Chapter 39 Cardinal

The first thing that exploded on the head of the death knight was the first-class magic stored by the priests in the magic wand, the holy light bomb. Of course, this simple magic cannot cause any damage to the powerful death knight, but the dazzling holy light and the light rain formed after the explosion completely blocked the sight of the knights.

The holy light rushing into the silent fog has caused a burst of energy collision, annihilation and convection. The neat dead knight phalanx is unstoppably scattered, and even the unlucky man who accidentally hit the wreck of the building and turned directly to the ground, which can only make his team more chaotic.

The first row of the sacred light spears fell into the uneven death knight phalanx. The interference of light and dark energy collision made it difficult for them to avoid the spears. They were penetrated their chest one by one, together with their horses, and everything burned into ashes.

In contrast, the neat and magnificent holy knights have been singing all the way, overlooking the center of the whole virtual magic city. As soon as the black tide converged in the middle, it was smashed by eight milky white torrents.

Between the collision of the spear and the giant sword, the Holy Knight killed the Death Knight crazily.

The commander of the dark side couldn't sit still. While the flag waved, groups of werewolves roared and crawled on the ground, turning into ferocious big wolf dogs, and their streamlined bodies rushed up.

All obstacles are not a problem in front of their outstanding skills and super bouncing power. The three of them quickly appeared in the gap of the Death Knight's phalanx and waved their claws to the Holy Knight fearlessly, even if the strong holy light had burned them black before their claws approached.

However, the support of the werewolf still gave the death knight an opportunity to regroup, instead of being slaughtered one-sidedly, and the battlefield gradually became sticky.

The heroic Holy See warrior is like the layer of chocolate filling in the middle of the sandwich biscuit, with the sudden attack of the dark parliament and the crazy fighting of blood warriors inside.

The court deacons slowly came out of the darkness and fought with the swords of the secret blood clan with their hands. Both of them liked to wander in the dark, and finally there was a frontal confrontation.

In the face of absolute power, quantity cannot make up for the huge gap. In other words, the outcome of this war has been controlled by the leaders of several major forces from the beginning, and their high-end confrontation is the key to victory.

In the sea of knowledge, under the entanglement of blood sea flames and spiritual spring real water, although the demon god Sakyames completely came, he also fell into the ruthless quagmire of water and fire.

Two shining light spots rushed out from behind him and plunged into the sea of blood. Under the colorful smoke package, they gradually transformed into a beautiful figure.

A sea of blood and real water gathered Qiao Xiaoxuan's figure. Looking at a dripping and rotating cyan paper umbrella in front of him, the long-lost figure appeared under the intertwined light and shadow inside.

"What's going on?!" Qiao Xiaoxuan was shocked.

Goose yellow veil, cloud phoenix hair bun, bright eyes and teeth, face like peach blossom, a beautiful woman who is by no means Zilin or Xiaolin appeared under the paper umbrella, but that face is very similar to the two people, but indifferent and gentle, there is a compassionate mercy and the majesty of overlooking the world.

The woman closed her eyes for a moment and slowly opened her eyes. Of course, Qiao Xiaoxuan's confused eyes came into her eyes.

The woman smiled faintly: "Don't worry, it's me, the real me, the complete me."

"What should I call you? Zilin? Xiaolin? Or, what's your name in a previous life?

"Ten million years ago, my name was E, Nv E. You can call me anything."

Nu'e stared at Qiao Xiaoxuan's eyes, which was full of infinite affection, but made him a little uncomfortable.

"Don't doubt that you and I did know each other tens of millions of years ago. You went through disasters for me, pointed me to become a Taoist and committed heinous murders for me. In this life, you have fought for my life again, regardless of the hard-won opportunity of practice.

The Eastern Xuanmen practice the right path in this life, and the Western Taoism seeks the afterlife. Taoist practice takes the body as the magic weapon to cross the world and goes all the way to the sky. Otherwise, it will fall into Jiuyou and lose the opportunity. In the next life, you will be confused and difficult to achieve. It is not like the Western foreign Buddhism with the protection of hidden demons. You can continue to practice until the day when you become a great demon immortal. That's why Nu'e said this.

