Xiao Chen also noticed the movement on the other side. Looking at Senior, whose entire family seemed to have been wiped out, he was completely relieved.
If their path to becoming a god is cut off, there will be no hope for them to become gods!
The next step is to find a way to kill them...
That’s right, he wanted to kill these two demigods. If he didn’t kill them, how could he dream of the divine monument?
In addition to the divine monument, he also wanted to visit the place where the God of Light lived to see if he could find something.
Just as Xiao Chen and the old patriarch were blocking the two demigods' paths to becoming gods, the God of Light who was in the midst of a fierce battle seemed to sense something.
What happened at the divine monument?
He frowned and wanted to leave the battlefield and go back to the Mountain of Light to take a look.
The Dark God saw the reaction of the Light God and stopped him with an axe.
"You want to leave before the fight is over?"
The Dark God said coldly.
"Bruel, aren't you afraid that the Dark Church will be crippled in this battle?"
The God of Light knew that it would not be easy for him to leave with the God of Darkness around.
"The Dark Church has been crippled, how can the Light Church recover?"
The Dark God didn't care. Since he had already sent troops, the worst-case scenario was already the best plan.
At worst, the Dark Church can recuperate for a hundred or eighty years.
And if they win, the Dark Church will come to the top!
"The coexistence of the two major churches is the pattern that the West should have... If the two major churches are both defeated, it will give opportunities to the Chinese people and others."
The God of Light's voice became even colder.
"Stop talking nonsense, God of Light. You haven't made much progress in these years."
The Dark God said this and chopped down with his axe.
“…”
The God of Light blocked the axe and looked down. What on earth was happening on the Mountain of the God of Light?
"Whatever happened, you can't leave."
The God of Darkness saw the state of the God of Light and said coldly.
"Bruel, it seems you have made up your mind... Well, let's fight!"
The God of Light is angry. Let’s not worry about the situation on the Mountain of Light for the time being. No matter what, the backup plan he has arranged should be enough.
If one of the two demigod warriors can become a god, the situation of the battle can be changed.
If two of them become gods, then even if the Blood Ancestor really comes, it will be safe.
boom!
The fight between the two became fierce again, making the space unstable, as if it would collapse at any time.
And in the City of Light, the fighting among various parties is still going on.
Xue Chunqiu was covered in blood and gasping for breath.
The bearded man opposite him no longer had any anger in his eyes. There was only fear and even terror in his eyes!
Just now, he cut off his beard and wanted to kill Xue Chunqiu...but later he found that he couldn't kill Xue Chunqiu.
Not only can Xue Chunqiu not be killed, but even he is in danger.
Xue Chunqiu was seriously injured, and he was also seriously injured.
"Come again."
Xue Chunqiu dragged his sword and walked slowly towards the bearded man.
At this time, the two of them had landed on the city wall again.
Fighting in the sky is too exhausting.
The bearded man's hands were shaking as he held the hammer...he didn't have much strength left.
If this continues, he might not even have the strength to lift the hammer.
"You haven't heard of me before, have you? Today, just listen to me."
Xue Chunqiu slowly raised his knife.
"When you die, tell the King of Hell... or the gods on your side, who killed you! I, the God of Swords, Xue Chunqiu!"
As the last word fell, Xue Chunqiu exerted force on his legs, increased his speed, and rushed straight towards the bearded man.
"kill!"
The bearded man growled, gathered all his strength, and struck out with a hammer.
Bang!
The heavy hammer missed and hit the city wall hard.
Brickwork is broken.
Swish.
Xue Chunqiu dodged the hammer and swept out with his sword.
The blade flashed and blood gushed out.
Xue Chunqiu was exhausted and knelt on one knee on the ground, using his blood-stained sword to steady his body.
“Huff, huff, huff…”
Xue Chunqiu was breathing heavily, and behind him, the bearded man also knelt on the ground.
The bearded man's hammer had fallen to the ground.
The hand that had just held the hammer was now on his neck.
But even so, blood gushed out from between his fingers.
The bleeding couldn't be stopped at all.
His neck was cut in half.
His head was drooped and he couldn't straighten it up at all.
“Gulp gulp…cough cough…”
The bearded man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but blood kept gushing out of his mouth.
Bang!
The bearded man could no longer hold on and fell headfirst into a pool of blood.
Falling to the ground, he saw Xue Chunqiu and his knife.
The god of swords, Xue Chunqiu.
He remembered the name.
Soon, the bearded man stopped moving.
Xue Chunqiu turned around slowly, looked at the dead bearded man, stood up and grasped the sword.
He won't give the bearded man any chance to kill him back!
That’s right, the bearded man still has a chance to kill him!
That is the soul!
Although the soul will be weak after death, for the strong ones who cultivate the spirit, there is not much difference between death and immortality.
The spirit of the powerful cultivator is still powerful.
If he gets careless, he might be killed...
Of course, his soul will not dissipate, but who would want to die when he can still live?
Swish.
A shadow appeared, but it did not attack Xue Chunqiu, but instead tried to shoot away into the distance.
Swish!
