Chapter 3991

The laughter around him didn't put any pressure on him.

Anyway, it's still this fancy from beginning to end.

It doesn't matter. It's still an indifferent gesture from beginning to end.

It's real right now.

"Pope of light, you have so many talents in the temple of the alliance of light!"

"First there are the first-class saints who can bring the God of light into the body, and now there are the proud sons of heaven who can bring down the crown of Athena."

"The latter is understandable. As for the former... It looks like this guy is talking to himself."

"Is this guy directing and acting himself?"

"Talent! What a talent!"

"Pope of light, I have seen it thoroughly today!"

"Hahaha! There is no regret in this life!"

The dark Pope devil slaughtered his hands and laughed.

While talking, my thoughts suddenly pricked. The more I said it, the more smiling I felt at the corners of my mouth.

Another wave of mockery.

Pope Guangming's face has long been black.

How many times has this been ridiculed.

What's the meaning of ridicule?

Now the whole person has fallen into an extreme state of anxiety.

The more you think about it, the more uneasy you feel.

In all aspects, the continuous playing of China also seems a little uneasy.

"Ouyang disciple!"

"You've had enough!"

"Step back!"

Pope Guangming snorted coldly, and then couldn't help rubbing his head.

He meant to make Ouyang disciples stop being disgraced here!

People have seen through your trick, and now they have all the virtual images of the real God of light in place. What are you doing here, a virtual fake?

Don't you think this face is not big enough?

Huh?

Look what it's like now!

Once there is no self-knowledge!

It's a fool among fools!

"Huh?"

"Yuwen Hanlin!"

"You are presumptuous!"

"Kneel down!"

"Do you have the right to speak before God?"

Ouyangtu completely drifted away.

At present, dressing up is addictive, so I don't know what to call it.

As he spoke, the sneer on his face was on his face, and then he looked full of spirit and humanity.

Pope of light:

Give you a face, don't you?

Ah?

Give you three colors. Do you want to open a dyeing workshop for labor and capital?

What kind of virtue is he? Is there really no point in his heart?

It's endless here?

"Come here!"

"Die!"

Pope Guangming snorted coldly, then indifferently stretched out a hand, followed by Ouyang in the air, and then fiercely threw him aside.

"Ah!"

"Ah ah!"

Ouyang was biting his teeth, and his body could not help shaking violently. Severe pain swept through his body, and his brain seeds were buzzing.

At this moment, it can no longer be installed.

If he was possessed by the God of light, how could he be so easily controlled by the Pope of light?

"Huh?"

"What happened?"

"My brain hurts!"

"Hoo... Hoo Hoo!"

"It feels... It feels like having a long dream."

"What... What happened?"

"The Pope? The Pope?"

"Aren't I in the belief array?"

"I'm competing for the power of faith."

"Then suddenly it became like this."

"What... What happened."

"More and more fascinated."

"How strange."

"In a daze, I seem to see the crown of the true God."

Ouyang rubbed his head as he spoke, and his eyebrows wrinkled more.

He then shook his head as he spoke.

All kinds of feelings in my heart gathered in an all-round way, and my thoughts were chaotic to the extreme.

Very strange.

I always feel a little uneasy.

"Hum!"

"Nothing happened!"

"You've only had a nightmare for so long!"

"Now that you have been out of the belief battle, even if you lose the belief competition!"

"The Pope declares that Fang fan will win this faith competition!"

The Pope of light waved his hand and said with a plain face.

This matter really can't be tossed any more.

If you toss about like this again, something will happen.

Too much humiliation today.

Fully bear in place, and the sullen feeling in your heart will burst out in an all-round way!

The more you think, the deeper your feelings become.

When you say nothing at all.

"Lost?"

"I lost?"

"Under the crown of the pope!"

"Just now... Just now, you caught me from the belief array!"

"I didn't lose!"

"I didn't!"

"I am the winner!"

"Pope... Under the crown of the pope! You... You can't do this to me!"

"Compete for faith, how can I lose to this kind of person!"

"Arabian Nights! It's definitely Arabian Nights!"

The shouting was fully in place. Ouyang blacked his face and said something. The extremely unhappy color on his face gathered in an all-round way.

The more you speak, the more your thoughts surge into place.

This kind of mood, some can't control.

"Oh?"

"Do you know that I pulled you out of Xinyang array?"

"Huh?"

"So there's no problem with your memory?"

"Hmm? I think you're quite normal from beginning to end!"

"Pretending to be crazy with the holy one here?"

"Hum!"

"You're not qualified!"

"I warn you! Don't do those unrealistic things!"

"You must know more about the battle of faith than anyone else."

"Don't think I don't know those little moves that make trouble among you!"

"No, I'm saving you face!"

"Hum!"

"Don't be unkind!"

The cold hum was fully in place, and a trace of killing intention flickered in the eyes of the bright Pope Yu wenhanlin.

The attitude has been made clear at the moment.

Don't be unkind!

Take care of yourself!

Ouyang's heart was cold

It's not terrible to lose.

The big deal is to suffer a little loss of face, which will not have a great impact on yourself.

But... But now the Pope of light doesn't trust himself, and even has an extreme sense of anger towards himself.

Once all this anger is completely vented, he is completely finished.

There's no hope.

It's all over.

At the thought of those possible situations, the sense of panic and uneasiness in my heart can't help superimposing in an all-round way.

Now, completely numb.

"Under the crown of the Pope, you... You must... You must listen to me!"

"Things... Things are not what you think."

"Under the crown of the Pope."

"From beginning to end, from beginning to end, you have been deceived!"

"You have to believe me!"

"Under the crown of the Pope..."

Ouyang Tu has given up all his dignity, which is a burden to him.

At this moment, Ouyang disciple directly ran to the bright Pope Yu wenhanlin, and then crawled in front of him, holding the bright Pope's thigh tightly. For a time, some didn't want to put it down.