My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Groups of entangled holy light emerged in the valley, and Ye Chen could feel the heat of this holy light at a distance of thousands of meters.

"This is the true strength of Pope Peter?"

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, a solemn color flashed in his eyes.

The book of light is in Adele's hands and that of Pope Peter is so different.

This destruction, there really is a sense of world destruction.

Facing this trick, Ye Chen didn't have the confidence to be able to follow.

The gentle holy light soared into the sky, like a drizzle, shining toward the undead in front of you.

Facing the holy light of the shining sun, this group of undead roared, it was as if ice and snow met the sunlight, and they were instantly purified.

"When did this old fellow Peter become so strong?"

The undead monarch Felix's face changed, his eyes filled with distressed expressions.

The undead in the Dark Portal were all hard-trained by Felix. These undead bodies are similar to soul bodies. They are not afraid of physical attacks. They are also very resistant to soul attacks. They are Felix's killer.

An innate level undead needs tremendous resources to be cultivated, and Felix's gains for so many years are all spent on these undead.

With the destruction of Pope Peter's move, nearly half of the undead were directly purified by the Holy Light.

His decades of hard work vanished in an instant, how could he not let his heartache.

"You guys, don't do it all together. If Pope Peter really destroys the Dark Sacred Tree, the foundation of my Dark Council will no longer exist."

Mrs. Violet gave a low voice, a scarlet light flashed in her eyes, and she took out a black rag doll from her body.

The rag doll is completely dark, with black air surging on her body, looking extremely gloomy.

"This is the sacred weapon of the blood clan? It's actually in the hands of Mrs. Violet."

Ye Chen recognized the bracelet in Mrs. Violet's hand at a glance, and a sharp color flashed in his eyes.

The magic puppet is rumored to be a sacred tool made by Cain, the ancestor of the blood clan. It is naturally cursing and is the most suitable sacred tool for the conjurer.

After Cain disappeared, the magic puppet was scrambled by many dark powerhouses, and it was long gone.

Unexpectedly, it was in Madame Violet's hands.

Mrs. Violet bit her tongue and sprayed a bit of blood on the doll.

As the blood melted into the body of the demon puppet, a cloud of blood came out. The demon idol came back to life. His eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Peter, and then turned into the appearance of Pope Peter.

"Weak, toxic, withered, deprived of the five senses!"

Spells were chanted among the violet husband, and black runes merged into the magic puppet.

In an instant, a dark breath appeared on Pope Peter's body.

Then Pope Peter's breath was visibly exhausted, and his black hair became extremely pale, and a faint color flashed in his eyes.

With many curses coming, the power of light in Peter's body stopped for a while, and the art of destruction was interrupted.

"cut!"

Emperor Caesar stubbornly resisted Michael's blow, and disappeared in place after a short stature. Then he appeared behind Pope Peter and slashed over.

The surging dark power surged, and the phantom light of the dark king behind Caesar flashed, and it also cut towards Caesar the Great.

The Dark Duke also repelled Raphael at this time, and then a black light flashed and appeared beside Pope Peter. The light flashed in his hand, and a blood-colored broken blade appeared in his hand and pierced towards Pope Peter.

Under this dagger, the barrier of Pope Peter was as crisp as paper, and it easily pierced the barrier of holy light around Pope Peter, piercing his heart.

In an instant, the situation on the battlefield had a shocking reversal, and four strong men in the dark world simultaneously besieged Pope Peter.

Moreover, these four people have lived together for a long time, and they know each other's abilities well, and they have a tacit understanding of cooperation, and they will kill each other.

"kill!"

Pope Peter screamed, and the powerful holy light spread from the Book of Light, forcibly smashing Madame Violet's curse.

Then a phantom of a twelve-winged blazing angel flew out from the Book of Light, and hit the phantom of the Dark King.

With a bang, the power of light and darkness collided with each other, and the horrible vigor burst out, the phantom of the twelve-winged blazing angel and the phantom of the dark king burst into pieces one after another.

Peter's face paled, and his breath faded slightly.

"Peter, taste the taste of this angel thorn."

At this moment, the black light flashed on the Duke of Darkness's short sword and directly pierced it.

Pope Peter took a deep breath and shouted loudly. The golden light flashed on the Pope's scepter and collided with the angel thorn of the Dark Duke.

With a bang, the void became a little distorted, and the figures of Pope Peter and the Dark Duke involuntarily flew out.

Even if Pope Peter is powerful, it is still a bit difficult to face four dark powerhouses of similar strength at the same time.

With the fierce battle between Pope Peter and Caesar and others, the two diametrically opposed forces of light and darkness collided with each other, and the aura of terror agitated in the valley of darkness, causing spiritual riots in a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Hades, hurry up, there is going to be an energy riot here."

Avril Lavigne appeared beside Ye Chen at this time and said in a deep voice.

When the dark sacred fruit, around the dark sacred tree, a lot of spiritual energy would have gathered.

At present, there are ten strong gods holding holy instruments in fierce battles here, coupled with the opposition of each other's strength, finally triggered the surrounding spiritual riots.

Ye Chen felt the terrifying spiritual power vortex around the dark sacred tree, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

The aura here has been completely disordered, I am afraid that it will explode completely before long.

Ye Chen estimated that if such a majestic aura erupts, not only the Dark Sacred Tree will be destroyed, but even Augustus not far away will be razed to the ground.

It turned out that the plan of the Holy See was so deep, no wonder that he started on the day when the dark sacred fruit was mature, and it turned out that he wanted to provoke a spiritual riot in this place, so as to directly razed the valley of darkness to the ground.

As the stronghold of the Dark Council, Augustus not only gathered a lot of powerhouses in the dark world, but also millions of ordinary people.

If the spirit riots, the entire Augustus will be razed to the ground, which is equivalent to directly beheading millions of people.

Although the Holy See prides itself on benevolent and bright, this means of acting is not at all merciful.

"Peter, you bastard, are you trying to razor the entire Augustus to the ground? Such harsh methods are indeed in line with the style of your Holy See."

Caesar and the others changed their faces and looked at Peter with a gloomy expression.

"It is their glory to be able to sacrifice for the Lord."

Pope Peter's face was slightly pale, and he said calmly.

"In that case, let you, the Pope, stay to be buried with Augustus."

Caesar and the others said with a stern expression, with the surging of the dark power in the body, the surrounding spiritual energy instantly became more violent, and the cracks in the space appeared not far away.

A dignified color flashed in Pope Peter's eyes. Before he could speak, a flat voice suddenly resounded in the audience.

"That's it."

As a golden lightning flashed around, the figure of Zeus suddenly appeared next to the dark sacred tree, and said indifferently.