Chapter 2502： Abolished Pope

"boom!"

The black mist dissipated, and Lu Yi stood there with a smile on his face.

"what!"

The Pope was surprised, not only him, but the other elders' expressions changed drastically.

"how can that be!"

"Why didn't he die?"

"The Pope's curse didn't even kill him. What kind of cultivation is he?"

The Pope's face was extremely ugly. He thought that he could kill Lu Yi with a curse. Unexpectedly, Lu Yi was not dead and unscathed.

"I dare to come here alone, if I don't have a little confidence, wouldn't I come to die?" Lu Yi looked at the pope and said, "Give you one last chance to make a move. I hope you don't let me down."

"The Pope, let's meet him." After an elder finished speaking, he shouted loudly: "Armed!"

Suddenly.

The four elders formed a circle with Lu Yi as the center, and then used light magic at the same time. In an instant, a luminous bond appeared between them, and the strength of the four people was all concentrated.

"I wanted to leave you a few masters at Versailles. Since you are looking for death, don't blame me." Lu Yi finished, and took the lead.

"call out!"

The Six-Medition Excalibur came out from the fingertips.

"puff!"

A blood hole was pierced in the chest of an elder on the spot, but a cloud of white light enveloped the blood hole, and his injury recovered in the blink of an eye.

"I understand. One person is injured. You can use the power of the other three to repair the wound with magic. Unfortunately, I won't give you another chance."

When Lu Yi's voice fell, the figure had disappeared from the same place.

"Be careful--"

The Pope yelled anxiously. Before he finished speaking, he saw a blood hole appeared on the eyebrows of one of the elders, and immediately afterwards, a blood hole appeared on the eyebrows of the other three elders at the same time.

Lu Yi's figure reappeared, looking at the pope and said, "Now, you are the only one left!"

"boom!"

The bodies of the four elders of Versailles fell to the ground.

"You--" The pope's mouth twitched with anger. These elders were all masters of Versailles and his loyal followers. Unexpectedly, they all fell today, and they all died in Lu Yi's hands.

"I really underestimated you, the disciple of the world is really amazing, but you have killed so many people, even if they all die, I will not let you go."

"Don't say harsh words, if you have any ability, just come!" Lu Yi smiled.

"Don't you want to see my trick? Well, I will let you understand." The pope finished speaking, holding the staff firmly in one hand, biting the tip of his tongue, and spraying the blood on the staff.

Hum!

The staff trembled violently, and then a yin to evil aura exuded from it, accompanied by a fishy smell, which made people disgusting.

"Is it dark magic again?" Lu Yi asked.

"Do you think that I can dominate the West, just an ordinary magician?" The pope said bitterly: "You are dead."

He continued to vomit blood, the staff began to rotate, and the breath that exudes became bigger and bigger, and finally, a terrible storm formed.

Lu Yi clearly felt the crisis this time.

It was the first time Lu Yi smelled danger since he was promoted to the King of Saints. He not only became interested in the Pope's staff.

At this time, the Pope also changed, his eyes and pupils became red, like the eyes of a devil, his body was withering fast, and the vitality of his body was injected into the staff by him.

"Crack!"

There was a crack in the staff, and an unparalleled murderous intent emerged from it.

Lu Yi put away his hippie smile, his face became serious.

"Crack!"

Cracks appeared on the staff again.

This time, the murderous intent was even stronger, and even the skin felt pain, as if someone was cutting with a knife.

"What? Why is the murderous intent so strong? From the aura, it is no longer weaker than that of the Saint King!" Lu Yi's expression changed slightly.

"thump!"

The pope suddenly knelt on the ground, then bowed to the staff, chanting a spell while kneeling, and finally, he shouted: "Great God of Darkness, your descendants call you and need your help, quickly Wake up!"

"He is calling something?" Lu Yi asked in surprise: "You are not a simple magician, but a necromancer?"

"You only know now, it's too late." The pope laughed frantically: "Because you are dying!"

"boom!"

The staff suddenly shattered, and a black mist appeared in it, full of yin and evil aura. Then, in the middle of the black mist, there appeared a Westerner's face, which looked very ugly.

"Guru Guru..." He heard a voice, like an ancient Western language, Lu Yi didn't understand a word anyway.

The pope seemed to understand, and he hurriedly bowed down to the man, and he also said astringent language. Soon, the man stared at Lu Yi with a pair of hollow eyes.

"You, want to kill my descendants!"

This time, Lu Yi understood it. It was standard Chinese.

"What the **** are you?" Lu Yi asked.

"Bold!" The Pope scolded Lu Yi: "Hugh is rude to Lord Dark!"

"Master Dark? I think it's just a ray of dead soul." Lu Yi said with disdain.

"Yes, I'm really just a ray of dead soul, but it's more than enough to kill you." A huge death aura appeared in the empty eyes of that person, forming a peerless and sharp killing intent, and crushed towards Lu Yi.

Lu Yi didn't care, and directly sacrificed Xuanyuanjian.

"Chang!"

The Divine Sword jumped out of its eyes, breaking the killing intent with one move.

"The ancient artifact of the mysterious East!" The man's voice was shocked, and then smiled: "Fortunately! Kill you, I will use the ancient artifact of the East to nurture the soul."

boom!

The hall trembled violently, and it was all shrouded in black mist, and a dead air filled the surroundings, and the man started his hand.

"Chang!"

Lu Yi was also not polite, swinging the Xuanyuan sword, and slashing down. This strand of dead soul possessed the strength of the saint king, and he did not dare to underestimate it.

Murderous aura in the hall for a while, shaking the earth.

"Hmph, dare to be an enemy of me, no matter who you are, no matter how strong you are, I must kill you this time!" The pope's face was sullen, he was only halfway through his words, and suddenly heard a scream.

"what……"

not good!

When the pope looked up, he saw that the soul and Lu Yi had separated, and the soul was distorted, flames burning all over his body, and screamed in pain.

"You, what did you do to Dark Lord?" The Pope said in horror.

"He is an evil thing, and the sword in my hand is just as strong as the sun, and it happens to be his nemesis." After Lu Yi finished speaking, he slashed out.

"boom!"

The soul was beheaded, and the black mist and death in the hall disappeared instantly.

"I wasted so long, now, it's your turn!" Lu Yi mentioned the sword and strode towards the Pope.

"Even if I die, I won't let you go." The pope roared, preparing to explode, and die with Lu Yi. Who knows, Lu Yi came to him in a blink of an eye, grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him up. .