"I..."

Nu'e gently pressed Qiao Xiaoxuan's lips, making him unable to dodge at all. Of course, he did not dodge. You don't have to say anything. In the past, you always said I would listen to you. Today, I will say, you listen to me, okay?

Qiao Xiaoxuan suddenly smiled and nodded.

"For fraternity, personal feelings are difficult to exist. Rejecting your feelings and becoming my way is selfless; accepting your feelings and your way is humane. No matter how I choose, I have only one of them. I can't help but find it difficult, and the future of you and me can only be uncertain, so..."

Qiao Xiaoxuan's face was a little embarrassed.

Who knows that Nv'e smiled cunningly, "So, I decided to follow you, just like tens of millions of years ago. If you become successful, you will share the respect of the three worlds; if you fail, you will disappear. However, you and I can't be apart for so long. OK?"

Qiao Xiaoxuan was stunned, but he had nothing to say. What does his husband want to get a wife?

Not far away, the eye-catching Sakyames is still struggling and howling endlessly.

Qiao Xiaoxuan shook his body, and the demon hidden in the starry sky turned into a bloody light and plunged into Zilin's flesh. In the body.

Above the sea of blood, blood-colored meteors fell down and shuttled through Sakyames one by one. In the body.

There's nothing he can do. This guy is full of energy and strong soul. Qiao Xiaoxuan's demon is relatively weak, and it is difficult to eat it into an empty shell.

Countless blood-red figures kept rushing towards Sakyames, rushed out of his other side, rushed into the sea of blood, then adjusted his pace and rushed back again.

With such a crazy repeated attack, Sakyames' powerful soul was rapidly fragile. Under the torture of the real water magic flame, he could no longer fight against it. Suddenly, the blood demon sea, magic flame, real water and blood god retreated one after another. The dark wings gently flapped, and Sakyame's figure disappeared.

Just now, I have resisted the pressure of the bipolar changes, just want to occupy this sea of knowledge, condense the demon fetus in one fell swoop, and come to the world. Now it can be said that all the previous achievements have been abandoned.

Qiao Xiaoxuan felt a surge of qi and blood. The huge amount of energy of Sakyames made him a little uncontrollable, but in terms of mana, he had reached the peak of the refining god of gas, just because he could not understand the way to refine the gods and return to the virtuality, and the Yuanshen could not control more energy.

Nu'e gently slapped Qiao Xiaoxuan's chest, "You think you have two of the five elements of the spirit, and it happens to be the two spirits of water and fire. God's will is all your way of yin and yang. Why don't you understand it?"

The soft voice is like a magnificent voice entering Qiao Xiaoxuan's mind, "The way of yin and yang? Refining the gods and returning to the virtual? The way of reality? Void is yin, and true is yang. I have understood the way of yin and yang. Hasn't I refined my god and returned to yin?

A burst of enlightenment rose in the yuan god, and the relief spread on Qiao Xiaoxuan's mind, indescribably comfortable and cheerful.

Yuanshen stamped his foot, turned into a streamer and rushed out of the sea of knowledge and returned to his body.

Mrs. Zhunti had already woken up from the meditation, and when Nu'e manifested the yuan god, she could no longer convey the energy of Aoki. In a hurry, a black light rushed out of Zilin's body and rose to the sky. It rushed left and right in the blood cloud, but it could not rush out. Instead, it was bombarded by the Xuanyin thunder method condensed by the blood cloud.

Mrszhun ti had to guard beside Zilin and Qiao Xiaoxuan's bodies, but she saw a blood light return to Qiao Xiaoxuan's body, and a powerful momentum swept over. Qiao Xiaoxuan's sitting figure quietly rose to the air, the bright red light flowed, and countless Qiao Xiaoxuan's figure appeared in the sky. It's outstanding.

Qiaoxuan quietly put a fingerprint and shouted, and the devil shook his body and turned into the marrow-absorbing demon clan of bat wings and fangs. They all opened their mouths to the sky and suddenly sucked together. The starlight in the sky was like running water into the devil's mouth.

