A middle-aged man walked out and looked at Huang Xiaolong coldly: "Kid, stop pretending. You killed our Great Extinguishing Pope Majesty. Are you going to resolve this yourself, or kneel down and accept your death?!"
Huang Xiaolong's expression remained indifferent: "There's still time for you all to leave now."
"What?!"
The experts from the Undying Church and the experts they invited all had a change of face, furious.
"Kid, are you looking for death!"
"Hurry, come down and face your death! Let me chop you up!"
The experts from the Undying Church yelled angrily.
At this moment, the middle-aged man raised his hand to press down, causing everyone to stop. He stared coldly at Huang Xiaolong: "I have now taken over the position of Pope of our Undying Church. My first task is to cut off your head and extract your Divine Soul to pay tribute to our Ge Qi Pope's spirit above. I don't believe you can hide forever in Moon Worship Divine City. We leave!"
