Chapter 797

"Dear Oriental strongman, why do you step into the realm of God?"

The old Pope spoke.

Every time he said a word, he coughed gently, bent his body, and his head was silvery white. But no one in the world dares to look down upon it. This is a legendary character.

The Pope, known as a disciple of God, once listened to the true God and created the glory of the holy see for thousands of years. He is one of the six most powerful, and the most unfathomable. No one knows how terrible St. Peter's accomplishments are?

"My grandfather went to the Vatican and questioned Augustus, but he was attacked and injured by several saints of the Vatican. The Holy See will give me an account of this matter. "

Chen Fan stood in front of the Vatican with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold.

He was alone, and across from him were ten saints who were shining with holy light and shrouded in infinite light. They are like messengers from heaven.

"Nonsense, how can we attack a mortal

A golden haired man, dressed in black divine iron armour, with bright body and black hair, stepped on the front step. The man looks very handsome, like a God.

St. Augustus.

The last holy man of the holy see once killed the blood clan and severely damaged the blood ancestor. The world thought that he had fallen, but he was sleeping in the holy sepulchre and was born again a thousand years later. The power of light is incomparably concise, at least in the middle of nature.

"Well?"

As soon as Chen Fan's eyes narrowed, he raised his hand and called.

Boom!

The terrible golden blood gushes out of Chen fan, instantly filling thousands of feet, shaking the holy city. The whole Vatican is shaking, like a boat in the sea. Chen Fan's tiny figure was pulled up in an instant. In people's eyes, it was like a God coming into the world. His palm, covering the sky and the sun, turned into a golden giant palm and was photographed in the air.

"Stop it

Ten saints change color at the same time.

One after another, they put out their cross lightsabers, divine judgment, holy flame, cut through the void and hit the golden giant palm. It's a pity that they haven't come near yet. They are all washed away by gold's blood. It's the power of the great God, and it's almost inviolable. Those saints not only didn't push Chen fan back, but they were shocked all over and went back one after another.

"The Pope, help me!"

Augustus's face went wild.

He pulled out the cross sword at his waist, and the sword was shining to meet chen fan. Unfortunately, in front of the golden palm, his holy sword is as fragile as an ant. With a click, the holy light more than ten feet long was snapped off.

Just when Augustus was in danger, suddenly a deep sigh came.

"Ah

The Pope raised his eyelids and stepped forward.

Boom!

People only felt that the whole ground was shaking. Millions of Roman citizens jumped out of their chairs and felt the tremor a hundred miles away.

The Pope's bent body suddenly stood upright.

His long silvery hair turned from white to black in an instant. His face was wrinkled and turned white and smooth quickly. And between the fingers, St. Peter from a drooping old man, into a handsome middle-aged man. The surging power of a bright body is far beyond the saints, and can even be compared with the demon ancestors.

"Verdict!"

Just listen to the Pope, spit out two ancient syllables.

It's the oldest Hebrew language. It's said that it's the language of the true God. It's used to record the words and deeds of the true God in the world. It has extraordinary magic. Sure enough, a holy pillar of light came down in the empty air.

This pillar of light is the thickness of a bucket, full of the smell of destruction, enough to flatten a mountain. But that's not the limit.

At this time, the Vatican is also shining. In every church, surging holy power comes from the sky to bless it. The ruling beam quickly turned into a big tree, thick and thin, and the three could not hold together. The pillar of light comes down from the sky and shakes the void. Before it comes near, people can see the bright electric lights shining in the light. Each electric light contains the purest purification breath.

Ruling.

Holy see magic, known as the God of thunder, can destroy all evil.

Seeing such a terrible power, everyone in front of the TV screen held his breath and was afraid.

"Bang!"

The holy power of the holy city was used by the Pope to bombard the golden palm. But unexpectedly, it just made the golden giant palm tremble slightly and didn't stop it at all.

"Click."

Augustus was patted by Chen fan, and his flesh and blood were blurred on the spot. Even his armor was patted into meat cake. On the holy ground, there is a huge palm print, which is as flat as a mirror.

One blow, Augustus is dead!

"Blasphemers!"

Many saints want to split.

They were angry and frightened. Angry Chen Fan's hot hand, but surprised at the Pope's hand with the power of the holy city, did not stop chen fan.

You know, the ancient city of Vatican, blessed by countless generations of saints and worshipped by hundreds of millions of believers, has long been full of charm. In each church, there is a huge amount of power of belief, and dozens of churches together are comparable to the power of dozens of saints. Does it not mean that Chen fan is stronger than dozens of saints?"Besides him, there are five more."

Chen Fan flicks his finger.

Chen fan doesn't want to take care of what the Holy See has done since it was born. That's a western thing. But they dare to attack Chen Huai'an and almost kill Chen Fan's relatives, which Chen fan can't tolerate.

