Yi Chen and his group received a call from Zhang before boarding the plane.

Zhang smiled bitterly from the other end of the phone: "Yi, I knew that every time I traded with you, I was always the one who was unlucky in the end."

Yi Chen shouted innocently: "Oh my God, my God, what's wrong with me? Is the information I gave inaccurate? Damn, have you seen the evidence? What do you want me to do? Hum? Have you got a hundred vampires to send to your boss? Damn, you are a person who doesn't know how to be grateful. Hum, I have friends like you, it's really my luck, right?"

Zhang roared in a low voice: "Damn, my boss and the others don't know the details at all. For your junior brothers, the people below are used as ordinary people with special talents. Damn, my buddies now use them because they didn't understand the details of Yi Yang and the others. They are writing a review, fuck... These buddies now say that I caused them to be reviewed and slaughtered my salary for a year. Who did I offend?... Who can find out your details like you monsters? Well? Now I'm infamous."

Yi Chen smiled sinisterly: "So, what about your bonus? Isn't there a bonus? Also, you were scolded by a few brothers, but you also have the credit? Well? You want to thank me the fuck."

Zhang Yao smiled: "Of course, the bonus is a little bit. This is also because of my genius mind. It has nothing to do with you, so you should stop thinking about me... Well, where are you going? I heard the sound of the plane taking off."

Yi Chen said lazily: "I? I'm going to go to the world's largest porn paradise to play. This is my first time going to Tokyo. By the way, I'll take revenge on the little bit of grudges I used to. It has nothing to do with what you are going to do. By the way, you'd better be able to hold up those damn crosses, otherwise we'll have trouble."

Zhang was silent for a long time: "Your words always make me confused. What are you doing in Tokyo? Also, what does those crosses that pretend to be gods have to do with you? Easy, don't ask me questions."

Yi Chen said relaxedly: "Okay, okay, it's what I said last time. Help my child Sakura earn back the territory he should inherit. There is nothing else. If you have stocks from a large Japanese company, I suggest you sell them all now, otherwise you will definitely go bankrupt... Zhang, don't give me any advice. I can no longer control this matter. A very huge force wants to get Japan, that's it."

Zhang took a breath: "When are you going to start?"

Yi Chen muttered: "Damn it, don't you know that British people are monitoring mobile phone signals at any time? I can't tell you the details, but because of friendship, I can tell you that the speed is very fast. If you or your superiors want to do something, it's best to move faster."

Zhang Fei quickly hung up the phone and ran towards his boss's office.

Yi Chen muttered and put away his phone: "What an ungrateful guy, don't you say a word for thanks? Damn, how did those guys from the 'Doethic Sect' enter the security department? Are they really using ecstasy? Strange, strange."

Phil walked over and whispered, "Boss, our special plane is ready. Are you boarding now?"

Yi Chen snapped his fingers and said, "Of course, why not? Notify the little babies we hired that they were too slow. So far, they have not achieved any brilliant results. Well, increase the bounty and kill a archbishop in the red. I offer a reward of three million US dollars. Do you understand? Let the wind be heard now." Phil nodded and waved to a subordinate. The leader of the thug who came to send the plane hurried over, bowed and listened to Phil's orders, and hurried out.

Michelle walked into the cabin with the tails of three red scorpions in the strange eyes of the stewardess, and immediately stood on the sofa and jumped up: "Jester, please put my bag quickly. I'm a little hungry. Get me some food... Chekov, you bastard, don't sit too close to me. How long has it been since you took a shower?" Durcula heard Michelle's scream, grabbed Chekov with one hand, lifted him up, and threw it heavily on a seat in the distance.

Chekov shouted aggrievedly: "God, who have I offended? Oh... Dear Denis, it's so wonderful that you are willing to sit beside me with your face."

Denis handed his black cat to Chekov with a cold face: "He is hungry, get some dried fish for it. Miss Michelle said, you men are just for chores. Hurry up, feed it before giving it to me."

And the seven Skye and the others were about to have a big fuss in the cabin. They were flexible in their steps and shuttled back and forth in the cabin. They almost opened the lifesaver door, so anxious that several flight attendants chased them and ran around: "Sir, this button cannot be moved... Oh my God, that is a life raft, it cannot be moved... God."

