The Earth Conquers All Worlds

At the center of the sword lotus lotus core, Zhao Shi looked very weak in the face of the flame army and the three angels' attack, and nearly a thousand flying swords around him had collapsed.

fast! The opponent's front is too fast and too sharp!

He has no time to regroup the collapsed flying swords, forming a reciprocating sword array attack. The opponent is like a burning knife cutting butter. The point of the sword has already been killed since the beginning of the battle. The core of sword lotus.

At the juncture of life and death, Zhao Shi could only hold the blood lotus sword floating beside him with both hands, and the blood of his whole body poured into its body, and the hundreds of the most elite flying swords remaining around him gathered around him.

"kill!"

Zhao Shi roared, and his body turned into a sea of ​​red blood covering all the flying swords. All flying swords centered on the blood lotus sword, flying in resonance, forming a refined formation in an orderly manner.

From the appearance, with Zhao Shi's flesh and blood bones and divine consciousness as the connection, the small sword formation with the blood lotus sword and more than a hundred flying swords as wings turned into a blood long sword exuding a monstrous killing intent.

The blood sword escaped quickly, and charged with the force of the tip of the needle to the wheat to kill Gregory III, who was at the forefront.

"The flame is the king of the world!"

Gregory III was not afraid at all, carrying the soldiers forward and rushing towards Zhao Shi's fleshy flying sword, his eyes fixed on its sword tip.

Waves! The sound of waves!

The overwhelming killing intent impacted the hearts of all creatures like a tide, and the bloodthirsty and crazy sword intent was everywhere.

Although both Gregory III and Pope Joseph were extremely tenacious, they still couldn't help but fall into the sword world of Zhao Shi.

"Praise my lord!"

"Your throne lifts the sky high, you will sweep the world and create a new heaven on earth!"

They opened their eyes again, and saw a sword-holding young man wearing a black Taoist robe quietly watching them in a sea of ​​enthusiastic belief in gold and red.

The strong desire for belief in the surroundings is like bone gangrene, but when it comes into contact with the robes of the young man in the black robes, it is like water drops on the glass beads, and it quickly slides to the ground without any impact on him.

"False god! You dare to steal the faith of the gods, you **** it!"

Pope Joseph understood everything as soon as he saw the surrounding scenes, furious and murderous, as if he had been violated to the deepest taboo.

He suddenly understood who the gods worshiped by the Church of the Blood God, which spread widely in the territory of the original magic empire and eradicated all the faith of the Church of Light.

Faith is something that only true gods are qualified to touch. All mortals and all people who try to touch the power of faith are the most sinister gods.

"kill him."

Gregory III was even more straightforward. Although he didn't know why he was here, he didn't want to pay attention to this, so he immediately rushed to kill Zhao Shi.

As soon as he set off, he stopped in astonishment.

He was horrified to find that just like his own life, the flame holy lion fighting spirit that had been flowing in his body for hundreds of years disappeared without a trace, and turned into a strange, but inexplicably familiar force.

He looked around him, and slowly appeared knights with broken armor from the void. Most of them had terrifying injuries. Some of them had their heads completely broken and their chests split.

But now, all the scars on their bodies are completely healed with a strange force. After all the injuries are healed, all the knights quickly line up in an orderly formation according to their own strength, kneeling on one knee:

"Your Majesty! Fight for you!"

Gregory III frowned, feeling the strange and familiar power around him, and looked at these loyal subordinates who had been lost in the past, but now suddenly came back to life, a little at a loss.

But on the other side, Zhao Shi's increasingly dangerous feeling reminded him of what he must do as soon as possible.

"This is a mental spell."

Pope Joseph said to him in a deep voice: "Your knight's mental power is very stubborn and weak to attack actively, but you have a very strong resistance. Be familiar with it and sense it. This is the power hidden in your heart."

Around him quickly appeared dense figures, mostly angels, priests, and devout church members. They took firm steps and chanted songs praising God in unison, came to Pope Joseph's side and surrounded him.

Under their singing together, the holy light filled, a tall and handsome angel slowly descended, and the white flames burned on the huge holy sword, burning the nearby soul space into distortion.

Zhao Shi looked at their actions lightly, allowing them, especially Gregory III, to adapt to the environment and fighting style here.

The battle in the soul space is different from the battle in the outside world. It doesn't matter time, order, or sneak attack. The only way to defeat an enemy is to defeat him head-on.

"Joseph, I don't know if you know."

After waiting for a while, Zhao Shi asked the two of them to prepare and then said: "I once said to your clone that you are on the pinnacle of this world when it comes to fighting mental power, but in my opinion it is very superficial."

Pope Joseph's face condensed.

"Now, I will tell you this thing again."

Zhao Shi slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, raised his hands high, and gently cut it downward, tearing the space into a flash of red lightning, and all his souls also plunged into this sword.

"this is…"

The faces of Pope Joseph and Gregory changed drastically at the same time, and they felt a will to destroy. All the spirits warned that the doom of destruction was imminent.

"Warriors of the empire, charge with me!"

"Slay the heresy and spread the glory of the Lord!"

Instinctively, the two reacted violently at the same time when they were in danger of life and death.

Gregory stabbed his lance diagonally towards the sky, the tip of the gun gleamed, and the spirit instantly became one with the knight behind him, and his horse's hoof blasted like thunder, stamping the sky with ripples.

"charge!"

Wan Jun roared like a sharp spear to the red lightning in the sky.

The prayers of the believers and priests on Pope Joseph's side were louder and more tidy, all of them were one, and they returned to the Lord. The angelic breath in the sky rose rapidly, the white wings flapped, and the red lightning slashed down with the saint flame sword.

"My lord, your glory is spread all over the world, and you will sweep the old and rotten world!"

The angels and the Ten Thousand Arms had just begun their offensive, and they ran into trouble. The current belief in the **** of blood could not cause damage to Zhao Shi, but this did not mean that they both had such abilities.

"Lord, we will kill with you!"

Thousands of people's desires are entangled and linked, and countless people holding gold and red long swords, ragged clothes, sandals and even barefoot silhouettes change their goals when noble angels and lofty knights appear in the sea of ​​faith.

Countless people killed them, no longer clinging to being one with the **** in their hearts for the time being.

"Damn, hurry, kill him, hurry!"

They are weak in strength, but the number is infinite. They use their bodies to drag the angels and the Hosts forward, and consume a trace of their strength, making Pope Joseph anxious and speeding up the pace of attack.

The red lightning in the sky that covered half of the sky did not care about the attacks on the beliefs of the thousands of people below, and did not intend to delay them for more time. The red lightning flashed in front of the majestic angels and roaring hosts. , Tore away the black space lines and disappeared.

The furious charge Gregory III and the majestic angel stiffened at the same time, turning into a little bit of aura and collapsed.

The two remaining transparent and weak phantom screams, hiding somewhere in horror and disappearing.