"Chen Tianren, you are the strongest in the East. We respect your strength. But here, it's God's domain, God's shelter. You are good at killing God's servant. Do you really think that my holy see has no power to resist? "

The Pope's eyes narrowed slightly and his voice was slightly cold.

"Yes? You're a bunch of local people? "

Chen Fan glanced around the crowd with a sneer on his face.

There were 20 or 30 saints in the Vatican, but first ten of them fell in the battle of dragon pool, and then Augustus died. Now there are only a dozen. Chen fan can be killed with a flick of his finger. At most, he can clean up the Pope's troubles.

"Plus us!"

There was a bang, and it came suddenly.

Dong Dong!

A sound of war drums and thunder came from the distant sky. Countless onlookers looked up. It's incredible. In the sky, there was a great tide. The tide is coming like a carpet.

On the sea tide, there are countless sea warriors.

They are armed with halberds and wearing bronze armor. The weakest of them are also in the cultivation of Huajing. There are thousands of them. More than 20 of the leaders, who are 10 meters tall, are all covered with scales and armor. They are all born to control the storm. In particular, the person in front of them is 20 meters tall, with a crown on his head and a dignified breath, which is no inferior to the demon ancestors and the Pope.

Here comes the Haizu!

"Vulnerable."

Chen Fan shook his head.

The man with the crown sneered, and someone recognized him as the overlord of the sea people, the sea emperor Garna, one of the six strongest. It is said that he is the son of the true God and the descendant of Poseidon who once dominated the earth's oceans. But it was thousands of years ago, and no one knew the truth.

"I didn't expect even the sea emperor to come."

Many people take a breath.

Although Chen fan is strong and fierce, he can fight against two most powerful people and dozens of gods at the same time. People are worried about him.

"The sea people and the holy see are not enough. What about our family?"

The brilliance comes from the West.

This light, like a big sun, leaps up from a distance, and the sky and earth are golden. Countless people squint and see that it is not the sun at all. It's a golden God.

They are bathed in golden light, flowing with golden God's blood, each falling from the sky.

Although the number of these gods is very small, which is far less than that of the sea warriors, each of them has a strong breath and is born strong. The first one is golden and over 20 meters tall. It has an eagle head and wings on its back.

Gu'ao, the God of gold!

All of them were suffocated.

It's not only the sea people, but also the golden people. Together with the golden God, they are the three most powerful. The true God is coming. I'm afraid they can't stop it.

Many people behind the screen are already anxious and urge chen fan to leave. It is Zhu que, Xue Dai Sha and others who are full of confidence in Chen fan. At this time, they are also a little uneasy.

"It's not enough."

Chen fan, with both hands on his back, stands up with pride.

In his eyes, these gods were like ants.

"Hum!"

Gu'ao, the king of gold, snorted angrily. He wanted to fight, but he finally held back. But dozens of gods stood in the void, looking coldly at chen fan, eager to try. Just wait for the ancient order to tear chen fan to pieces.

Next.

A foreign God arrived from all directions.

There are the fire god residence of Persian fire god religion, the strong of dark wolf tribe, the fire breathing dragon of Africa, and the ice giant of northern Europe. Even, the public saw several monsters in the grotto, all wrapped in evil spirit.

Finally came the priests of the temple of death.

They rode in a sandstorm and came down to cover half of Rome. Every high priest sang around the dead, especially the black robed man, with scarlet eyes and dead breath, who seemed to rise from hell.

"The sea clan, the golden clan, the wolf clan, the giant clan..."

there are a large number of people, and in the end, they found that the secret places of the whole earth are almost all gathered here. In addition to the legendary ancient Maya people, there are nearly 100 saints and gods gathered outside the holy city, as well as four of the most powerful!

Such a lineup, it is earth shaking.

Almost all people are shocked, that is, the great powers in the world are frightened.

In the end, the Pope stamped his feet and the holy city was shaken. In the holy cemetery, the divine light soars to the sky. Saints and angels, who have been sleeping for thousands of years, get up from the cemetery and fly into the sky.

"Dong Dong Dong."

There are countless holy chants from the void.

Angels are flying in the air, giants are stepping on the earth, gods are breathing flames, sea people control storms, wolf gods roar in the sky... All kinds of visions emerge over Rome.The whole city of Rome is shrouded in the power of these powerful people, and countless citizens have fled. There are nearly 200 gods standing in the clouds overlooking Chen Fan:

"now, is that enough?"

The voices of the gods shake the heaven and the earth, shaking hundreds of miles around. The whole earth is silent here. Billions of people are silenced and awed by the majesty of the gods.

"Enough."

After a long time, under the gaze of countless gods, Chen fancai gently raised his eyelids and showed a faint smile:

"barely enough for me to kill!"

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