Fang Xiu's eyes flickered. It seemed that the Black God had some kind of connection with the spatial node, and it was impossible to sneak in and cause damage.
The next second, the Black God appeared. He was taken aback when he saw Fang Xiu and the others, then flew into a rage: "Fang Xiu! What exactly do you want! I have already returned the antique..."
"Wuwei, you take the Xuanyuan Sword and cover our retreat. The rest of you come in with me." Fang Xiu immediately gave the order and then plunged into the spatial node.
"How dare you!" The Black God's eyes widened in fury, and he transformed into his original angel form to try to stop them, but was blocked by Wuwei, who was holding the Xuanyuan Sword.
After entering the spatial node, while everyone was still wondering why there was no color here, Fang Xiu had already given another order.
"Fatty, teleport 150 miles west!"
"Okay, Brother Xiu."
The fat man slammed his hands on the ground, and a teleportation array emitting white light formed beneath their feet.
Whoosh!
A flash of white light, and everyone disappeared from their original spot. When they reappeared, they were already in the church where the angel's son had descended.
Fang Xiu headed straight for the paint pool at the deepest part of the church, but halfway there he was blocked by a silver barrier that suddenly appeared. Clearly, the barrier of faith was always open, preventing anyone from entering.
His eyes turned cold: "Everyone, look for an entrance."
Everyone immediately sprang into action. Some circled the silver barrier, while others dug deep into the ground. Yang Ming even jumped up and stood at the very top.
But no matter how hard you search, you can't find it; the silver barrier is a perfect sphere that firmly encloses the pool of paint.
If this were a barrier formed by the power of forbidden evil, Fang Xiu could open it. However, this is a barrier formed by the power of faith, and there is no other way to break it except by force.
With this thought in mind, Fang Xiu had no choice but to enter alone, his wife's ethereal form ignoring any seal.
This time, he carefully observed the paint pool, which was filled with colorful liquids, and even contained eyes that had not yet fully blended.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu made his move.
Holy light surged from his left eye, instantly blasting out and slamming into the pool of paint.
Surprisingly, the holy light that could purify everything struck it, yet it did not cause any ripples. Like stone or ocean, it was directly dissolved into it.
Is it because the power originates from the same source?
Fang Xiu guessed that this was probably the reason. His Holy Eye came from an angel, and the power in the pigment pool was the same, but its strength was greater than his own. In particular, the pigment pool seemed to have the ability to dissolve everything, just like a large furnace, where anything that entered would be melted together.
That's how those fanatics were; after they died, they melted away and their bodies all flowed into a pool of paint.
My Holy Eye attack will probably not only fail to harm the pigment pool, but will also provide it with more nutrients.
Since the angel's power was insufficient, he planned to try the Taotie, but he could only wait for the next save, as his spiritual energy had been exhausted this time.
So Fang Xiu took out his scalpel again, and just as he was about to commit suicide, a roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
"Fang Xiu! You will not be allowed to disrupt the descent of the angel's child!"
The next second, a black man with black wings on his back and holding the Xuanyuan Sword suddenly appeared in the church. He was the Black God.
The Xuanyuan Sword has been taken away, so it's clear that the old Taoist Wuwei is in grave danger.
Fang Xiu was not surprised by this result. If we only consider their own strength, either Wuwei Kongjian or anyone else could easily defeat the Black God. However, the Black God had two trump cards: one was the power of faith in the entire West, and the other was the perfect bizarre transformation bestowed by Zhou Qingfeng.
With these two trump cards revealed, even Wuwei and Kongjian combined were no match for them. Although they could win with the help of the Xuanyuan Sword, Zhou Qingfeng's secret interventions meant that Black God was always able to dodge a fatal blow.
Where exactly is Zhou Qingfeng hiding? Why has he been hesitant to show himself? He's been secretly using underhanded tactics.
Even the ultimate fate of the Xuanyuan Sword can be changed, yet such a powerful force doesn't intervene personally, but instead arranges for a pawn to do it for him. Could it be... that he's wary of something?
The Black God was enraged, and Kong Jian and the others desperately tried to stop him, plunging the scene into chaos. In the midst of this chaos, Fang Xiu had already started the next time loop.
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"Everyone stay outside and stand by, and do everything in your power to stop the Black God once he comes."
This time, Fang Xiu led everyone to infiltrate Eden again, but unlike last time, he left everyone outside and entered the spatial node alone.
Because only by entering himself can he avoid being discovered by the Black God.
When I enter, I don't need to rely on the power of the Forbidden Demon; my wife's ethereal transformation is enough.
Entering using the power of the forbidden is like opening a door with a key, but the Black God has installed an alarm on the door, so it will be detected as soon as it is opened.
However, entering by using the blur function is equivalent to passing through a wall and will not trigger any alarms.
About half an hour later, Fang Xiu sneaked into the church where the Son of Angels had descended alone. Since his infiltration had not yet been discovered by the Black God, he naturally did not notify the fanatical believers to stop him. In addition, having been to the Holy City hundreds of times, he was already very familiar with the place, and it would be too easy for him to sneak in.
"Taotie!" Fang Xiu stood in front of the paint pool and summoned the phantom of Taotie. He wanted to test whether Taotie's power could destroy the paint.
boom!
A mountain of flesh appeared out of thin air. However, the barrier formed by the power of faith was too small. It felt like putting an elephant into a refrigerator. The rotten flesh of the Taotie instantly filled the entire space without leaving a single gap. However, the barrier of faith was extremely sturdy and could not be broken by the body of the Taotie.
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