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When Li Liang and Gu Yuan saw Zhang Xiaojian's appearance, they immediately exclaimed: "Your Majesty, the Pope, have finally appeared, but we have to wait a while!"

Zhang Xiaojian nodded signally and did not say much. He asked a priest to take Wang Yi, the saint of the Wang family, who followed him to a stand. Because the other party was not a believer of God, he did not need to go to the square to pray like those believers, and could watch from the side. Of course, any disrespectful words or actions to God are absolutely not allowed, otherwise it would be regarded as blasphemy.

The time for the holy burial had begun. Zhang Xiaojian sorted out his robe, and a holy light fell on his body. A little golden light burst out on him, looking so sacred, making people feel a sense of conquest.

The believers in the square were wondering why the holy burial had not been held after the bell. Suddenly, the high chants sounded, and the holy song made everyone's hearts tremble. This song made the hearts of all believers deeply trigger and followed the singing. The voice became brighter and brighter, and the chants were high, praising the great Lord of Destiny Tulo, the only true god in the universe, the supreme god.

Praise all the miracles and greatness about the god Tuluo.

The golden holy light in the sky is like the light released by a door open in heaven, like a crack suddenly broken by a dark cloud. The endless sunshine and light are revealed from it, spreading to the entire mortal world, allowing everyone to feel this holy aura and warm everyone's heart.

The believers who felt the Holy Light sang more vigorously, with their solemn, grand and grand, resounding throughout the world, and were three points bigger than before.

The rich and high-ranking officials in the stands, Wang Yi, the saint of the Wang family, and his followers all looked at the sky in surprise. The rich and officials were puzzled where they came from. Of course, there were many people who knew the reason. These had participated in the god-sacrificing activities, so they were not too surprised.

People who didn't know showed shock, because they all knew that this was definitely not something that could be produced by just a special effect of technology.

Wang Yi looked at the holy lights in the sky in surprise. He had never felt this kind of aura. It was a bit similar to the Western light-type superpower, but it was different. It had a more holy taste than the light-type superpower.

Then they were awakened by the praises. Before they could come back to their senses again, they were once again in deep shock. Tens of thousands of believers praised the God they believed in. How grand and loud the scene was, it was simply indescribable. What's more, the praises were neatly and as one.

Amid the praises of tens of thousands of believers, the holy light in the sky sprinkled down for no money, and scenes appeared one after another, countless elves emerged in the sky, each elves had a graceful figure, and the two pairs of transparent wings behind them emitted these starlight. Each elves held flowers in their hands, and golden and white flowers were scattered out of their hands.

Suddenly, the whole holy mountain was raining, which was extremely beautiful.

As the door of the hall that had been closed for a long time opened, a figure came out from it. This was Pope Zhang Xiaojian. At this time, he was holding a golden book in his hand, which was the original of the holy scriptures. Each page was branded with divine texts and divine seals, thus possessing great power.

"God said: He loves the world, and the world will love him."

Zhang Xiaojian took a step and said a quote from the gods in the holy book, accompanied by countless elves, scattering flowers and sing praises to them.

“God said: When the light is lost, then those who believe in others will be guided.”

This time, lights in the sky shot down like the fall of stars, landing on the square, and the believers began to recite with the rhythm. All of them emitted golden holy light, and the holy light became more and more brilliant.

"God said: Whoever believes in others will have a place in the kingdom of God and will be immortal with God!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole sky began to change color, endless light dissipated, and a huge country emerged, and a god sat high above the throne floating in the center of the country. He was the god Tuluo.

The believers who saw the shadow of God sang loudly: "Great Lord, you are the master of destiny, guide our destiny, give us wealth, and give us future. Great Lord! We ask for your blessing and give me light! Oh! Great Lord, the humble we will devote our most pious faith!"

Zhang Xiaojian took another step forward.

"God said: Heroes who have given all their sacrifices to God should receive the funeral given by God and the honor given by God! They will be passed down forever."

The believers sang again: "Praise the believers who have dedicated everything to God! You are our hero, may the glory of God shine you into the world of the dead..."

When Zhang Xiaojian finished his last sentence, he arrived at the front of the square, under the huge statue of Tuluo.

"Praise the hero who has passed away. He is the most devout believer and a great priest. He has dedicated everything for God and died for God. The divine light of my God will shine on him into the world of the dead!" Zhang Xiaojian opened the holy scripture in his hand. A holy light soared into the sky. The strong power of faith that permeated the square instantly gathered on the holy scripture and was transformed into energy by it.

"Praise, the believers praise your Lord, and praise your faith!"

"Yes, the Pope's crown, you are the incarnation of God in the mortal world, everything about you will represent my God!" The believers sang loudly again, and the praises were much brighter and more solemn than the previous few times, as if they were waiting for something.

On the stands, Wang Yi looked at Zhang Xiaojian under the statue of the god in the square with a complicated expression. He only now knew the other party's identity. Although he had heard others' names in the hall just now, he did not care. Although the word Pope is of great significance, he did not take it seriously.

But now he saw something. The church had tens of thousands of believers. The huge number of people surprised him. What made him even more terrible was the crazy beliefs of these believers, kneeling on the square, each of them endured the pain caused to their knees by the floor, but no one showed any sign of pain. Anyway, Wang Yi himself thought so.

And these hymns seemed to contain some kind of power, but he felt his blood boiling, and his will was in a trance in the hymns. If it weren't for his strong strength, he would have sang like other people in the stands.

He now knew how scary the other party's identity was, and how big the gap between his strength was between him and the other party, like a gap that could not be crossed. Every sentence of the other party could resonate with the heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth produced strange images, just like these elves and the kingdom of gods in the sky.

"I have the strength to negotiate with the Wang family based on this point. If there is a saint on the other side, I guess the Wang family is not his opponent. But I have never seen it yet. It should be that the other side has no more. For such a grand event, the Pope, the highest-ranking church status, and the so-called archbishops, are present one by one. If there are still people who do not appear, it is so irrefutable."

Wang Yi thought.

Zhang Xiaojian saw that the atmosphere had reached its highest point, and the enthusiasm of all the believers was ignited. Now he only needs to add dry firewood.

After turning a page of the holy scripture, a thick golden light beam instantly penetrated into the sky, a golden road spreading from the sky, and countless elves sang praises the epics loudly on both sides, and the hymns accompanied them, everything made people come to a magical country.

Two groups of white unicorns pulled a crystal coffin out of the clouds, and hissed and screamed from the unicorn's mouth. They kicked their feet and quickly pulled the crystal coffin off the golden road.

"Is this a unicorn?" Wang Yi, who was in the stands, opened his eyes suddenly, looked at the two unicorns in the sky in shock, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "How is this possible? This is something that is only found in myths, it cannot appear in the world, and how did that golden road come from? Even if the other party's supernatural power is strong, it is impossible to do it!"

Wang Yi really had no gods at this time, and he had begun to believe that there were really gods in this world.

All believers were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them. Even Archbishop Li Liang and all the church leaders showed a look of shock, because this was a miracle, definitely a trace.

"A miracle!"

The believers showed a fanatical look. How could they not believe the scene in front of them? Two unicorns were walking towards the center of the square with a crystal coffin. This was definitely a miracle, because only gods could own unicorns and run in the sky.
Chapter completed!