"heresy?"

"Is this...the evil god?"

"Swallowing the Dead? Is it that sealed demon god coming out to cause trouble again?"

"Is this the scale of this incident the cause?"

“·······”

Everyone looked at the Pope in different expressions. Although the Pope was in human form at this moment, it emitted a glimmer of light, surrounded by halos, with a cold expression on his face, and no emotional fluctuations.

Obviously, the angel holy artifact was maintained by his half-blessing state.

"These damn evil gods all want to take advantage of the trouble. Pope, let's just clean up this time!" Among the big bosses, the Pope of the ascetic sect spoke in this way.

The Pope was about to speak back, but suddenly frowned and looked beside him. His actions attracted many gazes.

I saw that as the pope looked, words in the void condensed from nothing to something, and strange words jumped, an illusory book emerged.

The books jumped and flickered, slowly condensed into a young man in Confucian clothes!

"Is this... the external god?"

"At this time, what are these external gods coming out for?"

Looking at the young man in Confucian clothes, the popes were thinking differently and did not speak rashly.

After the young man in Confucian clothes condensed, he ignored the people with different expressions and bowed to the Pope with a cold expression and said, "Qianyu has seen the Pope Tianyu Fellow!"

The pope replied slightly and said to the young man in Confucian shirt: "The Holy Lord Qianyu is not in your Hongmeng control of chaos and suppressing disasters, but instead appears in my heaven with great magic power. But what's the important thing?"

That's right, the young man in Confucian clothes is just a simple word, but it is not a real body, but an illusory projection.

He looked at the pope and said, "If possible, the old Taoist would not want to appear, but the situation is subtle at this moment, and the old Taoist cannot go through this!"

The pope was silent for a moment, obviously knowing Qianyu's Word very well and he said, "So, don't you know Qianyu's Holy Lord has any advice?"

Qianyu shook his head, and with a serious expression, he spoke: "I dare not take the advice, the old Taoist only asks for the Pope!"

"Can a great lord ask for a request? It seems that this matter is really not small. The lord first talks about what it is. As long as it does not involve my lord's right, I will definitely consider it carefully." The Pope, who looked indifferent, also became much more serious.

"That person in the sky, please don't care and let it go!" Qianyu said without taking a turn.

The popes around him frowned when they heard this, and even the pope frowned.

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Qianyu immediately added: "Don't worry, that person is from my world."

"So what about the external gods? 'Soul-eating is a demon' This is the first common rule set when the two worlds first contacted each other!" Before the Pope could reply, the Pope replied with a bad expression.

"You can rest assured that the old Taoist still has the concept of right and wrong. The one in heaven is summoning souls at this moment, not soul-devouring. He is also walking along the holy soul, not a demon cultivator... Demon god."

At this point, the simple speech paused. Taking into account the differences between the two realms, he added: "For you, it is equivalent to the traction of the Holy Spirit of the Kingdom of God. To be honest, it should be a great good deed, not an evil!"

The frowning popes were all silent, and another person said, "Even so, how can the creatures in my world just let you wait for the external gods to summon the souls into the Kingdom of God?

With the number of sentient beings in our realm, such disasters can create a true god with a seven-ring ring. So for you to wait for the external gods to achieve enlightenment, where will the gods in our realm be placed?"

Qianyu did not reply, but just looked at the Pope, but the Pope remained silent and did not reply immediately. Obviously, this was the idea that all the big guys had.

"Oh, that's all!" Qianyu saw this and obviously understood what kind of character these people were. She sighed and looked at the pope and said, "If the pope thinks that there are not enough people in Tianyu who die, just move if you want to.

What happened when I fell, don’t blame the old man for not reminding you, or blame me for doing bad things with kindness... … … … … … … ”

Before Qianyu could finish speaking, he had a phantom, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood. As the blood spurted out, everyone felt a strong fluctuation of fate at this moment, as if Qianyu had something horrible.

Just one sentence made Qianyu's projection fluctuate rapidly, and he seemed to have suffered some serious injuries.

Together, destiny is quietly moved to change fate. Although it is difficult, the strong can move. However, they should not be disclosed at will, because if you disclose it to anyone, it is to "play with" fate.

Even if you move quietly and tell others, what they do is exactly the same thing, and it is completely different consequences, and essentially they become another completely different thing.

Therefore, even if the simple words of gossip openly touch fate and try to reveal anything to others, they will inevitably be backfired, because the gossip period cannot play with fate!

The silent pope, with the words of the shallow words, the halo on his head flashed, and his eyes rayed soared, as if he had seen something.