Xue Chunqiu's reaction was also very fast. The big knife flew out of his hand and went straight towards the phantom.
The next second, the big knife flew past the shadow and stabbed into the city wall.
At the same time, the phantom disappeared on the city wall.
"He still escaped..."
Xue Chunqiu was a little disappointed and his body shook a few times.
However, there is no other way. In his current state, it is impossible for him to chase after him.
"Amitabha, this dead soul... let this old monk help you to be liberated."
Suddenly, a Buddhist chant was heard.
The figure of the Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai disappeared at the edge of the city wall.
Xue Chunqiu was stunned for a moment. Has the old monk defeated his opponent?
He came to the city wall and saw from afar... The old monk slapped the bearded man with one palm, and the man was frightened to death.
"Tathagata Palm..."
Xue Chunqiu's eyelids jumped, and he grabbed the big knife that was stuck in the city wall and pulled it out.
"how?"
Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai flew back, looked at Xue Chunqiu and asked.
"Old monk, do you want me to admit that you are better than me?"
Xue Chunqiu asked coldly, holding the knife.
"Amitabha, Mr. Xue, you misunderstood. I was asking you, how badly you are injured?"
Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai shook his head and said.
"Hmm... not bad."
Xue Chunqiu was a little embarrassed. He thought the old monk came back to show off.
"Oh, how about you?"
Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai asked again.
“…”
Xue Chunqiu's face turned dark. Was this old bald man doing this on purpose?
"You think I can't hold a knife?"
"Hahaha……"
The ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai laughed.
"hehe……"
Xue Chunqiu looked at the ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai and also laughed.
"You take a rest first, I'll go take a look..."
Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai said this and was about to jump off the city wall.
"Wait, you win this one for now, but I will surpass you."
Xue Chunqiu looked at the back of the Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai and said.
"Don't belittle yourself. It's just that your enemy is stronger than me."
The ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai jumped down and a voice came.
"Too……"
Xue Chunqiu muttered to himself and looked down from the broken city wall.
Soon, his eyes fell on a place, which was the battlefield between the Dark Pope and the Light Pope.
The two of them made quite a noise, and the fight was so violent that the sky and the earth changed color.
Below, there was already a ruin, and even gullies appeared!
"They are all seriously injured. Are we going to fight to the death?"
Xue Chunqiu narrowed his eyes, took out the healing holy product and swallowed it.
Then he took out two bottles of powerful potions and poured them into his mouth.
The war was still going on, so how could he just sit here and watch the fun?
Soon, the healing holy products and the strength potion took effect, and he regained his strength after being exhausted.
Although it is far from its peak, it has the strength to fight.
Holding a big knife, he jumped off the city wall and rushed straight to the battlefield.
This opportunity is rare, today... he wants to kill to his heart's content!
"Your Majesty the Pope..."
The strong men on both sides naturally saw the battle between the two popes.
Strong men who had no rivals rushed forward one after another, trying to help.
The two sides rushed together in an instant and started a fierce battle.
"Arthur, do you really want to fight to the death with me?"
Congreve looked at Arthur and asked coldly.
"Why, are you scared? If you are scared and beg for mercy, I can let you go."
Arthur was wounded in many places and covered in blood, but his momentum was not reduced at all.
"Arthur, do you really think you can destroy our Church of Light today? As long as the God of Light is here, the Church of Light will not be destroyed."
Congreve's voice became even colder. Arthur was much stronger than before.
"I know that as long as the God of Light doesn't die, the Church of Light will still exist... But it doesn't matter. As long as the Church of Light exists and you don't, that's fine."
Arthur sneered.
"If you die, all the strong men of the Holy See of Light will die. Will the God of Light be left alone?"
"If you want to kill the strong men of the Holy See of Light, you must pay the price..."
After Congreve finished speaking, he rushed towards Arthur again.
He knew very well that the turning point now lay within the Mountain of Light.
As long as one of the two demigod warriors becomes a god, the passive situation will turn into an active one.
All he needed to do was to hold Arthur back and wait for the new god to emerge from the Mountain of Light.
Arthur blocked Congreve and looked at the battlefields all over the City of Light.
He just discovered that Xiao Chen was missing.
"Where did this kid go?"
Arthur was a little puzzled. What was the 'God's Plan' that the demigod had just mentioned?
Is Xiao Chen's departure related to this?
"Something must have happened..."
Arthur muttered to himself, never mind for now, they have the upper hand now.
As long as there are no major changes, they will definitely win.
And his goal is to find a way to kill Congreve!
The death of Congreve marks the end of an era for the Holy See of Light!
If Congreve is not dead, how can the Holy See of Light be destroyed?
The God of Light cannot be killed, but Congreve can still be killed!
On the other side, Rowling killed the seriously injured demigod.
"I said I would kill you, so I will kill you... As an emperor, I should keep my word."
Rowling said coldly as she looked at the corpse of the demigod.
"Will his spirit... appear?"
Old Demon Zhao came over. He never left the battlefield.
"meeting."
Rowling nodded and clenched the angel thorn.
"Wait a minute, you and I will work together to surround and kill him."
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