V4.Chapter 319

The Pope stepped back quickly.

In his whole life, he stood on the altar, controlled people's heart, and followed his words. It can be said that he was brilliant to the extreme. But at this moment, he felt unprecedented danger.

DANGER.

It's almost a feeling the Pope is about to forget.

Up to the political arena of all countries, down to the dark and bloody world, the hero is brilliant, invincible and domineering, but he never feels that someone can threaten himself. He really doesn't know martial arts, but in the spiritual field, he is truly invincible, and no one can kill him.

But at this time, the signs of death are so clear, like a dark shadow spreading wildly, the surrounding space is crumbling, the stars are falling, the light is disappearing, the cold of death with almost eternal darkness spreading, devouring everything, like an abyss.

Countless scenes are constantly changing in front of his eyes, and finally come to reality.

Reality is angel's eyes, so beautiful, occupying everything.

Transcendence!

At this moment, the Pope can finally be fully convinced that in his invincible spiritual field, there is now an opponent who can compete with him.

Angel, the betrayer of the Holy See, has even entered the transcendental realm.

How is that possible?!

The Pope just thinks that everything is ridiculous today.

Angel's experiences, insults and evil desires are all illusions, but when he was not on guard, even he was hidden from the past.

A kind of panic gradually occupied his consciousness.

The retreating figure of the Pope suddenly stopped.

In a flash, his pupils condensed and contracted, and there was a pure silver between his eyes.

This is the most powerful and perfect will in the whole dark world, just like the vast river of stars, just like the surging sea, with a huge oppressive will, following the Pope's eyes to angel's eyes, irresistible.

"Aresis, kill her!"

The Pope's low voice sounded with great dignity.

Angel didn't move, but her spirit was more active than ever.

The Pope's eyes were silvery white, and there was a sparkle between them.

Angel's eyes were clear and soft, and gradually faded into darkness and silence.

They looked at each other.

The same perfect will meets in a flash.

At that moment, the Pope did not feel any ordinary emotion in angel's will.

It was dark.

Dead, cold, numb, crazy, desperate.

The Pope suddenly opened his eyes wide. In the darkness, he finally saw the truth.

He knows angel's mental state very well. With her temperament, she can't enter the transcendental realm all her life. Even in her peak period, she is quite far away from the transcendental realm. After she was robbed, her mental state has been unstable. It's good that she can barely step back, and it's impossible to continue to make progress.

From saint to rebellious, to about to be purified, all the experience may stimulate angel's will, but it is also impossible for her to break through to this degree.

There is no traditional realm in the spiritual realm. Transcendental realm is the only realm. There is a natural gap between the top and bottom of this realm, and even the martial arts competition is exaggerated. To some extent, angel has no room for progress.

But angel's will and spirit at this time is really transcendent.

That kind of vast but incomparably condensed will is so dark, so desperate.

This is not angel's mood at all.

Naturally, it's not angel's will.

The darkness is like a tide.

With the madness and malice that almost ruined the whole era, he swallowed up the pope in an instant.

......

The whole church was boiling in the silent wind and rain, just like a mad cow's car flying into the main door of the church, the harsh alarm and angry roar sounded at the same time.

The polar night is silent.

The rain is falling.

The wind was still for a moment.

A not so tall figure appeared in the air like a shadow.

He raised a palm.

All the air flow around all of a sudden dormant.

As the most elite force of the Legion, countless paladins responded immediately.

Wearing heavy armour, a paladin who was obviously ready to fight in advance suddenly took off and yelled: "who?"

The stagnant ice wind swayed slightly.

In the silence, the body of the samurai who rushed up to the sky broke up soundlessly.

At that moment, it was like countless pieces of the sharpest blade split his body, and the broken pieces of meat and blood fell to the ground, with a dull voice.

This picture is so clear and cruel that the Legion is silent for a moment.

Everyone was staring at the thin figure that was not tall or even slightly short in mid air.

Black tights, silver masks.

He stood there, without any human emotion, in a trance, he was like a knife, sharp enough to split everything!

After a moment of silence, the figure standing in mid air seemed to glance at the holy Legion below.

Hoarse low voice sounded, with extreme indifference.

"Zhongzhou, situ Wanjie."

"Where is aresis?"

Countless curses with anger and murder suddenly rang out.

"Presumptuous!"

"Heresy, kill him! He should be purified

"Guilty! This is blasphemy

"Damn it

In the innumerable abuse and roar, the robber gazes at the front quietly.

heave rain.

In the dark of night, he spent several hours driving over a distance of nearly a thousand miles. His body was a little tired, but his whole soul was burning.

No retreat, no hesitation.

In mid air, he stepped forward and whispered, "I'm here to pick you up."

The stagnant night wind began to surge with his advance.

Between heaven and earth, the winds in all directions are converging around the body of the robber.

He moved slowly forward.

All around, countless of the most elite Samurai rushed forward without hesitation.

The violent air flow has formed a visible tornado around the robber.

Space is constantly swaying by the hurricane.

He looked down.

There was no emotion in his eyes.

The wind burst.

Condensation to the extreme of the wind burst like a knife, with a chilling killing will continue to fly.

The bleak wind kept turning and getting higher and higher.

The air stream is constantly exploding, each with a fatal edge.

Between the heaven and the earth, the killing will soar to the sky!

In the corner of the church, merleod had stood up.

The robber's figure moved slowly forward in the air.

Countless Samurai take off and fall.

Blood, limbs, flesh, and death spread all the way.

"How could..."

