With his roar, a silver-white light rose into the sky in his shadow, as if it was attached to his body. The next second, Udir suddenly raised his head and let out a roar that was not like a human. Pure white light gushed out from the pores of his body. Countless thorn-like vines spread from his eyes, covering the whole body like armor.

A desolate, vast, and sacred feeling swept across the entire audience like a tsunami. The pure white light spots were like living creatures, spinning wildly around Udir, forming a brilliant ocean. This feeling was so obvious that a moment of silence appeared on the battlefield where blood and fire were burning.

In the center of the battlefield, a nun turned around in shock and looked at the sea of ​​holy light, which was at least twenty meters long. In the darkness, it was like a magnificent Taoist sign. She trembled and closed her hands, her blood-stained face was filled with piety, and she said tremblingly: "The Lord will protect you forever..."

I don't know how many witch hunters, paladins, or clergy looked over at this moment, looking at this scene that they might never see. Then, the surprise on their faces quickly turned into piety, and finally... they folded their hands together and drew a cross on their chest.

Wash la la... Udir's body gradually floated in the vortex of light. The next second... a solemn sing suddenly sounded in the void, a magnificent horn. White light pierced the darkness of the night, like a god descending to the earth!

Brush... A pair of wings made of soft light suddenly stretched out from behind Udir, covering an area of ​​fifty meters.

Sand... His broken giant sword was repaired by the light like a constant sand, shining with the glow of the cross, and was in front of his chest under the light that looked like heaven.

Be pure and holiness, but arrogant, and despise all living beings.

"This is..." Brando was stunned for a moment, then a wolf howl, his eyes turned and ran away with a broken eye.

"Holy Scar!!"

His sharp voice resounded throughout the audience, but just as he rushed out more than ten meters, under the ground... light burst out loud! With Udir as the center, circles of light fences were formed, blocking Brando in it.

"Ha..." Brando grinded his teeth and turned around. I have to say that the fanatics in the Holy See are all crazy people!

Holy marks... This kind of thing comes from the saints in history and is part of their remains. There are not many left in the Holy See, and there are twenty peaks. Using it, it can immediately produce an "angel on earth" at the level of Yama. However, the carrier will rapidly age, die, and the soul will be wiped out within five minutes.

The body of mortals cannot bear divinity.

At the cost of the most precious life and soul, it can only be exchanged for God's favor for five minutes.

The Colosseum of the Gods...Brando's eyes retracted from the light fence, closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Can't escape.

But... do you really think this will be comparable to the real Duke?!

"The Duke of 300 seconds... who gave you confidence?" His whole body exploded with a blast of yin energy, like the ocean. At the same time, the silver mercury in the sky poured into the ground, forming a dazzling shock wave. In the center, an angel with a slender body, wearing a white cloak, and a face hidden in the cloak, and a winged back was already holding two swords and rising slowly in the light.

Angel on earth!

Dead silence.

Plop... A witch hunter half kneeled on the ground, pressing his hand against his chest. Then, the second and third... until all the witch hunters kneeled down and recited gently in their mouths.

“…I established the foundation of the earth.

When you were, where were you? Who set the scale of the ground? Who pulled the standard on it? Where was the foundation of the ground? Who placed the cornerstone of the ground? At that time, the morning stars sang together..."

The voice of one person, the voice of ten people, the voice of one hundred people, the voice of one thousand people! Finally... gathered into a melodious chant. In this piece of praise from believers, the angel slowly raised his sword, and ripples were created in the air, pointing to Brando from afar.

An angel on earth and a demon on earth, the two were more than 100 meters apart, and the light turned into petals of the holy tree, floating this blood-stained land.

Then... both disappear at the same time!

Invisible.

Not visible at all!

Everyone stared at the eyes, but the speed of both sides was completely beyond their limit. Only the air was constantly shaking, and the sound of metal and iron fighting sounded wildly. If big beads fell on the jade plate, there were also magnificent shock waves of light spreading, making the scene look beautiful and like a hell of light.

At the top of the Masonic Cathedral, Qin Ye suddenly opened his eyes.

In the dark, he heard the roar of war drums. His thinking intuition told himself that the opportunity he was waiting for was coming!

Brando took all his strength to face the ground angels of the Holy See, which was the hub of the melee victory and defeat of St. Peter's Basilica. He absolutely could not have the extra consciousness to watch St. Peter's Church. No...even if there was, he would definitely not be able to respond accordingly.

Calm down…calm down!

Even he felt nervous at this moment, the chicken skin on his arms exploded layer by layer, and even felt his hair stand up. His thoughts turned rapidly, and he desperately analyzed the situation of the battle he saw in his consciousness.

