Chapter 65; Holy Cross

The strong invasion of Erlang's guard post greatly shared the pressure of Han Bai and others. When the eighteen dead men on the back of the cracked thunderbird landed like gods and entangled with the holy knights, the perfect cooperation made Zhang Ziyang not weak.

Wen has Taiji to calm the world, and Wu has eight poles to determine the universe!

Su Long's strength has improved a lot compared with the previous meeting. His hands falsely reported, the dragon raised his head, the tiger went down, and his legs pricked the horse. His body moved slightly and faintly combined with heaven and earth. A punch and one palm suddenly burst into a strong wind, and continuously hit the sacred knight. Their fighting spirit seemed to have been attacked by the long river, destroying and destroyed. He was clean, fell to the ground, and howled in pain.

The most domineering beast is Chen Zhiang, a war meat grinder. When he completely turned into a giant, he was not afraid with a knife, axe and gun stick. He punched it out like the peak of the five mountains. Within five meters around him, all the approaching holy guards were broken arms bleeding and cracked bones. The sound is endless and frightening.

Chen Hongliang has been extremely low-key since he entered the field. He saw the mosaic that Yirong was confused with the sacred congregation at a glance. The two looked at each other and smiled. Chen Hongliang's Yirong's means were not inferior to the mosaic. The two watched and helped each other, pulled coldly, and patted the bricks, which was very comfortable.

Compared with the bravery and cunning of his men, the captain Xue Yiyou walked in the crowd and seemed to be a little helpless. He didn't provoke others, and there was no one to provoke him. He found a secluded corner alone to say hello to Han Bai, sat cross-legged, set up the umbrella of seven treasures, ate dishes and drank wine. Some short-sighted congregations couldn't stand it. This man's rampant death and anger, before he was close to the seven treasures and umbrella, countless lights fell down. No matter how the outsiders hit him, it was difficult to break in.

The strong aid came, which was undoubtedly a strong shot for Han Bai. Looking at Cornell, who was facing each other, his fighting spirit was high.

Since Jiulei Bang Tiandao Dacheng entered the strong man of Huayuan, he has not met a stronger and horizontal existence to test his strength for a long time, and Cornell is undoubtedly a good opponent. The Light of Judgment is known as the first hegemony of the Holy Light Judgment, born out of the ruling scepter, and its power is invincible in the world, and Jiulei bombarding Tiandao claims The upright platform of heaven is indestructible and unbreakable. The two belong to the same path, but they are different from each other. When they collide, no one can predict who is superior or inferior.

Since the intervention of a group of Erlang's guard station, Cornell expected that this had been premeditated and looked ugly. Several times, he wanted to capture all the shrimp soldiers and crabs. Unexpectedly, Han Bai returned his body in his own way and targeted him from the side, making him unable to start. With the manic mentality, his ruling on his body. The light became more and more dazzling, and it can be seen that the third leader of the Holy Alliance, who has been in a high position and ten thousand people under one person, is completely angry.

"Han Bai, I don't know the purpose of your attack on the temple this time, but I can tell you with certainty that the Holy Alliance will definitely pursue this matter to the end."

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, Han Bai was very happy. What Cornell said was obviously a real anger and waves in his mentality. This was a big taboo for the master's duel. On the spot, he continued to provoke, "The Holy Alliance is no longer the great force that flattered the light at the beginning, and now it has completely become a tool for some people to seek benefits. This time Whether it's Erlang's guardhouse or Ares, they are all fighting for my Han Bai's face to rescue the Buca family mosaic. If you don't make an unfair ruling, how can you make people angry! Let me tell you, Cornell, today I chose to do it at the moment the door of the Holy Spirit opens, in order to make you sanctimonious guys notorious in front of the gods, avoid the crown and cut off the damage!"

"You... You are looking for death!"

Connell was completely furious. He raised his hands high, and the light of judgment condensed into a golden lightning that appeared in Cornell's palm.

Holding the ruling with lightning, lightning and thunder, Cornell shouted "judgment!" From the top of the temple, countless thunders suddenly fell and split on the heads of everyone waiting for Erlang's guard station.

Han Bai did not leave his hand at present. The yin and yang thunder in his body flowed rapidly, turning into two real bodies. One black and one white figure pulled up at the ground at the same time, facing the thunder that fell in vain from the sky.

