The Earth Conquers All Worlds

Several figures flew out of the Holy Flame Palace, and after a short time, they came back again soon. Four identical women in black gauze skirts stood at the four corners holding a crystal clear coffin, and brought four girls along flight.

The four blood lotus guards landed outside the Holy Flame Palace, put down the girls next to them, and said softly: "Everyone, please wait here until you have my king's permission before you can enter.

You too can leave without hindrance. "

Baby Waterfowl panicked: "No! I have to keep looking at Sister Angel!"

"Give it to my sister!"

The weak Wei'er exclaimed, her little face was pale and haggard.

Due to the previous request from the empire and the fact that she did not have time to participate in the battle against the Blood Sea Guild after she was released, she was not liquidated after the war and stayed by her sister's side all the time.

The Blood Lotus Guard ignored them, lifted the crystal coffin and flew towards the Holy Flame Palace.

The three baby water birds wanted to go forward to catch up, but they only felt that their bodies sank, and they were pressed in place like nails, unable to move.

"Give me back my sister!"

Seeing that there was no response to her words, Wei'er showed a frenzied look on her face, and the fighting spirit that had been lowered to the knight level surged out from her whole body, she drew her sword, and stabbed at the back of a blood lotus guard.

"don't want!"

The three players of Baby Waterfowl were horrified. They also knew the strength of Blood Lotus Guard in the forum. If the other party counterattacked, Wei'er would be dead.

When the knight's sword full of fighting spirit was about to touch Xuelianwei's chest, the figure of the woman in the black gauze skirt in front of Weier's eyes disappeared, and a thin thread of red sword spirit quickly enlarged in front of her eyes.

But she didn't react at all, and she was sent flying with a sword, vomited blood in her mouth, her hands and wrists were broken, and she fell to the ground powerlessly.

"...Sister...give it back to me..."

She stared at the crystal coffin, her eyes were full of deep-seated hatred.

The blood lotus guard who easily knocked her into the air with one blow said softly in an unchanging gentle voice: "One warning, two kills."

Turning around, he disappeared, and his figure disappeared into the Holy Flame Palace.

Wei'er and the others still wanted to go in, but a fiery red barrier blocked them, blocking their sight and path.

The four blood lotus guards flew into the sky, placed the crystal coffin next to the Steel Flame Throne, saluted Zhao Shishen, and then disappeared.

Zhao Shi didn't glance at the old acquaintance Angel Wing who seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed in the crystal coffin, but was still staring at the broken prismatic crystal in his hand.

After a while, he took out a long sword made of gray and white material from the storage bag. There was a straight sword mark in the center of the long sword, which almost split it in half.

The surroundings suddenly lit up, and the strong power of faith instantly covered the entire Holy Flame Palace, and the ordinary palace of the emperor immediately turned into a sacred land.

"Holy! My Lord!"

"You were born of slaughter and blood, and wiped out the rotten world!"

This long sword made of gray and white stone is exactly the bone sword that Zhao Shi cut off.

It is also the core holy object of the Church of the Blood God, the carrier of the faith power of hundreds of millions of believers in the mainland, and even the real God of Blood may be born on this long sword in the future.

In Zhao Shi's spiritual perception, this is no longer a long sword, but an ocean of belief, an ocean of belief in the blood god!

The vastness of the ocean of belief is not at all below that of the ocean of faith in the God of Light, and it is even higher in terms of piety and purity.

And the former Bright Faith Ocean, under the mobilization and transformation of the Twilight Daughter, easily revealed the strength of the Nascent Soul.

Such strength, even though it is extremely dangerous, the power in it makes everyone's heart beat.

Zhao Shi Fujian sighed softly: "Bone Bone Sword, I hope you will not stand against me in the future."

He let go, and the Bone Sword and Broken Godhead fell down at the same time.

There seems to be an infinite attraction between the two. As soon as they fall, they rush towards each other at the same time. One is filled with the light of dusk, and the other is shrouded in the power of killing faith in gold and red.

The twilight light gushed out from the body of the broken godhead, condensed the twilight spear on the body surface, and stabbed the oncoming holy bone sword. The two different powers of faith mutually repel each other, like enemies of life and death, and they will never die.

Unexpectedly, the Bone Sword, which has hundreds of times the size advantage and has infinite support, retreated in a row under the attack of the Twilight Spear, and was defeated.

The White Bone Sword instinctively dodges and stabs, but under the attack of the dexterous and sharp Twilight Spear, it is as weak and weak as a centenarian, and its movements are slow.

This is also a matter of course, the twilight divine power remaining in the body of the broken godhead has been refined and restructured by a king of western beliefs, and has already become a more advanced power.

Although the two are both the power of faith, they are like iron ore and iron, which are similar substances, but their hardness is completely different.

But that's it, there is only a little twilight divine power left in the broken godhood, but the Holy Sword of White Bone is continuously supported by the power of faith of hundreds of millions of people.

The speed of the Twilight Spear is getting slower and slower, but the Holy Bone Sword remains the same, unchanged at all.

The two struck each other, making a ding-ding sound. Every time they touched the Twilight Spear, they shook, and the divine power overflowed from their bodies.

After the last clash, the Twilight Spear suddenly collapsed, turning into bits of spiritual light and dissipating, revealing the broken prism-shaped godhead at its core.

The power of faith in the golden and red colors of the Holy Bone Sword suddenly soared, swallowing the broken godhood in one gulp, and the endless power of faith poured into it, destroying the twilight power inside it, which was extremely crazy.

It seems to instinctively know that what is in front of it is of great benefit to itself.

The broken godhood resisted steadily, but the twilight divine power quickly disappeared under the submersion of the infinite ocean of belief, leaving only the last ray of the most tenacious twilight divine power to persist in resisting.

But in the end, it was also completely submerged by the ocean of belief and completely collapsed.

The power of faith, the blood god, cheered, and quickly occupied the broken godhood, turning this prismatic crystal into gold and red, and the power of faith completely penetrated into this tentacles.

The moment they captured this godhead, all the believers were shocked at the same time, inexplicably feeling that they were much closer to the gods, and understood a lot of the previously obscure teachings in their minds in an instant.

What Zhao Shi observed in his consciousness was that the power of faith, which was originally as huge as the ocean but scattered and chaotic, became more orderly and more compact, and the power that erupted naturally would also become stronger.

"Stop."

Zhao Shi ordered softly through the means arranged in the white bone sword, wanting it to spit out the broken godhead wrapped in layers of faith.

Faith poured into the broken godhead like a tide, and there was no reaction. Instead, the meaning revealed in Zhao Shi's words immediately generated great malice.

The holy bone sword covered with golden-red holy light pressed the broken godhead on the gauntlet, like a dazzling gem.

The moment Zhao Shi sent it to let him give up his broken godhood, the entire sea of ​​faith was instantly enraged, and endless golden and red two-color holy light poured into the sword body, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Zhao Shi with a strong light. A strong warning.

"Oh? Are there any objections now?"

Zhao Shi smiled dumbly and asked lightly.

The ocean of faith roared, and the white bone sword burst into bright brilliance and pierced Zhao Shi's head, and the power of faith in gold and red covered the sky and the sun.

Zhao Shi randomly swiped his left hand, and a half-inch long flying sword that tore through space appeared and disappeared instantly.

The terrifying sea of ​​blood and sword intent filled the air, and the huge and glorious sea of ​​faith solidified and suddenly collapsed.

All the brilliance of the majestic and sacred Holy Sword of White Bone disappeared, and it was smashed on the wall like a piece of scrap iron, with endless wailing.

All domineering and warnings disappear.