Chapter 387
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At the lotus core of the sword lotus in the center, Zhao Shi was very weak in the face of the fire army and the three angels, and nearly a thousand flying swords around him had collapsed.
Come on! The enemy's front is too fast, too sharp!
He had no time to regroup the collapsed flying swords to form a recurrent array of attacks. The opponent was like a red eating knife cutting butter. From the beginning of the war, the tip of the sword had already reached the core of Jianlian.
At the critical moment of life and death, Zhao Shi could only hold the blood lotus sword floating around him, and the blood of his whole body poured into his body, and more than a hundred of the most elite flying swords still remained around him.
"Kill!"
Zhao Shi roared, his body turned into red, and the sea of blood covered all the flying swords. All the flying swords took the blood lotus sword as the core, flying resonance, and orderly formed a refined array.
From the appearance, the small sword array with Zhao Shi's flesh and blood skeleton and divine sense as the connection, the blood lotus sword and more than a hundred flying swords as the wings turned into a long bloody sword with a killing intention.
The long sword of blood escaped the light quickly, and killed Gregory III, who was in the front of the charge with the tip of a needle.
"Fire is the king of the world!"
With no fear, Gregory III carried his army forward to Zhao Shi's flying sword, which was made of flesh and blood. His eyes were fixed on the tip of his sword.
Waves! Waves!
The overwhelming intention of killing is like the tide, which impacts on the hearts of all living creatures, and the sword meaning of bloodthirsty and crazy is everywhere.
Although both Gregory III and Pope Joseph were extremely tough, they still fell into Zhao Shi's sword world.
"Praise my Lord
"Your throne is high in the sky, you will clean up the world and create a new heaven on earth!"
They opened their eyes again and saw a sea of fanatical belief in gold and red. In the ocean, a young man with a sword in a black Taoist robe looked at them quietly.
The strong religious desire around him is like a gangrene with bones, but when touching the black Taoist robe youth's robe, it is like a drop of water stained with glass beads, and it quickly falls to the ground, without any impact on him.
"Hypocrite! If you dare to steal the faith of gods, you shall die
As soon as he saw the scene around him, Pope Joseph understood everything. He was furious, and his murder was rampant, as if he had been violated to the deepest taboo.
He immediately understood who was the god worshipped by the blood God church, which was widely spread in the territory of the original magic Empire and uprooted all the beliefs of the Church of light.
Faith is the thing that the true God is entitled to contact. All mortals and all people who attempt to contact the power of faith are the most sinful blasphemers.
"Kill him."
Gregory III was even more straightforward. Although he didn't know why he was here, he didn't want to pay attention to this and immediately drove his horse to kill Zhao Shi.
As soon as he started, he stopped in amazement.
He was shocked to find that, like his own life, the flame that had been flowing in his body for hundreds of years had disappeared without a trace, and turned into a strange but inexplicably familiar force.
Looking around him, he slowly emerged from the void one by one with broken armour. Most of them had very terrible injuries, some of them had complete head fracture and chest crack.
But now, all the wounds on their bodies are completely healed by a strange force. All the Knights quickly form an orderly formation according to their own strength and kneel on one knee:
"your majesty! Fight for you
Gregory III frowned, feeling the strange and familiar power around him, and looking at these loyal subordinates who had been lost in the past, but now suddenly come back to life, he was at a loss.
But on the other side, Zhao Shi's increasingly dangerous feeling reminds him of what he must do as soon as possible.
"It's psychic."
Pope Joseph said to him in a deep voice: "your knight's mental strength is very stubborn. You can't take the initiative to attack, but you have a strong resistance. Familiarize yourself with it and feel it. This is the power hidden in your heart."
Around him, there were dense figures, mostly angels, priests and devout believers. They came to Pope Joseph and surrounded him with firm steps and singing songs praising God.
Under their common singing, the holy light is full of light, and a tall and beautiful angel comes slowly. The burning white flame on the huge holy sword burns the nearby soul space into distortion.
