Chapter 457 In the Final World War

"Hmm! You are a non-nonsent thing, which is really imperfect. May my Lord understand and make you, a traitor, sink forever!" The elder of the temple shouted coldly.

"Our common god will never appear again, so the current god is me..." In the sky, the old man spread his arms, as if the power of faith that kept pouring into his body made him enjoy it very much.

The king of elves began to condense his magic quickly, and Pilate, the bright elder, sang the divine song of light loudly. In the pattern of the six-pointed star, the six strong men performed their respective duties, but in an instant, this powerful holy array was even more bright.

The thin old man in the high sky was inspired by the unparalleled power below. He did not retreat and advanced. He said loudly, "At this moment, I am the light! I am the sun and the master of the whole earth! What's the use of displaying this ridiculous 'Wrath of the Sky'?!"

The people below did not answer it in words. What they replied was that they gathered together with five supremes and the orcs, which was second only to the supreme comprehensive power, the six holy array, which is also the supreme secret method 'Wrath of the sky' transmitted by the god of elves!

Although the spirit of the soul pot has been heard, it has not been seen, so it is like a meteorite, magnificent, and the body that falls from the sky slowly stops. It is not because it does not want to move forward, but because it is full of endless binding forces between heaven and earth, composed of invisible elements of heaven and earth, which imprisons it. Body.

"Uh! Damn Elf God!" Countless fine and invisible heaven and earth qi constitute small silks, wrapping its body. Although it is invisible, the extremely tough silks of heaven and earth are strangled into the flesh of 'Kumado', and a stream of dark blood gushed out of the body of the old man who seems to have been dead for hundreds of years. It's full of the whole body, is it horrible?

It's just that the spirit didn't seem to feel pain at all. Instead, it laughed. It didn't laugh, so its voice was full of weirdness and madness. Stupid creatures, you have completely angered me. If you believed in me, I would have given you the supreme light. Now that you have violated it, I have to give you immortality!"

Now, from the unfolding of the array, he has been closing his eyes, like the old and dead elder of the temple, suddenly moved. At this moment, his body suddenly became bright.

The body of the elder suddenly left the formation and floated above the sky at the same time. The bright saint outside the array had no sadness or joy on her face, but a sad look flashed in her eyes, but her movements, without any hesitation, flashed into the array at the first time, replacing the vacancy above the bright position to continue to maintain the integrity of the array.

The cultivation of the bright elder Pilate has already surpassed the semi-saint realm. Now he is moving towards the sky. The power sealed by himself in his body is rising steadily. The sacred power of light fills his body, making it look unusually noble and dazzling! This is the real holy realm, an extremely profound holy realm!

The soul pot that was bound by his body was indifferent. He looked at the people flying below and said, "Is this your last resort? You, a person who should have died with this generation of temple popes, can survive and survive until now. I can't imagine how the people of the temple believe you and what kind of adventures your strength have got to this point. It's just that all of these mean nothing to me. You are all going to die today. Are you going to be the first to die now?

The body of the bright elder stopped 100 meters away from the soul pot, because such a distance was enough for him. I have been a damn person for a long time, and I have lived until now just to fulfill my last wish.

The soul pot spirit slowly nodded and said, "Sure enough, I understand that the requiem of the Pope of Light is also the reason why you can be trusted, preside over the overall situation, and climb to the deepest realm of the Holy Land."

"Not bad."

"Hmm, but what about this? That big conspiracy was planned by Kumado, but it's not me. Do you think I will care? Today, even if it is the Pope of Light, he can only choose to submit or die!" After saying that, the ruthless pressure has fallen from the sky. Many mortals below have already fainted. Even some practitioners of the three holy places snorted and turned pale, unable to resist this power that does not belong to the world.

The elder of the temple looked in the distance and sighed in his heart: Lance, there is only so much I can do. If you can't succeed in time, then everything is really over...

The light, supreme light, burst out from the body of the elder of the temple. The dazzling energy and endless brilliance seemed to have restrained the power of the sky and turned the soul pot in an instant. Such energy is almost comparable to the just-dead Pope and Sword Saint Roland.

The bright elder does not have such strength. Even if he has been inherited by His Majesty the Pope, he still can't. He had a long intention to die, and the saint knew that if he had gone, he might not come back, so she couldn't help but feel the sadness in her eyes...

"Huling! You should realize it!" The elder shouted in a low voice.

After that, the high and holy singing sounded from the sky...

"God said that there should be light... So light appeared in this world..." With the singing of the elder, the warm sun in the sky, which seemed to have been shocked by the sun that had been supported by the soul pot, no longer listened to its order. A beam of light fell from the distant sky and hit the The six holy arrays imprisoned the spirit.

In the eyes of the spirit, a look of fear finally flashed. The holy pillar of light sprinkled on its dark body, bringing it endless pain and making it howl crazy. However, the elder's singing is still not over.

"God said! Everything in the light is given by me, and I can also take it back. ......

With his words, all the light in the whole world seemed to begin to condense, especially the soul pot spirit. The brilliance of its whole body seemed to be pulled away. At this moment, only darkness was left.

"Uh!!! Damn it! It turned out to be a great light magic!" Hu Ling screamed in pain.