Chapter 1840

With Ye Vatican's departure, everyone present began to look at the sword saint and others. At this time, they had a trace of pity in their eyes, especially the sword saint, whose body trembled and his face turned pale to the extreme.

He knew that he was finished, completely finished, and unconsciously provoked people like Ye Fantian. Is this the person he can provoke?

"We Huaxia, it seems that we are really going to rise this time. Western forces have always been eyeing China. The surrounding forces of China are even more unscrupulous. It seems that we should rise!"

The demon Dragon Emperor raised a cold feeling on the corner of his mouth and said proudly.

Zhu Qiang nodded deeply. Today, the emergence of Ye Fantian gave them new confidence and faith. They believe that they can really get great gifts from it this time.

"Boom..."

Ye Fantian's body broke through the void, and his speed was amazing. His strength itself exceeded ordinary people's imagination. The wings behind him fanned several times, and he had seen what he wanted.

Chu Meng, at this time, his whole body was shrouded in runes. He had no power to move. Although he was still struggling, this struggle had no effect.

"Hiss..."

The violent friction sound was transmitted, and several figures appeared quickly in the void. In the number of twelve or three people, each of them had boundless glory. This glory was not that kind of holy to describe, just like white jade, yes, white jade, flawless white jade. This kind of holy breath was like the most flawless white jade, Clear without any impurities.

At a glance, there will be the idea of worship. Even if you look at it more, or even contact it for a period of time, you will have the idea of living for it and dying for it.

The power of bewitchment is terrible.

There are a pair of wings behind each of the twelve or three figures. The wings are flawless, and the snow-white light is gathered on them. Each wave can produce a shadow of feathers falling.

On these feathers, virtual shadows appeared, like gods, sending out the most pious hymns and spreading.

"Now, we really made great contributions. Unexpectedly, no one would have thought that we would find the blood successor of the holy ware in Kyushu. Unexpectedly, the blood successor of the holy ware would be a Chinese!"

One said.

He looks about 40 years old. Although he has reached the middle age, he looks incomparably handsome and has snow-white skin. In particular, the pair of wings behind him twinkle with long hair. He has an intoxicating feeling, as if he wants to attract his mind and spirit to each other.

"Yes, this time, we really made great contributions. However, we should be careful. The Chinese people are not simple. The man we abandoned has a terrible master behind him. It is said that he is the sword Saint among the eleven saints of China. The reputation of the sword saint is still terrible. Although he is very young, he has enough strength to compete with the old ones If we are caught by the other party, it may take a lot of strength to get rid of it. "

One person said seriously.

This person is blond and blue eyed. He is as handsome as a son of the sun. In fact, each of these people looks particularly handsome. The pair of white wings behind him flutter like angels. If some flower crazy women see it, they will immediately scream and burst into tears!

"Hum, now we can devote ourselves to the Lord. This is the blood controller of the crown of thorns. If the Pope knows, he will be very happy and excited. Even if he dies, we have to take him back. Although the sword saint is terrible, we may not be afraid of him with our strength!"

Someone nearby retorted.

"Yes, our Vatican is the most powerful. The will of the Lord does not allow anyone to refute. Any blasphemer must die!"

The eyes of several people became more hot at this time. It seemed that they were already receiving the gift of heaven and earth. The powerful gift made them crazy.

"You robbers, this is in China. Put away your empty words of God!"

Chu Meng shouted.

She was almost crazy. She was forcibly taken away and kept changing hands. Not long ago, she was controlled by the king's power. After the other party controlled herself with a smile on her face, she tried to occupy herself. Unexpectedly, she ran away after being hurt by these people.

Originally, I thought I was saved. Unexpectedly, after seeing myself, these dozen guys began to shine their eyes, and then took away themselves. Chu Meng at this time really wanted to cry without tears.

"Angels? Flying in the sky? What's going on? Am I dreaming? Brother ye, Chekov, brother ox demon king, where are you?"