Zhao Shi looked at their actions and made them, especially Gregory III, adapt to the environment and the way of fighting here.
The battle in soul space is different from that of the outside world. There is no time, no order, and no sneak attack. The only way to defeat and kill the enemy is to defeat him.
"Joseph, I don't know if you know."
After waiting for a while, Zhao Shi made the two men ready and said, "I once said to your avatar that although you stand at the top of the world when it comes to the battle of spiritual strength, it seems to me that it is very superficial."Pope Joseph's face was frozen.
"Now, I'll tell you about it again."
Zhao Shi slowly pulled out his long sword from his waist, held his hands high, and gently chopped down, tearing out a red flash of lightning from the space, and all his spirits were involved in the sword.
"This is..."
The faces of Pope Joseph and Gregory changed greatly at the same time. They felt a will of destruction. All the spirits came to warn that the doom of doom was coming.
"Warriors of the Empire, follow me!"
"Kill the heretics and spread the glory of the Lord!"
Instinctively, they react violently at the same time in a life and death crisis.
Gregory's lance stabbed at the sky, the tip of the spear twinkled, and the spirit and the knight behind him became one. The horse's hooves exploded like thunder, trampling on the sky with ripples.
"Charge!"
Like a sharp spear, Wanjun roared at the red lightning in the sky.
On Pope Joseph's side, the prayers of believers and priests were louder and tidier, and all of them were of one mind. The angel breath in the sky rose rapidly, white wings fluttered, and the red lightning was chopped off with the holy flame sword.
"My Lord, your glory spreads all over the world, you will clean up the old and decadent world!"
At the beginning of the attack, the angel and Wanjun met with trouble. The belief in the God of blood can't hurt Zhao Shi at this stage, but it doesn't mean that they have the same ability.
"Lord, we will kill with you."
Thousands of people's desires are intertwined and linked. Countless figures with golden red swords, ragged clothes, straw sandals and even bare feet have changed their goals at the moment when noble angels and High Knights appear in the sea of faith.
Countless people have killed them, and for the time being they are no longer obsessed with being integrated with the God in their hearts.
"Damn it, quick, kill him, quick!"
Their strength is weak, but the number is infinite. They use their own bodies to hold down the pace of the angels and the armies and kill their strength. Pope Joseph is in a great hurry and speeds up the pace of attack.
The red lightning in the sky, which covers half of the sky, did not care about the attack of tens of thousands of people's beliefs below, and did not intend to let them delay more time. The red lightning flashed away in front of the majestic angels and roaring armies, tearing the black space lines and disappeared.
At the same time, the body of Gregory III and the majestic angel are stiff, turning into a little light and breaking down.
The remaining two transparent and frail shadows screamed and hid in some places in fear and disappeared.
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At the lotus core of the sword lotus in the center, Zhao Shi was very weak in the face of the fire army and the three angels, and nearly a thousand flying swords around him had collapsed.
Come on! The enemy's front is too fast, too sharp!
He had no time to regroup the collapsed flying swords to form a recurrent array of attacks. The opponent was like a red eating knife cutting butter. From the beginning of the war, the tip of the sword had already reached the core of Jianlian.
At the critical moment of life and death, Zhao Shi could only hold the blood lotus sword floating around him, and the blood of his whole body poured into his body, and more than a hundred of the most elite flying swords still remained around him.
"Kill!"
Zhao Shi roared, his body turned into red, and the sea of blood covered all the flying swords. All the flying swords took the blood lotus sword as the core, flying resonance, and orderly formed a refined array.
From the appearance, the small sword array with Zhao Shi's flesh and blood skeleton and divine sense as the connection, the blood lotus sword and more than a hundred flying swords as the wings turned into a long bloody sword with a killing intention.
The long sword of blood escaped the light quickly, and killed Gregory III, who was in the front of the charge with the tip of a needle.
"Fire is the king of the world!"
With no fear, Gregory III carried his army forward to Zhao Shi's flying sword, which was made of flesh and blood. His eyes were fixed on the tip of his sword.