"Crazy Legs!"

"The sky is falling with thunder!"

The mad devil's leg, born from the wind demon leg, is more powerful than the former. One leg comes out and turns into ten thousand demons. Ten thousand demons are like strange beasts, regardless of their lives.

Under the use of Yang Lei's real body, the thunder hand is even more powerful and domineering. From top to bottom, Han Bai carried the five elements of thunder power like a flying fire meteor, irrigating into the palm of the water, carrying the fairy wind footwork, ethereal, and the remnants holding one palm of each palm, turning into a hundred thousand, and gathering Cornell on all sides. Bafang, a sudden attack, blocked his whole body retreat, since he was going to be forced to burn jade!

The other party was fierce. In the past, Cornell would never fight hard, but he was provoked by Han Bai's words, his eyebrows were angry, and his red robe was full of wind. The light of the ruling was like thousands of spears without dead corners. The two faced each other, the confrontation between the field and vitality, the competition between thunder and the ruling, the strong power, and the expansion Scattered, regardless of the enemy, I will be involved in the scene and hanged. At present, the two sides gave up and retreated to the corner of the hall to watch the visual feast, including Johansen and Noah, who gave up the fight, their eyes were full of worry, looking at the two people confronting in the center of the light wave.

rumbling.....

Several loud noises exploded in the temple, and the whole hall shook as if it were about to collapse.

The war between Han Bai and Cornell did not expect to destroy the foundation of the temple. Several beams made of gold and jade collapsed. The existence of this ancient temple that has stood for thousands of years is already precarious!

Sacred Light!

Nuska, who was sitting high in the papal position, couldn't help but take action. The holy book in his arms rose quietly, and the nuns under his feet sang the Bible loudly. A wisp of music wrapped around the holy book. The light was thousands of light. The shaking of the hall slowly subsided. The broken beams seemed to reverse time and recovered as before. The most terrible thing was the light. Shooting on the sacred religious people below, they were surprised to find that their injuries had quietly improved, and the power in their bodies was full to the peak. The most terrible thing was that there was a fighting spirit burning in their hearts. Looking at the enemies in the distance, they were confident that they would send all these dared to provoke the bright heresies to hell.

"The light lasts forever, and the holy light is infinite! Han Bai, you are valuable for the inheritance of nine thunderbold the heavenly way. You should have helped the world and blessed the world, but you did something to interfere with the temple under the cover of heresy, and the criminals were so great. Now people and gods are angry, and I will punish you on behalf of thousands of creatures. Holy Light Cage!"

The holy book bloomed with holy light, and the page of the book quickly turned over, and finally fixed it on a hysterical howl picture. A cage built with holy light covered Han Bai on the spot.

He tried to break out of the cage. Han Bai was horrified to find that his body was restrained and balanced by a powerful force. This power was horrible and rich in his cognition. Only his grandfather Beihuang genius had it.

"Those who touch the gods, the fire will burn your body, the wind will erode your soul, flying sand and stones will turn into sharp blades and cut off the ugly in your heart layer by layer."

As Nuska's deep voice sounded in the hall, a strong wind suddenly broke out in the bright cage. This was an extremely violent storm. Han Bai seemed to be in it as if a lonely boat was floating in the sea of the waves. He felt that the roaring vitality in his body was being swallowed up by the strong wind. He did not react. With the ability to resist, he can only sit still and wait for death. The power of his holy book is not what he can resist now. Even if Han Bai has become a strong man in the Holy Land in front of the gods, he is still the fish on the cushion board and let the gods slaughter.

"Add... Gawanlei... In one... I don't... Broken... Don't stand..."

Han Bai closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and intermittently spit out the general outline of the heavenly road. He relied on his tenacious will to fight against the violent torture in his body. He firmly believed it! After the wind and rain, the light of the rainbow will be extremely bright.

"Fire, flying sand!"

Puff~

A fire rose from Han Bai's feet. This is a pure white flame, as flawless as platinum. Han Bai's painful eyes stretched out in the center of the flame were cracked. This flame combined with the evil fire of the earth and the fire of punishment summoned by the holy book, instantly broke through his protective vitality, burned his internal organs, and the pain spread from his toes. To the brain nerve, the physical mind, including the triple punishment of the soul, made Han Bai have the impulse to commit suicide for the first time.