Yi Chen hugged Feili, looked at the mess in the first class cabin with great amusement, and chuckled and said, "What a wonderful beginning."

In the economy class downstairs, the two stewardesses looked at the hundreds of great dukes who were brushing in their hearts. They all had gray hair, neat black robes, old looks, and dark claws. They looked like a group of living ghosts. And the light emitted from their black eyes seemed to treat themselves as food... However, these great dukes did think so: "There are two young girls... It's a pity that they don't share enough."

In the cargo hold, dozens of large boxes contained thousands of marquises of blood clans and other high-ranking nobles. The new masters who followed Gulons and the others complained in extreme depression. The blood clans who had been following Durcula and Michelle had been moving their wings comfortably and exclaimed: "Ah, what a big box, and it's not like the smelly socks of that bastard Chekov. It's really perfect. This is heaven..."

The large Airbus took Yi Chen and a group of subordinates, Ying, and more than a thousand blood clan nobles to head towards Tokyo. In addition to the three-hour flight ahead, another passenger plane brought a group of killers and hundreds of blood clans as the pioneer troops. There are about five hours left, and the last group of blood clan masters will set off. They all have one goal, that is, the base camp of the Yamaguchi Group: Tokyo.

Guluns was so excited that he shivered all over and prayed in a low voice: "O great and omnipotent Satan, our Lord, our God, our souls in the dark world, your humble servant set out again... In order to form their first crusades, we sacrificed more than a thousand elites; in order to fight against the massacre of the dark forces by the Inquisition, we lost two thousand of the most loyal tribesmen... Now, our blood tribe has made great moves again. Great Satan, may your power bless us and let us open up our strongholds in the mysterious East. In order to let darkness cover the entire world, the descendants of our blood tribe will attack the entire race of light from generation to generation."

The four princes and Dracula, who had experienced the war of gods and demons in the Middle Ages, closed their eyes and prayed in a low voice.

Yi Chen secretly asked Dracula in confusion: "How many people are there in the blood clan now? There are nearly a thousand people in your grand duke. This strength is enough to destroy the Holy See. Although they have hundreds of monks, nearly a thousand grand dukes are enough to deal with them."

Dracula had a gloomy face: "You don't know how they slaughtered us in the war of gods and demons with two holy tools. A crown of thorns, a scarab, and Satan above. It is said that it is a powerful holy weapon with Christ's own power. How can we resist it? What's more, this world has too many restrictions on our blood clan. The sunlight will weaken our power, the faith of human beings will weaken our power, the Holy Light of the Holy Church is born to restrain our power, and an ordinary high-level deacon can cause heavy damage to our marquis-level people... For our blood clan, no matter how powerful we are, the people of the Holy Church are our natural enemies."

Yi Chen frowned: "But you didn't answer my question: How many people are there in the blood clan now?"

Dracula smiled: "After that war, we worked hard to develop our strength, you would never imagine how many people we have... As for the families controlled by our secret party, the families of the thirteen secret party leaders have nearly 150,000 direct tribes, most of whom are counts and above. Haha... And there are more than 300 small and medium-sized families controlled by our secret party. How many tribes do you think our blood clan has in this world? But..."

Jester was also attracted, and secretly came over and asked, "But what? Dracula."

Dracula gritted her teeth and said, "But, the Holy See has suppressed us tightly. Oh my God, they will never die, we will never have a day to stand out. That time in New York, Yi, you also saw that those people in China dared to fight against the 'Judicial of God', but our entire blood clan unit worked together, and they did not dare to fight against the 'Judicial of God' issued by the Pope... Damn, why? Why must the power of light suppress the power of darkness?"

Dracula clenched his fists tightly: "A prince should be able to easily deal with a cardinal archbishop, but fuck... In fact, the cardinal archbishop can cause serious damage to the prince because our physique cannot withstand the damage of the holy light at all. Except for the thirteen secret party leaders, no one dares to say that he can fight against the referee of the Inquisition... In terms of overall strength, we have been raising our energy for hundreds of years, which is enough to destroy the entire Holy See and occupy the entire Europe, but... fucking it, it is because of their innate restraint on us... Damn. Damn God, why did he formulate such a law?"

Krafez added: "Also, the issue of faith. If all people believe in God crazy, it will greatly suppress the power of our dark world. However, this is the happiest thing. In the past century, European people's belief in God has been weakened, and the power of the Holy See has also weakened a lot. Otherwise, we would not have time to develop so many descendants... Of course, over the past century, our blood clan has born countless elites."

