Chapter 1601

"Wow!"

Above the dome, the long and winding river of blood rolled fiercely.

Arafat, who has the blood of the ancestor of the blood clan, stares at the holy king. His eyes are suddenly filled with scarlet, thick as blood. On his face, there are black lines surging under the skin of his face, which makes his originally handsome face become terrifying.

"Be careful, your majesty."

In vain, his figure exploded and turned into countless blood sucking bats, whistling at the pilgrim king. The scene was so spectacular that it only made people tremble and numb.

Cynthia wants to come back, but Chloe is quietly behind her, blocking her way.

"Cynthia, we haven't finished the battle of Florence. Now go on."

Cynthia's eyes were sharp. She immediately hit Chloe and clenched her right hand into a fist. Because the speed and strength were too fast, the air was rubbed out of a gorgeous line of fire, and the sound of explosion was endless!

Perhaps the highest standard campaign in nearly a century started suddenly!

In front of St. Peter's palace.

The holy King waved the scepter, and layers of golden light filled out, forming an arc light shield. His right hand suddenly pushed forward, as if he was being pulled. The arc light shield fiercely hit the bloody bat flying in the sky!

"Boom!"

In front of St. Peter's palace, a huge light wave suddenly appeared. After a short silence, he suddenly wanted to go in all directions!

Cynthia and Chloe, who are closest to each other, are hit hard and thrown out.

The violent shock wave set off a huge storm, and countless people were swept and affected. Adam and Eve, who kept an absolute safe distance, all felt a surging wind blowing in front of them. They could not help but squint.

"Saratoga, it's really disappointing that you haven't made any progress after all these years."

The overwhelming blood bat was melted by the light wave, but a hazy shadow burst in front of the king. Before he saw anyone, he only had dark sharp claws and then stuck out in vain. His five fingers were stiff, and his fingertips were shining with cold and piercing luster. When the king's throat was taken away, his sharp power, not to mention human bones, even a piece of gold and stone, would be crushed.

Between the lightning and flint, the scepter of the king stamped on the ground, and the ground collapsed in an instant. With the help of the anti shock force, he rose from the ground. As he retreated, his left hand covered with a layer of golden luster and swung to the hazy shadow with incomparable strength.

"Oh, the wrong number."

Before the shadow dissipated, Prince Arafat appeared behind the king in vain. His scarlet eyes flashed with the color of bloodthirsty and tyrannical. He stabbed his arm at the king's heart like a sharp diamond. The speed was so fast that people could not catch it!

Once rammed, the body of the holy king will definitely be instantly penetrated, and the heart will be pulled out!

"Arafat, I thought that your strength should have increased a lot after you have been sleeping so long, but I didn't expect that you would go back and be worse than before."

"Shua!"

The holy king is pierced, but it's just the sound of air being pierced!

Arafat stopped and suddenly looked up.

A golden scepter has been carrying the momentum of opening mountains and breaking the sea, head on!

The covered Qi has completely locked him, and there is no room to dodge!

Arafat grinned, did not dodge, stepped on the ground, even took the initiative to meet up.

"Saratoga, I want you to fully understand how vulnerable and vulnerable you human beings are!"

"Boom!"

In the eyes of outsiders, they can only see a series of hazy illusions. The speed of Saratoga and Arafat has exceeded the limit of human visual perception. As a result, others can only see two kinds of light constantly intertwined in front of St. Peter's palace, and then hear a deafening explosion!

Then, in the chaos, the holy King burst out, and finally stopped his body before he was about to rush into the blood river. His meticulous white hair and beard had become a bit scattered.

In front of St. Peter's palace, there is a huge pit!

"Yama, this is the best chance for you to kill the enemy. If you don't do it, when will you wait?"

"Wow

The huge pit formed the effect of a megaphone, causing the sharp scream to become more and more earth shaking. Then Prince Arafat rushed out of the pit and was surprisingly intact.

He looked at the figure in front of the square, but the other side didn't move.

In another battlefield, Qi Gan and Li Haotian, who had been red eyed, had completely separated from each other and were fighting with the blood clan.

It's a coincidence.

In the battlefield, the two sides of the original fighting either actively or passively changed the direction of the killing. Even Adam and Eve, who stood by from the beginning to the end, took the initiative to solve several blood viscount.

At present, even if the fighting is more fierce, all the people still put aside their personal grudges for the time being, and the spearhead turns outward.Prince Arafat had a panoramic view of the changes in the battlefield.

Taking advantage of the fact that the temple and the hell had already been defeated, he chose to enter the arena. He had the idea of making a profit. However, he did not expect that the irreconcilable hell and the temple, without anyone's command, had changed the target of attack by chance, waving a butcher's knife at their blood clan, and even could see strangely that there were members of the hell and the temple Wei also began to work together.

"That's ridiculous. Is this the unity of mankind? "

With a sneer, Arafat withdrew his eyes from the battlefield and looked up at the figure standing in the air.

Suddenly, the air began to roll violently, his eyes, all turned black.

"Wow!"

On top of the dome, the blood River, as if alive, rolled violently, and the smell of blood in the air became more and more intense.

"Dida, Dida..."

Drops of blood fall from the air, and gradually turbulent.

Real blood on the earth!

All over the battlefield, a blood clan is like beating chicken blood, bathed in the blood rain, the combat effectiveness increases, the body injury quickly begins to recover, shrieking, more rapid and brutal toward the surrounding human.

In the air.

The holy King took a deep breath and drank.

"God bless the world!"

In vain.

He seems to have turned into a sun. His whole body radiates dazzling light, and quickly radiates towards the whole battlefield. The continuous blood rain and light touch and melt instantly!

"I see how long you can last!"

Arafat's eyes were as black as blood. Bursts of black air spread from him and floated to the blood River in the sky, gradually forming a line connecting heaven and earth.

"Destroy it for me!"

He looked up in vain and screamed!

The next moment.

The blood River in the sky seems to be involved by the black lines, just like the bound blood dragon dragged by people, whistling towards the sun like King!

"Boom!"

The glory of the sheltered battlefield faded.

Everyone looks up.

The holy king was standing in the sky. He didn't see him. He only saw a group of light. However, at the moment, the dazzling light was constantly impacted by the blood river. The light and shade were uncertain and shaky.

"Wow!"

Finally, after two or three minutes, the sun was finally overwhelmed, the light dissipated, and smashed to the ground from the high altitude.

"Holy king!"

The voice of disease is everywhere.

In the distance.

Adam and Eve, who had just come to see the play, lost their eyes and were shocked.