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At the reminder of the little angel Beibei, the two saints of Darkness and Light stared at the stone pillar in unison. After two or three seconds, they came back to their senses and their faces were blushed with shame.

"Wang Yan, you are so hateful, you are a hooligan."

"Son of Fire, you a naughty and despicable hooligan guy."

They blushed and scolded each other coquettishly.

"What's the situation?" Wang Yan was confused by the sudden angrily scolding and accusation. You beat him and chase him. Can you not describe me as a gangster? When did I, Lao Wang, have you gangsters?

In amazement, Wang Yan turned his head and looked. Suddenly, he felt as if he was hit by a thunder, and was stunned on the spot. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, right? The shape of the weathered fossil pillar...

It's really special!

Even Wang Yan didn't expect that things would be so coincidental.

But by chance, what does this stone pillar look like? Is it related to me? Wang Yan's heart twitched, and he turned around and said with a smile, "Did the two saints misunderstand? It's not me that I made it grow like this... In fact, there are traces of magical skills everywhere in nature."

"Bah! You are a big-headed ghost." The saint of Light Lulu Cao, blushing with a face and anger, said in anger, "If you don't pick so many stone pillars, just pick one to rely on. Wang Yan, you must be trying to humiliate us and take the opportunity to escape."

"Yes, according to his urinary nature, this must have been intentional. He has had a criminal record." The dark saint Catherine also gritted her teeth and said, "Wang Yan, if you use this kind of thing to defile our hearts, I will convict you first."

Defiling, defiling your head? Wang Yan's mouth twitched repeatedly. Not to mention that he was not intentional at all. Even if it was intentional, just the shape of a stone pillar could defile your heart?

"Oh, what's this? Lao Wang, you're so bad." Beibei, the little angel who was so angry, shouted with a shy face with a bottle in his mouth, looking pure and innocent. "The Lun family is still a minor, it's so shameful."

Wang Yan's heart is about to collapse.

Shame? Shame you, the soul head. If you are so stupid, how could you tell at a glance that stone pillar looks like? How long has this little angel been here? It’s already such an old driver and a fry.

"Aoaoao~" The sheep-headed demon was also angry. It howled and slapped its chest, with fierce and ferocious eyes, as if it wanted to tear Wang Yan, a guy who dared to defile the saint, into pieces. It was so hateful!

"Holy Flame, let's burn all the evil and filth on earth for me." The Saint of Light's face turned red, her teeth bit her lips, and she sang angrily.

She was floating in the air, and a pair of white wings had already spread out high, and the pure aura of light spread out like a covering of the sky and the sun. As the air spread, a phantom of a war angel holding a holy sword suddenly formed.

The scepter in his hand was suspended in the air, and pure "holy flames" swept towards Wang Yan like a dragon going out to sea. Wherever he passed, the sand and gravel were burned almost red, and the air twisted into waves.

...

"Lulu's talent is really good." In Cao Jingluo's broken room, two middle-aged men leaned against the sofa and drank wine. Pope Light exclaimed, "She has only understood the Holy Flame for a few months, right? Her understanding and application of the Holy Flame has improved to such a level. Perhaps this child is not her end."

"Haha, don't you look at whose daughter?" Cao Jingluo said even more arrogantly, "I am a dignified Yan Zun. Is my daughter's talent for flames poor?"

"Shaodes, Lulu's full name is Lulu Evilina Felhos, she has the blood of our Felhos family." Pope Light blushed and protested roughly, "Our family's blood has thousands of years of history."

"Okay, your family's bloodline is OK?" Cao Jinglei drank leisurely and said with a smile, "How many demigods have you produced in your family?"

"Uh..." Pope Light was speechless.

...

While the Saint of Light took action, the Saint of Darkness also scolded and used its ultimate move.

Her long hair flew, and the majestic and pure darkness kept spreading outwards. Behind her, a pair of huge demon eyes suddenly formed.

The pair of demon eyes were like two black vortexes, full of indifference, violence and evil auras, sweeping past, enough to make countless creatures crawl on the ground and tremble.

The dark flames surged out overwhelmed, almost dyeing the entire sky.

Those dark flames are rich in black and green, cold and evil, and they specialize in burning people's souls. As long as a mortal is touched, they will burn their lives in endless pain and die.

Nether Flame!

Holy Flame!

The two flames with completely opposite properties actually joined hands at this moment, covering Wang Yan like a giant net.

