The great destiny magic used by Bai Te has become extremely powerful at this moment with the help of the power of the gods. The power of raising his hand is earth-shaking. Every move and every move makes Song Changming feel powerless, and the opponent is in desperate situation.

"Damn it!" Song Changming once again resisted a magic trick. What annoyed him was that the powers displayed by the other party could not be avoided at all. It was as if everything had been budgeted. After avoiding the powers once at the beginning, he resisted every power next. Now he had forgotten how many powers he had already endured.

Accurate calculations are one of the ways of fighting for gods. With the help of divine power, Baite naturally gained some calculation power at this moment, and was able to budget for every position the other party was about to go, so every magic technique never failed, and every time the other party resisted.

Song Changming is a peak saint, and his strength is naturally strong. He is equivalent to a nuclear bomb-level existence. Even if these magical techniques fall on him, he will not be able to suffer much damage. However, every magical technique falls on him. Once it exceeds his physical ability, it will naturally collapse.

"It's worthy of being the peak saint." Bai Te looked at Song Changming and couldn't help but exclaim, "It's just that your physical ability to withstand has reached its limit. It's easier to solve you, and I'll use the Great Destiny Divine Art again."

In the church, the first person to meet is the referee Hu Yin, and the second person is Bai Te. He has strong predictive ability, and his practice of his great destiny complements each other, and his power is even more amazing. Now his strength is firmly in the church, and even the referee Hu Yin is not as good as him.

In a few days, a mythological figure was created, except for God. It is impossible to do it.

Song Changming felt very frustrated, of course, more fear of the strength of the religion in front of him that he had never taken seriously. Among the many forces in the world, there are only a handful of forces that can have the same strength as him, but none of them can beat him. Now, a religion that has been developing for only three years since Country Z has been shown, not only can it surpass him, but it also makes many top abilities from all over the world stop in front of the temple.

This strength can only be described in two words. It is terrible.

"God said: When fate comes, everything can only follow its development. Those who violate fate will be hit by fate the most violent impact!" After Baite finished reading this prayer, all the light released by all the superpowers above the temple or the visions produced by divine art disappeared in an instant, and the whole world was terrifyingly empty.

All the psychics raised their heads, because at this moment, their bodies could not move at all, as if they were fixed.

Baite, who was floating in the air, suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a vast torrent fell from the sky, aiming at Song Changming. This torrent fell with a tremendous force.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Song Changming's mouth. He could not withstand such a powerful magical impact. The torrent instantly broke through his defense, causing damage to the internal organs in his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out naturally.

When he found that he could not move, he wanted to fight hard, but found that it was futile. Feeling the power brought by that torrent, his heart developed a timid heart at this moment.

"No! You can't do this!" Song Changming roared, but the torrent did not stop. It continued to fall on him, in just three seconds. Song Changming was washed out and fell directly under the hill. You must know that the hill is not high, but it is still fifty or sixty meters. There is no need to think about the consequences of falling from this place. Even if Song Changming is so strong, he is seriously injured. He will fall off the skin from this high altitude and will never die.

He never thought that he had not even stepped into the gate of the temple. In just a few minutes, he was defeated from the opponent, and the opponent won the victory, but he was like a dog who fell into the water. His life was in danger.

Baite looked at the platform in front of the temple. At this moment, the platform was already in ruins. With hundreds of people fighting each one, each of them was a powerful existence. Even the floor tiles made of diamonds could not defend against such powerful impacts.

"So many people?" Baite looked at the forty psychics on the platform, "Since that's the case, it's easy to solve it, and the church's losses are enough."

The next moment, the psychics saw the last scene in their lives.

A young man was suspended in the air, his face was filled with sacredness, and his whole person exuded a huge pressure. Finally, he said a sentence, a sentence that killed them, "Goings who violate fate will never tolerate fate, fate will never be tolerated, fate will be arbitrated by fate!"

A strange scene happened, and the entire platform was quiet. The pupils of all the psychics had spread and their expressions were very dark.

Numerous Buddha statues flying all over Naga's body were suddenly destroyed, just like a bright lamp being blown out by someone. She was frightened to find that the vitality in her body was decreasing little by little, and her soul seemed to be constantly grinding by a stone mill, getting thinner and less and less.

