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　　 "Huh, stop talking nonsense, give it to me!"

　　 The pope looked at the form and waved his big hand. The fat angels behind him carried their long swords and slew towards the dragons behind the king formation.

　　 And the pope himself, also carrying a long sword, struck towards the royal formation.

　　 The king formation looked at it, and with a movement in her heart, Bai Linger quickly turned into a long sword, and then the king formation took it and slashed at the lightsaber that the pope had split.

　　 "clang, clang, clang, clang"...

　　 There was a series of collisions between the sword body and the sword body. When the two separated, the long sword in the Pope's hand had become a broken sword full of gaps.

　　 After all, the long sword in the hands of the king formation is a fairy sword, how can it be compared with the spiritual weapon in the hands of the pope!

　　 "Hmph, you will use the magic weapon in your hand to bully me stronger than mine. If you are able to resist using the magic weapon, we will fight it again!"

　　 Seeing that the magic weapon in his hand had become tattered, the pope did not know the magic weapon in the hands of the king formation, which was absolutely higher than the magic weapon in his hand, so he looked at the king formation and said.

　　 "Hey, don't use it if you don't use it!"

　　 When Wang Zhen heard it, his heart moved, and Bai Ling'er was taken back into the storage ring by him.

　　 "For your fatness, I will let you do it first!"

　　 After receiving the Bai Ling'er, the king array spoke to the fat pope.

　　 When the pope saw that the magic weapon in the king's array was put away, he was delighted, and threw away the tattered long sword in his hand, clenched his fist and rushed toward the king's array.

　　 Seeing that the Pope rushed by himself, Wang Zhen's heart moved, and he set up a hand gesture with eighteen palms of the dragon.

　　 When the pope's fist hit him, he did not hesitate to launch the first form of Jianglong's Eighteen Palms, Kanglong regretful, and hit the pope with one palm.

"boom"

　　 With a palm down, the pope flew backward at a faster speed.

　　 The king formation saw that he was gaining momentum and not forgiving, his feet kicked on the ground, and when he chased it, another flying dragon with eighteen palms of the dragon fell into the sky and hit the pope.

　　"Boom"

　　 Under the two palms of the king's formation, the pope didn't even have time to react, so he was shot and fell into the hall behind him.

　　 The main hall was smashed by the body of the pope and suddenly collapsed, revealing a huge silver and gold angel with three pairs of golden wings inside.

　　 "Ahem, I didn't expect you to be a dual cultivator of Lingwu, and your martial arts cultivation base is not weaker than the spiritual qi cultivation base."

　　 After the pope landed, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood, looked at the king array and said regretfully.

　　 "Hey, I just know now, it's late!"

　　 When Wang Zhen heard this, he smiled and wanted to go up and end the life of the pope!

　　 As for the angels under the Pope, they had already been wiped out by those dragons at this time!

　　The ear-tip king formation also heard them discussing whether or not to tear off those angel wings, grill them and have a look, who is more delicious with the birdman's wings.

　　 "噗嗤"

　　 At this moment, the pope vomited blood again, only to see him mysteriously looking at the royal formation and saying, "It doesn't matter if I can't beat you, because I still have the Father God."

　　 After the pope finished speaking, he suddenly recited a spell piously.

　　 When Wang Zhen heard it, he looked at the pope curiously, wanting to see what he said just now.

　　 After the pope finished chanting the spell, there was a sudden wave of space in the sky, and then a creamy white glowing golden thread fell from the sky and fell into the pope's body.

　　 Wang Zhen looked at it and was startled, because he felt a huge pressure from the milky white light.

　　 After the milky white light fell into the pope's body, when the pope opened his eyes again, his eyes had turned golden.

　　 saw him look at Wang Zhen curiously, and then Wang Zhen felt his body, as if there were no secrets!

　　 "Hey, cultivator! Mortal?"

　　 "Why do I feel that you are a cultivator, but can't see your realm?"

　　 At that moment, the pope spoke suddenly, but his voice changed to a female voice.

　　 "Ah! You are not the Pope, who are you?"

　　 Wang Zhen asked suspiciously when he heard it.

　　 "Me? The pope you are talking about always calls me God the Father!"

　　 Hearing the king's formation asking himself, the pope glamorized at the king's formation and said.

"Uh"

　　 Wang Zhen looked at it, and suddenly retched!

　　 There is no way, it's you, a big fat man of two hundred catties who pretends to be charming and talks to you, and you also want to vomit.

　　 "Hmph, I dare to dislike this angel and look for a fight!"

　　 The pope who was possessed by the archangel saw the appearance of the royal formation and was furious, only to see her figure move, and suddenly appeared in front of the royal formation the next moment.

"Snapped"

　　 The king formation had no time to react, and in the next second he felt a huge force on his face.

　　 Then, he flew towards the building on the other side.

　　"Boom"

　　 I didn’t know how many walls I hit, but finally stopped!

　　 "cough cough"

　　 The stopped Wang Zhen vomited a pool of blood.

　　 "Fuck, after this guy was possessed, there was a realm above the tribulation!"

　　 The king formation who was hit by this slap could not help but think in shock.

　　 The pope just had only sixteen wings, which was equivalent to the Mahayana stage of the cultivation world, and with the current cultivation base of the king formation, he could barely stand with one of them and fall into an invincible place.

　　 But, if you cross the catastrophe period, with the current cultivation base of the king formation, if you encounter ~www.readwn.com~ it will definitely be nine deaths and no life.

　　 Of course, the premise is that the king formation does not explode the golden core, otherwise, it is not certain who will die.

　　 Thinking of this, the king formation knew that he was going to suffer. If he didn't want to stop the archangel who was attached to the pope, it is estimated that they will not only lose in this war, but also suffer heavy losses.

　　 "Hee hee, isn't it good? The slap of someone didn't shoot you to death?"

　　 Without waiting for the king formation to think about it, the next moment, the king formation only felt that his eyes were dark, and the archangel possessed by the pope suddenly appeared in front of the king formation.

　　 "However, even if you are not dead, people will not let you go!"

　　 "Because I extracted the memory of the pope just now, only then did I know that you caused the sudden attack on my kingdom of God by the various races this time."

　　 "Although I don't know where you came from, but people's time is precious, so I won't play more with you!"

　　 After speaking, after the archangel who was attached to the pope finished speaking, a lightsaber suddenly appeared in his hand and pierced toward the body of the royal formation.

　　 "No, brother, it's dangerous, run away!"

　　 In the next second, Wang Zhen was too late to react. With an exclamation, a weak figure suddenly appeared in front of him!

　　 "噗嗤"

　　 The sound of the lightsaber entering the body is clear and audible!

　　 Wang Zhen saw with his own eyes that the lightsaber in the hand of the Pope was inserted into the cute body of the silver dragon Lori who was blocking him.