After a long time, he came back to his senses slightly and looked at Qianyu who had become very depressed, saying, "The Holy Lord Qianyu is worthy of being the saint of Hongmeng. I have thanked the sentient beings in Tianyu."

Qianyu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said, "No obstacle, it is the debt owed by the old Taoist. What is important to pay for peace of mind. Fellow Daoist Lu understands it!"

The pope was silent for a moment, and after careful consideration, he replied: "I can promise that the fish will not move its bait before it comes out!"

"Such an old man thanked the Pope in advance!" Qianyu heard this, and the illusory projection shook and bowed to the Pope.

"I should thank you for your words to the Holy Lord!" The Pope replied.

Qianyu didn't reply again, and his figure quietly shattered. The big guys around him looked blankly, not knowing what the two big guys were saying, but he didn't interrupt rashly.

After it collapsed, the Pope fell into silence again.

The big men were silent for a moment, and the ascetic pope looked at the pope and said, "Sir, should we watch this?"

The indifferent Pope came back to his senses slightly and said, "You can organize believers to rescue disasters. I am waiting for the chess of the group of external gods here in Hongmeng, hoping it will be effective!"

After saying that, the Pope stopped talking, drifted towards the sky, disappearing invisible.

The big guys looked at each other in a glance, but in the end no one left and began various actions.

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As time goes by, a strange phenomenon appears. The monsters that originally showed an increase in geometric trend gradually fall into stagnation, and the birth of new monsters gradually decreases.

The fundamental reason for chasing the situation is not that disaster relief and resistance are effective, but that more and more dead souls are called away!

The birth of evil seeds is also a necessary material. Only when the dead are polluted by evil seeds to a certain extent will the deformity occur, or the living evil seeds will swallow enough people and then the strange division will occur.

Whether it is split or distortion, souls are essential materials. As a large number of souls are stolen, the growth of evil monsters has fallen into a strange stagnation.

Such stagnation of growth has gradually improved Tianyu, which is in a corruption in the situation, and various disaster relief troops have gradually begun to be organized.

At some point, such a situation seemed to be discovered by some existence, and countless evil seeds suddenly roared wildly.

"roar······"

In an instant, countless evil monsters all looked up and roared at the sky. The whole sky seemed to have such a roar echoed.

As the sounds crossed, strange crazy ripples filled the whole world and rushed into the sky of Baiyue City.

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At this time, deep in the sky of Baiyue City, above the clouds, the orbital height of the satellites is synchronized with the ground, and it is another scene at this moment.

The entire high altitude seemed to be shrouded in endless black fog. As the black fog continued to surging, countless residual souls seemed to be flowing. Below, the entire Tianyu Star also had countless souls coming from all directions.

From a distance, it looks like the sky stars constantly spitting out smoke and gathering here, forming such a huge black cloud.

The black fog is extremely rich, as dark as ink. In the center, a huge long banner is vaguely visible, constantly floating in the soul fog.

And above this huge soul fog, a strange space thunder cloud has been completely formed. The thunder cloud reveals the waves of destruction, and the lightning flashes constantly grows and spreads.

At some point, the thunder cloud seemed to condense into its essence, and the clouds could no longer bear the weight of the thunder.

"Boom..."

As if overwhelmed, or as if the sky was leaking, a huge lightning bolt, with the momentum of destroying the world, fell into the dark soul fog.

“Sizzy…………”

The soul fog was like ink, and after the thunder fell, it kept rolling, and a strange sound sounded.

Perhaps the number of residual souls is too terrifying, and the sky, place, and people are all in it. Such a terrifying thunder fell, but it only seemed that the upper soul fog rolled a little more violently.

Not to mention the black fog that scattered the starry sky, the thunder was wiped out by countless soul fogs before it could hit the center.

"Boom..."

The thunder clouds don’t care about these. As the first thunder fell, it seemed to trigger some strange effect. Thunders began to fall in the thunder clouds.

As countless soul fog rolled, countless residual souls rushed in one after another. The seemingly ferocious thunder did not achieve much effect, but it just made the soul fog tumbling violently.

The giant banner in the center not only did not move at all, but also used the power of thunder to temper the entire soul fog and remnant soul.

Whenever a residual soul is purified by thunder and tempered into a brilliant thunder soul, it will immediately absorb it into the soul-suming banner without waiting for it to dissipate.

Such a strange and relaxed state is not like experiencing the mixed disaster of Liuhe + Lingbao, but rather like a big opportunity, it is simply a joke!

If this continues, this thunder tribulation will not only be easily overcome, but this soul-torn banner will also completely turn into a holy soul weapon, and use the soul artifact to condense the most sacred and holy things.
Chapter completed!