Waves! Waves!
The overwhelming intention of killing is like the tide, which impacts on the hearts of all living creatures, and the sword meaning of bloodthirsty and crazy is everywhere.
Although both Gregory III and Pope Joseph were extremely tough, they still fell into Zhao Shi's sword world.
"Praise my Lord
"Your throne is high in the sky, you will clean up the world and create a new heaven on earth!"
They opened their eyes again and saw a sea of fanatical belief in gold and red. In the ocean, a young man with a sword in a black Taoist robe looked at them quietly.
The strong religious desire around him is like a gangrene with bones, but when touching the black Taoist robe youth's robe, it is like a drop of water stained with glass beads, and it quickly falls to the ground, without any impact on him.
"Hypocrite! If you dare to steal the faith of gods, you shall die
As soon as he saw the scene around him, Pope Joseph understood everything. He was furious, and his murder was rampant, as if he had been violated to the deepest taboo.
He immediately understood who was the god worshipped by the blood God church, which was widely spread in the territory of the original magic Empire and uprooted all the beliefs of the Church of light.
Faith is the thing that the true God is entitled to contact. All mortals and all people who attempt to contact the power of faith are the most sinful blasphemers.
"Kill him."
Gregory III was even more straightforward. Although he didn't know why he was here, he didn't want to pay attention to this and immediately drove his horse to kill Zhao Shi.
As soon as he started, he stopped in amazement.
He was shocked to find that, like his own life, the flame that had been flowing in his body for hundreds of years had disappeared without a trace, and turned into a strange but inexplicably familiar force.
Looking around him, he slowly emerged from the void one by one with broken armour. Most of them had very terrible injuries, some of them had complete head fracture and chest crack.
But now, all the wounds on their bodies are completely healed by a strange force. All the Knights quickly form an orderly formation according to their own strength and kneel on one knee:
"your majesty! Fight for you
Gregory III frowned, feeling the strange and familiar power around him, and looking at these loyal subordinates who had been lost in the past, but now suddenly come back to life, he was at a loss.
But on the other side, Zhao Shi's increasingly dangerous feeling reminds him of what he must do as soon as possible.
"It's psychic."
Pope Joseph said to him in a deep voice: "your knight's mental strength is very stubborn. You can't take the initiative to attack, but you have a strong resistance. Familiarize yourself with it and feel it. This is the power hidden in your heart."
Around him, there were dense figures, mostly angels, priests and devout believers. They came to Pope Joseph and surrounded him with firm steps and singing songs praising God.
Under their common singing, the holy light is full of light, and a tall and beautiful angel comes slowly. The burning white flame on the huge holy sword burns the nearby soul space into distortion.
Zhao Shi looked at their actions and made them, especially Gregory III, adapt to the environment and the way of fighting here.
The battle in soul space is different from that of the outside world. There is no time, no order, and no sneak attack. The only way to defeat and kill the enemy is to defeat him.
"Joseph, I don't know if you know."
After waiting for a while, Zhao Shi made the two men ready and said, "I once said to your avatar that although you stand at the top of the world when it comes to the battle of spiritual strength, it seems to me that it is very superficial."Pope Joseph's face was frozen.
"Now, I'll tell you about it again."
Zhao Shi slowly pulled out his long sword from his waist, held his hands high, and gently chopped down, tearing out a red flash of lightning from the space, and all his spirits were involved in the sword.
"This is..."
The faces of Pope Joseph and Gregory changed greatly at the same time. They felt a will of destruction. All the spirits came to warn that the doom of doom was coming.
"Warriors of the Empire, follow me!"
"Kill the heretics and spread the glory of the Lord!"
Instinctively, they react violently at the same time in a life and death crisis.
Gregory's lance stabbed at the sky, the tip of the spear twinkled, and the spirit and the knight behind him became one. The horse's hooves exploded like thunder, trampling on the sky with ripples.
"Charge!"
Like a sharp spear, Wanjun roared at the red lightning in the sky.
