The sacred fire on Qian Renxue's body suddenly condensed on Qian Renxue's hand and stabbed towards Lin Mo.

"The power of purification..."

Lin Mo is very aware of the effect of the Seraph Martial Spirit.

But that kind of purification effect is useless to Lin Mo!

Lin Mo dodged Qian Renxue's knife, changed direction and held Qian Renxue in his arms.

Then he patted Qian Renxue’s buttocks.

"You!"

The sacred fire broke out, but Lin Mo was immune to fire!

It didn’t cause any harm to Lin Mo.

But Qian Renxue still took advantage of this opportunity to escape from Lin Mo's arms.

"You're a disciple!"

Qian Renxue's good upbringing makes her only know this curse word.

Pointing at Lin Mo angrily.

Now she doesn't dare to continue playing close combat with Lin Mo.

It’s too easy to be taken advantage of in melee combat!

"Want to fight far away?"

Lin Mo also saw what Qian Renxue meant and shrugged.

The surrounding environment suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire!

This is the domain skill given to Lin Mo by the Fire Dragon King’s soul bone!

Consistent with the domain skills of the ontology!

"This is it!"

Qian Daoliu felt bad after seeing Lin Mo's ability.

The terrifying flames kept rushing towards Qian Renxue.

"Damn!"

Qian Renxue tried to resist with the sacred fire, but as the ultimate fire, there is no flame of the sacred fire level that can resist it!

Qian Renxue's clothes were directly burned into pits, revealing a large area of ​​spring.

"Give up..."

The terrifying flame palm appeared and directly caught Qian Renxue in the palm.

"You!"

Seeing her clothes, Qian Renxue looked ashamed and angry.

"Stop it!"

A huge amount of soul power directly scattered the flaming palm summoned by Lin Mo.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing Qian Daoliu take action, how could Bibi Dong sit still.

The terrifying soul power suddenly pressed in the direction of Qiandaoliu.

"Humph!"

Qian Daoliu is a Ultimate Douluo after all, and can easily dissolve Bibi Dong's soul power.

"Xiaoxue lost this game..."

"But!"

"I want to become the Pope of Wuhun Palace..."

"Must have the strength of a titled Douluo!"

How could Qian Daoliu allow Lin Mo to become pope simply?

Say it directly.

"So, you must defeat a priest before I can recognize your identity as the pope!"

Lin Mo felt happy when he heard Qian Daoliu's confident words.

"Okay!"

Looking at Lin Mo's bright smile, Qian Daoliu felt a little regretful for some reason...

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