"Hiss~"

Wang Yan felt the holy and domineering of Sheng Yan, and at the same time he felt the cold and evil of Ming Yan, and the corners of his mouth were filled with bitter taste. Mom, women really can't provoke them, one is more cruel than the other. How could this be a competition?

It's obviously a life-threatening thing!?

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"Hahaha, the Son of Fire deserves it. Who made him bully the two saints before?" The Youth Conference was also shocked. There was a noise in the venue and there was a lot of discussion everywhere.

"Son of Fire, don't lose to those two pretending women." Other female fans who like Wang Yan called to cheer Wang Yan on.

"Cheer~" There was also the cry of the little ferret in the middle, but its voice seemed so faint and inaudible among Wang Yan's huge female fan base.

...

"Haha, this kid is today." Cao Jinglei filled himself with wine with satisfaction and said in admiration, "Lulu and Catherine did a good job, ravage him well, don't give me face. Haha, but after that, Xiao Feifei, I heard that the Dark Saint Catherine was originally a nun of your Holy See? Tsk tsk, your Holy See is indeed rich and powerful. Such a talented nun is willing to give it to the Dark Council."

"Uh..." Pope Light's expression stagnated, his face turned a little flushed, and he said awkwardly, "Cao Zhengluo, can you stop talking nonsense? Okay, okay, I admit that we were wrong. I only heard about this matter later. At that time, Catherine was an orphan and was adopted by a remote monastery in a war-torn area. When she was thirteen years old, the monastery was captured by a group of bandits. As a result, in order to gain strength, Catherine communicated with the hell demons and then fell into blackness."

Speaking of this, Pope Light was also a little sighed and took a sip of wine.

"Haha, do you know why I don't like your Holy See?" Cao Jinglei looked at the other party with contempt and said, "You Holy See is too old-fashioned, closed, and self-centered. The version I heard is much more detailed than you. At that time, Catherine was still young, and facing the vicious gangsters, she prayed devoutly to the God of Light. Unfortunately, the God of Light did not give her strength. Those gangsters abused and killed the old priest who adopted her in front of her, and were ready to be strong. In despair, she angrily betrayed the God of Light and drew the six-pointed star formation with blood to communicate with the demon god. She used the power from the demon god to kill the gangsters. However, she did not expect that the Paladins who came later arrested Catherine and prepared to judge the poor girl for the crime of depravity."

"You..." Pope Light glared at his eyes, but then he said discouraged, "Okay, okay, I admit that I was wrong. I did not protect the monastery well. Those paladins are too rigid, and it is wrong to judge without asking for permission. But now that things have come to this, I can't make up for her."

"Little Feifei, the times are different now." Cao Jingluo patted his shoulder and said, "The world has changed too quickly, and your Holy See's initial policy must also be reformed."

"You want you to tell me? I know." Pope Light glared at him proudly and said, "If you don't mention this, you should care more about your apprentice. Watch the show, let's continue to watch the show."

"That's right, I want to see the miserable ending of that brat." Cao Jingluo immediately looked excited and ate peanuts to watch Wang Yan's good show. At the beginning, he was plotted by his apprentice that he was now so miserable.

The more unlucky Wang Yan was, the more he felt excited.

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"Hehehe, Comrade Lao Wang, do you want me to help you?" The little angel Beibei held a bottle in the corner of her mouth, flew around her, put her hands on her waist and arrogantly, and said with a strange smile, "You beg me, beg me, I will not save you, Lao Wang, you are dead today."

"Aoah~"

The sheep-headed demon slapped his chest wildly, and as long as the Dark Saint Maiden ordered, it could take action to tear this hateful human to pieces at any time.

Wang Yan was so sad. The two saints worked together. Ming Yan and Sheng Yan were all at the same level as Pure Yang True Fire. Their power was really extraordinary.

What's more, there were little angel Beibei and the sheep-headed demon staring at each other.

In this combination, even a half-step S-level strongman will be easily abused. Although Wang Yan is arrogant and powerful, he is not as naive as he can stand and beat the four of them!

"Wang Yan, today I want you to live and die."

"Wang Yan, you are arrogant, no matter how arrogant you are."

The Holy Flame and the Ming Yan, with the rebuke of the two saints, surged a little more and roared towards Wang Yan, with a majestic momentum and unparalleled power.

"etc!"

Wang Yan had a cold sweat dripping on his forehead and shouted loudly. Then, his wings were flaunting behind him quickly, and he threw the artifact warhammer into the sand with a bang, and then went to the ground, "I was wrong. You can fight whatever you want."

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Chapter completed!