Chapter 310 (1/2)

The temple of light, now Pope Paul XVI, appears in front of the cold spring.

He came alone, dressed in a plain robe, blocking the way of Baihe Chou, the most powerful man in the mainland!

White River worry face more and more calm, but the fanaticism and excitement in the eyes, but more and more thick up. Du Wei was the closest to him, and he could feel the warm fighting spirit of Bai He Chou!

This monster is really terrifying. It's just a natural intention to fight. It's so powerful that it's like the essence! Even Du Wei, who was standing beside him, was enveloped by the war spirit, and could not help but excite himself.

”You are the Lord of the temple, and I am the king of the snow mountain. People have different beliefs. You are here to stop me. I think you are going to have a competition with me. ” White River sorrow said here, looking at the Pope.

Paul XVI sighed softly: ”I heard in the temple that you hurt my believers on the way. Although I didn't like my chief judge, his strength has already been compared with level 8 magicians. I heard them come back to describe and think about your dress carefully. Apart from the people from Daxueshan, I really can't think of anyone else in the world. Your majesty, I have a pair of old bones. I can't stand your toss. However, under the light of God, I, as a servant of God in the world, can not allow someone to blaspheme the light of God. It's a pity that the talents in my temple are withering. Unless I come here myself, there will be no one who can share my worries... ”

Then the Pope coughed and sighed.

They stopped talking, and Dewey was in the back. All of a sudden, my heart sank, a strong pressure of inexplicable, suddenly shrouded in the body! He was not strong enough. He stood too close to the two strong men in the world. Although both sides didn't aim at him, their strong momentum had already been faintly sent out, and they had an invisible competition in the air. When Dewey stood too close to him, he felt that although he was standing on the ground, he was conscious in his heart, but suddenly he felt as if he had fallen into a boundless ocean, surrounded by rough waves and numerous turbulent currents. Dewey's mind was a wisp of his own. It's like a boat in the tsunami. It's in danger of collapse at any time!

His face became more and more pale and miserable. He had no choice but to urge his spirit to support him. Suddenly, blood flowed out of his mouth and nose. The body is soft. I feel black in my eyes and dull stinging in my brain. It's already to the limit!

Dewey was shocked. He knew he couldn't faint now! Once you faint. My goblin power is completely lost. At that time, a wisp of my mind is no longer under my control. Under the pressure of the two masters, I will be involved in the storm of the duel between them and cut off! Even if I wake up later, I will become an unconscious idiot!!

Although Duwei knew it, his underwear was drenched with cold sweat. Can feel the consciousness of the spirit of the storm is more and more surging up, my wisp of mind more and more long, there is a risk of out of control!

At this time, suddenly Duwei felt a shock and a chill, and his whole body was frozen, but his mental strength was suddenly relaxed, and the illusion of mental storm in his mind disappeared. A ray of Qingming comes back to my heart.

In his ears, he heard Bai He's sad and cold Laughter: ”the boy who doesn't know how to live or die. The comparison between my trial and the Pope's is also your present state. Can you spy on the earth? Stay honest. Don't try to pry into our battle with your poor mental strength any more. ”

With that, Dewey felt that he had left the ground and flew out. He was in the middle of the air. Suddenly, he felt very upset and disgusted. He opened his mouth and vomited blood. However, he suddenly felt relaxed in his chest and finally returned to his own hands!

He knew that it was Bai He who was on the verge of collapse and pulled himself back. In his heart, he could not help but feel a trace of gratitude for the murderer. The voice of White River sorrow came again: ”you don't need to thank me. If you can't die, I don't care. What I care about is my pet! If you die, the pet signed with you will die

When Du Wei landed on the ground, he had already flown a hundred meters away. After sitting on the ground, he only felt that his body was weak and he had no strength.

Although it was just a moment ago, Dewey knew that he had walked back and forth in front of the gate of death. The two strong men use their mental power to test each other in secret. It's like two monsters bumping into each other. One of them is a little ant in the middle, and the other one is not careful. It's like breaking into pieces!

Bai He Chou sent Du Wei to the back from a distance. Then he turned to look at the pope in the distance and sneered: ”what a pope, your majesty. This boy is also the Duke of your Roland people. When you just shot, did you not fear to kill him? ”

Paul XVI faintly smile: ”in the face of his majesty, if I leave a hand, I'm afraid it's over.”

”Hum.” Bai he groaned bitterly, then stepped forward with his left foot

Step out with this step, suddenly, the strange image suddenly!!

The Pope sighed and said, ”God says, I allow darkness to exist, but darkness will never be superior to light, otherwise, it will bring me purification...”

His words seemed to be whispering to himself, but every word fell in duvidi's ear like a hammer! In the end, it seems to be a thousand words, an invisible wave swept!

The distance between Bai He Chou and the Pope was only about 200 meters. Now, on the road of 200 meters, we can see strange waves coming to our faces, just like the waves of the sea!!