The Corpse of the Mountain Peak grabbed a corpse and threw it violently upwards. The corpse streaked across the night sky like a meteor.
Finally, it fell in front of the Holy Lady's Hall, with a "collision" sound, directly smashing a large gap in the tall and boundless copper door.
As soon as the Nine Nether Queen, the Skeleton Bone Dragon, and the Corpse of the Mountain Peak appeared, the defense line that could barely resist them collapsed instantly.
In addition to the eight great dead kings, there are also several smaller dead kings and hundreds of undead leaders!
Countless Judgment Mages died at the hands of the undead, and there were even some super mages.
Flesh and blood splattered, and the blood rolled into a blood river.
The once sacred Parthenon turned into a purgatory on earth overnight!
Attacking the Parthenon, in the eyes of the world, is similar to the beasts of the Black Church.
But Li Xingze didn't bother to explain to the world that he thought it was right and didn't care about the consequences!
"Your palace master, where is he now?" Grand Judge Duranke said in great panic.
First, there was the huge meteorite that destroyed most of the Parthenon, and then there was the army of millions of undead. What kind of existence did they provoke!
Although Duran Ke has a high level of cultivation, he has been obsessed with power over the years, and his true strength is far inferior to that of Hai Long.
Jinyao Knight Yake shook his head and said, "The palace master went to the central area where the meteorite landed, and there is no news yet."
He was extremely lucky now. If he hadn't been assigned to guard the gate of the Holy Maiden Hall, he might have been called to deal with the meteorite.
It's ridiculous to say that such a big meteorite fell, how could super mages like them be able to shake it?
In his mind, Palace Master Hailong may have encountered misfortune.
"This Hailong is so confused. How can he stop such a big meteorite!"
Durank frowned, his tone filled with a hint of incomprehension and ridicule.
"Grand Judge, the master of the palace is doing this for the sake of the Parthenon. It is not your turn to dictate."
Sage Sirisa on the side saw this and said with some displeasure.
If the master of Hailong Palace died in his duty, he would also be a hero of the Parthenon.
"Hmph."
In response, the Grand Judge just sneered, looked at the palace mother and said:
"At this critical moment of life and death, why doesn't your former palace master take action?"
The palace mother just looked at him indifferently and said calmly, "This is not something you should consider."
In order to ensure that Salang would not be kidnapped, the Parthenon specially summoned hundreds of Judgment Mages, each of whom was a high-level mage.
But even so, they could only surround the Palace Mother and the Sages, barely resisting the sea of corpses.
But this is not a long-term solution. Once the Eight Dead Lords rush to this peak, this defensive circle will be completely worth mentioning.
"Ho ho ho!!!!"
The Abyss Dragon in the sky roared angrily, and its black body passed over their heads and rushed straight towards the Saintess' Temple.
"No, someone is planning to kidnap Salang!" Duranke shouted.
If Salang is kidnapped, then what majesty does their Holy Inquisition Tribunal have?
"A great judge only knows how to talk. If you have the ability, you should stop it!"
Jin Yao Knight Yak was completely unbearable. He was already very irritable dealing with this group of undead, but he also had to listen to the great judge barking in his ears.
The Grand Judge did not use any magic from beginning to end. They were all using their lives to deal with these undead.
A dignified great judge was actually hiding among the crowd like the palace mother and the sage.
"You! Do you know that insulting the Grand Judge is a serious crime!"
Duranke was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. It is your honor to protect him, but you are not willing to do so. Such a huge black dragon was guarding the door. Even if he had 10,000 courages, he wouldn't dare to go there!
After entering the Holy Lady's Hall, Li Xingze immediately summoned the Golden Flame Dragon and Lion, and the dim palace instantly became much brighter.
With the bright light, Li Xingze immediately saw the weak woman locked under a pillar.
Xinxia, that delicate posture made Li Xingze feel distressed.
Li Xingze's figure flickered, like a gust of wind coming to Xinxia's side.
"Heart Summer."
Li Xingze squatted in front of Xinxia, and gently raised his face with both hands that did not want to look at him.
Xinxia slowly opened her eyes and looked at the extremely familiar man in front of her. She could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.
"Brother Xingze, why don't you ask me?" Xinxia finally spoke.
Li Xingze directly took her into his arms and said, "Xinxia is Xinxia and is not a substitute for anyone. As for the blood stone that confirms the cardinal's identity, I will explain it to you later."
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"Hmm~"
Xinxia was like a helpless kitten, curled up in Li Xingze's arms. This was the safest harbor.
"Brother Xingze, what happened outside?"
After wiping away the tears from her eyes, Xinxia raised her head and looked at him and asked.
The violent shock not long ago, coupled with the magic explosion and the metallic sound of swords chopping from outside, clearly meant something serious had happened.
"If I want to take you away from here, of course I have to use some security measures."
Li Xingze smiled slightly. After this battle, the Parthenon will be completely reshuffled!
As for the public opinion issue afterwards, Li Xingze is not worried.
Xinxia has the Parthenon soul in her body, so she is the perfect candidate for the goddess and the true orthodoxy!
Even if the Holy City is dissatisfied with this, it cannot use public opinion to attack him!
As long as Michael dared to leave the Holy City, Li Xingze would dare to deal with this birdman.
Xinxia was a little confused, but she still chose to believe in him. Ever since she was a child, there was nothing he couldn't do!
Gently picking up Xinxia, Li Xingze walked out the door step by step, with the Golden Flame Dragon and Lion following closely like a bodyguard.
Compared to the peaceful Saintess' Temple, the outside is a completely different world, with corpses and bloodstains everywhere staining this sacred place.
What came into view was a battlefield between the undead and the Judgment Mage. Xinxia covered her mouth and her beautiful eyes widened.
"Li Xingze! You actually disobeyed the Holy Inquisition Tribunal, you will be judged!"
Grand Judge Duranke shouted immediately when he saw the two people appearing.
Because of his stunning performance in Venice, Li Xingze is famous all over the world.
The Holy Inquisition Tribunal has considered putting Li Xingze on the list. After all, his performance has exceeded the category of genius.
I wanted to conduct a thorough investigation, but since I didn't know Li Xingze's whereabouts, I dropped the matter.
"Holy Inquisition Tribunal, I'm so scared. I'm here now. If you have the ability, come and judge me." Li Xingze said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Abyss Dragon, who had been waiting in front of the door, sprayed a piece of black dragon flame directly at Durank.
Several ruling mages standing in front of Durank were instantly burned to ashes by the hot dragon flames.
Duranke, who was hiding in the crowd, also had an arm burned off by the dragon flames.
Not only was this black dragon flame extremely hot, it also burned the soul, making Durank scream. (End of chapter)