-winged archangel, or the mysterious god Yahweh?

It's a pity that no one is it. The one holding the angelic staff was only the Pope himself. Of course, in the process of shaking Mu Ran, Pope Leonard retreated much farther than Mu Ran.

With a cold face, Mu Ran put his cane sideways and quietly guarded in front of Xiao Luolan, not letting anyone cross even half a step.

"You, not the Pope. Who are you?" Mu Ran's brows furrowed. Of course he felt it, although the Pope he saw at the beginning was not bad, much more powerful than the so-called Prince Duke, but in the Central World, at best, it was at the level of scattered immortals and earth immortals. If you talk about this kind of strength, you can take over his peak quasi-saint move with one or two so-called artifacts, unless the so-called artifact is a heaven-opening spirit treasure such as the Pangu Axe, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible.

The crown of thorns and the angel staff, could these two artifacts be the Heaven Opening Spirit Treasure? If so, they would have been used by the Lord God a long time ago, and would they have been stored in the Divine Court for so long? Yes, Mu Ran asked.

On the other side, Pope Leonard, who was not too old, looked at Mu Ran with some surprise, as if he wanted to see him clearly. But it's a pity that no matter how much he urges the divine light to shine on Mu Ran's body, he can't get the slightest clue, as if there is no such person as Mu Ran in this world.

"I'm not the Pope, but you're not an old fellow of the Bloods. My name is Yahweh, what about you?" said Pope Leonard, no, it should be said now that the man named Yahweh was unhurried.

The word Yawei may not be heard in other people's ears, but the cardinal archbishops behind him, and William, the chief referee who fell to the ground, heard it, but their faces turned white all of a sudden, as if they remembered something.

It seems that the sacred book in the forbidden land of the divine court records that the other name of the Lord God Yahweh is Yahweh.

"It doesn't matter what the name of the little old man is. It's just that the little old man has worked hard for so long, and it is not easy to find a little guy who can inherit the mantle, but you don't say a word, it's like you want to kill my little guy, then the little old man will definitely not rest with you. Mu Ran also seemed to have guessed a little bit of the other party's origin, and continued with a sneer, "You use your divine sense to support the lower realm, little old man wants to see how long your divine sense can support, is it really the same as what is written in the book made up by your disciples and grandchildren, it is really omnipotent!"

Hearing this, Yahweh's face changed. He didn't expect someone in the Nether to be able to see through his details. Indeed, with his divine sense, even he can't support it for too long, and he may not be able to exert too strong strength. Otherwise, under the intersection of the two rods just now, it may not be that he retreated farther.

Yawei still had something to say, but Mu Ran no longer gave him this chance. The Fire Crystal Cane carried an endless stream of pitch-black flames, and it had already smashed down on the head!