Chapter 807 Great Light World

Looking at the boiling desert capital in front of him, the fifth prince was slightly taken aback, and then laughed at the next moment.

He looked at Fang Xingjian in the sky, and said coldly in his heart: "Fang Xingjian, even though your swordsmanship is earth-shattering, you have already made an enemy of the entire empire, now you dare to make an enemy of the entire kingdom of sand?"

Even if you can defeat my father, on the territory of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, with the Holy Fire Pope and the defensive circle that has been passed down for hundreds of years, it is impossible for you to kill me. '

The overall strength of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia is slightly inferior to that of the Empire, but the Sacred Fire Cult raided the entire desert and enslaved hundreds of millions of people for countless years, and their accumulation far exceeds that of the Creek royal family.

At this moment, the fifth prince relaxed, and was extremely grateful for his own life.

‘Fortunately, I was prepared and contacted the Holy Fire Pope, otherwise I would really be dead this time. '

‘And even if he wants to continue, the Holy Fire Pope and the magic circle of the desert capital, he will not be able to kill me again. '

At the same time, the Holy Fire Pope took a step, white flames rose up all over the sky, especially the magic circle of the entire desert capital was fully activated under the urging of the Holy Fire Pope, endless flames spread out from the mask , these flames condensed in the sky, and a city composed of flames hanging upside down in the sky appeared.

The entire mask protecting the capital seems to have become a mirror, and under the mirror is the pearl of the desert, the capital of the kingdom of sand.

A city of flames hangs upside down on the mirror, which is not at all different from the entire desert capital, just like a replica reflected in the mirror, the only difference is that the entire body of this hanging city is composed of flames.

This is exactly the Holy Fire Pope using the power of the entire magic circle to stimulate his own Divine Kingdom Great Light Realm.

Infinite flames fly back and forth, which is a fusion of seventy-seven forty-nine kinds of holy fires, and also condenses the nine holy fires that the Holy Fire Pope kept in the main altar.

At this moment, the Great Light Realm appears in the material world with the power of the entire capital city, hanging upside down in the sky like a palace in the sky. The surging firepower and energy in it is simply a frightening number, and it is estimated that it can provide the magic capital for hundreds of years. power consumption.

With the appearance of the Great Light Realm, the crowd in the capital also became agitated. Countless people showed expressions of admiration on their faces. The Pope of the Holy Fire Church.

Somewhat similar to the magic circle of the Moon Temple, the reason why the Sacred Fire Cult wants to engage in religion is, on the one hand, to unify the thoughts of the desert groups and facilitate rule, and on the other hand, it is because the original founder, Xuehai Tianjun, has a set of methods to collect information from human beings. Flow, collect all the thought fragments of worship and belief, and use them as energy.

With the appearance of the Great Light Realm, countless people prostrated themselves on the ground, and the flame city of the entire Great Bright Realm burned more violently, as if a pot of oil was poured out of a raging fire.

Feeling the full sense of power, the color of self-confidence in the eyes of the Holy Fire Pope became more intense.

The last time Holy Fire Pope and Fang Xingjian fought, they just relied on their own strength.

This time, the Pope of the Holy Fire is backed by the capital of the Kingdom of Sand, the main altar of the Holy Fire Cult. The magic circle that has stood here for hundreds of years has condensed the efforts of several generations of leaders of the Holy Fire Cult. Only the treasures of heaven and earth can achieve success.

The Holy Fire Pope at this moment is at least three times stronger than the first time he met Fang Xingjian.

So now he is full of confidence.

'At this moment, it is impossible for Fang Xingjian to defeat me in the general altar of my teaching. ’ His eyes narrowed slightly, and thoughts kept turning in his mind: ‘Then…do we just take this opportunity to kill him? '

In the eyes of Holy Fire Pope, Fang Xingjian's strength has risen to this level in just three years, there is definitely a secret.

If he could get this secret, just thinking about it would make Holy Fire Pope slightly excited.

And Fang Xingjian took the initiative to chase after the Holy Fire Cult's base camp, which in the eyes of the Holy Fire Pope was simply a godsend opportunity.

So after he took a step, he said directly: "Fang Xingjian, kneel down and surrender. Be my slave of the Holy Fire Cult for a hundred years, and I will spare your death."

While speaking, the Great Light Realm pressed down, and a violent heat wave rushed towards us, as if it was about to burn the entire city to nothing. Countless sparks turned into giant dragons and tossed back and forth, enveloping a radius of dozens of kilometers in a blink of an eye. stand up.

The Great Light Realm hanging upside down in the sky and the capital magic circle towering below, the two are squeezed up and down, like an invisible big mouth, pinching and rubbing the Zhuxian Sword Formation in it, constantly squeezing and rubbing in the void. The impacts made loud noises again and again, as if a 100,000-ton aircraft carrier was thrown to the ground again and again.

At this moment, the Pope of the Holy Fire is not only powerful and unfathomable, but also the indestructible flame of the Dharma Body secreted by the Holy Fire Cult. With the help of the Holy Fire Cult's thousand-year belief, he can be continuously reborn.

Now above the capital of this desert capital, the Pope of the Sacred Fire Sect is almost immortal, so he is even more confident.

The majestic power he displayed at this moment far surpassed the previous appearance of Qingshan Zhenjun presiding over the Liangyi Mochen Formation.

Fang Xingjian glanced at the Holy Fire Pope, the Fifth Prince and the entire city.

Within a radius of 100,000 meters, there is hostility towards him everywhere, the whole city, the people of the whole city want to kill him.

In the eyes of the fifth prince, there was a sense of happiness, and in the eyes of the Pope of the Holy Fire Church, there was infinite confidence and the overall situation.

Glancing at everyone present, Fang Xingjian lightly stretched out a finger, and a beam of sword light shone on his fingertips like the rising sun.

The next moment, hundreds of millions of sword lights swept towards the position of the Holy Fire Pope.

Facing hundreds of millions of sword lights, Holy Fire Pope's dharma body was continuously retreated, vibrated, and scattered in all directions, like a flame being blown out, constantly cut and weakened by the sword lights.

But no matter how he is attacked, at the moment when the flame is about to go out, he will grow stronger again, rise up, and return to his original appearance again.

"It's useless, Fang Xingjian!" The Holy Fire Pope laughed and said, "My immortal flame is the real immortal body, you can't kill me!"

While speaking, the Great Light Realm in the sky burst down suddenly, and the whole city of flames was pushed down like a Mount Tai. The ferocious power and power made the entire city change color.

This is because the Great Bright Realm's target is not them, and Fang Xingjian, who bears the brunt of the blow, seems to be stunned, staring blankly at the crushed Great Bright Realm, without any reaction.