The Templar Knights in the West have been passed down to this day, and they are essentially similar to the vampires Su Li has come into contact with before.
The Vampires also spread from the West, but the Vampires are more like the nobles of the West in the Middle Ages, while the Templars were slaves under the control of the Western Pope.
From the Middle Ages to the present day, the Vampires' control over the West has become increasingly loose, and the Templars have become an increasingly rising underground force under the baptism of the Pope.
Since Smith lost to Su Li three years ago.
After Smith returned to the Holy See, he was summoned by the Pope, who asked Smith to sacrifice his soul and make a deal with Satan buried underground.
In the past three years, Smith has experienced inhuman torture from hell, and every full moon night, he has to sacrifice many evil spirits to Satan in order to gain more power.
The Smith of today is no longer the Smith of the past.
He is not only a Templar Knight of the Holy See, but also a reaper of resentful spirits in hell.
At that moment, a pair of bloody wings sprouted from Smith's body. Because they were split into two, both Smiths showed strange smiles.
They pulled out his spine from behind, and the bloody spine slowly began to squirm, wrapping around Smith like a snake.
Su Li looked gloomy as he looked at the strange scene in front of him.
"You are indeed not a good person."
Su Li said calmly.
"God of War, today is your day of death. You Dragon Kingdom people will always surrender at the feet of our Western world. If you kill you, I will kill Ma Bo. The Taoist treasures are all mine!"
The two Smiths spoke at the same time.
In an instant, the spines wrapped around their bodies rushed towards Su Li.
"Golden Flame!"
Su Li stretched out his hand to touch the storage bag, and then took out three Peiyuan Pills.
"Click..."
The three Peiyuan Pills were bitten into pieces at the same time, and the majestic spiritual power suddenly penetrated into Su Li's body, and streaks of golden flames appeared on Su Li's body.
The golden light spell has strong restraint on all evil spirits in the world.
Smith gave his soul to Satan, who is the messenger of hell, and the Golden Light Curse is completely unafraid of these evil heretics.
"Bang……"
Two bloody spines collided with the golden flames, and unexpectedly started to burn.
"ah!"
Heartbreaking shouts came from the mouths of the two Smiths, and their two pairs of eyes simultaneously focused on the flames on Su Li's body.
"Sure enough, you are the one who killed Wu Tongtian!"
"What the hell are you doing that can cause so much damage to my spine!"
Smith said, looking at Su Li in disbelief.
"All gods pay homage and serve the thunder."
"Ghosts and demons are frightened, and spirits have lost their form."
Su Li curled his lips and recited the formula of the Golden Light Mantra, a Taoist mantra that has supreme restraint properties against all evil spirits and heretics.
Western demon cultists like Smith will also be suppressed by Su Li.
"Thunder Method, Zhengyang Gang!"
Su Li took action again, and a thunderbolt flashed out instantly.
An electric arc formed in the air, and blue-purple light emerged, but as the golden flames on Su Li's body ignited, it turned into a bright golden color.
Dazzling, extremely bright.
Su Li was like the only true god in this space, releasing the soul-stirring power of thunder.
"Since you can clone yourself, I will destroy you all!"
The corners of Su Li's mouth curved into a cruel arc, and Smith was instantly covered by the thunder method.
"roar!"
A shrill roar came, which was Smith's painful wail as he was wrapped in Lefa.
Soon, countless holy lights emerged from his body. These so-called holy lights were the souls of the undead.
Under the papal throne in the West, countless corpses are buried.
That is the source of the Holy Light!
Smith is no exception. These holy lights are all resentful souls.
"Kill me..."
"Kill me!"
A Westerner's face emerged from the holy light, and then disappeared quietly, but then another human face emerged, which was painful but not bad.
Without exception, these resentful spirits roared in pain in Western languages.
Su Li narrowed his eyes, his golden eyelashes trembling.
Smith was able to achieve his current strength by devouring quite a few resentful spirits.
"In that case, I will satisfy you..."
Su Li said lightly, the thunder method in his hand was even more surging, the golden light was dazzling in an instant, and all the spiritual power was released instantly.
"Zizzi..."
The strong electric energy melted Smith and his clone in an instant, the light in the sky disappeared fleetingly, and everything seemed to be calm.
A speck of dust wandering in the sky proves Smith's past existence.
Su Li breathed a long sigh of relief, the spiritual power in his body was somewhat exhausted.
Templar Smith, die!
No matter how Smith planned or suffered, he is no longer the Smith he was three years ago.
Likewise, Su Li is no longer the Su Li he was three years ago.
He is the master of the Martial Arts Temple and a newly rising evildoer in the secular world of the Dragon Kingdom.
"Now, you are the only one left, Mabo."
Su Li turned around and looked at Ma Bo, who had already approached the green bull sculpture. At this moment, Su Li's eyes released a surging murderous intent.
"You escaped last time at Ye's house. This time, I will definitely kill you!"
Su Li flew over suddenly, and a Great Returning Pill and three Yuan-Building Pills flew out of the storage bag and entered Su Li's mouth instantly.
Su Li is the only one in the world who can eat elixirs like beans!
now.
Ma Bo had already climbed onto the green bull sculpture and walked slowly to the throne.
On the throne is a skeleton of white bones, sitting in a cross-legged posture.
There are countless beads scattered around the throne, and streams of colorful flowers emanate from these beads.
Seeing this scene, Ma Bo's eyes flashed with light.
"Relic!"
Ma Bo said in surprise.
"Hahaha! It took no effort to get it. No Taoist treasure is as good as the relic left by this Taoist senior. As long as I absorb the power in the relic, won't it be easy to reach the Nascent Soul realm?"
Ma Bo laughed wildly three times and immediately stretched out his hand to pick up the relics on the ground.
"call out……"
A sword light struck, and the Shangyang Spirit Sword stabbed Ma Bo fiercely. The latter reacted quickly and retreated immediately.
But he finally took a step too slow, and the mask on his face was broken open by the Shangyang Spirit Sword, revealing an extremely old face, with a red line appearing from the corner of his eyes to the root of his mouth.
The blood seeped out, making this old face even more terrifying.
"Su Li!"
Ma Bo roared angrily, releasing countless resentments in his eyes.
"Mr. Ma, why are you in such a hurry? Our accounts haven't been settled yet. Do you want to just walk away?"
Su Li's figure slowly floated over, with the light of the golden light spell floating on his body.
At this moment, Su Li was like a god.
"You little bastard, if you hadn't ruined my good deeds in the first place, how could I have ended up like this? I, a noble Confucian saint, have been forced to this point by you!"
"Don't worry, when I become a strong Nascent Soul, I will let you know what cruelty is!"