"How could it be so strong?" murade said

In his eyes, the robbery at this moment is the incarnation of death. As a master who is infinitely close to the peak and invincible, melead can roughly see the current state of robbery.

Rob's condition is not good, his injury is not healed, at this moment, every move of his full hand, his body may completely collapse, and his breakthrough is too tragic, so it is not perfect. In recent years, he has obviously not solved this problem.

But what's more obvious is that it's obvious that I don't think about it anymore.

If you can't solve the problem, you can't solve it.

Now the robbery, no longer to consider any consequences, his heart, only killing.

Merryd's body trembled slightly, with obvious hesitation and struggle in his eyes.

This state of robbery, absolutely can't afford his one shot.

Merleod can be sure that as long as he appears in front of him, with one punch, with one punch, he will be able to kill the robber. Let alone him, any ordinary invincible situation, even half step invincible situation, or even the peak of thunderbolt situation, can kill the robber.

But similarly, any invincible, close to the peak invincible, or even the peak invincible, can not afford to be robbed.

In this state of robbery, anyone has the right to bet on life and death with him, but he also has the right to bet on life and death with anyone.

His body is extremely fragile, but at this moment, showing the kind of edge has far exceeded the ordinary invincible, but steadily entered the peak invincible!

This is the normal state of robbery, no injury, no hidden danger, as the strongest assassin in the dark world, this is his own edge!

"I said, don't look down on robbery."

His Majesty's voice rang in the mobile phone, extremely low: "and why do you look down on him? What's the concept of breaking the existing martial arts into the invincible realm? This proves that his Yuqi realm is the most perfect since the four realms of martial arts. In terms of Yuqi realm, he is even more perfect than Tianjiao. Who dares to belittle this monster? His breakthrough is too fierce to give full play to his strength. But if he is desperate, who can stop him in front of him? "

"This is a peak assassin who can bet his life and death with peak invincibility..."

His Majesty's voice said, "the holy see is over."

"I..."

Merleod hesitated for a moment.

"Stop him!"

His Majesty's voice suddenly became extremely cold: "at least hold him, angel must die."

"I can't hold it."

Murray laughed bitterly without hesitation.

It's easy to kill him, and it's easy to be killed by him.

But it's not easy to hold him down, it's hard, it's hard.

......

It represents the will of the dark.

Time is in a hurry.

Angel looks at the pope in front of her.

In a trance, she seems to have returned to the holy land more than a month ago, the night she returned to the holy land, the hotel.

In the hotel room, mermaid stood beside her.

In front of them are Qin Weibai and Lin Fengting.

The hidden Lin clan leader began to draw his sword.

That sword was so powerful that everyone ignored the others.

It seems to be dust laden, and it seems to be deliberately forgotten memory appeared in her mind, more and more clear.

There was a sound in her ear.

"Are you the woman who robbed me?"

Angel was startled.

In the room, Lin Fengting's sword is still moving forward.

It is full of strength, but the speed is getting slower.

Everything is like a completely solidified oil painting, only her thoughts are normal.

"Who are you?"

She looked at Qin Weibai, eyes vigilant asked.

"I'm Qin Weibai."

Qin Weibai said a piece of rubbish.

Angel is more alert, she is a little uneasy, subconsciously want to retreat.

"You should see this."

Qin Weibai stretched out his hand.

Suddenly, the whole world with her palm up toward him compressed, four fields in the smaller, the world in the smaller, the room continues to shrink, she completely imprisoned in place.

The other party's will is extremely insolent to suppress her in place.

Qin Weibai's palm appeared a hazy light.

Light dense, colorful, like a dream.

Angel desperately wants to move her eyes, but her body is out of control. Her eyes are fixed on the light in front of her eyes.

The light is flowing slowly, like joys and sorrows, flashing scenes after scenes of stories, like the world of mortals, containing the epitome of an era, and like martial arts, there is sword Qi whistling, endless, six samsara, the ultimate outbreak of destruction of everything, Zhenwu ten absolutely blockade all directions, no grass in the inferno, sword 24 broken sky, tearing the world.

The vast starry sky, shadow flow, ice, wind, thunder and fire, constantly changing.

This is everything.

You can see what you want in it.

Angel's incomparable fear is like seeing the legendary Pandora's box.

She knows what that means.

This is the embodiment of strong will, perfect to infinite and close to the extreme.

Transcendence!

In front of this light, her thought is extremely vague, but also extremely clear: "you... Transcendence?"

"Not yet."

Qin Weibai stares at the light in her palm, and is also dazed. No one knows what she sees in the light: "but it's very close."

"What do you want?"

Angel stepped back in vain. Her voice was gradually distorted by fear.

"I want to lend it to you for the time being."

Qin Wei white light way.

"I don't want this kind of thing."

Angel was almost screaming.

"Don't rush to refuse. It's likely to save your life. It's not a bad thing for you."

Qin Weibai smiles, softly.

"What the hell is this?"

Angel trembled.

Qin Weibai was silent for a long time before he said in a low voice: "this is a sword light. The miniature of the sword light is an era. It belongs to women, revenge and the most boring era."

All the memories began to become clearer and clearer.

Angel thought of every expression of Qin Weibai at that time.

At that time, she watched the light expand in each other's palm, the light became brighter and brighter, but all she could feel was darkness.

It was endless despair.

The will belonging to the Pope rushed into her spiritual realm with a strong determination.

The Pope's pupils are contracting.

Angel's pupils are spreading.

That concentrated the sword light of the whole era in her eyes, so fierce, and so lonely.

Vaguely, she remembered that she asked at that time: "what is this in the end?"

Qin Weibai's answer is equally clear at this time.

"Despair."