Worlds’ Apocalypse Online: 121st palm Holy Church

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After half a day.

Numerous Flower Sect people are having lunch around the table.

"Master, senior brother, and three senior brother don't seem to have practiced." Xiuxiu ran in, panting, and said excitedly.

She ran to Bluegrass Palace as soon as she was free these past few days, accompanied Gu Qingshan to practice skills, and keep it up aside.

"Not practiced? What is he doing?" White goose asked.

"He went to bathe and change clothes."

Xiuxiu wrinkled his nose, with disgust on his face, said: "A few days ago, he was sweaty and smelly, I let him go to bathe and change clothes, he was astonished, he did n’t hear what I said, but today he is himself Go bathing. "

White goose thought for a while and smiled: "It seems to have gained something."

Gu Qingshan was soaked in the hot springs. Looking at the explanation of defeating interface, there was a heavy sense of harvest in my heart.

"Chaotic Dance (Intermediate): Advancing Skill, shoot 10 arrows in a short period of time and attack the opponent with an unpredictable arc."

"Shrink the ground to an inch (Intermediate): Divine Skill, specify the location at will, or capture the enemy's breath, through the special body method breaking void limit, appear directly in the corresponding position."

"Exhibition distance: 30 meters."

30 meters, can be used for actual combat.

At this time, a blaze flew.

Gu Qingshan received fire talisman, spirit power reminded, whispers of Xiuxiu suddenly came.

"senior brother senior brother, Master seems to be giving you a base period of Cultivation Technique."

Gu Qingshan smiled and put away fire talisman.

He opened War God Operational Interface and looked at the time hourglass again.

On top of the hourglass, only seven grains of sand remain.

You can go back immediately.

Gu Qingshan is watching the hourglass, watching the grain of sand quietly, like a slow motion, falling slowly.

Time is up.

A light curtain flashed, and he disappeared from Cultivation World.

St. Olanka Empire.

The Royal Palace.

"Are there still no news?"

"Why is there still no news? You all eat rice? I want to cut off your head!"

The imperial king, the grey-haired old man, sat on the throne, asked coldly.

Several officers below shuddered and knelt down on the ground: "Princess said she would come back soon, but we never found her Liuhuo on the border."

"Humph, useless things, I will order now, kill-"

The old man suddenly noticed that the woman exuding holy radiance was gesturing at herself.

The old man understood the gesture.

He waved his hand in sorrow and scolded: "Get out of here! Don't let me see you like you!"

Several officers covered in sweat, and walked away.

After they left, the old man gasped violently before his expression gradually eased.

"Dear Your Excellency the Pope, what has this king asked your teacher to do, how is it going now?" The old man's tone suddenly became gentle.

"In progress, please do not worry, Your Majesty, it will be done soon."

The woman in a pure white robe radiates a radiance, replied.

A woman in her fifties, with a graceful appearance, a bright halo of light hanging above her head, suddenly looked around, almost thinking that the Virgin came to the world.

So demeanor, so powerful, if she appears outside the palace, I do n’t know how many ordinary people will kneel on the ground and worship.

Unfortunately, she is wearing one layer gauze, and no one can see her true appearance.

"Come back, let me talk to the pope," the old man ordered.

Everyone retreated.

In the hall, there was silence.

"Come on," the old man on the throne said.

The pope did not speak.

"Come on, please."

The old man's tone is somewhat pleading.

The holy pope sighed, lifted his robe, and walked toward the throne step by step.

Her feet are lame, so she walks slowly, but the old man is obviously happy.

The Pope stepped on the throne step by step and stood beside the old man.

She stroked the old man ’s head and said softly: "Relax, although some people still die, but their Doomsday is today."

The old man cried out loudly and said, "You know what I want is not this."

The pope paused, his tone changed softly: "Soon, be patient, it will be soon."

"I can't stand it, I won't do it! I want-"

The old man's voice suddenly cut off.

His head slowly slumped down, his entire body paralyzed on the throne, as if he suddenly lost his soul.

The old man had a pair of hands on his chest.

A pair of hands with sharp nails protruding out of the old man ’s body.

The hands stretched **** both sides, and the old man's chest opened.

There is no organ in the old man ’s chest, but a short and small person is hidden.

This is a villain covered in folds, with only a few hairs on his head and wrinkles on his face.

However, his voice is full of sharp voice.

This short and small person howled and cried, "Mother, I don't want to stay here, it's so lonely here."

"Good baby," the Pope hugged him in his arms, and said softly: "Give my mother two more days to put this country in your pocket, you can stop acting."

The villain grabbed the pope and snarled wildly: "Why do n’t you understand me, I want Anna, I want Anna, I want her to be my bride!"

"Anna is yours, no one can take it away, my dear son." The Pope persuaded.

She suddenly lifted her veil, revealing a face without skin, and empty eyes with only black holes.

She hit the face of her son and said, "You can get Anna if you obey your mother."

"That's the thorn rose of the empire. If you don't work hard, how can you pick her up?"

The villain sobbed and said, "Really?"

"Really," the Pope held the villain, and quickly persuaded: "As long as you work hard for another two days, I will get Anna back and marry you."

"Okay, then I work hard, I must work hard, I want Anna." The villain said, crawling back to the old man's body, closing the chest from the inside.

The old man ’s head was raised again, and in an old tone, he said crazy passionate words: "I want Anna, I want her, she is my bride."

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound outside the hall.

"Who!" the old man shouted angrily.

At the same time as he spoke, the pope had stood under the steps, and the light gauze on his face had covered his face again.

Looking at her elegant and noble manner is like never leaving the place.

Outside the main hall, there was a panic-stricken report.

"Your Majesty, Princess Anna sent a message requesting direct dialogue with you."

"Anna!"

The old man shouted with joy, his hands pressed against the throne, and he would stand up in a posture.

He looked at the Pope, and despite the one layer light yarn, he still felt the Pope ’s dissatisfaction.

The old man shrank, he coughed, and said, "Call, just talk, you can start."

Soon, the secret communication equipment is set up and connected.

The light curtain lit up.

The communicator crossed the layers of protection, and the opposite scene came from the distant Free Federation.

The old man and the pope looked at the light curtain together, and their expressions changed slightly.

"Who are you?"

The old man ’s tone was mixed with anger, killing intent, and jealousy.

On the light curtain, Anna and Von Ford stood in the distance, and the mad crowd swarming, unable to get close under their attack.

A man who is much more handsome than himself is facing the light curtain.

"His Majesty Holy Empire, let me introduce myself first, this is Gu Qingshan."