"It's really scary!"

Heather watched from above and muttered to herself, patting her hand at the non-existent ash on her clothes.

"No!"

Light Pope Heitins cried out in despair, looking at the scene in disbelief.

The leader of the ascetics, Fallen Leaves, was hit by Hisse and knocked to the ground, seriously wounded.

Many of the Sacred Domains were shocked in their hearts, the strength of the fallen leaves was very strong, and they couldn't stop Xisai's casual blow.

Is this Hesse still a holy place, I'm afraid he has become a god.

"Together, he doesn't have the realm of gods." Heatins roared angrily, there was no other way and no choice now, either to kill Cisse and his prestige would soar.

Either you die and everything comes to naught.

Looking at Cisse's terrifying strength, Haytings couldn't help but pray secretly, praying that the fallen leaves just now were just careless, and he didn't use all his strength to be seriously injured.

Everyone looked at each other, still a little hesitant, after all, the shock caused by Cisse's defeat of the fallen leaves with one blow was too great.

Cisse was still clasping his hands and watching the crowd from above, which seemed to him to be just a cat and mouse banter.

Seeing that everyone was cowering and did not dare to move forward, Hetins knew that these old fritters were unwilling to risk their lives to obey their orders.

After all, he is only a Pope of Light, and the life of the Holy Realm is infinite, and if you offend yourself, you will offend yourself, but if your life is gone, it is really gone.

Heitings had to increase his stakes and make up his mind, saying: "Whoever kills Cisse will be the next pope." ”

The Pope of Light?

Everyone's eyes don't shine, become the Pope of Light, the benefits are absolutely great, the power and wealth are floating clouds, and the real benefit is the gift of the God of Light.

The strength of any Pope of Light is very strong, is it because they are very genius?

No, it's not, the gift of the God of Light is a qualification that only the Pope of Light can enjoy, and elders like them are not capable of enjoying it at all.

"Kill!" The crowd no longer hesitated and rushed directly to Hisser, as the Pope of Light had said before, Hisse did not use the realm of the gods.

This means that he has not become a god, no matter how strong Hesse is, can he resist more than 20 holy areas?

They roared forward, lest Cisse's head be snatched away, and where is this head, the position of Pope with unlimited benefits.

They couldn't help but fantasize about their future, killed Hisse, succeeded him as pope, and made the God of Light very happy, and gave him the Godhead to become a god.

The Sanctuary mages continued to send out one magic after another to Hisse, all kinds of colors were incomparably gorgeous, and the Sacred Warriors also brandished their weapons at Hissai.

"Ridiculous!"

As soon as Cisse's body moved, he disappeared into mid-air, and Hetings had a bad premonition in his heart, such a fast speed, is it really a holy area?

"It's harvest time."

"Whew!"

A black sword light lit up, and quickly slashed across the neck of a Sanctuary mage, and there was still a wicked smile in his eyes.

He couldn't help but cover his neck, stunned, incredulous, regretful, the figure had no support, and fell weakly.

The people who were originally in control of the victory couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, it turned out that Cisse's strength was so terrifying, and there was only one thought in their hearts at this time.

That is, "Run!" ”。

Fuck the pope of light, people live, there is hope.

They turned and fled, but it was too late, and Hisse continued to chase after them.

"Whew!" Another black sword light lit up.

The dagger in Cisse's hand slashed directly through the head of a man, and the forehead of the man's head was instantly shattered, and his body fell downward.

One after another, those Sacred Domain powerhouses whose names resounded throughout the continent, admirable existences, were now like chickens, wantonly slaughtered by Cisse.

The sky was like dumplings, and the ground was littered with corpses.

Pope Hetins held the Bible in his hand, and his heart trembled as he watched the scene in front of him, and he knew that he was in big trouble.

The last time, the Holy See of Light was stolen, and he was held accountable, his reputation was discredited, and he almost lost his position as pope.

And this time, so many Sacred Domain powerhouses died, these Sacred Domains, but the accumulation of tens of thousands of years of the Holy See of Light, the real hole cards.

"Damn Cisse, why are you bothering me?"

Hetins was furious in his heart, why did he encounter such unhappiness when it was his turn to be the pope?

He stared at Hesse, who was constantly killing, and his eyes began to gradually become cold, this time the damage he brought to the Bright Sect was irreparable.

"Cisse, this is your own doing, I am not happy, and I will not let you feel better."

Haytings roared angrily, immediately gritted his teeth, and immediately knelt down, and the Bible in his hands also floated directly in front of Heatins, who straightened his waist and lowered his head.

Heitins's whole body lit up with a dazzling light,

Threads of blood began to emerge from the surface of Haitings' body, staining the white robe red, and Haitings looked up suddenly, and two dazzling golden rays shot out of his eyes, and these two golden rays of light shot directly at the Bible.

"Lord, let your glory come and destroy these blasphemers!"

Headings' voice was old.

The Bible emitted a blinding golden glow, and the golden light formed a golden flower above Hetins.

Soon, the golden flowers slowly opened, and among the golden flowers, I saw a barefoot, short-haired strong white man wearing golden armor, and a long sword in his hand.

Seeing this man, Headings couldn't help laughing, his face getting older and older, but he didn't care.

Because this is the forbidden technique of the Holy See of Light, the consequences are already very serious, and old age is only one aspect.

However, as long as you can kill Cisse, what if you pay a price?

Hattings raised his hand, pointed at Heater, and laughed arrogantly, "Kill him, blasphemer of the god of light." ”

Hisse is indeed very powerful, but he must die today, because this is the allusion doppelganger of the god in the light god realm in the plane of the Magnolia Continent, and the allusion clone of the god is just an energy gathering, and he will not have a godhead, nor has he reached the realm of the god.

But it's not something that the limit of the Sanctuary of Xisai can compete with.

Hesse, I'm going to make up my mind, Heitins' face is getting bigger and bigger, and he's going to wash away his shame with Hesse's blood and life.

As Heatins commanded, the originally dull man gradually had a look in his eyes, "God's blasphemers, all deserve to die!" ”

"I, Ezreal, Fifth Ranger under Lord Prequel,, die!"

Ezreal's eyes showed disdain, his body is a high-level god, and he has the law comprehension of a high-level god, although he can only use the energy of the holy domain, but kill a holy domain, heh!

The sword in Ezreal's hand instantly pierced through the space and stabbed towards Heater.