The Dead

The Throne of Qingxu passed through the wall and then went to the underground space. There was a different world under the Cathedral of St. Martin. I saw golden liquid flowing on the ground, and holy light was filled with all directions. Lin Xiso felt a pressure.

"Damn it, it's so perverted. I don't know how many people need to contribute their thoughts to such a rich holy light. No wonder the missionaries in the church hall are not afraid of outsiders attacking. As long as they are properly arranged, they are sure to be foolproof." Lin Xisuo flew forward by the throne of Qingxu. There were many statues standing in the underground space. In addition to these statues, there were also a large number of alloy cages.

I saw mummies lying in most cages. It seemed that the deceased had been tortured before his death. When a person was dying, his mind power would reach a terrible level. Most of the statues around him were transformers that devoured the deceased's mind power. What a cruel place.

Lin Xisuo more or less understood the methods of the Holy Sect referee team. The three words "referee team" are not for nothing, but were obtained by suppressing dissidents and judging countless evil cultivators. They can torture people to death and recycle and use the power of death. This is the only one in the interstellar world, and there is no other semicolon.

The throne of Qingxu flew past the cage, and there was a holy light suppression here, so even if the prisoners broke free from the cage, they could not leave safely.

Fortunately, the Throne of Qingxu opened a half-dimensional passage to slide, and was relatively less suppressed by the holy light. Even so, Lin Xisuo did not dare to take it lightly. St. Martin's Cathedral is extremely dangerous. Who knows what is hidden in front of it?

The ghost eyes exerted their ultimate effect, and they glanced around without blinking. A faint voice suddenly came from the densest place of the cage: "Save me, save me, I will meet your three requirements."

The holy light was very quiet, and there was no need to prevent a little movement and a clear sound. Lin Xisuo immediately realized that the seeker was another guy who could sense the existence of the throne of Qingxu. It seemed that the throne of Qingxu was somewhat concealed.

Lin Xisuo ignored one thing. St. Martin's Cathedral gathered several masters from the star field, and had the power to condensate the protection of the sky and earth. The Throne of Qingxu is just a space equipment that is somewhat taboo in manufacturing methods. It does not have the magical ability of the space source, so it is impossible to escape the sensing range of those top peak masters.

Being able to survive in St. Martin's Cathedral and discover the Throne of Qingxu at such a distance shows that it is not easy to speak. Should I save it or not? With the badge of heaven and taboo book, it is quite easy to take someone out.

The throne of Qingxu stirred a slight ripples in the holy light. Lin Xisuo came to the left of a tall cage. Bunches of holy light condensed like solid sacred lights fell from a high place. The cage suppressed a wrinkled old man, who was asking for help.

"Are you familiar with this place? I will rescue you as long as you are a qualified guide." Lin Xisuo knew that the old man must be a great person. It would be great if such a person did things based on his mood after he went out. He would not be stupid enough to make any requests to the other party. If he could understand the situation of the underground space of the church, it would be of greatest help to this trip.

"Haha, you're asking the right person. I was promoted to the deputy referee of the Holy Sect referee for a long time ago, but I accidentally touched the Pope's little secret, so I was detained here. Boy, the power of St. Martin's Cathedral is being consumed continuously. It's your good thing? Otherwise, I wouldn't wake up." The old man was full of hatred when he mentioned the Pope, and he was not as weak as before. He actually had a way to resist the erosion of the Holy Light.

"Vice referee? It's honor to see you. The Pope has temporarily left the star of the Mori. I really don't have much respect for the Holy Sect referee, so I gather some forces to launch a general attack on St. Martin's Cathedral today." Lin Xiso said, blinking his fingers and popping out a golden arc, and the golden velvet scalpel cut through the space to attack the cage, and jingling and jingling.

"Hey, don't waste your strength. I really didn't expect that your cultivation level was so different. If it was at its peak, I might be able to rescue me. This cage was washed by the holy light for thousands of years, so it would be considered a treasure!" The desire to survive in the eyes of the old man gradually extinguished. He was not optimistic about Lin Xisuo's attack power, and he could not break the cage at level ten.

The golden velvet scalpel can break the space with the support of the space source ability, but it only makes a small wound in the surrounding space. The space has extremely strong recovery ability and can make up for the wound in an instant. This move is ineffective for the cage.

As the old man said, the cage was constantly washed by the holy light. Even if the golden velvet scalpel can leave traces on it, it is difficult to truly cut open. Even if the peak master comes, he cannot save people without special means.

"Oh? Senior really thinks this thing can stump me?" Lin Xisuo smiled slightly, and a purple arc popped up with his left hand.

It is still a golden velvet scalpel, and it is still a space source. After the crisp sound, all the cage alloy steel columns broke. The old man showed a thoughtful look, and he did not expect that this mysterious young man was so powerful.

