Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

The pope just sighed so.

Joan of Arc knew why the old man said that, because the other party thought that millions of years of inheritance of the kingdom of God, in the end, depended on a woman to save the world.

And there is a price to pay, which is a shame for a strong believer like the Pope.

But there is no way, he also went to pray when he was young, but did not get a response from God.

"Ah—it's cracked!"

"Run!"

"Is it finally coming?"

"..."

Suddenly, the crowd below all exclaimed.

And those who watched the live broadcast on Xianwang no longer stared at the screen, but looked up at the sky.

At this moment, no matter where the creatures were in Nine Heavens World, they could all hear the cracking sound and see that huge crack in the sky.

Bursts of pitch-black mist gushed out of the cracks, piercing and strange noises echoed between the heavens and the earth, and it seemed that there was an inexplicable existence whispering in people's ears.

The crowd panicked, and the spirit that had been relieved by the holy light just tensed up again.

The black mist is a tangible thing, but the strange law is invisible. There is no certification from any authoritative person, but all living beings can still feel that the strange law around is more intense.

If it was said that it was still in the mist before, now it is like a deep swamp!

"This feeling is really unpleasant, Senior Brother Yu, aren't you guys going to take action at the Broken Star Mausoleum?"

Liu Hongfeng, who was entrusted by Master to visit Broken Star Mausoleum, asked Yu Ge.

Yu Ge just looked at the sky with a slight frown, shook his head and said, "Master said, before the critical moment, it's better not to let him out of the coffin."

He is now carrying a coffin on his back, which is exactly the one that Zhang Xuansheng invited down from the starry sky that day.

"Oh, it's useless after all."

Liu Hongfeng sighed, she has practiced in the Western Regions in the past few years, and through the system, she has also cultivated to the realm of Immortal Venerable.

It seems extremely powerful, but she knows very well that this level of cultivation is not enough when facing the existence that descends from that world.

To visit Broken Star Mausoleum, it was just that Tianshengzong hoped that the other party would have some special means.

In her opinion, that senior back then was nothing more than an immortal cultivation base, maybe a little stronger than her, but his strength was limited.

That senior was defeated when he was alive, but today he is a corpse of a tragic death, so what if he has a second hand?

"Not necessarily, the power of this saint of the Kingdom of God is a bit extraordinary."

Yu Ge sighed, and couldn't help showing a bit of fascination.

Liu Hongfeng felt a little slanderous, she couldn't figure out what was going on with Joan's strength, she had clearly achieved another peak through the appearance system, but in some places that she couldn't explain, she just couldn't compare to the other party.

Ordinarily, a monk like Yu Ge should not be shaken by any beauty, but staring at Joan of Arc still cannot avoid evil thoughts in his heart.

Those ordinary people who looked at the sky, even if they couldn't see Joan of Arc's figure and appearance clearly, their minds were unavoidable. It was a strange rule.

"However... her strength seems to be still gathering. If it's too late, maybe it's just a waste of effort."

Yu Ge was a little worried, and stabilized the slightly restless coffin with one hand.

Seeing the cracks in the air slowly open, Yu Ge gritted his teeth, put down the coffin behind him, turned around and knelt down, and kowtowed in the air.

"Try it, this is the magic core of our Heavenly Sacred Sect."

Liu Hongfeng gave Yu Ge the magic core that Shen Shenzhou asked her to bring, hoping that it would come in handy.

"Unfilial disciple Yu Ge, respectfully invite Master to come out of the coffin!"

Yu Ge took the magic core, embedded it in a recess outside the coffin, and shouted loudly.

At the same time, he made a formula in his hand, and a mysterious spell hit it.

"Crash-crash-"

There was a sound of chains in the coffin, as if something was breaking free.

At the same time, on the other side, Ling Zihan hesitated and asked the Taoist of the Five Elements to help.

"Zihan, it's not that I don't want to make a move, but behind that crack, there is a palpitating existence."

Taoist Wuxing shook his head and sighed, he was powerless to stop the crack from opening.

Even if he strikes forcefully, he will be polluted, and when he loses his mind, it may cause even greater disasters.

What he can do now is to use his cultivation to protect Ling Zihan and his sister. If things really get worse, he can use his cultivation to break through the barrier and take them to the upper realm.

At the same time, he was also puzzled, things have deteriorated to such a point, is that existence still not making a move?

Does he really have to wait for the existence of the strange world to come before he will show up?

Or is this also in the plan of that taboo existence, in order to learn more about that world?

"Ah - let go, don't bite me!"

"Eat—eat—"

"kill--"

People with low cultivation bases are already in a mess, and hell is playing out among the crowd.

At this moment, a black shadow drew a line like a lone goose in the air, and rushed towards the crack.

The figure was wearing a corrupt black robe, with chains wrapped around its arms, and its upper and lower jaws collided constantly, making a teeth-stinging sound.

Joan of Arc, who was welcoming the arrival in the air, also glanced at the black figure in surprise, as if she didn't expect that someone would dare to rush towards the huge crack at this time.

"boom--"

A loud noise echoed between the sky and the earth, and after the black shadow touched the huge crack, it exploded into a cloud of pitch-black blood mist.

Yu Ge below was already in tears, and that was the last strength of his master.

It condenses true spirits, strange laws, and obsessions that lasted millions of years.

I saw that the pitch-black blood mist was like sludge, blocking the huge crack and delaying the opening time of the crack.

