The Earth Conquers All Worlds

At the heart of the sword lotus in the center, Zhao Shi looked very powerless in the face of the attack of the flame army and the three angels, and most of the nearly thousand flying swords around him had collapsed.

quick! The opponent's front is too fast, too sharp!

He didn't have much time to reassemble the collapsed flying swords to form a continuous sword array attack. The opponent was like a red-hot table knife cutting butter. The tip of the knife had already reached the battle At the core of the sword lotus.

At the juncture of life and death, Zhao Shi could only hold the Blood Lotus Sword floating beside him with both hands, the blood from his whole body poured into its body, and the hundreds of most elite flying swords left around gathered around him.

"kill!"

Zhao Shi roared, and his body turned into a sea of ​​red blood covering all the flying swords. With the blood lotus sword as the core, all the flying swords resonated and formed a refined formation in an orderly manner.

From the appearance, the blood lotus sword and hundreds of flying swords are connected by Zhao Shi's flesh and blood bones and spiritual consciousness, and the small sword array with wings of more than a hundred flying swords turns into a bloody long sword exuding a murderous intent.

The bloody long sword escaped the light quickly, and killed Gregory III who was charging at the forefront with the momentum of a needle point facing a wheat awn.

"The flame shall be the king of the world!"

Gregory III was not afraid at all, and rushed towards the flying sword made of Zhao Shi's flesh and blood with his soldiers, his eyes fixed on its sword tip.

waves! Sound of waves!

The overwhelming killing intent hit the hearts of all living beings like a tide, and the bloodthirsty and crazy sword intent criss-crossed all directions.

Although both Gregory III and Pope Joseph were extremely tough, their eyes blurred involuntarily, and they fell into Zhao Shi's world of sword intent.

"Praise my Lord!"

"Your throne holds the sky high, and you will clean up the world and create a new paradise on earth!"

They opened their eyes again, only to see a sword-wielding young man in a black Taoist robe quietly watching them in a sea of ​​fanatical faith in gold and red.

The strong desire for faith around him is like a gangrene, but when it touches the robe of the young man in the black Taoist robe, it is like a drop of water on a glass bead, and it slides to the ground quickly, without affecting him in any way.

"False God! You dare to steal the belief of the gods, you should die!"

Pope Joseph understood everything as soon as he saw the surrounding scene. He was furious and murderous, as if he had violated the deepest taboo.

He immediately understood who the god worshiped by the Church of the Blood God, which spread widely in the territory of the former Magic Empire and eradicated all the beliefs of the Church of Light.

Faith is something that only true gods are qualified to touch. All mortals and those who try to touch the power of faith are the most sinful blasphemers.

"kill him."

Gregory III was even more straightforward. Although he didn't know why he was here, he didn't want to pay attention to it, and immediately rode his horse to kill Zhao Shi.

As soon as he set off, he stopped in amazement.

He was horrified to find that just like his own life, the flame holy lion fighting spirit that had been flowing in his body for hundreds of years disappeared without a trace, and turned into a strange but inexplicably familiar force.

He looked around him, and knights with broken armor slowly appeared from the void. Most of them had horrific injuries, and some even had their heads completely broken and their chests cracked.

But now, all the wounds on their bodies have been completely healed by an unfamiliar force, and all the knights quickly formed an orderly formation according to their own strength after their injuries were healed, kneeling on one knee:

"Your Majesty! Fight for you!"

Gregory III frowned, felt the strange yet familiar power around him, and looked at these loyal subordinates who had been lost in the past but now suddenly came back to life, feeling a little at a loss.

But on the other side, Zhao Shi felt an increasingly dangerous feeling reminding him that he had to do something as soon as possible.

"This is spiritual magic."

Pope Joseph said to him in a deep voice: "You knights have very stubborn mental strength and are weak in active attack, but have strong resistance.

Familiar with it, sense it, this is the power hidden in your heart. "

Numerous figures quickly appeared around him, mostly angels, priests, and devout believers. They walked firmly and sang songs praising God in unison, and came to Pope Joseph and surrounded him.

Under their chanting together, the holy light filled the air, and a tall and handsome angel descended slowly. White flames burned on the huge holy sword, distorting and deforming the nearby soul space.

Zhao Shi watched their actions indifferently, and let them, especially Gregory III, adapt to the environment and fighting style here.

The battle in the soul space is different from the battle in the outside world. There is no time, no sequence, and no sneak attack. The only way to defeat and kill the enemy is to defeat him head-on.

"Joseph, I don't know if you know."

After waiting for a while, Zhao Shi got the two of them ready and said, "I once told your avatar that although you are at the pinnacle of the world when it comes to mental power battles, it seems superficial to me."

Pope Joseph's expression froze.

"Now, I will tell you this again."

Zhao Shi slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, raised his hands high, and slashed down lightly, tearing the space into a red lightning, and all his soul was thrown into the sword.

"This is…"

The complexions of Pope Joseph and Gregory changed drastically at the same time, and they felt a will to destroy. All the spirits sent warnings that the doom of destruction was coming.

"Warriors of the Empire, charge with me!"

"Slay the heretics and spread the glory of the Lord!"

Instinctively, under the critical situation of life and death, the two reacted violently at the same time.

Gregory stabbed obliquely towards the sky with his spear, the tip of the spear gleamed, his spirit instantly condensed with the knight behind him, and the horse's hooves exploded like thunder, trampling the sky with little ripples.

"charge!"

The Wanjun roared, like a sharp giant spear, killing the red lightning in the sky.

The prayers of the believers and priests on Pope Joseph's side were louder and more orderly. They were all of one mind and belonged to the Lord. The angel's breath rose rapidly in the sky, flapping its white wings, and slashed down with red lightning with the great sword of holy flame.

"My lord, your glory spreads all over the world, and you will clean up the old and corrupt world!"

Angel and Wanjun ran into trouble just after they started their attack. The belief in the God of Blood at this stage can't harm Zhao Shi, but this doesn't mean that the two of them also have such ability.

"Lord, we kill as you please!"

The desires of thousands of people are entwined and linked, and countless figures holding golden red long swords, ragged clothes, straw sandals and even bare feet changed their targets the moment noble angels and lofty knights appeared in the sea of ​​faith.

Countless people killed them, temporarily no longer clinging to being one with the god in their hearts.

"Damn it, quick, kill him, quick!"

They are weak, but they are infinite in number. They use their bodies to hold back the progress of the angels and the armies, consuming their little bit of strength, which made Pope Joseph anxious and accelerated the pace of attack.

The red lightning that covered half of the sky in the sky didn't care about the attacks on the faith of thousands of people below, and didn't intend to let them delay for more time. The red lightning flashed away in front of the majestic angel and the roaring army , tearing apart the black space lines and disappearing.

The furious charge of Gregory III and the majestic angel's body froze at the same time, turning into bits of aura and collapsing.

The remaining two transparent and extremely weak phantoms screamed and hid somewhere in horror and disappeared.