"Little white face!"

Zhang Ziyang roared and killed the bright cage, and the ten-party murderous spirit vented on the cage hoping to get Han Bai out of the sea of suffering. Unfortunately, the invincible ten-party murderous spirit met the nemesis. In the face of the holy book of the sacred alliance's thousand-year inheritance of faith, his murderous spirit was too small, too pitiful, and the anti-shocking holy light. On Zhang Ziyang's body, a mouthful of blood spewed out. He flew out and fell to the ground confused.

"Nuska, you despicable, Noah must kill you today!"

The divine seal on Noah's forehead flashed with golden light, and countless earthy yellow breaths rose from the ground to support him, instantly replenishing the power consumed in his body to the peak state. His palms held a huge earthy yellow light ball. Noah's handsome face rarely floated crazy, the earth was roaring, everything was wailing, and it was stable again. The Temple of Light trembled, and the temperature of the air was rising. In the distant sky, meteorites seemed to be pulled by some force and were flying at the speed of sound, and its target was locked. It was the Temple of Light.

"Blessed by Nuska, Noah's Wandering East Asia Alliance has learned an old saying that heaven and earth are not benevolent to everything as a ruminative dog! You black-hearted people under the banner of light, for the sake of power and interests, do not hesitate to base your own desires on the pain of your kind. Even if you die together today, Noah will make the light always pure, dispel all foul, magic skills, and collapse!"

Noah, who was suspended in the air, was embraced by a ball of golden light. He closed his eyes and spit out a series of strange runes. Johnson's face changed. He waved angel wings to stop him from coming forward but was knocked away by the earth power and fell to the ground. He held his chest and shouted at Nuska, "Stop him, stop him quickly. This is the divine language, the oldest language of the gods, and a taboo word used to create all things! Damn, how can Noah speak a god? His strength is not enough to inherit the memory of the god of the earth. Why..."

Hearing Johnson's moan, Cornell's face changed greatly, and the light of the ruling recovered his own nephew's injury, and his eyes looked at the door without a trace.

Everyone has selfishness, and Cornell, as a cardinal, is no exception. As an angel, he knows the power of "divine language". This is not the power that can withstand at this level of the human world. Once Noah really fights to death, he will not hesitate to give up the Temple of Light and take Johnson out. This is The only bloodline of their family is the hope of their family.

Compared with the frightened and turbulent religious people on the field, Pope Nuska showed his extraordinary literacy. The light of the holy book in his hand soared. At the same time, the frequency of singing by the nuns around him began to accelerate. The sacred cross behind the power was glorious, and the door of the hazy Holy Spirit in the fog cracked slightly. The light of Taoism burst out and hit Noah. He only heard a low voice over the whole city of God. The sound was accompanied by infinite pressure, a kind of pressure that no one could resist. In front of this pressure, Nuska, the pope of the world, knelt devoutly. Cornell picked up Johnson, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and also knelt down, and then Mosaic, Erlang's guard station, 18 dead men, who did not believe in light and only asked for their own, inevitably knelt down. Although they want to resist this huge pressure, but in front of the gods, except gods, all creatures are just ant-like beings. They want to grasp their fate in front of the gods, which is just a joke, a big joke.

The magic skill, the sky and the earth cracked, disappeared....

The meteorite in the distant sky returned to the original place, and the trembling temple calmed down. Under this pressure, Noah was forcibly pressed to the ground. He was bleeding and wanted to get up to compete with the sky, but he was fiercely pressed under his feet by the sky and could not move.

"Jiu Lei... Boom Tiandao... Eight hundred miles... Lei Yan is so strong!"

In the bright cage, Han Bai lay on the ground with his head high and roared. He raised his palms and suddenly fell to the ground. Thousands of lightning burst out with him as the starting point, breaking through the checks and balances brought by the pressure and breaking through the shackles brought by the light. Han Bai stood up and his eyes were cold and terrible. His upper body was scarred. Suddenly, he smiled at the sacred cross behind Nuska. With one leg, one palm and one punch, he turned into a roaring dragon and challenged the supreme god.