Chapter 2501: curse

"Boy, dare to be an enemy of Versailles, you will only have a dead end."
The pope's voice was gloomy, and he waved his staff.
"boom!"
The luminous five-pointed star that trapped Lu Yi immediately gathered and tied Lu Yi in an instant. With a "shoo", the five-pointed star burned a red flame.
"Dare to kill my son and my followers, I want you to taste the pain of burning your body." The Pope has unlimited murderous intent.
"If you want to burn me to death with these flames, you can only say that you underestimated me." Lu Yi smiled slightly, the flame on his body was instantly extinguished, and the five-pointed star shattered with it.
"You--" The pope's pupils shrank.
"This method is simply a play." Lu Yi shrugged. The flame on the five-pointed star just now was not as strong as Xiaoguang's original flame.
"Old guy, let me see your other methods!" Lu Yi smiled.
"Huh!" The pope snorted coldly, and stood the staff in front of him, and then sealed his hands on his chest. Suddenly, a six-pointed star appeared.
"go with!"
call out!
Following the pope's gesture, the six-pointed star slammed into Lu Yi quickly.
"town!"
Lu Yi pointed out that the six-pointed star shattered.
"At any rate, your strength is comparable to a saint, so don't use these low-level methods to test me, show your true skills!"
The Pope's face was very ugly. He was really testing Lu Yi just now, but he didn't expect that Lu Yi would see it so soon.
"Since you can't wait to die, don't blame me." The aura on the pope's body suddenly became unusually large, and the whole body exuded a vast white light, like a luminous planet, flying into the air, looking down on Lu Yi.
"boom!"
The pope pressed it down with a palm, and at the same time, he shouted: "Bright handprint!"
"call out!"
Lu Yi's fingertips were aroused by sword qi, and violently collided with the pope's palm. He heard a "click", the pope's handprints shattered, the tiger's mouth was scratched by the sword qi, and blood came out.
But it did not cause serious damage.
"Unexpectedly, you are so young and so cultivated. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant and come to Versailles alone."
The Pope's face was solemn, and the methods he used were easily deciphered by Lu Yi, which made his heart sink and had a bad feeling.
"You said that you are the supreme ruler in the West. Why do you send people to the East China Sea? Is it because China has no one? Or do you have the ambition to conquer the world?" Lu Yi smiled: "No matter what your mind is, nothing The important thing is that I am here today."
"What on earth do you want to do?" the pope asked.
"Everyone has to pay for their stupid behavior. Your son and the high priest have paid the price. Now, it's your turn!"
"You want to kill me?" With a grinning smile appeared on the old Pope's face, he said coldly: "Young man, I admire your courage and admit that you are very strong, but you are not qualified enough to kill me. !"
"It's not up to you whether you are qualified or not." After Lu Yi finished speaking, the aura on his body also changed. It was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, sharp and powerful.
Stretching out his palm, a sword air swirled in his palm.
Although the sword energy was only an inch long, it made the Pope feel a deadly threat.
"kill!"
The pope yelled and pushed out with his hands. In an instant, dozens of fireballs appeared out of thin air, rushing towards Lu Yi in a dense crowd.
"It's meaningless to use this method, forget it, don't waste time!"
brush!
Lu Yi's figure suddenly disappeared from the same place.
"What about people?"
Suddenly losing his goal, the pope was shocked and extremely disturbed. He was about to retreat and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. Then, his body flew out.
"Hey!"
The pope slammed to the floor of the main hall, and Lu Yi sat on the golden chair that only the pope was allowed to sit on.
"Your exclusive seat isn't so good, it's not as comfortable as my sofa." Lu Yi got up, only hearing a "click", the golden chair was torn apart.
"you--"
The pope vomited blood with anger.
Lu Yi raised his head, fixed his eyes on a golden statue standing in the main hall, and said: "Why do I think he is ugly."
The pope realized something and roared: "Dare you—"
"boom!"
Lu Yi smashed the golden statue with a punch.
"You...you..." The Pope's finger Lu Yi trembled.
The remaining four elders saw Lu Yi destroy the statue, and became angry and cursed at Lu Yi.
"This is a deity that we worshipped at Versailles for thousands of years. If you dare to destroy it, you will definitely be punished by God!"
"Profane statues will fall into reincarnation!"
"God won't forgive you!"
Lu Yi cursed: "God to your mother, Lao Tzu is from China. If you don't believe your Western style, believe it or not, Lao Tzu has demolished this temple together."
"Do you dare!" The pope stared at Lu Yi with crazy murderous intent in his eyes, and said: "You kill my followers and destroy the idols. You deserve to die. I will kill you as a messenger of God!"
With the pope's hand, the staff flew into his hand automatically. Then, the pope closed his eyes and said the ancient spell in his mouth. Slowly, the temperature in the hall still became cold and the wind was biting.
Lu Yi watched quietly.
Soon, the white robe on the pope became as black as ink, emitting a gloomy atmosphere, which made people very uncomfortable.
"This is... dark magic?"
Lu Yi suddenly thought that Western magic has light magic and dark magic. Light magic is mainly various healing, summoning, enchantment, blessing, mind control, while dark magic is more evil. It not only has the ability to summon, control the body, strengthen, and attack, but also has the ability to curse.
The pope kept chanting spells, and the hall became colder and colder. Gradually, the pope's hands began to draw in the air in front of him.
Lu Yi continued to watch curiously.
Today is his first contact with Western magic, and the Pope is not only a light magician, but also a dark magician, and the first person in the West. Lu Yi wanted to take this opportunity to learn more about magic.
quickly.
A black mist appeared in front of the Pope.
These black mists are like dense silk and satin, layer by layer, full of weird smell, spreading towards Lu Yi's direction.
When the black mist approached, Lu Yi clearly felt that his life seemed to be cut off, and there was a feeling of shackles on his neck.
The pope opened his eyes with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and then he chanted the spell faster and faster, and Lu Yi felt his shackles heavier and heavier.
In less than five minutes, Lu Yi's body was completely shrouded in black mist.
The pope finally stopped chanting and sneered: "Boy, you have been cursed by me. From then on, you will be suppressed forever and will not enter the cycle of reincarnation."
"Congratulations to the Pope, finally killed that kid!"
"The revenge of the high priest and the followers is finally avenged!"
The four elders complimented.
But at this moment, a lazy voice suddenly sounded: "Is this the curse in dark magic? But so!"