Chapter 892
Chapter 892
The golden figure was extremely fast, surpassing the semi-god-level Phoenix Queen in an instant, bursting out with terrifying momentum, blocking Luo Fanchen and facing the god-level attack from the four deformed sacred beasts.
"Boom——"
The golden figure slapped out her white and tender palms burning with golden flames, and in an instant, the phantoms of the sacred angels in the sky overlapped, burning with surging golden holy light, and the deformed four sacred beasts were actually shocked back in an instant.
"Roar——"
The four deformed sacred beasts roared with violent anger, as if they did not expect that their god-level attacks would be torn apart by a human who suddenly came out.
The whole audience was silent for a moment,
Everyone looked at the golden figure blocking Luo Fanchen in disbelief, whether it was the countless common people of the Soul Martial Continent, or the soul masters and demons on the battlefield, all widened their eyes.
The elders of the White Tiger Emperor and the righteous strongmen such as Lin Dingtian also had their eyes shaken, and they shouted in disbelief: "Impossible!!"
"She...she...she..."
Guan Canghai, the leader of the Chixiao Sect and the world's number one tyrant sword, actually said "she" three times in a row and couldn't say a complete sentence.
Just now, Luo Fanchen's soul killing Chaofan was shocking enough,
Now there is another female pope!
The one who blocked Luo Fanchen was the pope Wei Yang, her skirt fluttering in the wind, and her phoenix eyes were majestic without anger, all dyed into a golden color.
She was slowly retracting her white jade palm.
"You are not a demigod!!!"
Jian Yixing has always been calm, but now he screamed almost like a woman: "When did you break through to the god level?"
The blood demon elders' scalps tingled and their bodies were trembling. First there was Luo Fanchen, and then there was Di Weiyang. What kind of monsters were these? "Impossible, in the Dharma Ending Age, the heaven and earth are sealed, and the God Realm cannot be sensed. Without the guidance of the God Realm, how can you break through to the god level!"
The Blood Demon Cult Leader was also a little stunned and silent. The paper man's eyes stopped turning and silently stared at the Pope.
The Pope ignored the shock of others. He saw Luo Fanchen was fine. His crimson sandalwood mouth opened slightly, and golden flames burned, but there seemed to be an unquestionable chill overflowing.
"Today, I will protect Luo Fanchen."
"God... the realm of gods..."
Lei Zhenyu and other so-called first-class geniuses below looked up at the figure of the Pope, like ants seeing the bright moon, and couldn't help but feel ashamed of themselves.
"Your Excellency the Pope..."
"It's against the will of heaven!"
The Emperor Xuanwu seemed to be stimulated by something, and said angrily:
"Why!"
"Why can you become a god? How many years have you practiced!"
The Emperor Baihu also stared at his pupils, emitting a pale light of jealousy and hatred.
"Without the guidance of the gods, how can you become a god!"
Emperor Weiyang's phoenix eyes opened and closed, and she was always indifferent to others, as if the Dao was ruthless, and her whole body exuded a majestic temperament of cold plum blossoms proud of the snow:
"Guide?"
"Who made that rule?"
"If no one saves the world, I will save myself."
"Boom--"
A sacred angel suddenly appeared behind Emperor Weiyang, as if he had performed the law of heaven and earth, magnificent and vast. Originally, there were fourteen angel wings, and the divine light shone again and gave birth to two wings. The sixteen angel wings shocked the world.
Her voice was still echoing in the sky, and the White Tiger Emperor's powerful men felt as if they were hit by a heavy hammer in their heads, and their chests seemed to explode with thunder, looking at the Pope with surprise.
Crazy!
Too crazy!
This Luo Fanchen is very similar to the Pope in a way, arrogant and boundless, and it seems that he doesn't know what awe is in his heart.
Yang Tingjun's mouth was bitter, and he laughed in surprise: "I... I am a gun repairman, but my unstoppable momentum is not as good as a woman."
The old rogue Zhan Doudou did not talk nonsense, but his expression was moved: "I have learned a lesson."
The King of Yan was shocked, "Well said, very well said!"
"Who in the world can match the Pope's peerless passion!"
Yang Siye blushed and cursed: "You fucking, wake up, you have a wife!"
"Don't you admire her?"
Yang Siye was speechless for a while when faced with the counter-question.
"God-level!"
"Real god-level!"
Yang Siye murmured in shock. At his level, he knew the value of Di Weiyang's deification in the last days.
The King of Yan was righteous, and his eyes were free of distractions, but admiration from the heart.
Not to mention him, there is probably no man in the world who can match such a Pope.
Luo Fanchen looked at the beautiful figure standing in front of him, his eyes flickering.
The other party had never asked him for anything, but always stood in front of him.
The Pope had always been very hidden,But it seems that she had never hidden it from him. The sixteen-winged angel statue given to him for the second time had already hinted at too many things, but he was not at that level, so he did not understand.
Listening to the Pope's words, feeling her spiritual will to deify against the heavens, combined with what he had seen and heard in the past year and a half, Luo Fanchen seemed to be hit by an arrow many years ago. He suddenly realized a sentence and muttered to himself:
"Only by breaking the order can a new order be established."
Di Weiyang's cold eyes slightly rippled,
Sure enough,
He understood her.
Everyone wondered if they had hallucinations. The Pope smiled?
The corners of the crimson lips slightly raised a shallow arc.
"Boom!"
The surrounding void turned into a golden world,
Even the battle of the old monsters in the sky seemed eclipsed after the Pope's action. The deformed four fierce beasts were suppressed in the golden angel field, and pieces of golden fire feathers were like the sharpest blades in the world, cutting their bodies.
"Master, Master!!!"
"What should I do!"
The Blood Demon Elder looked terrified, his hair stood up, and he called out to the Master.
The terrified Blood Demon Elder turned his head and found that the Master was in a daze, watching the Pope's move with admiration, and roared in anger:
"Master, don't be in a daze, what should I do now! This woman is going to go against the will of heaven!"
"Why are you panicking? I have a plan!"
The Blood Demon Master glanced at him calmly and raised his hands to make a crisp sound.
"Wonderful."
"Too wonderful!"
"Today is really wonderful."
"In addition to Luo Fanchen, there is also Di Weiyang."
"You two really opened my eyes."
"If I hadn't been more unscrupulous and cheating than you, I really wouldn't have been able to defeat you today."
"Boom boom boom!"
The four corpses of divine beasts can suppress a group of peak transcendents by instinct alone, and can be resurrected continuously after strange deformation, but they are dead objects after all. They are suppressed by the Pope in the area covered by golden holy light and continue to suffer heavy damage. Everyone can see that not only the Pope's own cultivation is vigorous, but she has at least three artifacts on her body.
The silky silk gloves covering the soft hands are shining with divine charm.
The hairpin wrapped in the hair also exudes divine fluctuations, as if it is an auxiliary artifact. The palace dress she wears is definitely not an ordinary object. It is not damaged at all by the attack of the deformed divine beast.
"After all, this leader is much more skilled."
"Roar——"
Accompanied by the leader's cold laugh, he pinched the seal, and four blood-colored seals shot out from his hands, breaking through the void and hitting the eyebrows of the four deformed holy beasts.
"Boom boom boom!"
The four deformed holy beasts suddenly erupted with rolling black mist, and everyone's scalp numbed, because the soul fluctuations were transmitted from the corpses of the four dead creatures...
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