The Twelve Paladins and Agent X are the same as Naga, and their vitality is reduced in their bodies, their souls are milled and finally withered.

"Dead?" A Knight of Destiny looked at the psychic man opposite him, and showed a puzzled expression. He reached out to touch him, but he didn't know that before he approached the other party, the psychic man had already fallen to the ground. It was obvious that the other party was dead and could not die any more.

Kill hundreds of powerful psychics in one sentence, and all the Knights of Destiny and the Priests showed fear.

Baite slowly landed on the ground, turned around and walked towards the temple, but there was no force in each step, and it was light and fluttering. At this moment, there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. This was the backlash of the magical art of destiny. The too powerful magical art naturally had the load on the body stronger.

Lei Luo looked at Baite's figure and a thought suddenly flashed out of his mind.

...

After two breaths of time when Baite entered the temple, several sounds suddenly sounded outside the temple.

"I'm sorry, I'm late!"

"If you don't work, go in quickly. Getting that thing should make up for the loss!"

Three people in different clothes were exposed from the void, and they were from the country m, Buddhism, and r books respectively.

One of them had golden hair, handsome face, and golden eyes with extra charm. The plain clothes could not cover up the explosive muscles at all. The other was wearing a clown mask and a purple ninja robe. The last one came out was an old monk, wearing a red cloth monk's robe.

Lei Luo watched the three of them appear from the void, waved his hand suddenly and issued an order to let all the Knights of Destiny, the Priests and the Prisoners retreat one after another. He could feel that the strength of these three people was not as good as that of the leader of Group Z, Song Changming, just now. This was not something that their current strength could solve.

"Escape? Where can I escape?" The person who spoke was Ai Sakuragi, the leader of the assassination group of the R-Captain Warriors, was unable to see the appearance inside through the clown mask, and could not tell the gender of his gender. From the voice, he heard a hint of femininity. He was a woman.

As soon as the old monk came out of the void, he saw Naga, who had lost his life, suddenly crossed the distance of more than ten meters, and came to his side. After watching for a long time, he gently let go, recited the Buddha's name, and recited the sutra. Golden Sanskrit was spit out of his mouth and fell on Naga's body.

"Damn!" The instructor of Agent x looked at the annihilated agent with a look of astonishment on his face. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at the temple in front of him, "It should be damned!"

The moment he finished speaking, three figures rushed towards the temple.

The closed door in front of the temple opened automatically, causing the three of them to pause slightly. They didn't think much about it. When they thought of the dead outside, the only thing they wanted to do was to destroy the temple in front of them. Unfortunately, they didn't know what Song Changming, the leader of the Z team, made a breakthrough, otherwise they would never have rushed in so boldly.

They all stopped as soon as they entered the hall. The decoration in the hall made the entire hall very solemn, and there was a pressure that made the three of them feel a little uncomfortable.

At the front of the hall, under a magnificent statue of a god, a young man was sitting on a throne and staring at them.

"Three, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Zhang Xiaojian looked at the three most powerful people in this operation. They didn't need to guess their identities, so Zhang Xiaojian could see them at first sight. When they arrived at the Soma border, Zhang Xiaojian had already felt the three huge energy.

Sitting in the temple, waiting for them for more than ten minutes. The supernatural Paladins and others outside were all the leaders to investigate the information, but Song Changming was an accident. Because Group Z was delayed, he had to send him. However, including him, Country Z had at least two peak saints.

"You are the leader of this temple?" The speaker was the instructor of Agent X in Country M. As the instructor of Agent X, he naturally did not do much homework on these things. In addition to the lifespan of the earth, there were too few that could kill him, so few that made him not care about other issues at all.

"Boss?" Zhang Xiaojian smiled and shook his head, "I am the Pope of the Temple of Destiny. You can call me the Pope's Crown."

"Pope?" The Joker Mask Ninja sneered, as if he had heard the ridiculous joke, "Do you know what the word Pope means?"

"Of course I know." Zhang Xiaojian said with a smile, as if he didn't care who the other party was.

"I know? It seems you're tired of living." The clown masked ninja sneered, and three flying knives appeared in his hands.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at it without any other expressions. He smiled but smiled, which made the three of them feel humiliated and ridiculed.

"Can't help but be angry?" Zhang Xiaojian laughed at the scene: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light flashed in his eyes. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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