In the Vatican, in the underground secret room of St. Peter's Basilica, the Pope with two pairs of wings is practicing according to the weird route. The Crown of Thorns has brought him great benefits. It not only gives him powerful power, but also gives him a

Godhead, an angel's Godhead. The Godhead possesses all the knowledge and power of that angel. The current Pope is an angel, an angel with unparalleled power. The white holy light begins to turn golden, and the Godhead in the sea of ​​awareness between his eyebrows exudes

Countless golden rays of light slowly converted the holy power in his body. The thorn crown worn on the Pope's head suddenly stretched out thirteen barbed thorns, piercing into his head fiercely. Suddenly, a huge and terrifying holy power surged.

The power rushes into the Pope's godhead and is directly converted by it.

There was a soft sound, and another pair of wings stretched out from the Pope's back. The three wings were called the Dominator in the Western God Realm and were a symbol of judgment. The golden robe on the Pope's body turned into pieces of white light and disappeared.

He formed a ring with his hands, looked up, and saw three sets of wings enveloping him in a golden cocoon.

Liu Feng, who was far away in Rome, suddenly felt the holy, huge aura without any impurities. Jons, who was drinking with him, waved his hand in front of Liu Feng: "You're fine! Why are you so dazed?"

"Oh, I'm fine." Liu Feng came to his senses and frowned in a Sichuan shape: "By the way, go and call Old Vic and the others over. I'm going to teach you a set of attack formations to deal with the Vatican's God.

The trial will not be too passive."

Jons pursed his lips, looked at the bottle with a lot of wine left, and hummed: "The Holy See has God's judgment, and we also have a dark end, so we won't be passive."

Liu Feng didn't want to tell Jons what he knew because he didn't want him to worry too much. There was a big figure in the Holy See, maybe an angel, maybe it was too early to draw a conclusion, but he still needed to prepare: "Excuse me

How many dark mages are needed in the dark doomsday to activate the power of darkness to form a dark space? Ten, a hundred, or more. The formation I teach you can allow seven of you to activate the power and power of the Big Dipper.

It's far beyond our imagination. If the skill of casting a spell is higher, the power of the formation will be greater. If seven people like me set up the formation, it's not difficult to mess up the stars and destroy the heaven and earth. You know.

Have you?" Liu Feng didn't lie. Since that epiphany, his strength has grown to a peak. There are few opponents in the world. Unless someone is sent down from above or is unwilling to leave like him, he still stays.

The old monster in the world

Hearing Liu Feng's description, the old vampire quickly put his hands on the wine bottle and disappeared into a black mist. After a while, he called all the princes over.

Liu Feng Liu Feng used the Heart-Destroying Finger to directly engraved how to set up the formation and pay attention to the requirements in their minds, and then they could only look at their own. After all, this is a monastery, not a wholesale mall. Some things can only be relied on.

I can't help you myself

The Pope turned into a huge golden cocoon, suspended in the air like a huge light bulb. Waves of mighty golden holy power floated towards Sarah, who was praying in St. Peter's Basilica. Naturally, she felt Sarah's strokes on her chest.

Holding the cross: "Hey, is there still going to be a war? When will it end?" Sara said in a nonchalant manner, and continued to close her eyes and meditate.

The old man from the Hunyuan Sect stood in the air with a golden flying sword, gradually spreading his spiritual thoughts, and murmuring: "This fellow Taoist has a good chance, but it is a borrowed power, not something he cultivated himself.

, it’s already very good if you can exert one percent of it. Using objects to control people is not a bait for the Dao. The poor barbarian tribesmen are still obsessed with the supremacy of external objects. With the magic of our Central Plains Taoism, a single force can induce

The calamity of heaven and earth, attack and deal with it, can also be relayed, it is really pitiful." The old man's spiritual thoughts spread all over the place and spread around: "Three Pure Ones are above, the people here..." The old man was really speechless after what he said.

According to the report, the old man’s spiritual mind found three men and five women having random sex in several rooms of the Holy See. The old man was furious and shouted: "A monk has such an unjust debt, and...

And he did such an indecent thing." This old man's true energy is strong, and he is a boy. When he roars with his true energy, a naturally terrifying and billowing white gas lang rolls around. It's really St. Peter's Cathedral.

Keep shaking

Sarah, who was praying, suddenly stood up and ran outside, shouting wildly as she ran: "Come here, activate the guardian array, my God, who is this? Just rely on the sound of your voice."

Is it so powerful?" A white holy light curtain rose, isolating the old man's voice. The melee knights of the Vatican ran out from various hidden places in formation. The white-clothed temple and the extremely small number of black-clothed knights

The temple also appeared out of thin air, everyone was nervous

Sarah's body was suspended in the air, and several red archbishops appeared beside him at the same time, asking: "What happened to Sarah, why was there a vibration?"