Guluns muttered and glanced at the seven Skye and the others next to him: "It's so damn, there are seven such depraved garbage... But things can't be perfect."

Yi Chen smiled in his heart: "If the Holy See hadn't been restrained by the Holy See, you would have turned the whole of Europe into a pig farm long ago, right? Well? Hehe..."

On the surface, Yi Chen was still constantly persuading Dracula: "But it doesn't matter, Dracula, this is a war, the important thing is to use the mind, not the power... There was a very famous king in ancient China, whose force was the best in the world, but in the end he was defeated by a gangster, who also created a dynasty that lasted for hundreds of years. Look, mind, this is the most important thing. Also, you can't be greedy."

Guluns looked over curiously: "Can't you be greedy?"

Yi Chen nodded: "Yes, if the Holy See was not so greedy, they would still suppress you now, and you would not have a chance to make a comeback. But they were attracted by the territory of the East. They wanted to control the East spiritually, then they would provoke an enemy that they could not imagine. Hehe... I think the Holy See is driven back in a very embarrassing way this time. I promise that China will never be his God's territory."

Guluns nodded: "Yes, greedy, gaga, those idiots in the Holy See... Strange, Yi, are you warning us not to attack China? Well?! If the Chinese, um, monks, are they really as powerful as you said, we won't provoke them, we want to form an alliance with them. But, if they are really so powerful, why don't they set out to rule the whole world?"

Yi Chen whispered: "Who have you ever seen Chinese people often attack other countries and regions actively? Real Chinese people will not get angry until the last moment. Once they get angry, the whole China is a crazy killing machine. Hum, at least I have seen from the classics of my masters that those nations that opposed China more than a thousand years ago were all exterminated in the end? There was another dynasty that endured for a hundred years and finally chased the other party for three thousand miles, driving them from Asia to the Mediterranean coast... Hum."

Yi Chen said lightly: "Average Chinese people are like this, let alone those Chinese monks? They emphasize their own cultivation, allowing themselves to evolve continuously, and finally become god-like figures. This is a mysterious phenomenon that European philosophy cannot explain. I don't know how to explain it, but the Holy See must have misunderstood the enemy's power this time."

Kerfez blinked and muttered, "Well, I want to fight with the most powerful Chinese monks, Yi, who is he?"

Yi Chen stared at him and said softly, "My teacher, that is, my teacher's senior brother. The so-called senior brother is someone who has advanced to the sect than my teacher... If you cannot withstand the attack of the holy light, then you should not provoke him. My teacher, Tianxinzi, has his power that you cannot like. He can emit a more intense attack like the holy light, but you cannot bear it."

Kefais and the others took a long breath of air conditioning. They would not doubt Yi Chen's words, because in recent times, Yi Chen gave them the impression of an honest gentleman. Will gentlemen lie? Surely not. The minds of these blood clans are sometimes that simple. Of course, what would happen if hundreds of blood clan masters attacked Tian Xinzi at the same time?

Dracula asked Yi Chen seriously: "Yi, when I was in New York, I was still very good at talking to that old man in that empty sky. He said he was a parent of wuxingzong. This, he always discussed with me about a question about what "Tao". I don't understand. Can you tell us what "Tao" is? It seems that all the power of Chinese monks is obtained from "Tao". Anyway, I have been talking to us for so long."

Yi Chen smiled strangely and said with a sinister look: "Are you all interested in saying so?"

Guluns and the others nodded repeatedly, but that's not the case. A small "Ganling Curse" made them rejuvenate and saved them from the trouble of absorbing a lot of blood. They were curious.

Yi Chen coughed seriously, shook his head and said, "If you want to talk about the word "Tao"? It must start with a book. The name of the book is "Tao Te Ching". Well, his general meaning is..."

Gulons and the others stretched their ears and their eyes widened, and they looked at Yi Chen blankly. Listening to Yi Chen's divine blowing, the Taoist thoughts were complicated by 100,000 times, and the mysterious one million times. Krafez's tongue kept sucking, and his big head was bit by bit, and a kindergarten child was listening to stories.

