Chapter 2452

"Now, I will punish you in the name of the former silver saint of the altar and your master! Avid, you said you wanted to be a dark fighter. In that case, I have to destroy your soul here." Bai Li said mercilessly.

"Come on! Old stubborn, let me see your ability!" Avid growled. His battered soul struggled and burned up the small universe again.

With the smell of the small universe burning up, avid's soul seemed to want to shoot at Bai Li, but at this time, Bai Li had shot before he did.

"Villain, it's my dereliction of duty not to teach you well. But since you have come to this stage, I will never show mercy. According to the law of the holy land, you should bear the punishment of eternal doom for your mistakes! From now on, you will stay in this yellow spring bilangban and make a stone statue."

Bai Li said this, looking at the clap and roaring, struggling to reach his apprentice. The amazing small universe broke out, and the terrible breath seemed to shake the whole huangquan bilaoban.

When the pale light disappeared, Bai Li's figure had also disappeared from the yellow spring bilaoban. All that remained in place was a cold stone statue. This stone statue is exactly what avid looks like. The stone statue struggled until the last moment, and there was still anger, reluctance and unrepentant resentment in his expression.

But these have no meaning. He, who was turned into a stone statue by Bai Li, is dead, completely dead. Even his soul was killed. Now even Hades, the king of the underworld, can't revive him.

For Bai Li, it was his mistake and fault to cultivate Yavid, a disciple. But fortunately, behind avid, not only did Xiao Zhi inherit the position of silver saint of altarpiece, but also Shiang became the golden saint of Aries.

Moreover, compared with avid, the qualities of Xiaozhi and Shiang are undoubtedly enough to match the noble character of the saint fighter. Whether in terms of benevolence, wisdom and courage, in any of these three aspects.

Venice. After killing avid's body and breaking his soul into the yellow spring of bilangban, Xiao Zhi restrained his cosmic breath. Then his eyes looked back at the poor man kneeling on the ground behind him.

The other party is also looking at Xiao Zhi. The poor man looked at Xiao Zhi with shock and respect, as if he were really looking at the messenger of the God.

"Hello, what's your name?" Four eyes are opposite, said Xiao Zhi.

In the face of Xiaozhi's words, the man trembled, and then stammered quickly, "Naru." He said subconsciously.

Facing the man's answer, Xiao Zhi nodded. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the altar over there and the children on the altar. "I have attacked all the dark Saint fighters who have caused trouble here. I'll leave the rest to you, and those children. Understand?"

Xiao Zhi's words fell, and poor Naru nodded subconsciously. Looking at his appearance, Xiao Zhi smiled dumbly, and then said, "go and call someone to save them. These children have been crying for so long, and I think they are exhausted."

With that, Xiao Zhi turned around. Then he bent down and stretched out his hand to pick up the silver holy clothes of the altar on the ground and put them on his back.

Looking at Xiaozhi's action, at this time, his heart trembled. Poor Nalu summoned up his courage and asked Xiaozhi, "that... That adult! I don't know who you are..."

His words didn't finish. He seemed to know what Nalu wanted to say. Xiaozhi didn't look back, but said, "want to ask my name? Hehe, yumuye Zhi, silver Saint fighter at the altar of the holy land."

This sentence fell. In front of Naru, Xiao Zhi's figure had disappeared. Even though Nalu kept looking at Xiaozhi, at the moment when Xiaozhi left, he still couldn't see clearly how Xiaozhi disappeared.

But the poor man looked at the ground smashed by the holy chest, the surrounding mess, and the bodies of dark Saint fighters everywhere. He knew that what happened here today was not an illusion. But it is true that the saint fighter of the goddess Athena came to help him and this Venice to defeat the villain entrenched here.

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Holy land. Because of the edict of Pope Saiqi, Elias, the Leo golden saint with serious illness and weak body, returned to the holy land.

It is different from the impression of many saints and alternate saints in the Holy Land in the past. The figure of the hero is tall and straight, just like a mountain. This time, the figure of Elias they saw was much thinner.

Elias is tall, more than one meter nine. But it is precisely because of this, under the torture of injuries, now he looks even thinner. It has completely lost its burly momentum. Just like a bamboo pole that will decline and fall anytime, anywhere.

He has lost a lot of weight. It's incredible that this hero standing at the peak of mankind would be reduced to such a state under the torture of disease. Perhaps it was because he didn't want the rest of the holy land to see his unbearable appearance that he left the holy land before and never returned.

He is the hero of the Holy Land and the most powerful golden saint in the eyes of all people in the holy land. He did not want to disappoint those in the holy land who took him as an example and spiritual pillar because of his own appearance.

The beard of a middle-aged man appeared disorderly on Elias's face. His eyes were slightly sunken and his cheekbones were high. When he came back, he walked back. He carries the casket of the golden coat of Leo. Beside him was a little boy who looked timid but stubborn.

This child, of course, is the son of Elias, Regulus. Both of them were dressed in ragged clothes and looked dusty.

When the two of them appeared outside the sanctuary gate, the whole sanctuary was alarmed with the report of the saint on duty! Almost all the saints and their alternates came out to meet Elias.

Although many people have heard that Elias has been seriously ill for a long time, in their eyes, Elias is still a hero of the holy land. No matter his strength or his personality, people admire him unreservedly.

Among those who greeted Elias in the holy land, there were three golden saints. Lugonis, manigoth and the child tigers who have also just returned to the holy land.