Sarah looked towards the sky and said: "Since you are here, why not show up and see me? I don't want to be timid like you Chinese people."

The billowing air came, and the sound was like thunder. It could be heard clearly from hundreds of miles away: "Auntai, you are the Western Barbarians. You are very handsome, but you are full of obscene thoughts. I can't understand you."

This group of fake monks, if it had been a thousand years in the morning, I would not have dared to come here to make trouble. However, you are too weak now, you are really too weak. You have lost your faith and your noble sentiments. You have lost your faith from God.

The power obtained by Zamao is getting smaller and smaller, and there are no saints at all. Poor, poor. Back then, that guy named Jesus led the Twelve Saints, but he attacked our Central Plains once. I have to admit, although I

I really hate that guy, but that guy is indeed strong enough. If it weren’t for the Immortal Patrolling Envoy coming down to earth, he would be really dangerous. But you guys now are really..." The old man shook his head and said helplessly: "You are so weak and pitiful.

, It’s okay to be weak, except for the guy below who is just lucky, the others are not worth mentioning. If a few masters come from our Central Plains, you will be finished. But, God has the virtue of good life, that kind of boring thing, we are

I don’t know how to do it, but that guy named Jesus made me very unhappy. I want to add some food to you, but I don’t suggest it!” The old man said a lot of yin and yang, not yang, not caring whether the people below understood it or not.

A believer who was proficient in Chinese stood next to Sara and acted as a translator for them. The translator told all the people in the Vatican word for word what the old man said. Their expressions turned gloomy, especially when the translator said the last sentence.

At this time, everyone became agitated. Sarah shouted in English: "Wait a minute, we are not ready yet...ah, everyone, give me your holy power and pour it into the patron saint array." It was originally very

The thin guardian array suddenly became several feet thick

The old man laughed wildly, and the golden rapier at his feet suddenly flew into the air. The old man stepped forward, and the Taoist robe on his body lit up with a soft golden light. The rapier flying in the air suddenly rose with terrifying momentum and fell from the air.

, Sarah screamed in horror: "Oh my God, this guy has actually seen Jesus. How old is he? Why is he still in the world? Why is he still alive? Can he survive longer than those damn immortals?"

At that time, he really had too many questions and too many confusions in his mind.

An old voice came out of the old man's mouth, which seemed to represent the majesty of heaven and earth: "All laws are the Tao, and they will be destroyed until they are exhausted. The Tao is revered until they are exhausted and destroyed. Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as dumb dogs. Hunyuan Wuji Sword Technique." This old Taoist saying

The Taoist behavior was truly terrifying. He actually used his own power to arouse the spiritual energy of a thousand miles around. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was about to turn into reality. With the sound of thunder, they all rushed into the flying sword. The small flying sword quickly grew into a golden one.

The thin sword stood in the air, shining and majestic. The old man pointed his hand downward: "Kill evil, Ji"

With a crash, the rapier rushed toward the ground with a touch of golden light. Looking at the rapier that was ten thousand meters high, Sarah felt very untrustworthy. At this time, he had already scolded the Pope to death in his heart. Where did this pervert come from?

The old Taoist is so powerful that he doesn't look like a human being. He knows that this old Taoist is no longer a human, but a seventh-level loose immortal. He is already a person among the gods, but he is unable to ascend. Even if his current strength is above, he is not Xiao Luoluo.

The thin sword stabbed the Vatican's patron saint array with the force of thunder. The sound of squeaking continued. Every time there was a light sound, the nerves of Sarah and others jumped violently. They did not want the sword to attack.

Gradually, the Patronus Array was filled with cracks and was about to burst. The Pope slowly walked out from St. Peter's Basilica. With every step he took, the Patronus Array thickened with three sets of beautiful white wings behind him.

Emerging, emitting a little golden brilliance, the pope pointed his green fingers at the old man in the clouds and said: "I say, all existences that rebel against God will surely turn into dust and crawl at the feet of the gods." The old man

My throat felt sweet, and I spat out a mouthful of pale golden blood.

"Damn, this guy has some skills. Just wait, I'll come and play with you when I have time." The old man rolled up his long sleeves, and the flying sword quickly became smaller, and finally became an inch long, and flew into the old man's body. The old man spat at the Pope.

Spit, disappear in a flash

The Pope was also very naive. The bit of prophecy he got from the inheritance not only failed to kill him, but it couldn't even be seriously injured. But he didn't care very much. Instead, he pointed his finger at the people of the Holy See underground and used his superior words.

He said: "God said that those who are willing to dedicate their lives to our Lord will surely receive gifts, and in the eternity of gifts, they will turn into cocoons and become discs."

The white-clothed saints and black-clothed saints who had just suffered internal injuries not only recovered from their internal injuries, but even the holy power in their bodies also exploded a lot. They all knelt down towards the Pope, prostrate themselves, and praised them with all they knew.
Chapter completed!