Chapter 744: 4 Yuanyings, I’m so awesome!
"It's someone from the Holy See of Light!"
Not only Wang Xiaoke, but even the members of the Divine Court were shocked.
"Your Excellency the Demon Dragon."
"The sun shines brightly in the sky, and has not yet set. Why should you speak so late?"
In the beam of light, an old man seven feet tall and dressed in a white robe stepped out.
He had a kind smile on his face, and the scepter in his palm was adorned with twelve gems.
It shines brightly under the holy light.
Behind him were the four great religious leaders, all wearing golden robes.
Mu Hualong glanced at the old man and nodded at him.
"I originally wanted Your Majesty to stop Wu Tu, but it seems there is no need."
The old man smiled brightly, holding a scepter, and walked towards the battlefield.
"Hera, you guys step back."
"Yes, His Holiness the Pope."
The archbishop bowed slightly and led the three men to the shore.
As the leader of the Holy See of Light, the Pope has accumulated power for a long time.
They looked at the old man with sincere respect.
Like looking at a god...
"Is this the evildoer that has gained great fame in China recently?"
The Pope has white hair that falls on his shoulders, which makes him look somewhat holy.
His golden pupils lighted up: "It can be forgiven now that you are being executed."
"The light will not blame the lost lambs."
Everyone's breathing held, and they stared at the figure in the air excitedly.
It seems that the Emperor of the Holy See is willing to help you kill this beast!
Before I could react, a ghostly figure came walking on the waves.
He wore a demon mask and was hidden in a black robe.
"Brother Demon Dragon, long time no see."
He jumped up and stood opposite Mu Hualong with his arms folded.
"Brother Long has invited me to this event. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for me not to come?"
The sound came from the sky, and someone was flying in the air.
He was wearing a green gown and a seven-colored longicorn stood on his shoulder.
"Poison King Lu Ning."
Wei Wuqing grinned, he seemed somewhat familiar with this person.
He is an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage who has been living in seclusion in the territory of China.
Many years ago, I owed you a favor, and now you are helping me.
You know, Lu Ning has been famous for a long time, and his poison skills are unpredictable.
The two Yuanying-stage monsters present are both top-level warriors in the world.
Four figures surrounded Wang Xiaoke like a trapped dragon.
There is the Lord of the Divine Court, the Emperor of the Church, the Poison King Shennong, the Evil Ghost Chen Yuan...
The four most powerful ones stood majestically above the vast ocean.
But the aura they circulate is more vast than rivers and seas.
"Four Yuanying masters, even I am seeing them for the first time."
The Blood Demon sighed to the sky: "This time, that kid will definitely die in the West."
"This is a deadly situation. With four powerful people gathered together, who can stop them? "
"It's no surprise that you died here if you dare to come here alone."
"After this, there will be no more disasters in the Divine Court, and we can rest assured."
The four Nascent Souls are enough to sweep away everything in the world.
Not to mention the four of them joining forces, even if Han Daoren himself came, he would definitely die!
Wei Wuqing sneered and couldn't help but sneered.
"With the four great masters joining forces, there is no way that kid will survive."
"I just didn't expect that the adults would be so generous."
Thousands of people on the shore were talking about it at this moment, and their faces were full of pride.
"As expected of you, you are the Lord. You are able to invite the Pope of the Holy See of Light."
"Hahaha, you are talking nonsense about destroying the Divine Court. Let's see who will destroy whom!"
The four Yuanying powerful men had an aura that seemed to collapse the sky, and the air was filled with a murderous aura.
Mu Hualong snorted coldly, his eyes filled with endless majesty.
"I set up this game to get rid of you and Wu Tu."
"But if we can get rid of you, it will be worth the trip."
Chen Yuan pulled out a dagger, placed it on the corner of his lips, and smiled coldly and strangely.
"Tsk, you Chinese evildoer, you are worthy enough to stain my blade with blood."
The Pope spoke with no mercy in his eyes, bathed in the light.
"If you have any regrets in your heart, you can repent half of it under the light."
The Poison King looked at Wang Xiaoke and smiled at him.
"You are also Chinese. It's a pity to waste such a rare talent."
