Chapter 1151

The six kills array is composed of six people. It is arranged according to the directions of heaven, earth, Yin, Yang and five elements. One person is left in each of the six directions, and the person in the center is in charge of the eye of the array. The rest are supplementary.

The mystery of this array is that the abilities of the six people in the array can be united into one. No matter where the fog in the cloud goes, the people in that position will have the strength of the six people.

Mist in the clouds is the first person in China. If you want to defeat her, you can't make up for it with quantity. But the six kills array can twist the strength of the six people into a rope. It is the supreme weapon against mist in the clouds.

Yehaoxuan, who has the potential to study the Tianji kill array, doesn't know. An accident is quietly unfolding in the holy see thousands of miles away.

The Holy See looked solemn and solemn in the night.

Arms thick candles are burning on the supports on both sides of a huge church. The sacred statue of the Virgin Mary looks strange in these flickering candles.

Pope Paul XVI knelt before the statue of the virgin and prayed piously.

At this moment, a red shadow flashed in the church, and a tall westerner appeared behind Paul XVI. He was dressed in a big red robe, and his whole body was shrouded in the big red robe.

The man slowly lifted the hat on his head that covered most of his face, revealing a beautiful and strange face. This man is Eriksson, who fought with yehaoxuan in Yuancheng county not long ago.

Paul XVI was still kneeling and praying, as if he did not realize that there was another man behind him.

"Dear emperor, I have returned from the East." Eriksson knelt on one knee and made a knightly salute to the Pope.

Paul XVI made a cross on his chest and slowly stood up. When he turned around, his sad and joyless face revealed a kind of vicissitudes.

"Eriksson." Paul XVI said, "you have violated God's will. You should not covet the Holy Cross. That is not what you can have."

"Dear emperor, I just want to get back what belongs to our holy see. The Holy Cross belongs to us." Erikson's face remained unchanged. He knelt on one knee and murmured.

"No... the Holy Cross doesn't belong to the Holy See. It belongs to the East. Did someone in the Holy See get it occasionally when he traveled in the east? Then inject his own inheritance into it." The Pope shook his head.

"No wonder... I sensed that the power of the cross holy thing is very powerful. It has the power of destroying the sky and the earth. But this smell is very strange. It doesn't belong to us." Eriksson murmured.

But then, his eyes were full of light. He raised his head and said: "I feel that the power in the Holy Cross is the only thing I have seen in my life. Only our holy see is qualified to have it. Why can't I take it back?"

"Because you can't drive slaves with that kind of power, and only that young man can control it. It is still sealed, but I can feel that it won't take long for its seal to open. There is another secret in it. If it is not well controlled, it will be a disaster." Paul XVI said slowly.

"Paul, your duty is to make our Holy See grow. Now such a good opportunity is in front of us. Why don't you grasp it? You don't deserve to hold the power battle of the Holy See." Eriksson suddenly said angrily.

"Eriksson, you have been lost by the devil." Paul XVI's deep drink was like a deep explosion in Ericsson's heart, which made him groan and turn pale.

It was precisely because of this that Eriksson's anger was aroused, and he stood up fiercely. At the moment he stood up, he had the illusion that the position holding the scepter and having an incomparable position in the Holy See should be his.

There was a burning light in his eyes. He was not free to look at the power battle in the hands of Paul XVI. He suddenly and slowly took a step forward.

"Poor child, you have been blinded by the devil. I will punish you on behalf of the Lord."

Paul XVI sighed slightly, and his eyes showed a different color. Then his right hand pointed forward, and a thick voice suddenly sounded in the Holy See: "the Lord creates everything, the lord controls the world, and what the LORD says to stop will not move forward. The Lord gives you glory, but you give it to the devil and betray the glory of the Lord. I will take it back."

As the thick voice sounded in the Vatican, Eriksson's footsteps could not help but be shocked. For a moment, his whole body was full of brilliance, and he made a sad roar.

"My emperor, I know I was wrong. I was blinded by the devil just now... I beg you... Give me a chance." Eriksson could only feel himself being burned in the fire. He struggled desperately and screamed.

Although he also had great prophecy, his ability was inferior to that of Paul XVI. The reason for such a big gap is that Paul has the power of divine origin. In the powerful prophecy attack of the Pope, he can't even raise a trace of resistance.

