Chapter 1043: Public revenge

It's just that Mo Gong still needs to imitate the power of the Catastrophe Prison Supervisor, making his resistance a little weaker, so that Cicada Ancestor has the illusion that he can win.
But as Mo Gong became more proficient in imitating, the defense became stronger, and the shock after defense alone caused bleeding from the body of the cicada ancestor.
Although the cicada ancestor became more and more brave in battle, it was of no avail. His huge claws were covered with sawtooths made of holy power. These sawtooths rotated like chainsaws, allowing them to perform in close combat. Strength.
But these claws never touched Mo Gong's body, and when they were about to hit Mo Gong, they would be bounced off with a huge force, and the vented force spread around the surroundings, causing the earth to sink continuously.
Mo Gong was a little tired after being a sandbag for a while.
In exchange for another catastrophe, facing opponents such as Cicada's ancestor, although it is not impossible to fight, but it will feel somewhat tricky.
But these absolutely did not exist in front of Mo Gong. Mo Gong finally took out his hand from his sleeve, his wrist turned slightly, and the power of pitch black as ink condensed in his hand.
The cicada ancestor looks like a madman, and the hatred of being deprived of most of his power is unforgettable by any strong man.
Just before rushing to Mo Gong, Cicada Ancestor turned his body, pointed his tail at Mo Gong, and opened his hideous mouth.
This is a new ability developed by the ancestor Cicada to deal with the power of the asylum. As long as this move hits, even if the black-robed man is catastrophic, he cannot ignore this power.
But Mo Gong still had no idea of ​​dodge, just stretched out his hand in the direction of the big mouth.
"Devil Killing... Powerful Spear!"
Black power, like a black energy spear, suddenly ejected from Mo Gong's hand.
The big mouth behind the tail of the cicada ate the power, but before it could be resolved, it was directly penetrated by this power.
The spear slammed into the wall arranged by the old priest. After a stalemate for a few seconds, it smashed into cracks and flew away.
After flying to a certain height, it descended in a parabola and flew straight into the Saint Sophie Cathedral.
After the spear fell on the ground, it turned into a huge black cross 100 meters high, submerging everything in the church.
The entrance of the Glory Church originally here was also completely destroyed.
The old priest, who was watching the battle, took a step forward and wanted to discuss with Mo Gong, but in the end he withdrew his steps and sighed helplessly.
Jin Kara watched the battle in the shelter, pouting and whispering to force Lailai.
"I said but, but you didn't listen, so I can't blame it."
"Mo Gong has always been very upset with Rongguang Church, and likes big scenes when fighting."
"You may be scammed by him."
Wen Wen turned his head and looked at the direction of St. Sophie Cathedral, then turned his head back stupidly. The expression on his face was hard to look at. Now he and the beams of the Glory Church are even bigger.
But this time it really has nothing to do with him...
If someone from the Glory Church came to ask, Wen Wen would never admit his relationship with the asylum...
Looking at the tragic situation of St. Sophie Cathedral, Mo Gong smiled happily, so he hit a dozen more punches.
There was a spear for every punch, and it flew far away, the direction was different, and some turned halfway.
These black energy streams flew out like cruise missiles.
The old priest tried his best to block a few of them, but quickly gave up this move.
These attacks all accurately landed in the holy city, in some of the iconic buildings of the Glory Church, wherever the creator's breath was strong.
Before the attack fell, there would be mysterious power that bounced all the people inside, without injuring anyone's life.
It is hard to say that Mo Gong's actions were not intentional.
Inside a certain cathedral, there was a magnificent breath, and the pope, who was wearing a gorgeous red and gold robe, flew out aggressively, turning a black cross into white gold.
"No matter who you are, from now on, you are the enemy of the Glory Church. We will..."
Brush up!
A few more black spears fell, hitting the Pope one after another, knocking them down hundreds of meters underground.
The crown on the pope's body was cracked and his robe shattered, and the scepter with a strong holy power in his hand also cracked. As for the pope himself, he did not suffer much damage.
But he looked at the equipment on his body, his face suddenly distorted, he felt distressed!
The anger filled his nerves, but he didn't make any steps for a long time, instead, he returned to the holy ground through the passage dingy.
The attack just now made him realize the horror of the people coming. Since he didn't kill anyone, let him go. This can reflect the magnanimity of the Glory Church.
Well, in fact, he was just afraid.
Just like the cicada ancestor was able to exercise absolute crush on Wen Wen and others, although Mo Gong had only recovered to the normal catastrophe level, there was an unsmoothed power gap between him and the normal catastrophe level.
After being beaten a few times, as long as Pope UU read www.uukanshu.com, he would never dare to trouble Mo Gong.
After a dozen moves, Mo Gong loosened his shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced triumphantly at Wen Wen, as if he was asking for credit.
‘Look, after I worked hard, I finally defeated the cicada ancestor. ’
Wen Wen looked at the messy holy city and almost vomited blood. Are you sure you really worked hard to fight the cicada ancestor, instead of taking advantage of the chance of hitting the cicada ancestor to harm people in the holy city?
After Mo Gong’s attack, the ancestor of Cicada fell from the sky feebly, and there was an inevitable confusion in its eyes. Why is this guy so strong? If he is so strong, why was he so strong after absorbing his power last time? Secretly escaped.
However, even if he was beaten into many wounds, the ancestor of the cicada was still alive. After all, he was once a spirit world god, and his body strength was still top-notch.
In addition to Mo Gong's dozen or so attacks, none of the targets were him, so these attacks only passed through his body, but did not cause him to die.
A strong fear appeared in the heart of Cicada's ancestor, recalling his own experience, and couldn’t help but feel sad. Since meeting the archangel, he was first nailed to the cross for two thousand years, and then he was drained of power. He has fallen under the'Divine Realm', and is now riddled with holes.
The power of Xuan Qi Shenao radiated from the cicada ancestor, causing Mo Gong to let out a soft voice.
Black power circulated in his hands, turning into a black long knife.
"Devil Killing Method-God Slaughter Blade!"
But he glanced from a distance again, the corners of his mouth slightly twitched, and the long knife in his hand dissipated, directly throwing out the broken body of the cicada ancestor.
Before Cicada's body fell, it became illusory, floating quietly in the air, as if dead.