Beyond the blood cloud, the soldiers of the Holy See, the secret party, and the dark parliament, who were fighting fiercely, all of them suddenly paused, and the whole virtual demon city suddenly shook. The turbulent collision of light and dark energy was crazy, all swarmed towards the blood cloud, stirring into hurricanes, like countless long dragons, piercing their heads. In the cloud of blood.

The appearance of the blood clan manifested by all demons is changing rapidly. The color of the wings is still pure at the beginning. In a blink of an eye, it is already pure white, and each of them has reached the strength of the Duke. The speed of devouring vitality has suddenly increased and is still getting stronger.

At this time, Sakyames finally found the mystery of the blood cloud array, walked through the countless changing small worlds, appeared outside the blood cloud, and saw the scene of endless fierce battle.

Regardless of the demon god, it was serious to restore his strength first. With a shake of his shoulders, his body rapidly became bigger. Between breathing, a huge amount of dark power rushed into the body and quickly replenished the loss.

God's servants obviously saw this legendary, er, fallen angel figure. They prayed desperately. Did God give up his people?

The stunned warrior, on the quiet battlefield, woke up because a werewolf couldn't help howling at the moon, so he joined the short soldiers again - anyway, he had to kill the opponent in front of him before he could talk about how to live below.

In the blood cloud, the battle between the tragic green sword light and the battle angel was also coming to an end. The green light suddenly lit up, and the sword spirit rushed to the sky. The small figure of Sakyamuni's stiff sting emerged and disappeared. The wild evil spirit made the figure of the battle angel a little stagnate, which was as beautiful as a fixed target for Sakyamuni. Wonderful opportunity.

The sword light circled, and the battle angels turned into light and rain, scattered in the sky.

Boom!

There was a burst of explosion, and the huge six-pointed star array was also blown into pieces. Eight paladins spit blood and fell together. How could Sakyamuni be spared them? The miserable green sword light wandered around and made a splitting method. The eight sword lights diverged as if they were blooming, and each found a palait and split it.

With a series of explosions, the magical paladin armor released the most dazzling holy light, resisting the sword spirit, but quickly consumed energy, dim and light visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into eight sets of simple bronze armor.

The sword spirit is immersed in the body. These righteous incarnations are broken and the bones are broken. Even if they will not fall to death, they can only be useless people lying on the stretcher for life.

The sword light roared, and the meteor generally fell to the most dense place on the battlefield. It crossed the decisive battle between the secret party soldiers and the court executioners, and rushed straight into the middle of the charge of the two knights. It roared and swept around like flies. Every time each sword passed, hundreds of lives disappeared in the world.

At the same time, Lord Raphael, who was far away from the church in Islington District, quietly turned his eyes to the sky. The archangel clearly saw the fallen demon body of Sakyames. His wrist turned over and a delicate short bow appeared in his hand. The mysterious tattoo seemed to brew great power, but it revealed a little Excited. Love and beauty are like... like love. Love is the same.

The right hand pulled out an equally exquisite arrow from the void, bowed and arrowed, and the archangel smiled peacefully and easily moved the bow string.

buzz!

With a tremor, the arrow broke through the air.

In a blink of an eye, the demon god, the battlefield, the tragic green sword light, everything seems to be frozen by time, and there is only one leaping arrow in the whole world. The dazzling golden light makes people have an impulse to throw themselves into it, even if they are smashed.

"Cubit's Arrow?! Raphael?! You despicable guy!"

Sakyames, who was immersed in the beauty of energy absorption, shouted wildly, and his anger did not have the demeanor of a wise man at all.

The arrow did not slow down at all because of his abuse. Silently, the dazzling golden light penetrated the body of the demon god and stayed on his heart.

"Ah?! ......”

The serious injury from the soul made Sakyames howled miserably.

A golden streamer seemed to rise out of the air, and Raphael's figure appeared in the sky. The streamer suddenly converged into a brilliant Milky Way and poured down to Sakyames' head.

Light and darkness launched the most fierce battle in the sky in the most direct way of energy collision.

"It does not belong to the world and should not appear. Sakyames, let's go back together."

Raphael's faint voice echoed in the sky.