"If it weren't for returning the favor, I wouldn't have attacked you."
Wang Xiaoke frowned and looked at the four people.
Three in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and one in the early stage of Nascent Soul, the lineup is indeed luxurious.
"Cut the nonsense."
He held a three-foot-long sword in his hand and stood in the air, remaining calm despite facing a powerful enemy.
"Why are you pretending to be so righteous? It's just a gang fight!"
"Besides, you guys alone can't kill me."
"Be careful when you come to help, you'll have to put yourself in danger."
Everyone around was surprised, and a sense of admiration welled up in their hearts.
With four powerful men present, who in the world can remain calm in the face of danger?
The young man in front of me, who is full of vigor and vitality, does have some pride.
It's worthy of the word monster!
Mu Hualong and the others had cold faces and a hint of anger in their eyes.
Even with the four of them together, that kid was still so rampant.
"I want to see what confidence you have to say these things!"
Mu Hualong took a step forward, and a thousand-foot-long demonic energy covered the sky and the sun.
It was as if there was a dark cloud, and the sky and the earth became dim.
"The devil dragon brings disaster to the world!"
Nine evil dragons broke through the dark clouds and roared towards Wang Xiaoke.
The body of the demon dragon is like a mountain, and nine dragons appear together, creating a full sense of oppression.
Wang Xiaoke glanced at the black dragon, and his temperament suddenly changed when he held the sword.
He swung the sword and the sword light was like a river, instantly killing the black dragon.
"It's just a trifle, nothing more than that."
Mu Hualong was filled with rage, as he had just said this to him yesterday.
I didn't expect that he would return it to me.
"Haha, really?"
A sinister voice was heard, and a dark shadow flashed behind Wang Xiaoke.
A sinister light came, tearing the void like a strip of cloth.
Wang Xiaoke suddenly turned around and raised his sword to hold the ink-black dagger.
"Stab!"
In a flash, Chen Yuan took out a dagger.
He chopped hard at his neck.
The speed was so fast that no one except the three most powerful men could see the movements clearly.
"Ghost eyes."
There was a green light at the corner of Wang Xiaoke's eyes, and the other party suddenly froze.
In just a moment, the terrifying sword energy came with endless murderous intent.
"Blessing from light, baptism of holy light."
The Pope held the scepter and tapped the air lightly, and Chen Yuan was enveloped by a layer of holy light.
When the sword blade broke through the holy shield, Chen Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly.
He narrowly dodged the sword and immediately distanced himself.
"What a weird move...it can actually control my mind?"
Chen Yuan felt a chill on his back, if it weren’t for the Pope awakening him.
At that moment just now, he would definitely be beheaded!
"The Ten Thousand Poisons Bone Palm."
Lu Ning pushed out with one palm, poisonous mist rose, and evolved into a giant dark green palm.
The colorful longicorn beetle on the shoulder flapped its wings and roared, merging into one with the giant palm.
In an instant, the power and toxicity of the poison palm increased by 30%.
The poisonous fog that spread out even turned the rocks on the seashore into nothingness.
Wang Xiaoke took a closer look and sensed that the poison was extremely strong.
He is indeed a capable person who can combine poison techniques with spiritual power.
And that seven-colored longicorn doesn't look simple either.
"Dragon and Phoenix Sword Technique, Dragon and Phoenix Roaring to the Sky."
Two phantoms of mythical beasts circled, and the sword light attached to them cut through the poisonous palm.
As the poisonous palm was broken, a cloud of poisonous smoke exploded.
Wherever it passed, white smoke rose from the sea surface and the fish corpses rotted into liquid.
Wang Xiaoke held up the barrier to resist the poisonous gas that was coming towards him.
His eyes flickered slightly, and he saw a small insect in the mist.
"Interesting, give it to me!"
Arcs of lightning appeared from his fingertips, instantly penetrating the green mist and binding the colorful longicorn.
Wang Xiaoke got the seven-colored longicorn and put it directly into the Chaos Temple.
Lu Ning's face changed and he realized that he had lost contact with the poisonous insect.
"Where's my longhorn beetle? Hand it over to me!"
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