Can't move... Now is not the best time to start, the battle has just begun. Brando's consciousness is still shrouded in St. Peter's Basilica. Now he has the strength to resist.

but!

"There must be very serious sequelae in this kind of thing that can make people break through in an instant...Brando seems to be very clear and intends to delay the remaining time. But... the Paladin will not let him. He must ensure that he will get enough rewards before the sequelae breaks out."

"As long as he moves faster and faster, it is likely...it is a sign that the sequelae is about to break out. His attack will also usher in the final madness at that time. At that time...even Brando will not have time to pay attention to St. Peter's Basilica."

He took several deep breaths, because he was too serious and his mind was a little tired, and his forehead was covered with sweat. However, he did not dare to relax at all, allowing his will to completely exude. He licked his lips, slowly pulled the spiritual line with his hands, adjusting his position.

In the chaotic battle situation of St. Peter's Basilica, no one noticed that a mass of yin energy condensed on one side of the building. Above the cathedral, a moon-like vampire was already staring at the church.

Strong winds and storms always rise faster and disappear faster.

In two minutes, the light on the whole body of the angel on the ground turned golden, and its speed exceeded that of ordinary people... No, the limit that the Count could observe below. The crowd present could still see the twist of the air, but now... there was a strong wind like a knife in all directions! All the witches of the witches were brushed into rags, as if the invisible god of death had passed by, and countless cracks appeared on the leather jacket instantly.

Suffocating depression.

In this stormy attack and defense, no one dared to breathe loudly, as if as long as the breath was heavy, the wandering storm blade would notice them and take their souls to heaven.

One minute, two minutes...

…Three minutes!

This is a scene that ordinary humans cannot capture at all. Only Yan Luo can see clearly. Qin Ye could see... a series of white breaths overflowed from under the angel cloak on the ground, and it was impossible to tell whether it was breathing or something. But he could see clearly. The other party's hand holding the two swords was already aging and full of wrinkles. He was even shaking gently.

He couldn't hold on for long... Qin Ye only felt his throat tightening and two spiritual threads were about to break out.

Crack Crack Crack Crack… The second hand seemed to resound in the ears, three minutes and ten seconds... twenty seconds... Just at the moment of three minutes and thirty seconds, a silver shock wave exploded in the air. Immediately afterwards, a ray of light rushed straight into the sky, accompanied by a low roar: "For my Lord!!"

At the scene, Brando's figure finally appeared. Although his body was covered with sword marks and blood was everywhere, it was obviously not a fatal injury.

"Did you find that you can suppress the other party, but you can't give the other party a fatal blow? So... directly used your last card?" In the Masonic church, Qin Ye pursed his lips tightly, and his thoughts almost sparked. Just as the angel on the ground rushed into the sky, his fingers tensed up.

Opportunity...only once!

Crazy... As this light shot into the sky, countless lights gushed out from the angel's body. In a scream of unwillingness, the flares of light completely dissipated. At the same time, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded in the sky.

The black hair behind Brando stood upright, and at this moment, even he felt an extremely strong crisis.

However, there was no time to react to him. Because, the next second, it was dark...

Kalalala...The golden lightning climbed the thunder and twisted into a roaring cloud cave. It was layered and a hundred meters in a radius. Not only the witch hunters, clergymen, werewolfs stared at the sky in a daze, but even Brando gasped.

"God's punishment..." He gritted his teeth hard.

This is the strongest attack the opponent gathered together the last two minutes of divine power and shot. The power is enough to level half of Philadelphia!

"Damn it!" In this second, he and Qin Ye in the distance, two gods of death from different countries, made the same posture.

Half-squatted on the ground, like a hunting cheetah.

This is the last blow.

That's true for Brando.

This... is also the path to the future!

This is true for Qin Ye.

If there is a spiritual understanding, the black hairs in Brando's body will rise and fall wildly, and the yin energy will be as grand as the long river of the sea. The gods facing the celestial surrendered. Qin Ye's clothes were also dancing without wind, and blue veins bloomed on his forehead. His eyes were a little red.

The cloud cave roared and roared, the golden light in the center became more and more prosperous, and the feeling of holy became stronger and stronger. Ten seconds later, with a dazzling shock wave swept across Philadelphia! Night... dawn!

boom--!!!

The first thing that caught my ears was this earth-shaking sound. But then, no one could hear the sound or see the scenery.

Wherever you see, there is only the ocean of pure gold and the kingdom of heaven of gods.

There is only a loud sound that makes you cry, and the bees buzz.

At this moment, Qin Ye suddenly tightened the two spiritual threads and suddenly rushed forward!
Chapter completed!