That was his last contribution to future generations.

Chapter 340 Seven: Shouting, Power of Faith

Yu Ge didn't know how his master did it, but he knew that the master did it for today's blow.

Let's take the initiative to let his true spirit and soul blend with strange laws for millions of years, and he must not be reborn.

Originally, with his previous state, even if he lost to the weirdness of that world, even if he died, he would definitely be able to transcend his true spirit and re-enter reincarnation.

But he himself chose to give up. In order to study the means to deal with the strange world, he did not hesitate to suffer millions of years of his true spirit, but also chose to merge.

Everything is for today, to be able to use special means to delay some time for his descendants.

"No... Maybe Master respects him, thinking that this can block that huge hole."

Yu Ge wept, sighed and said to himself.

The master back then may have wanted to use weird laws to deal with weird laws and fill that big hole in this way, but it turned out to be unrealistic.

The arrogance of that era burned everything he had, and in the end, he could only stop the time when the crack opened.

How sad is this?

At this moment, countless disciples of the Broken Star Mausoleum fell to the ground and wept bitterly, feeling sorrow and despair for the powerlessness of the human beings and the creatures of Nine Heavens World.

Henry Zhang also just arrived from afar, happened to see this scene, and felt sorry for him.

"boom"

A huge figure landed in front of him, blocking his way.

Henry Zhang was a little surprised, looking at this huge pink-gray creature, he was a little confused for a while.

"huh huh huh huh"

He didn't know who it was until the slightly familiar pig cry sounded.

"Junior Brother, are you surprised or surprised?"

Mo Shangwang jumped off Page and said with a smile.

"If you don't stay in the upper realm, why run down?"

Henry Zhang pretended to be angry and said, how dangerous the lower realm is at this time.

Mo Shangwang shrank his head, as if he remembered his father's education before.

But then his expression became serious again, and he said: "Brother, I don't have any skills. I can't do it if I try my best with that stupid thing. I just thought, if it doesn't work, I can still take you and Dad and run away."

"huh huh huh huh"

Paige let out a few more piggies, but with its current size, it really hurts the ears.

"What Page means is that it is very powerful now, and it can bring many people to break through the cross-border safely."

Mo Shang forgot to explain.

Zhang Xuansheng: ...

Brother Mo, when did you get a full score in pig language?

"There is no need to do this, this calamity can be overcome."

Henry Zhang shook his head and said, although Brother Mo's remarks were still as cowardly as ever, they didn't sound like what a young Tianjiao who has become a fairy should say at all.

But there was still a faint warmth in his heart, because senior brother Mo, who was so timid and afraid of getting into trouble, was thinking of himself at this moment and wanted to come down to pick him up.

He remembered a lot at this moment.

I remembered the days when I was playing hide-and-seek with many senior sisters in Luna Palace when I was a child, I remembered the days when I was researching what to eat with Senior Brother Mo at Shenfengmen, and I remembered all kinds of things I saw when I first went out to Tianyuan Secret Realm. same generation.

Li Tianran, who has an extraordinary ability to understand swords, Ji Zixuan, who has a broken mouth, Gu Hao, who is determined to find a divine beast, and Yu Ge, who looks cold on the surface but is actually a dog-licker in the end... Huiming, who asks for advice every day, and Ling Zihan, who is a bit unlucky but very righteous, Liu Hongfeng who wanted to fascinate her all day long, Ling Moxue who was sharp-tongued, Ye Pianli who was gentle and considerate, and that silly woman who was thinking of saving the world in the air at this time.

Everyone has many shortcomings, but also many interesting places.

In the final analysis, no matter how far the cultivation level has reached.

Everyone is always human.

I, Zhang Xuansheng, why not?

"Let's go, go meet for a while, the guy on the other side."

Henry Zhang smiled, and wanted to pat Brother Mo on the shoulder, but found that he could no longer reach it now.

"Junior Brother Xuansheng."

Mo Shangwang still wanted to persuade, but found that Zhang Xuansheng's figure had disappeared.

This shocked him a bit, he is now in the realm of immortals, just now he felt that Junior Brother Xuansheng is still a cultivator in the mortal realm.

This is also the reason why he just wanted to persuade him to take his junior brother away.

He originally thought that his junior brother would create another miracle in the lower realm, but when he came down, he found that his junior brother had already become an immortal emperor, and everything was wiped out by him.

But when he met him just now, he found out that it wasn't true, so he wanted to withdraw, but it seems that the younger brother still has some trump cards that he doesn't know.

"Your Highness, please hurry up!"

In the Kingdom of God camp, someone sent a message to Joan of Arc, even though the ancestors of the Broken Star Mausoleum bought time, the situation did not improve.

Joan of Arc didn't respond in the air, just a pair of ruthless eyes, scanning the army of the Kingdom of God below.

Her mind has been emptied now, and she feels neither happy nor sad, as if she doesn't care about everything in this world.

Even the huge crack on the head seemed out of his sight, and it didn't seem to matter whether it prevented it from opening, or whether it led Nine Heavens World to escape the catastrophe.

"Oh, so-called gods are ruthless."

Pope Gregory, sighed, more wrinkles appeared on his face, as if his life was not long.

Even without this catastrophe, he would not survive this age.

"Your Majesty, is this really good?"

Holy Knight Commander Lancelot blushed. He felt that as a warrior, he stood still and waited for others to save him. This was extremely humiliating.