Under the sky, the god-like 'young man' was silent.
He stared at Lu Li as if he were gazing at others or all sentient beings.
It was an 'equality' look.
The same indifference, the same ruthlessness.
Looking at this look, Lu Li understood that he really regarded himself as a 'god'.
"I heard that there are two popes in the divine religion. I wonder which one you are?"
Lu Li saw that he didn't seem to have any intention to speak or take action, so he smiled and said: "Since you don't mean to kill me, you just want to talk? Why don't you tell me, what do you want?"
After listening to Lu Li's words, the 'young man' in the sky raised his hand and said calmly: "You have touched the bottom line of the gods, Lu Li."
His voice was vague and uncertain, and it was difficult to identify its gender. It was like the voices of countless individuals superimposed, resounding from all directions.
Moreover, Lu Li noticed that while he was speaking, the Youfu within his sea of consciousness suddenly began to vibrate, as if it was about to break free and jump out of the sea of consciousness.
Lu Li frowned to suppress the unusual movements in You Mansion, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that even the Pope has heard of my reputation. I'm really honored."
Lu Li stroked his chest and bowed in a strange manner, and continued: "Then let me boldly ask, where is the bottom line of the gods?"
The 'young man' said: "You don't have to speculate on God's thoughts."
"Return the Gate of Heaven and Humanity and 'Tian Que', and you will live forever."
He stated his request simply and directly, without any intention of negotiation or threat.
The tone was natural, as if it was natural.
'Fanatic'
This title from his previous life flashed through Lu Li's mind, and then a sneer appeared on his lips, just pretending to be a ghost.
Lu Li didn't know whether there were gods in the many Three Thousand Worlds, but even if there were gods, it was absolutely impossible for them to come from a low-level world like the Water God Clan.
Even the strong men of the Life Palace did not dare to call themselves 'gods'. The Water God clan only took the word "god" and dared to call themselves gods. After Lu Li sneered, he didn't bother to say anything to him. He raised his hand and raised his four swords. The sword flew out of the pit and hovered behind him.
"Really, it turns out you have already made your choice."
Seeing this scene, the 'young man' said with a hint of regret in his tone without any emotion, "The gods will definitely forgive your soul."
He slowly activated his strength, and in his raised palm,
"go to hell."
A word that the 'young man' didn't expect at all came from Lu Li's mouth, and with a middle finger, "Follow your god."
Although the 'young man' didn't know what Lu Li's raised finger meant, it was not that he couldn't understand human speech.
The insult in Lu Li's words made him shake his head regretfully, "Those who offend God will surely die."
After the words fell, he held his palm.
A 'divine light' shone through the sky and descended over the city.
An artifact belonging to the gods seemed to appear above the 'young man''s head, and an extremely terrifying pressure spread. Lu Li felt that all the hairs on his body had stood up.
That is the master's instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
Such a terrible 'danger' almost caused his instinct to collapse. Lu Li knew that this was the biggest crisis he had ever encountered in his life, because... he would really die this time.
Without any hesitation, the four long swords behind him each flew up, and he immediately used the 'One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords', which was the most powerful sword technique he had mastered so far.
Four hundred and eight thousand swords cut through the sky and intertwined, and the entire sky was covered by dense sword shadows. The overwhelming swords formed a solid wall, layer upon layer, and the swords roared like a sea.
"I don't know if I can withstand it."
Lu Li felt that the Youfu in the sea of consciousness was still shaking, but he opened up his endless energy to help him maintain the four-fold One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords, and played an invincible sword song that would never appear in this world.
However, Lu Li still didn't have much confidence.
Because the death threat from that 'young man' did not diminish at all, but became bone-chilling as the white light from the zenith became more and more condensed.
"It seems to be Pope Shenguang." Lu Li remembered the names and characteristics of the two Popes Shenguang and Shenhua through 'certain' channels, and the indifference and 'phenomenon' shown by this young man Zending. , are no different from the Shenguang Pope. But after confirming this matter, Lu Li couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Is this good luck or bad luck?"
I sensed some potential conspiracy of the Divine Religion and determined that the Divine Religion would definitely send Big Fish. However, I never expected that the person coming would be the Holy Light Pope, one of the two top powerful men of the Divine Religion.
Moreover, it is the most difficult to 'negotiate'.
Facing this pope who was obviously a fanatical believer, Lu Li knew that he had little room for improvement, so he could only go head-on and try to delay his 'death' as long as possible from this divine light pope who possessed the power of heaven and man.
call!
Some strange thoughts just circulated in his mind, and Lu Li showed a ferocious smile, "Come on, bitch, let me see what kind of power your god has given you."
Above the ceiling, Pope Shenguang's eyes were indifferent, his clenched palms slowly fell, and an indescribable beam of light descended from the sky!
Hey! Hey!
The sound of blazing fire cooking oil came from the depths of the space, and immediately, the dark cracks swallowed up everything, including the dense wall of swords in front of Lu Li.
This is a true celestial-level power. A single charged blow can shatter space and transcend the nature of this world. Although the Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords come from the inheritance of a top celestial being like Jian Zun, its caster is Lu Li, the difference in life levels made it impossible to stop the white light from coming.
Everything happened in an instant, and the disintegration of hundreds of thousands of swords was only an extremely short process.
The next moment, Lu Li felt the blazing energy filling his limbs, and his meridians and Dantian were undergoing unimaginable tests at the same time.
It was like... the energy contained in that white light had invaded his body and was going to burn him alive into ashes.
"Am I testing the brink of death?"
The moment he was closest to 'death', a joking thought suddenly appeared in Lu Li's mind, and he was swallowed up by pain in an instant.
White light enveloped his body.
Quickly disintegrating all the defenses in his body.
The golden energy, the flawless sword energy, including the formless 'soul' that only exists in the deepest part of the sea of consciousness, are all being burned by the terrifying temperature of the white light.
“God’s grace brings new life.”
“The wrath of God can also consume all things.”
Pope Shenguang was still watching all this indifferently, but his abyss-like eyes couldn't help but reveal a sense of pity.
Killing Lu Li here would mean that the secret of the Gate of Heaven and Man would also come to an end.
However, that trace of regret only existed for a short moment before it was once again covered by the 'darkness' without any emotional fluctuations.
Pity.
Pope Shenguang muttered silently, no longer paying attention to Lu Li who was completely swallowed up, but his eyes fell on a certain corner of the city, as if he was looking at someone through multiple spaces.
A pressure spread quickly, but then quickly dissipated.
Immediately, there was feedback, which meant that he did not want to be dragged into the water.
Pope Shenguang pondered, and then said calmly: "The Divine Religion will always open its door to you."
However, that person did not respond to his words.
The Holy Light Pope didn't care. He held it empty-handedly, and the light that could burn out all things in the world dissipated, turned into a thin beam, and returned to his fingertips.
Above the giant pit, only space fragments and black cracks full of destruction remain.
He didn't even cast another glance at the giant pit.
Because Lu Li is destined to be a dead man.
Just when the Shenguang Pope was about to turn around and recover the 'Tian Que' belonging to the Divine Religion, Lu Li's voice sounded once again from the depths of the space that was slowly repairing itself.
"You want to leave without saying hello. Are the messengers who serve God as rude as you?"
Pope Shenguang stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.
Behind the space cracks, there is a strange metal egg.
Behind the metal egg was the extremely embarrassed figure of Lu Li.
Snapped!
Lu Li patted the metal egg, and the broken blood was printed on the eggshell, which was evaporated in an instant.
That was the sequelae brought about by the divine light, and his blood had completely boiled.