The golden streamer rises and rolls, and the tide generally wraps Sakyames. Under the most direct collision of light and darkness, the sky was full of muffled thunder. The two-pole energy hedge stirred up a huge whirlpool.

Some smart people know that this is not the time to look at the sky in a daze. They first come back from the shocking picture in the sky, wave the weapons in their hands, and harvest the enemy's lives.

Unfortunately, Sakyamuni's stiffness is definitely one of the smart people, and it does not belong to any force of light and darkness. The miserable green sword light is like a angry dragon, recklessly flipping the wolf in the black-and-white ocean, bringing pieces of freshness. Blood and death.

Ding!

With a soft sound, the majesty of a king suddenly rose in the infinite natural vitality, a long golden sword spotted on the corner of the angry dragon, and the tragic green sword light finally stopped the game-like killing.

The figure of Duke Arthur appeared on the crowd, and the simple and exquisite armor exuded unspeakable majesty, from the inheritance of King Arthur and the blessing of the goddess of nature.

The king's weapon called Sword in the Lake ripples, just like throwing into the Sword Lake.

The tragic green sword light paused, and immediately tossed, soared into the sky and burst down.

Prince Arthur was fearless, and his sword lifted up to the sky.

Boom! During the explosion, everyone found that the battle was still going on.

In the sky, the bone dragon flapped its wings and looked down at all sentient beings quietly. The speaker was shocked to see two forces that did not belong to the world fighting desperately. The dark wizard and witch behind him were manipulating countless death knights. The aftermath of the battle between Sakyamuni and Arthur bombarded a large number of knights, which was a little unpalatable for these wizards.

The vast holy light soared into the air in the natural vitality, and the eleventh round table knight under Duke Arthur (Qiao Xiaoxuan abandoned one) also summoned his full-length armor and appeared on the battlefield with a huge sword.

It seems that Duke Arthur chose the camp at the beginning of the war - since he must fight and bring a disaster to the people of the motherland, why not annihilate the dark forces in one fell swoop in the disaster!

The figures in exquisite grass skirts rushed from the center of the Great Magic City in all directions. Their vigorous figures moved on modern buildings without any delay - at least it is much flatter than the elf forest.

The exquisite arrows sprinkled like flying locusts are more like works of art than deadly weapons.

Super guided archery made each arrow find an opponent of the dark camp, and no enemy had more than one arrow inserted.

The figure of Cardinal Schindler emerged from the void, followed by the "blood angel" de Kula and the great magician old Merlin who should have appeared behind Arthur.

The command power of the priest team automatically moves down according to the official rank. All the red archbishops follow the new celebrities around the pope and go up together. The dark council is their real goal.

The spear of light projected by De Kula first opened the curtain of this local war. The moment when Old Merlin waved his staff, a weak breeze appeared beside the bone dragon, but made this violent big guy unable to move.

Prince Douglas left the bone dragon for the first time. His figure had just disappeared, and a huge pillar of light fell from the sky, covering the speaker and his cute pet.

The burning of Shengyan made the bone dragon open its mouth and emit a silent anger, but this does not reduce any damage.

The speaker raised a circle of dark magic shield to block the sudden holy light, but he was angry to find that he could not expand the shield to protect his pet for a while.

The raid of the Holy See made this old and immortal dark wizard have little time to react. In particular, his body, which only has only a skeleton, is even more unlikely to make any clever dodge actions.

The blood angel rubbed his body, and a condensed spear in his hand flew up and down, constantly clicking on the magic shield of the speaker. Old Merlin fell behind everyone, trying to control the magic element and bind the struggling bone dragon - the struggle with the dragon, making this trembling old man speechless.

When the eight cardinal archbishops saw the vigorous "Holy Judgment" pillar of light, they knew that Lord Schindler had already had the strength that was not inferior to them, and he was much younger. No wonder he would be appreciated by the Pope.

However, none of this is the point. In the next five minutes, every second is a fleeting opportunity.

The bishops looked at each other, took out the small bottle of concentrated holy water in their arms, and threw it out with their already old bodies.

In the bang, it falls on the bone dragon - such a big target can also die.