Looking at Eriksson struggling and screaming in the holy light, Paul sighed a little. He pointed to the sky and said, "Lord, forgive your believers."

As his right hand pointed out, the strange light on Eriksson disappeared in an instant, and he fell to the ground. The damage caused by the Holy Light healed slowly.

"Eriksson, don't step out of the Vatican in the future." Paul XVI turned and walked forward with a staggering pace.

At this moment, Ericsson's eyes suddenly burst into a red light, and a sense of killing came from his eyes. He suddenly rushed forward, and at the same time, he had a long sharp sword in his hand.

It seemed that he felt the danger behind him. The Pope suddenly turned around and pointed out with his right hand. He spit out the word "Lord..."

However, he just uttered a word. Eriksson's long sword had reached his chest, and the sharp sword pierced his chest mercilessly.

Paul XVI's eyes were wide open. He looked at Eriksson in disbelief and spit out the word "you..."

"Paul, you are no longer worthy of a scepter. Give up the power of God, and I can give you a good time." Eriksson took out his sword, and the scarlet blood flowed out of Paul's chest, and instantly dyed a carpet red.

"The Lord will not forgive you." Paul XVI spits out the word, his eyes slowly close, and at the same time, a piece of glory gushes out of his body.

This was the self-protection of the divine power when his life was in danger. This glory made Eriksson step back. He knew that it would take him a long time to deprive God of his power.

He held the power battle tightly in his hands, showing an unprecedented enthusiasm on his face. He stroked the power battle in his hands. Murmured: "I will lead the Holy See to unprecedented glory."

After a long time, he suddenly woke up from his dream. He glanced at the Pope lying on the ground, and then hissed and shouted, "come on, come on..."

Yehaoxuan didn't know that this accident was happening thousands of miles away, and he didn't know that it would bring great difficulty to his future trip to Ruidian.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of a decisive battle with the mist in the clouds.

Shili is the best duel place. It was at this time when I first met Wu Lan in the clouds. Huang Bo and Bing Aotian helped fight there. One general blasted Shili pavilion to the ground.

Now a pavilion has been rebuilt here, still named Shili Pavilion.

With Shura on his back, yehaoxuan stood in the open space in front of the pavilion. He looked to the East and waited for the arrival of the mist in the clouds.

After a while, a figure appeared in the East. From such a distance, I could see her wearing a light gray monk robe. Her steps are extremely light, and she can reach them within a few miles.

"Good morning, master in the cloud." Yehaoxuan arched his hand at her.

Although the old witch once killed herself, she was an elder after all. Ye haoxuan always believed that the ceremony could not be abolished.

The mist in the cloud nodded slightly and said, "have you considered it clearly?"

"Think it over." Yehaoxuan said lightly.

"If you had known how to do it, why should you have done it? If you had given up your fish intestines early on, maybe your heart would not have suffered so much." The mist in the cloud said faintly.

Liyanxin is her only apprentice. The last time she was paranoid, fog haze in the cloud was heartbroken. She blamed all this on yehaoxuan.

"I've thought it over. The Tianji lock is very important. I can't give you the fish intestines." Yehaoxuan's next words made the eyes in the cloud suddenly cold.

"That's what you asked me to do today?" The fog in the cloud said coldly.

"Yes, I've come to tell you this. At the same time, I hope that the elder in the cloud can turn back soon. You're already possessed." Yehaoxuan said lightly.

"Do you know the consequences of this?" The mist in the cloud said coldly.

"I know... It's just a fight to the death." Yehaoxuan smiled.

"You are also qualified to say that you are killing yourself. Your strength has made rapid progress, but if I want to kill you, it is as simple as strangling an ant." The mist in the cloud sneered.

"You can't strangle me because I'm on the side of justice." Yehaoxuan smiled. He backhanded pulled out the negative Shura behind him. His right hand was raised slowly, and the Shura in his hand pointed forward.

The three foot Shura is awe inspiring. A trace of decisiveness in the fight spread from yehaoxuan.

This battle is doomed to be a battle of life and death. The hands counting the beads in the fog are getting faster and faster. Finally, with a heavy pinch, the string of beads in her hand suddenly scattered, and hundreds of beads scattered away.

At the same time, she gently chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha..."

At the same time, her figure galloped forward like an arrow, and her right palm struck forward slowly.