The Holy Lord In the Comic World

Watching helplessly as his only escape tool disappeared before his eyes, Xiaoyu's already cute big eyes widened even further.

"Ah~ah!" Xiaoyu subconsciously shouted twice.

"What's the matter? Xiaoyu?" the old man, who was facing away from Xiaoyu, asked concerned.

Xiaoyu turned her face to look at her father, then glanced at the shadow on the ground, shook her head, and said

"No, nothing..."

On the other side, the summoning ceremony of the League of Assassins in China is coming to an end.

Looking at the ceremony that was about to be completed, and seeing that the great cause of his organization was about to start, the bald host was very anxious.

"Elder! Why haven't you arrived yet!" the bald man in black muttered anxiously.

At the same time, the elders of the Assassin's League, who were equivalent to bosses, were also very anxious.

"What on earth do you want..." the elder asked anxiously towards the girl in front of him, his forehead covered with sweat.

"What do you want? I should have said my purpose from the beginning." The girl replied coldly, her red pupils became more alluring under the influence of her mood.

"Hehehe..." Hearing this, the elder took a small step back and laughed coldly.

"He's dead!" Suddenly, the elder roared.

He's dead...he's dead...he's dead...

These words were like a spell, just confining Chitong's neck, making it difficult for Chitong to breathe.

"Then there is no need for you to live!" After a few seconds of astonishment, Chitong raised her head fiercely, glared at the elder fiercely, and roared.

At the same time, the sword pinned to his waist was unsheathed quietly, and the light of the sword drew a beautiful arc in the air, approaching the elder's neck.

However, the elder of the Assassin's League, to be able to hold his position today, is certainly not a vegetarian.

Seeing that the curse seal of Yaodao Murao was about to spread to the elder's body, something unexpected happened to Chitong.

The curse seal seemed to be blocked by some kind of force, and it was in a dilemma when it stopped on the blade. Even when the sharp blade touched the elder's neck, it didn't feel like cutting the real thing at all, but was very hollow, as if it had been cut. It's not.

"Hehehe...hahahaha!" Just as Chitong was stunned, the elder suddenly let out a sinister laugh.

"Little girl, do you think the old man is afraid of you? Do you think I can't beat you?"

"Ridiculous!" Suddenly, the elder raised his head to the sky and screamed, exuding a terrifying aura, and temporarily repulsed Chi Tong.

"Since you are so reckless, don't blame the old man! I wanted to forgive you because your adoptive father has made a lot of contributions to our research, but...you have completely angered the old man!"

At this moment, the power that the elder had concealed for many years seemed to burst out all of a sudden, and the torrential air wave shook Chi Tong back and forth.

However, just when Chitong had a premonition that something was wrong, it was too late, and following the strange spell spit out from the elder, a gust of evil wind hit from all directions.

Chitong tried hard to recall the trace of sword intent he had realized during his cultivation some time ago, and resisted a few waves with difficulty, but... Chitong couldn't predict how many waves there would be one after another, and he himself Can withstand several waves.

Seeing that he was about to exhaust himself, Chitong secretly called out "It's over..."

At this moment, a beam of light pierced through the dark wind and shot straight at the elder.

"Ah!" With a scream, the gust of wind finally stopped.

Chitong, who was exhausted and nearly exhausted, stood up with difficulty, and looked at the broken wall beside him. Through the dust all over the sky, Chitong vaguely saw three figures.

"You...are...brother's..." Probably out of reassurance, Chitong, who was already exhausted, lost consciousness after seeing the face of the visitor.

At this time, a gust of wind blew gently from the side, and Chi Tong, who was about to fall to the ground, was caught by a man who appeared suddenly.

"Since you are here, why do you let her face such an opponent alone?" Camilla said to the half-squatting man in front of her with some dissatisfaction.

"I can't help it, she wants to be alone, and I'm helpless if she doesn't let me do it." Qian Daoliu said with a wry smile and shook his head.

On the peak of Mount Tai, densely packed people in black robes were chanting some ancient spell in unison, while the leading bald man in black robes was feeling more and more anxious at this moment.

"Elder..."

I don't know if he moved God or what, an old voice sounded from his ears.

"How about the ceremony...?"

"Elder!" The bald host turned around in surprise when he heard the voice.

"Elder... you're hurt..." However, after seeing the blood-covered elder, the host frowned slightly.

"Ahem...don't worry about this for now, where is the ceremony going..." the elder waved his hand and asked again.

"Well... it has entered the final stage, as long as you finish chanting the final spell, we can..." the host said, and the frowning brows gradually relaxed.

After listening to the elder, he also showed a smile.

"Then... let's start!" Immediately, regardless of the injuries on his body, he walked towards the altar.

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On the other side, with the twelve charms, the holy master possessed by Valon also came to Huaxia from the United States all the way.

"Hmm...it's this way!" Staying in mid-air, after a little perception, the Holy Master clarified the direction and flew towards Mount Tai.

Faintly saw the dense crowd on the peak, and the altar in the center of the crowd.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!" Seeing this scene, the Holy Master laughed wildly in mid-air.

"Yes... that's right, that's it! Come on, I'm ready to be resurrected!" The Holy Master laughed while looking at the spell in his hand.

Under the altar, the host and Daolong stood together, watching the ceremony that was about to be completed, and began to chat.

"Master Wizard, thank you very much for helping us. Without you, we probably would not have known about this ancient summoning ceremony." The host said with a smile.

"Hehehe... Where is it, as long as you abide by the agreement we made, all your sacrifices will be worthwhile." Daolong replied with a sneer, he had no idea of ​​ruling the world.

"Well, the treasures left by the master are all kept there by us~www.wuxiamtl.com~ As soon as the ceremony is over, I will send someone to take you there..." The host looked at Daolong and replied, then looked at altar.

"...Great savior! We call you with a sacred ceremony, and pray that you will come to the world, take away the sins of the world, and bring salvation to the world!" The elders sang on the altar.

"D, wqnlgb...come down!"

With the end of the last incantation, other altars from all directions shot a beam of light into the vortex of the sky...

I saw a dark blue, and the spiral dimension door opened.

"Hahahaha!" On the other side, the Holy Master who saw this scene smiled wantonly.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, and the Holy Lord turned into a soul, attracted by the gate of dimension.

Then, a huge monster wrapped in a golden film appeared from the dimension gate.

The Holy Lord has come.

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