At this time, Chu Meng unconsciously thought of Ye Fantian and others.

"Damn heresy, you dare to blaspheme our Lord. This is a capital crime. However, as the blood leader and controller of the crown of thorns, you can't die yet. You have to live, and you have to live well. Your blood, your soul and everything you have will become the glory of the Lord. Everything will let you see endless glory. At that time, the holy instrument will be fine Started! "

One person's eyes burst out with endless coldness and looked at Chu Meng.

"Hum... Lord? I'm curious. What is the Lord and what can God dominate? The Western God dares to extend his claws to my eastern land. I think he's tired of living!"

A rude voice suddenly came out.

"Who?"

"Be bold and dare to blaspheme the glory of the Lord. You are looking for death. Come out and die!"

This man's speech is simply treacherous. It is blaspheming the sanctity of glory and all holiness. It is a capital crime, an unforgivable capital crime.

"Bang!"

A light appeared. Suddenly, the light turned into a fist. The fist showed boundless power and killed the past on their flesh.

"People of the path, I thought there was a terrible strong man coming. It seems that I'm just a small person. Even if I'm alone, I can easily..."

"Peng!"

The man's words haven't fallen yet, but the next moment, his body suddenly exploded, blood and flesh splashed, his head flew up, and there was an unbelievable look in his eyes. It seemed that he didn't expect to die. What's more, he didn't expect to die so easily·

The other person was even more miserable. At the moment when his fist rose to his body, his alertness was adjusted to the extreme. Sacred lines quickly spread out from his body, each with the power to tear the mountain, but these lines did not bring him much shelter, just a flash of time, in the blink of an eye, His defense was instantly torn and pierced.

"Peng"

Again, there was a sound of explosion, followed by a burst of blood mist.

His body... Was completely destroyed into a blood mist!

This process seemed long, but in fact it was only in the blink of an eye, but in the blink of an eye, both of them had been completely torn and killed. Such a powerful force immediately made the rest of the people look very ugly.

Facing the death of their companions, they had no time to be sad and painful. They shouted angrily:

"Defense!"

Pop pop

In the body, white thunder flickered and shone, and a holy angel virtual shadow began to burst out from their bodies.

The holy power was excited, ignited, mobilized, and quickly formed white columns of light.

This pillar of light filled the sky, as if it were the essence. On the surface of the pillar of light, there are the son, saints and Holy Spirit singing and praising, and constantly evolving the most terrible power.

"Hiss..."

The space is surging, and a person's virtual shadow slowly becomes condensed.

With white hair dancing and scarlet flashing, this man is dressed in a dark golden gown of the Republic of China. His eyes are like ice. One glance can make people feel cold like falling into an ice cave.

After seeing this person, Chu Meng's little face suddenly showed a surprised look:

"Brother ye?!"

Excited, surprised, unbelievable!

Chu Meng's heart was really excited, but he didn't expect that ye Fantian, who was so lazy on weekdays, had such terrible power.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

With a slight grip in one's hand, a bright holy light suddenly appeared. It was a materialized holy gun.

His body was haunted by holy light, and a set of ancient armor protected his body.

These ye Vatican understand that it is the holy weapon of terror blessed by the bitter monks of the Vatican after a long time of practice. Although it is not a divine weapon, it also has great power in it.

"Who am I? Do I need to explain this to you? In my China, on the vast land, you people in the Vatican are really more and more presumptuous. It seems that it's time for me to go to the Vatican to talk to the pope!"

Ye Vatican said faintly. In his tone, he had no respect for the Vatican's first control, the Pope.

"Bold, you Chinese heresy, should blaspheme the Pope and kneel down. Otherwise, your ending will only be purified!"

"You go first. After I break, this woman is the blood guide and controller of the crown of thorns. With her, the crown of thorns will inspire endless energy. This is a power that no one can break. The gift of the Lord will be guided. Go quickly!"