On Pope Joseph's side, the prayers of believers and priests were louder and tidier, and all of them were of one mind. The angel breath in the sky rose rapidly, white wings fluttered, and the red lightning was chopped off with the holy flame sword.
"My Lord, your glory spreads all over the world, you will clean up the old and decadent world!"
At the beginning of the attack, the angel and Wanjun met with trouble. The belief in the God of blood can't hurt Zhao Shi at this stage, but it doesn't mean that they have the same ability.
"Lord, we will kill with you."
Thousands of people's desires are intertwined and linked. Countless figures with golden red swords, ragged clothes, straw sandals and even bare feet have changed their goals at the moment when noble angels and High Knights appear in the sea of faith.
Countless people have killed them, and for the time being they are no longer obsessed with being integrated with the God in their hearts.
"Damn it, quick, kill him, quick!"
Their strength is weak, but the number is infinite. They use their own bodies to hold down the pace of the angels and the armies and kill their strength. Pope Joseph is in a great hurry and speeds up the pace of attack.
The red lightning in the sky, which covers half of the sky, did not care about the attack of tens of thousands of people's beliefs below, and did not intend to let them delay more time. The red lightning flashed away in front of the majestic angels and roaring armies, tearing the black space lines and disappeared.
At the same time, the body of Gregory III and the majestic angel are stiff, turning into a little light and breaking down.
The remaining two transparent and frail shadows screamed and hid in some places in fear and disappeared.
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At the lotus core of the sword lotus in the center, Zhao Shi was very weak in the face of the fire army and the three angels, and nearly a thousand flying swords around him had collapsed. Come on! The enemy's front is too fast, too sharp! He had no time to regroup the collapsed flying swords to form a recurrent array of attacks. The opponent was like a red eating knife cutting butter. From the beginning of the war, the tip of the sword had already reached the core of Jianlian. At the critical moment of life and death, Zhao Shi could only hold the blood lotus sword floating around him, and the blood of his whole body poured into his body, and more than a hundred of the most elite flying swords still remained around him. "Kill!" Zhao Shi roared, his body turned into red, and the sea of blood covered all the flying swords. All the flying swords took the blood lotus sword as the core, flying resonance, and orderly formed a refined array. From the appearance, the small sword array with Zhao Shi's flesh and blood skeleton and divine sense as the connection, the blood lotus sword and more than a hundred flying swords as the wings turned into a long bloody sword with a killing intention. The long sword of blood escaped the light quickly, and killed Gregory III, who was in the front of the charge with the tip of a needle. "Fire is the king of the world!" With no fear, Gregory III carried his army forward to Zhao Shi's flying sword, which was made of flesh and blood. His eyes were fixed on the tip of his sword. Waves! Waves! The overwhelming intention of killing is like the tide, which impacts on the hearts of all living creatures, and the sword meaning of bloodthirsty and crazy is everywhere. Although both Gregory III and Pope Joseph were extremely tough, they still fell into Zhao Shi's sword world. "Praise my Lord "Your throne is high in the sky, you will clean up the world and create a new heaven on earth!" They opened their eyes again and saw a sea of fanatical belief in gold and red. In the ocean, a young man with a sword in a black Taoist robe looked at them quietly. The strong religious desire around him is like a gangrene with bones, but when touching the black Taoist robe youth's robe, it is like a drop of water stained with glass beads, and it quickly falls to the ground, without any impact on him. "Hypocrite! If you dare to steal the faith of gods, you shall die As soon as he saw the scene around him, Pope Joseph understood everything. He was furious, and his murder was rampant, as if he had been violated to the deepest taboo. He immediately understood who was the god worshipped by the blood God church, which was widely spread in the territory of the original magic Empire and uprooted all the beliefs of the Church of light. Faith is the thing that the true God is entitled to contact. All mortals and all people who attempt to contact the power of faith are the most sinful blasphemers. "Kill him." Gregory III was even more straightforward. Although he didn't know why he was here, he didn't want to pay attention to this and immediately drove his horse