This scene is really a bit beyond the perception of these people.

A new arrival allows a Golden Knight to directly possess the power of the Chief Knight, which is unique in the history of the Holy Light Cult.

Even the Pope would have to work hard to do this.

The Chief Knight is not a cabbage that is a rampant street.

The whole hall was instantly quarreled, and the roof was almost blown up.

The bishops, the congregations behind them, and even the knights who came here were stunned by this scene.

An oriental man can actually use such a powerful way to transform a golden knight into the power of a chief knight.

Wang Han looked at the group of people with a smile on his face.

He glanced at the big sword that was strung up in the hands of several golden knights.

Gradually figured out something.

These ordinary wrist guards can also be activated as long as they are Qi.

But the holy sword on Wang Han’s wrist requires dragon energy.

Lei Xiaohua's happy mouth was almost grinning at the corner of her ears.

"I am willing to accept the loss of the bet! My boss did it! You have to recognize my boss as your Red-clothed Master!"

Those who recognize the Holy Light Sects all have embarrassing expressions.

Especially Moore, his face was even more shady.

I felt like I shot myself in the foot.

Turning around and watching the golden knights.

Gradually, I figured out a clue.

There was a layer of nearly transparent Qi on these golden knights' bodies.

Moore instantly thought of the situation where the Heavenly King Han would let Karen admit defeat without taking action.

"He is not a real means to give the knight's power. He is an Eastern evil spirit! Pope, everyone! Open your eyes and take a look! He is an Eastern evil spirit!" Moore roared.

Another master of the Red Cult was also together that day and realized, "Yes! Knight Karen was beaten by this mysterious Eastern power that day!"

Lei Xiaohua was immediately dissatisfied, "Do you care what my boss uses? Isn't it enough to let these people have the power of the chief knight?"

"How can Eastern magic be compared with the power of our Holy Light Cult!"

"Hey! You old cabbage boy! Are you shameless?" Lei Xiaohua rolled up her sleeves and prepared to fight.

Moore yelled at the top of his voice, "Pope! That doesn't count!"

"Sir Pope, this doesn't count!" The others followed suit.

For a moment, the entire hall was filled with chaotic sounds again.

Lei Xiaohua jumped forward and pointed at the group of people. The situation of a new round of verbal battles escalated.

The two sides were quarreling red.

Those who don’t know would think this is the finals of eight miles underground.

After a full quarrel for seven or eight minutes, the elderly pope raised his hand and pressed down again, and the quarrel gradually stopped.

The Pope waved at Wang Han.

"Child, come here!"

Wang Han walked over and the pope took Wang Han's hand.

The moment he contacted, Wang Han felt an indescribable force rushing into his body.

This power is similar to the Qi body in the East.

But as soon as he came in, Wang Han felt a little numb.

It feels like the body is filled.

He was panting.

Lei Xiaohua cleared her throat hard and signaled Wang Han to pay attention to the occasion.

This power and the Eastern Qi body are like the difference between red wine and white wine.

All are wine.

It can be intoxicating.

But the taste is different and the method is different.

"Child, try to control this power!"

Wang Han secretly used his skills, but he didn't expect that this power began to run around inexplicably, which was similar to the Qi in his body.

As time went by, Wang Han's body was like a cooked prawn.

Muir and others stared at Wang Han nervously. Although they didn't say anything, they looked forward to Wang Han's inability to control the power.

The force rushed into Wang Han's body.

Wang Han directly used the dragon entanglement technique.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the Dragon Wrapping Technique was released, the power miraculously stopped running around and was gradually tamed by Wang Han.

Two minutes passed.

Wang Han exhaled.

That power was directly assimilated by the Qi body in Wang Han's body.

Wang Han's body trembled for a moment, feeling that he was only one step away from the realm of transformation.

The pope's eyes smiled even more, "Child, can you release this power now?"

Wang Han raised his hand, and the Qi body appeared on his body.

The Pope was stunned for a moment.

He held Wang Han's hand again.

"Child, let go of your heart and accept this power!"

Wang Han let go of his mind according to the pope's wishes.

The Pope once again injected the power that had just come into Wang Han's body.

Wang Han kept assimilating with Qi.

He pinched the Nine Dragon Seal with one hand.

Over time.

Wang Han has already become a self-required since the Pope injection.

This feeling is wonderful.

It’s like after the first time I’ll refuse a few times at first, but as time goes by, I start to automatically request it.

Although this metaphor is a bit strange, it means this.

Wang Han's Dragon-wrapped Technique begins to operate.

The Pope frowned.

As can be seen from the naked eye, the Pope gradually became depressed, but Wang Han became more energetic.

The Qi body gradually boils in the body.

Wang Han used the Dragon-wrapped Technique crazily.

The power in the elderly Pope's body was like a vast ocean, and it was involuntarily gathering towards Wang Han.

The people from the Holy Light Cult don’t know what the situation is.

But Lei Xiaohua seemed to have seen some tricks.

This is going to break through!

Lei Xiaohua's eyes were wide open!

Is this going to make a breakthrough again?

The gap between people is really a bit big!

The Pope grabbed Wang Han's hand and looked like a torch.

Wang Han's body suddenly twitched.

A layer of goose bumps appeared on the surface of the body.

But soon, goosebumps were like a volcanic eruption.

Qi body gushed out of the pores.
To be continued...