Chapter 278

"Doomsday! Doomsday! Michael, the great God of light, come and save your believers!"

"Ah! Help!"

The crowded Guangming square is now like a Shura field, with countless deaths and injuries. Many people are howling and struggling, and some lucky people are running away quickly. Everyone is in deep trouble. The Pope of light and the ten Cardinals have fled into the temple of light, while many Guangming knights are running around with some white sacrificial priests.

"Boom!"

Fantianyin, carrying the terrible power and weight, hit the temple of light and immediately set off a terrible explosion. However, the huge temple of light did not collapse. Layers of pure power of light appeared on all the walls, shaking violently and trying to resist! The sky turning seal was terrible. With one blow, the light of various cumbersome magic textures on the wall of the temple of light continued to tremble. At the same time, ferocious cracks appeared on the wall. It seemed that with another blow, it would collapse.

"God! This is the devil! The temple of light depicts the glory of the light of the huge defense magic array. Unexpectedly, it is about to collapse!" in the temple of light, a cardinal trembled and turned pale!

"Run away! The devil is attacking the temple of light!" a nobleman ran away in a hurry.

"Kill! All the light Knights meet and kill the heresy with me!" a light Knight captain roared with his determination to die in his eyes

Such a terrible blow immediately made countless people cry out. After the blow, Zhuge Pang ignored these small shrimps and stepped out. With a terrible and domineering move, his palm crashed and turned the sky again. The terrible weight naturally forced a large area of emptiness around him, which looked very seeping.

"Birdman, do you think I can't help you if I hide in a turtle shell? Break it for me!"

The sky turning seal was in his hand. Zhuge Pang grinned, and the mighty divine magic poured into it again. This time, he didn't need to sneak attack again. The sky turning seal turned into a kilometer size in an instant, like a huge grinding plate, emitting the horror of great destruction, roaring and smashing at the temple of light again!

Now that you've done it, you have to fight to death!

"Unbridled! The source of light... Broke out!"

At the moment of escaping into the temple of light, Saint Daisy immediately inspired the glory of the huge defense magic array brought by the temple. At the same time, a crystal ball appeared in the palm of her hand, in which seven light golden Qi and blood swam away, and suddenly integrated into the temple of light, which was constantly shaking and almost wanted to crack.

"Boom..."

After a huge earthquake and a gorgeous color, an ancient wilderness with a strong smell of years suddenly converged, and an appalling scene occurred. On the surface of the huge and incomparable Temple of light, a beautiful and noble white light bloomed, turning into a pure white light curtain covering the world, which suddenly collided with the sky turning seal.

"Boom!"

The ferocious impact broke out, the earth turned upside down and the void collapsed. However, the temple of light was not damaged. The pure white light curtain did not know what strange power it had. It was worthy of blocking the ferocious attack of fantianyin, but it was dimmed.

"Hmm? Blocked? Come again!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Even Zhuge Pang was surprised to see that the temple of light blocked his powerful attack. How terrible his attack was. The temple of light was indeed unfathomable. However, this strengthened his idea of destroying the temple of light. Since the saint Daisy was not dead, the blazing Angel Michael was probably not dead enough to give them breathing time. As if crazy, Zhuge Pang's ferocious holding of the sky turning seal is like a terrible demon who wants to destroy the sky and the earth. It's a ferocious mess!

This scene was terrible. In addition to the countless people who died miserably on the spot, some people fled, crying for their parents one by one. They didn't even have the courage to look back, because the big seal in the hand of the terrible demon giant was too cruel.

In a secret base of the temple of light, far away from the temple of light, vegeta has a very gloomy face. Behind him are 30 strong men, each of whom exudes the power to destroy the sky and the earth. The head is a very thin old head, not others. He is the absolute spiritual leader of the ascetics of the temple of light, Poseidon!

In front of vegeta is a curtain of light, which clearly shows what happened in the temple of light. When looking at the towering figure, ferociously waving the big seal and violently attacking the temple of light, vegeta's eyes twinkled with a cold light, and almost squeezed out three words "Zhu Ge Pang" from his teeth

"What shall we do, dear great God? This Zhuge Pang is so powerful. Now you have become a God. I don't know if you are his opponent? Isn't the saint a God? Why doesn't it seem that you can't compete with him at all?" Poseidon glanced at him with a trace of panic in his hoarse tone.

For many years, Poseidon almost forgot the feeling of fear since he stepped into the peak of the holy land.

"His strength is comparable to that of the lower God, but the big seal in his hand is terrible. It is a terrible artifact! I have just become a God, and my strength is much weaker than that of the saint. I am not an opponent at all! You don't have to panic, Poseidon, have you forgotten the source of light?" his eyes shrunk and vegeta said.

"But now, the saint has begun to use the power of the source of light. Once she has used the opportunity to urge the temple of light seven times... This damn heretic attack is so powerful that even the source of light can only last for half an hour? What if he keeps on attacking?" he hesitated for a moment, and Poseidon said his worry.

Hearing this, vegeta stirred up a cold radian and a cold way around her mouth "After the fragments of the fate compass fall into the hands of the son of God, in fact, the temple of light is not only a powerful means for us, but also a fatal crisis. Think about it. If the son of God understood the fragments of the fate compass and completely refined and controlled the temple of light, what would our outcome be? And this damn Zhuge Pang is too strong, we have no choice but to use the last move, I think the saint should also choose to use that move! "

"The last move? What's the noble high priest?" a ascetic asked with a long white eyebrow.

With a cold smile, vegeta still looked at the curtain of light ahead, provoked a cruel arc at the corners of her mouth, and muttered to herself, "soon, you can see! It seems that the plan between me and the saint is going to change..."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

Fantian seal is like a great sacred mountain. It is smashed by Zhuge Pang again and again. Each impact makes the pure white light curtain on the surface of the temple of light tremble and slightly dim. Although every time you urge Fantian seal, it will consume a lot of energy for Zhuge Pang, but it has a large amount of decomposed fairy air flow. Zhuge Pang is like a perpetual motion machine and starts a fierce attack endlessly.

"Damn it! Damn heresy! God abandons sinners of all races! Shit, the source of light consumes too fast and can only support for a moment. There are only six sources of light left. Do you really want to use that move?"

At the moment, the saint Daisy was in the ancient secret room at the bottom of the temple of light. She was gnashing her teeth and could hardly cut Zhuge Pang. She never thought that this guy should be so cruel and dare to attack the temple of light. These were not the most important. Now many thoughts flickered in Daisy's mind. Finally, she gnawed her teeth and made a decision Made a decision.

"Use that move to kill this damn heresy and take what he needs for his master! With the divine power of me and vegeta, even if the temple of light is lost, you can still develop a lot of faith! Fight!

Thinking like this, Daisy suddenly began to sing an ancient and desolate note without hesitation. She was full of infinite light and rushed into the cumbersome and extremely ancient magic array under her. At the same time, the water crystal ball with six Golden blood gases appeared again in her palm. With the sound of the canopy, she suddenly crushed the crystal ball, and the six Golden blood gases in it suddenly wound like a spirit snake Winding, Shua, Shua, all infiltrated into the magic array