A crystal clear vine reached into the cage and pulled out the old man. Then the vine quickly tied the old man tightly, and the scanning beam gently brushed by. The deputy referee of the former Holy Sect Referee Team disappeared in an instant.

Lin Xisuo could not have invited the old man to the throne of Qingxu. Who knows whether the other party will "make trouble" or be more secure in the Heavenly Chain Badge. If you want to get any news, you only need to communicate at the spiritual level.

"You guys, you can do it. If I had resisted a little just now, you would definitely leave me alone." The old man's voice showed the badge of heaven. With such ability, this guy was extremely strong.

"Hehe, old man, don't be afraid. Keep your word. I hope you can be a guide for the younger generation." Lin Xisuo suppressed his surprise and drove the Qingxu Throne to quickly leave the cage.

"Hmph, I'm afraid? So what about the Pope? I've been deceived by me for many years? Those important places are guarded by experts. If I hadn't pretended to be dead and escaped and taken into custody, it would be impossible for you to do something here." The old man said half-truely. His whole body is now seriously lost, so he is quite afraid of Lin Xisuo.

"Do you want to take revenge? Why not cooperate quickly and mess up the underground of St. Martin's Cathedral. If these holy lights are reduced by 30% or 40%, some small things can make the underground completely messed up." Lin Xisuo threw out the bait at the right time. I believe this old man hated the referee team to the core and might get some benefits.

"Boy, you really touched the itch of my old man. To be honest, I don't hate the Holy Sect referees because I can't let go. What I really hate is the Pope, the Morgans who secretly manipulate everything. They raise us like hunting dogs. It's good to be able to make St. Martin's Cathedral suffer. Follow my instructions below, I want to make the old man in the Pope suffer, hahaha." The old man laughed hysterically, and the laughter sounded creepy.

The Throne of Qingxu paused slightly, then turned around and rushed into the depths of the underground space. Lin Xisuo did not completely believe in the old man, and his eyes remained observing at all times.

Suddenly, a few powerful auras appeared in front of him, and the little old man smiled proudly: "Don't worry, now I am imprisoned by you. If you can't escape, I will die miserably. There are several war beasts in front of me. They cannot be transformed into holy beasts after being washed by the holy light for a hundred years. Tsk tsk, I don't know how you came in. If St. Martin's Cathedral is so easy to break through, who doesn't want to bite hard?"

Lin Xisuo didn't explain much, and the old man must not know the current changes in the situation between the stars.

The Holy Sect's referees also have parishes outside the boundary of the Galaxy. Even if they give up a large amount of territory, the Second Galaxy Red Storm needs support. In addition to the series of events created by the Qiyun Club on the edge of the Galaxy, the Pope must not have guessed that someone would be so bold to attack his lair, so he took important church figures on the tour. Overall, the strength of St. Martin's Cathedral is still very strong, but this strength has entered the range that Lin Xiso can reach.

Of course, once you find out that the church has more powerful means, Lin Xisuo will make a quick decision to retreat. After all, Meier cannot find out the specific strength of St. Martin's Cathedral when making plans, so she can only overestimate it as much as possible.

In addition, the Blood Reward is lurking in the civil square near the church. Even if the Interstellar Convention is violated, it will be successful in leaving the place at the critical moment. Moreover, Mei'er is ready to respond at any time. After half a year of development of the Tianzhu fleet, she can be said to be extraordinary.

"Ah, I almost forgot that there seems to be a pretty decent guy who is responsible for warding the war beasts. As long as these powerful war beasts are released, it will definitely cause chaos underground for a while. With this opportunity, we can destroy the container for storing the holy light. If you are willing to give that container to me, I will reveal the location of the treasure room of the church to you." The old man was indeed cunning and started bargaining. Lin Xisuo had his own ideas and did not answer the other party.

The Throne of Qingxu successfully approached the huge cell, which shone with a large amount of holy light, which was a hundred times more complicated than the cage that imprisoned the young old man.

But then again, the old man kept pretending to be dead underground. When he noticed that the power of St. Martin's Cathedral had been loosened, he woke up and looked for an opportunity to escape from prison. It really didn't take too much holy light to detain a "dead person".

Just as Lin Xisuo waved a thick laser and tried to break through the cell door, a burning blue-black flame flew behind him.

The visitor could not lock in the throne of Qingxu, but there was also a way to force Lin Xisuo to stop. More than a hundred blue-black lightning burst out in a chain, and the smell of burning came from the air.

"Is this what you mean by the lieutenant? Although it is at the peak level, its combat effectiveness is no less than that of the peak master." Lin Xisuo did not mean to blame the old man. Will he not allow the other party to resist when he came to destroy the situation?

At this moment, Crantina was able to hold on to the dazzling light team, but Athena was almost dead. The white-bearded old man had an unfathomable cultivation. If it weren't for the continuous superposition of the power of the Golden Crystal Sword, neither Athena would be the opponent.
Chapter completed!