Chapter 404 President vs Pope

Another person walked out of the dark space door.

He wore a white suit and a weird smiley mask, exuding a gloomy and terrifying aura.

Li Yang snapped his fingers, and the S-level zombie emerged from the shadows, roaring and rushing towards the Paladin.

The Paladin made a seal with one hand, and two golden giant swords appeared out of thin air, instantly killing the S-level zombie.

This move consumed a lot of the Paladin's spirituality.

He panted slightly and looked at Li Yang provocatively.

Li Yang smiled contemptuously and snapped his fingers.

A black shadow wandered on the ground and got into the mouth of a temple knight.

The temple knight roared, his eyes were white, and he turned into a zombie and rushed towards the Paladin.

The shadow of the white-robed archbishop was an item for Li Yang, between supernatural powers and spiritual tools.

Using the shadow of the white-robed archbishop to turn someone into a zombie does not consume much spirituality.

In other words, Li Yang can almost infinitely resurrect S-level zombies.

Li Yang made hand gestures, and the shadows under the feet of the Temple Knights stood up one after another. In the shocked eyes of the Temple Knights, they hugged the Temple Knights and started to fight with them.

The strange power made the Paladin feel cold.

The spirit boy got out of the space gate and roared with bared teeth:

"Pope! Remember me!"

It was the Pope who attacked him eighty years ago, and the enemies were particularly jealous when they met.

The Pope glanced at the spirit boy:

"It turned out to be you, still alive?"

The contempt in his words was a bit provocative.

The spirit boy clenched his fists, and kept repeating in his heart that this punch could knock the Pope away.

He rushed up to the golden cloud, and the power of that punch was so strong that the surrounding air was broken by the fist wind, forming a vacuum.

The Pope narrowed his eyes:

"Aotian, that's it."

The spirit boy's fist had arrived, and the golden cloud under the Pope's feet began to tremble.

"Bold! Don't be so arrogant!"

A few angry shouts came.

The blue-robed archbishop, green-robed archbishop, and dusk missionary of the Divine Religion flew from all directions.

Ling Tong's attack was interrupted, and his anger rushed straight to his head:

"You rotten fish and shrimp! You dare to block Grandpa Ling Tong's way! Good! Kill you first and collect some interest!"

Ling Tong clenched his fists and roared to fight with the three S-level Divine Religion.

Before the door was closed, more than a hundred masked maids appeared in the sky.

They were murderous, and each had a strange power.

The maid in the lead turned into flames and looked extremely powerful.

The maids rushed towards the temple knights.

The Pope did not pay much attention to their battle, but looked at the pitch-black space door.

The door was not closed yet, but wide open.

The Pope's eyes were deep, as if he had crossed thousands of miles, and he saw the scene inside the space door.

At the other end of the space door was a luxurious Chinese-style rooftop, where the president sat calmly, quietly tasting coffee.

The sexy dog ​​girl was waiting beside him, relaxing her shoulders for him, and she looked so happy.

With the president there to intimidate, the Pope did not dare to act rashly.

The battle below had been going on for a long time, and the S-level of the Divine Religion gradually fell into decline.

The Pope could not help it and said loudly:

"President, do you dare to fight?"

Meng Xing looked at the Pope indifferently:

"Do you dare to come?"

The Pope's face changed.

Is this asking me to go over?

Well, I can fight freely there.

As for whether there will be an ambush over there?

Are there any opponents in the S-level?

The Pope narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly:

"Why not?"

The golden clouds dissipated, and the Pope turned into a golden light and drilled into the gate of time and space.

If the Pope was still on the golden cloud, he would find that the other side of the door was no longer the sunny villa rooftop, but a dark and lightless world.

. . . . . . .

Night watch world.

Meng Xing stood in a valley.

The valley was originally inhabited by a group of monsters, but was later cleared out by hunters.

The view here is wide, and it is a very good duel field.

"President, I'm here!"

A hearty laugh came from the space gate.

An old man with golden robe and white hair who looked like a god came from the space gate.

The space gate closed with a creak.

The Pope took a look at the surrounding environment and looked at Meng Xing with a smile:

"Is this the Gate of Immortality?

Interesting, you actually ate the Phoenix.

Your soul is so powerful."

Meng Xing repeated the four words "Gate of Immortality" that the Pope said in his heart.

The secret realm that humans talk about is a door in the eyes of monsters?

What kind of door is it?

The Pope paced in the Night Watch Secret Realm, as if sighing about the past:

"I originally had great use for these doors, but now they are useless.

Since you like them, I'll leave them as your burial place."

The Pope stopped pretending, his eyes gradually turned red, and a strange and creepy smile hung on the corners of his mouth, and his mouth gradually opened to his ears.

Exactly the same as the red-eyed woman in Liancheng and the possessed Feng Zhenghao.

A terrifying pressure descended, and black mist rose from the Pope's feet, gradually covering his golden light.

The Pope's state has reached its peak, and he exhaled a foul breath:

"I originally wanted your Hunter Guild to surrender, and I would give you the opportunity to be a slave.

It's a pity that you knew my secret too early, and I can't keep you."

The Pope's combat power at this moment is probably above the S level and below the SS level.

If Meng Xing had not come to this world, no one would be the Pope's opponent, except Zhang Laodao at his peak.

The Pope's hand turned into a claw, and appeared in front of Meng Xing in an instant, grabbing with his claws.

"Zizi!"

The smile on the Pope's face froze.

He looked at the place where the claws touched Meng Xing's body in astonishment.

It didn't break the defense!

It only made a sound of metal collision that made people's ears uncomfortable.

Meng Xing looked at the Pope indifferently:

"Do you know why I asked you to come here?"

A sinister smile slowly appeared at the corner of Meng Xing's mouth:

"Because I'm afraid you will run away!"

[Snake Snake Fruit, Fantasy Beast, Great Python True God Form] is an SS-level devil fruit, which Meng Xing wished for with super strong defense.

When the Great Python True God form is unfolded in its prime, it has top SS-level defense.

Even if the Great Python True God form is not activated, it is still SS-level defense.

The weakest SS-level defense will not be broken by the strongest S-level.

This is just like how no matter how strong an A-class is, it cannot break through the defense of an S-class.

When Li Yang killed the White-robed Archbishop, it was because he had physical strength comparable to that of an S-class.

The Pope quickly distanced himself, wondering:

"How can you be so strong?

How can there be such a powerful awakener in the human world?

Could it be that you really come from ancient times as the legend says?"

Through the Pope's words, Meng Xing extracted a piece of information.

The puppet possessed by the Emperor Long Live does not have the same memory.

The Emperor Long Live had fought with Meng Xing when he was weak, so how could he not know Meng Xing's foundation?

The only beating Meng Xing received in this world was from the Emperor Long Live.