I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

The Pope made another pre-war mobilization on it, but Zhang Xuansheng didn't listen too much, only knowing to leave tomorrow morning.

After that, he was taken to a palace to rest. Looking at the decoration and the emptyness of the palace, he felt that he was temporarily vacated for him to live in.

"Wow!"

Zhang Xuansheng heard the sound of heavy objects falling.

He covered his head with a headache. Before, he kept Long Aotian very low-key, and even when he saw the pope, he let the ball take it outside without letting it run around.

When he arrived at his residence, Long Aotian was very curious about all kinds of things in the West. He just wanted to study the Mana energy chandelier that didn't know why it was lit, so it caused a tragedy.

"Qiuqiu, take Long Aotian to eat."

Zhang Xuansheng suggested that this would make the silly dragon livelier.

"Meow, hiccups~ Aotian and I have eaten a lot this afternoon, so how are you talking about boss?"

Qiuqiu touched his chubby belly and said that he went to the Holy City with Long Aotian in the afternoon and ate a lot of stores. Although the flavor is different from the East and there are fewer types of cuisine, the overall taste is still acceptable.

"Leaving tomorrow morning, I still agreed to help, but I was paid extra."

Zhang Xuansheng said with a smile, still wondering how to cook those hundred crystal shrimps.

"Meow, babble-boss, isn't it Crystal Shrimp?"

The ball sucked in the drain.

Zhang Xuansheng was also a little puzzled, how did the ball guess? Is my nature so easy to guess?

"What? Crystal shrimp, I want to eat too."

Long Aotian shook his body and ran over, not knowing if it was an illusion, Zhang Xuansheng felt that Long Aotian seemed to have gained weight.

He didn't understand the principle at all, Long Aotian's physical body was condensed with purple energy, why did he eat fat!

"Wait until the account is over."

Zhang Xuansheng said perfunctorily.

After that, the two of them stopped making trouble, and went back to their bedroom to rest, and feel the soft western bed.

And there may be a big battle in the next few days, and he needs to recharge his energy.

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In this way, the night passed, Zhang Xuansheng got up from the bed with a disappointed look.

No one came to attack at night...

Alas, I thought that Joan had arranged me here because of another plan.

I overestimate her.

"Boom boom boom——"

With excellent ear power, Zhang Xuansheng heard the knock on the door outside the palace. He knew that it should be someone from the Holy See to inform him to leave.

Zhang Xuansheng took the ball and Long Aotian out of the palace and followed the attendants to the Cobbs Square behind the holy city.

For a moment, Zhang Xuansheng was shocked by the lineup in front of him.

Seeing the large square with a length of tens of thousands of miles in vertical and horizontal length, at this time, densely packed with people.

The huge phalanxes are uniform and uniform, and their clothing varies according to different cultivation systems.

The vindictive cultivator wore a white sacred armor, and under the first rising sun, a pale golden light was reflected, and the knights looked solemn and kept their eyes open.

The magic cultivators are all wearing blue mage robes and holding standard staffs. They all look full of energy. Obviously, they have recharged for several days for this battle.

Just looking at the number, there were at least tens of millions of people gathered. Zhang Xuansheng had a rough sense that the weakest people below had reached the eighth rank, which was equivalent to the tribulation period of the Nine Heavens Continent.

Although he had already overestimated the strength of the West, he did not expect that their high-level combat power would be so much.

He would not think of these people as pure cannon fodder. Although the soul tombs are all high-end combat power, it seems that a master can wipe out countless people, but it is not.

Because this kind of Western cultivation system also pays great attention to combined combat skills, you can see from their neat military appearance, they must have methods that can work together, such as the collective singing of the master.

Tens of thousands of 8th to 9th-order mages pass through the magic circle and collectively chant and cast spells, and the magical power they release will even be hated by the strongest of the eleventh order.

And all the mages present cast spells together, and even the ninth spirit that had fought with him would be wiped out.

Of course, Zhang Xuansheng guessed that the continuous combat capability of the Western army is not good. The powerful spells or combat skills of the vindictive users can be used at most once or twice. It takes a long time to recover, so he can use his own shield. .

This is also one of the shortcomings of the Western cultivation system. The cultivation method of Jiuxiao Continent, the higher the level, the longer the aura. If there is not much difference in combat power, it is possible for two people to fight for a few months. Excellent exercises can restore the spirit The force is too fast.

The pope on the high platform of the square is still in the white uniform with a crown on his head, but his aura really seems to have an invisible armor smashed on his body.

Joan on the side was uncharacteristically, putting on a water-blue crystal clear holy armor. There seemed to be ripples flowing on it, which looked heroic and unique. At this time, seeing Zhang Xuansheng coming, he smiled back and added a bit of charm. .

"On the eighth day of the sacred calendar, 318,973 years, on October 8, I, Leo Gregory, the third thousand and 943rd pope, at this time, initiated to the soul grave The holy war, to end the last darkness in the kingdom of God!"

The pope began to send starters to the soldiers below.

Zhang Xuansheng felt the serious atmosphere in the field, and also put away his laziness. He previously said that he hated the soul mound and thought this organization should be eliminated.

He always felt that everything he did was going well, saying that he was going to beat the soul grave. Deep down in his heart, he kind of regarded this as traveling.

After all, although he is not the main combat force this time, he just needs to find a position. When he is a shield, he can be a shield. Anyway, the opponent can't hurt him, and he will get paid.

He obviously does not have the consciousness of these Westerners. Now it seems that this is really a holy war, and he should not have a tourist mentality.

Many of these people standing off the court are still very young, and some seem to be getting older, but from the firm belief in their eyes, it can be seen that they have already enlightened and went to death.

At this time, the Pope completed the final mobilization, and the soldiers below launched a shocking response, but Zhang Xuansheng was not good at Western Luss and didn't understand it too much, but he still realized the firm fighting spirit.

Then the pope turned to face Zhang Xuansheng and said, "Next, I will ask my little friend Xuansheng."

Zhang Xuansheng nodded earnestly, then called out the Tianyan Gua Pan, began to calculate the position of the soul tomb, and locked the coordinates of the small world in the different space.

After a few breaths, the result was obtained, but Zhang Xuansheng was stunned for a moment, and he even thought that he had made a mistake in his "deduction".

Because the hexagrams show that the spatial coordinates of the soul tombs are right above them—the air!