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The protective cover on the bishop's body couldn't prevent the phantom at all, and Bi An's fist penetrated directly.

The moment the fist entered the protective cover, Fang Zhou directly canceled the ability of the other side, and the fist of the other side changed from imaginary to real.

"boom!"

The bald head who was still crying and howling while hiding in the protective cover was punched in the head by Bi An, and his body also disappeared into smoke.

It was finally clean, but Fang Zhou did not take it lightly, but continued to observe, and found that the last bishop holding a book also opened the book in his hand.

At the same time, the bishop whose head was blown off by the other side also appeared after his resurrection.

Sure enough! !

Fang Zhou was excited, and generally understood the abilities of the five bishops holding books.

The first ability is to sing, and the second ability is to create protective shields.

The third ability is resurrection, and the fourth ability provides flying ability to all bald heads.

The ability of the last one is to create this environment that can never escape.

That being the case, it is easy to solve it.

Fang Zhou left the other side to block the group of bald heads for a while, then rushed to a higher place with his hands raised high.

All 64 Xuanyuan swords flew back upside down, gathered in Fang Zhou's hands, and became one again.

Fang Zhou poured a large amount of innate qi into Xuanyuan Sword, and the dusty Xuanyuan Sword instantly returned to its original appearance, turning its entire body into dazzling local tyrant gold.

Each golden light is a Lingran sword energy, and the endless golden sword energy gathers together to form a huge sword light that penetrates into the sky, like a giant pillar reaching the sky, and the golden light illuminates the entire dark space.

"Night mouse, get out and hide!"

Ark shouted down.

The night mouse hiding at the base of the giant pillar was also attracted by the sudden golden light.

He probed and glanced out, and found that the entire dark space seemed to be wandering in a golden ocean, full of light.

He saw the ark in the sky, and his whole body was bathed in golden light, like a god.

Ye Shu's eyes were almost blinded by the golden light, and he quickly retracted, wrapping himself tightly in the clothes of the dead.

The bald bishops also had a premonition of danger, and hurriedly left the other side, five heavy armored swords rushed towards the ark, followed by the black arrow rain and green phosphorous fire below.

Fang Zhou looked indifferent, and swung the Xuanyuan sword downward.

"Sword Slashing Style!!"

The golden sword light turned into a golden torrent at an extremely terrifying speed, falling like a waterfall.

The five heavy-armored and great-sword bishops were the first to bear the brunt and were swallowed by the golden torrent without even stirring up any waves.

Immediately afterwards, the fifteen bishops below were also completely submerged by the golden torrent and turned into ashes.

The golden torrent fell straight to the ground, making a loud bang, and everything it touched was cut into powder by countless extremely fierce sword energy.

Rumble!

The sword light bombarded the ground, causing the whole building to tremble, and a lot of gravel and dust fell from the top.

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When the golden torrent disappeared, countless golden spots of light floated in the entire dim space, like a sea of ​​stars in the dark night.

The twenty bald bishops had completely disappeared and never came back to life. The cold breath and faint whispers also disappeared.

Fang Zhou found that the ceiling of the building was above his head. After the bald bishops were killed, he had already escaped from that inextricable space.

Flying down from the sky, Fang Zhou found a huge deep pit blasted out by himself on the ground. It was pitch black inside, and the bottom could not be seen at all.

Yeshu also climbed out from the base of the giant pillar, looking at the deep hole on the ground, he fell silent.

Fang Zhou came over and waved his hand in front of Yeshu: "Wake up, are you scared?"

Yeshu came back to his senses, with a stiff smile on his face: "Almost, your move really made me jump."

Ye Shu didn't think that the strength that Ark showed was so powerful, because there were many monsters stronger than him in Losric City.

But after seeing Fang Zhou's "Sword Slashing Style", Night Mouse has learned a lot.

With such a powerful trump card, even if Ark can't dominate the city of Losric, he can walk sideways.

The only question is whether he can hold on to the rest of his true energy.

Don't be too proud, Fang Zhou's expression is full of calmness: "It's just basic operations, don't make a fuss."

Night Rat: ...

Then your basic operation is too good.

Fang Zhou asked again, "What were you afraid of just now?"

Ye Shu shook his head in distress: "I don't know what I'm afraid of. After seeing this group of Youxi bishops, I felt an uncontrollable fear and couldn't calm down at all."

Fang Zhou reached out and patted Ye Shu on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

If it was true, then the child must have been beaten up by this group of bald heads before he lost his memory, leaving an indelible and deep memory, maybe it was because of this that he was beaten until he lost his memory.

The only question is how he escaped from these bald men.

Sensing Fang Zhou's concern, Ye Shu forced a smile.

The two walked around the giant pillar, and finally saw the altar that Yeshu had mentioned.

The altar is not very big, there are two circular steps on the left and right, connected to a square stone platform in the middle.

On the stone platform were many white candles that had solidified before they were completely burned, and behind it was a statue of a woman in a robe, holding a black broken sword forward with both hands.

This black broken sword is the goal of Ark's coming to this world. The sky gave Ark a full month, but he did not expect to find it on the second day.

When Fang Zhou saw the broken sword, his joyful expression froze immediately.

There is nothing wrong with the black one, and there is nothing wrong with the broken one, but why is Nima the first half?

That's right, the half black broken sword held by the statue is the bare front half including the tip, not the back half.

Fang Zhou felt as if he had eaten a fly in an instant, disgusted from the inside out: "This is not what I want."