"Elder Yat," the voice of the Holy Light Prisoner was hoarse and vicissitudes, making people feel the illusion of wandering in the desert, "Who is this young man you brought?"

"Master Judgmenter," Yat stood up and replied, "He is the master of the unicorn of the Holy Beast of Light, the disciple of the Holy Beast of Hun, and His Highness personally taught him and made great contributions to the cause of light. Today is for the affairs of the Undead Sky in the south of Sachs, and I brought him here."

Wang Xiaofeng thought to himself that he was unlucky. Before he could say anything, the old man Yat sold him out. Yat also reached out and pulled his arm, signaling him to get up and reply quickly. The power of the Holy Light Prisoner in the Holy Light was second only to the Holy Light Arbiter, and was the Pope's most powerful.

What rhythm is this? Wang Xiaofeng decisively wanted to cry without tears, looked at the old man pitifully, then felt as if he was photographed, stood up next to the old man Yat.

"The priest of the Emerald City Church in the Kingdom of Saks, I have seen the Lord of the Holy Light Judgment with the wind!" Wang Xiaofeng tried his best to make his voice loud and cheerful, neither humble nor arrogant. He also considered using the sacred majesty directly, but in front of so many old and immortal existences, he still consciously accepted this thought.

"You are gone with the wind?" The old man sitting on the seat slowly stood up, as weak as an ordinary old man in his seventies, but the aura of holy light overflowing all over his body made Wang Xiaofeng dare not be careless at all.

"I have heard people tell you a story," the powerful old man waved to him. Wang Xiaofeng hesitated a little, but still stood in the aisle and walked down. "In just a few months, you quelled the rebellion of the southern city, saved the lives of hundreds of thousands of believers in the hands of the evil undead, gained the recognition of the light unicorn, and fought against the powerful unicorn bone dragon in Guvalland... Your story is very legendary. Among the younger generations of the Holy See, no one can compare with you."

"No wonder the goddess chose you Apocalypse to fight against the Demon Legion. Child, you are the hope of the continent and the new force that can save the Dawn Continent."

Yes, it's about saving the world...

Wang Xiaofeng walked straight down the last ten steps and stood on the edge of the ten-meter-diameter circle, hesitating whether he should go in.

The center of the entire venue is the circle of ten meters, and there is a seat unique to the Holy Light Judgmenter in the center of the circle. The seats around them are gradually rising, allowing them to look down at the most authoritative seat and also allowing them to look up at the person who judges on the seats.

"Mr. Decisioner, you just said less," Old Man Yat added with a smile. It seemed that the hierarchy here was very strict, but the relationship between superiors and subordinates was quite harmonious, and there was no particular concern between kings, ministers, fathers and sons. "The Arbitration Institute also received news from Commander Paul's Legion and Bishop Randy Kyle that he had killed Othemma, the soul priest who had been wanted in the Holy See, and had just handed over her fingers."

"O?" The old face of the judge, Gu Jing Wubo, who had been for many years, flashed a surprise, and said repeatedly that the young man was terrifying, and a new riot was ignited in the entire venue.

An elder who was closer to Wang Xiaofeng suddenly shouted: "This is impossible. We know how powerful Othemma's power is. He is a priest who can communicate with hell and has obtained an eternal curse at the demon king!"

Many people around him suddenly responded, and Wang Xiaofeng remembered that the old man Yat once said that if he could not make up for himself, the black hat on his head would not be able to be kept, which made him a little nervous and he had to turn the story over.

When the priest becomes addicted, he still wonders when he can be promoted to high priest to post tasks to players, how can he give up easily?

"My power is naturally insufficient and the soul priest who can defeat the Holy Maiden of Light, Bishop Randy and Commander Paul join forces, her prison war madness state is almost invincible."

"What?" Yat, who was standing above, snorted coldly, and the whole venue became a little quiet. Although this old guy was not like a ruling or arbitrator in the Holy See, his status was higher than that of ordinary people. "You are doubting a respected local bishop and questioning the loyalty of the Blood Crusade to the Holy See."

"Now is not the time to argue. Young man," the Holy Light Prisoner waved to Wang Xiaofeng, "Come in, I want to hear your narrative, let's hear what you are using to get rid of the great enemy of the Holy See?"

"It's just a skill and a little bit of luck," Wang Xiaofeng smiled and took a step forward, not getting too close, and owed to the old man. "Teacher Hu En once taught me many holy light skills, including the holy flame that can burn corpses and bones."

A comrade planned to tell the truth directly that there was no need to lie to these old people, and he could only backfire and seek hardships.

But as soon as he finished speaking, an elder asked softly: "There are only a few people in the Holy See who can master the Holy Flame of Burning Bones, your words..."

Wang Xiaofeng directly put out the notebook in his hand, and the elder's words trembled, and he stopped talking after all.

The notebook in Wang Xiaofeng's hand has a great origin. When the Ninth Saint was melting into the holy light, it was left by the Saint in his sculpture. He once said that the one who could get this magic study note was his true successor. Everyone in the entire Holy Light City had almost tried it, but they could not touch the notebook that had been placed for decades.

Finally one day, Hu'en's magical learning notes disappeared, and the legend of a young priest began to spread on the Dawn Continent.

This is why Amy reacted so much when she first met the notebook in his hand. Amy was led by Hu En, and had a strong family affection with the old charlatan, but it was reasonable to be so disobedient.

"The Bone Burning Holy Flame could have burned all things in the world. When the undead was raging the continent, the saints at that time burned countless undeads with the Bone Burning Holy Flame." Another elder said, "But this skill is too powerful, and even alarmed the goddess to wake up in a deep sleep. Modify the rules of this skill, and only burn the dead's corpses."

"This is where the little bit of luck lies," Wang Xiaofeng politely bowed to the old man who questioned the gentle voice, showing a polite side. "It's a long story at this time, let me briefly describe it."

"First of all, the soul priest in the undead sky tried to establish a teleportation channel for the hell plane." Wang Xiaofeng paused and found that there was no riot or shock around the elders around him, and probably had some in his heart.

"And it's certain that a demon has already descended on the continent," he paused again, but there was still no reaction around him. Wang Xiaofeng had to throw out a killer move, "The demon who descended on the Dawn Continent is not a small character like Smoti. He is just a guise to attract attention. What is really coming is the deputy commander of the Demon Legion, a powerful demon named Doug."

There were finally a few riots in the venue. The elders were thinking about what the deputy commander of the Demon Legion meant. More people were still looking at Wang Xiaofeng, wanting to see how this priest who was not shockingly verbally proof.

But Wang Xiaofeng said directly: "At that time, I contacted the Saint, Bishop, Commander of the Sect and two powerful warriors to try to destroy the plan of the Soul Sacrifice. The Saint, Commander of the Sect, and I broke into Guvalland, but found that they were not the opponent of the Soul Sacrifice at all. I could only choose to destroy the teleportation altar he was about to build, and then temporarily retreated."

"The retreat process is very thrilling, and the saint was seriously injured because of the great prophecy. Fortunately, the goddess blessed me, and our party successfully retreated with the support of the fifth prince of the Sak Kingdom." Wang Xiaofeng said the words of three-point false and seven-point true without changing his face. He was saying it was not bad, thanks to the fact that His Highness the Prince was responding outside.

But the prince's fate was a little... miserable.
Chapter completed!