to kill Zhao Shi. As soon as he started, he stopped in amazement. He was shocked to find that, like his own life, the flame that had been flowing in his body for hundreds of years had disappeared without a trace, and turned into a strange but inexplicably familiar force. Looking around him, he slowly emerged from the void one by one with broken armour. Most of them had very terrible injuries, some of them had complete head fracture and chest crack. But now, all the wounds on their bodies are completely healed by a strange force. All the Knights quickly form an orderly formation according to their own strength and kneel on one knee: "your majesty! Fight for you Gregory III frowned, feeling the strange and familiar power around him, and looking at these loyal subordinates who had been lost in the past, but now suddenly come back to life, he was at a loss. But on the other side, Zhao Shi's increasingly dangerous feeling reminds him of what he must do as soon as possible. "It's psychic." Pope Joseph said to him in a deep voice: "your knight's mental strength is very stubborn. You can't take the initiative to attack, but you have a strong resistance. Familiarize yourself with it and feel it. This is the power hidden in your heart." Around him, there were dense figures, mostly angels, priests and devout believers. They came to Pope Joseph and surrounded him with firm steps and singing songs praising God. Under their common singing, the holy light is full of light, and a tall and beautiful angel comes slowly. The burning white flame on the huge holy sword burns the nearby soul space into distortion. Zhao Shi looked at their actions and made them, especially Gregory III, adapt to the environment and the way of fighting here. The battle in soul space is different from that of the outside world. There is no time, no order, and no sneak attack. The only way to defeat and kill the enemy is to defeat him. "Joseph, I don't know if you know." After waiting for a while, Zhao Shi made the two men ready and said, "I once said to your avatar that although you stand at the top of the world when it comes to the battle of spiritual strength, it seems to me that it is very superficial."Pope Joseph's face was frozen. "Now, I'll tell you about it again." Zhao Shi slowly pulled out his long sword from his waist, held his hands high, and gently chopped down, tearing out a red flash of lightning from the space, and all his spirits were involved in the sword. "This is..." The faces of Pope Joseph and Gregory changed greatly at the same time. They felt a will of destruction. All the spirits came to warn that the doom of doom was coming. "Warriors of the Empire, follow me!" "Kill the heretics and spread the glory of the Lord!" Instinctively, they react violently at the same time in a life and death crisis. Gregory's lance stabbed at the sky, the tip of the spear twinkled, and the spirit and the knight behind him became one. The horse's hooves exploded like thunder, trampling on the sky with ripples. "Charge!" Like a sharp spear, Wanjun roared at the red lightning in the sky. On Pope Joseph's side, the prayers of believers and priests were louder and tidier, and all of them were of one mind. The angel breath in the sky rose rapidly, white wings fluttered, and the red lightning was chopped off with the holy flame sword. "My Lord, your glory spreads all over the world, you will clean up the old and decadent world!" At the beginning of the attack, the angel and Wanjun met with trouble. The belief in the God of blood can't hurt Zhao Shi at this stage, but it doesn't mean that they have the same ability. "Lord, we will kill with you." Thousands of people's desires are intertwined and linked. Countless figures with golden red swords, ragged clothes, straw sandals and even bare feet have changed their goals at the moment when noble angels and High Knights appear in the sea of faith. Countless people have killed them, and for the time being they are no longer obsessed with being integrated with the God in their hearts. "Damn it, quick, kill him, quick!" Their strength is weak, but the number is infinite. They use their own bodies to hold down the pace of the angels and the armies and kill their strength. Pope Joseph is in a great hurry and speeds up the pace of attack. The red lightning in the sky, which covers half of the sky, did not care about the attack of tens of thousands of people's beliefs below, and did not intend to let them delay more time. The red lightning flashed away in front of the majestic angels and roaring armies, tearing the black space lines and disappeared. At the same time, the body of Gregory III and the majestic angel are stiff, turning into a little light and breaking down. The remaining two transparent and frail shadows screamed and hid in some places in fear and disappeared. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
