Rogue Dragon and Black Phoenix Xiaowu couldn't help but frown when they heard Long Xiaotian's words.

What should a false god who is bound to die to wake him up? Is it really necessary to let the false god explode?

Even if the false god is seriously injured and has not healed, he is also a false god. The power of self-destruction is definitely extremely terrifying.

If the false god explodes, the central area of ​​the entire temple of light will definitely disappear completely from the sky continent.

By then, the Pope will definitely not be able to survive.

Could it be that the Pope is ready to die with them?

This... should not be possible, right?!

At this time, I saw the false god lying in the crystal coffin suddenly emit a faint moon-white light on his body.

The faint moon-white light was filled with pure light attribute energy!

Long Xiaotian looked at the false god lying in the crystal coffin and couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile on his face, "I'm so fucked, that false god, it seems to be the previous God of Light. The previous God of Light was going to die in the holy land of the Temple of Light. It's so interesting, so funny!"

"Haha, what I'm talking about. The Temple of Light believes in the God of Light, but the God of Light is about to die in front of their eyes. It's interesting, it's really interesting!" The rogue Long couldn't help laughing after hearing Long Xiaotian's words.

Xiao Wu gave Long Xiaotian and the gangster Long a blank look, "You still have the heart to laugh, the pseudo-god is about to wake up, so I'd better think about what to do."

"What should I do? Just mix it cold." Long Xiaotian said casually.

The rogue dragon nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, I'm right, I'm going to do it now. Meow, we were walking sideways in the fairy world, and when we came to this sky continent, we had to be the same. We should be indifferent to life and death, and if we don't accept it, what's the big deal!"

At this time, the false god in the crystal coffin absorbed more spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and the moon-white light emitted from its body became stronger and stronger.

The white light of the moon formed a moon-white light column with a diameter of about five meters, rising into the sky!

The Pope, who was standing next to the crystal coffin, suddenly took out something from his arms.

It was a golden bell the size of an adult fist.
Chapter completed!