Just as Yi Chen was advocating the thing about "Dao" on the plane, the second delegation of the Holy See also set off in a grand manner. What annoyed them was that on the way, they were subjected to suicide and crazy attacks by hundreds of gunmen, and the incident happened in the downtown area of ​​Rome. They could not take action to kill these gunmen, so they had to flee to the airport in a panic. Dozens of accompanying clergy were caught off guard and seriously injured and had to be sent to the hospital.

These killer groups are crazy. The mysterious employer actually increased the order by triple. Can they still kill without making a comeback? In their opinion, the heads of these clergy are no longer the heads, but a beautiful large check. After inquiring about the delegation of the Holy See that countless top killers were coming to Beijing with various means. Their targets were the clergy, but the Interpol and the Chinese security department were nervous. Why did these monsters and monsters all come to China?

The killers were also wronged. They were arrested by the Chinese police just as soon as they got off the plane. They knew that their identity was too bad and they could not explain anything. They could not shout loudly: "God, let us go for the sake of God. We are not here to make trouble in China, we are here to kill those priests to make money..." They are Vatican delegations. Can China allow them to be killed?

The Chinese side warmly welcomed the Vatican delegation. From the airport to the State Guesthouse, countless people welcomed each other along the way, which made the Cardinal in charge very embarrassed.

Since we have completely understood the origin of the monks, and through the consultation and communication between Zhang and Yi Yang, a group of disciples from the sects such as the "Tianxing Sect", "Dunjia Sect", and "Five Elements Sect" flocked down the mountain, mixed in the crowds of people in the road, and enthusiastically looked at these "cultivists" from the Western sects. In the camp of the "Tianxing Sect", only the sect leader of the "Xiaoyao Sect" was lamenting: "I have too few disciples and disciples, and I really can't pull out my hands to play with them."

Tian Xinzi chuckled and asked him: "Why didn't the sect leader recruit more sects? With the strength of the sect leader, you can achieve success by raising your hand."

The Master Xiaoyao refused: "It's too tiring, I don't have that idle heart... I'm a disciple, I'm not expensive, but seven or eight disciples like Yichenzi are enough. The disciples of Fatian Lao Zamao, one thousand of them are just useless, hum."

The upright monks in Middle Earth had already vaguely felt the differences between the "Daode Sect" and the "Tianxing Sect", and they roughly knew the cause and effect. Therefore, the hundreds of upright schools were completely divided, and about 30 portals were targeted at the leaders of the "Daode Sect", while the other more than 60 portals were firmly standing in the "Tianxing Sect" because of their friendship with Tian Xianzi and others. Both sides were preparing in great detail, preparing to hit the people of the Holy See.

In addition to the "Morality of Morality" and the gathering of wise men in the mountain gates of the "Tianxing Sect", the important areas of the other sects were all closed. The important classics in the sect were deeply added with countless layers of prohibitions and locked in the secret cave. All the magic weapons, etc. were distributed to the disciples, ready to let their sects show their faces.

As for the monks in Buddhism, although they were extremely unwilling to conflict with the people in the Holy See, they could not remain indifferent when they came to the door. So, the Buddha light of the Golden Top of Emei always appeared, and the entire Emei Mountain temple was suddenly shrouded in the singing of countless monks. Waves of old monks, little monks, and monks, walking barefoots to Emei Mountain with barefoots.

How could these monks know that their unintentional actions made the old Taoist Fatian of the "Daode Sect" almost burst into anger. The gate of the "Tianxing Sect" is located in the back mountain of Emei. These monks gathered in the temples of Mount Emei, and seemed to be a bit suspicious of flattering the "Tianxing Sect". The old Taoists of the "Daode Sect" were so angry that their pure hearts were churning up and down.

Compared with the decent cultivators who were divided into three gathering points, the evil cultivators in the Middle Earth, the alien cultivators were demons and monsters gathered together, and used their supreme magic power to expand the "Nine Nether Underground Palace" in Beim Mountain by ten times. Countless demons gathered together to recommend the Ghost King as the leader, the Demon King and the Witch King as the deputy leader, forming the "Demon Sect" that will confront the three major forces of the decent cultivators in the future. It is precisely because of this alliance that the alien cultivators in the Middle Earth will save a lot of danger in the future. The Ghost King directly spoke, if the decent cultivators slaughtered them wantonly without harming the law of the alien cultivators, the entire "Demon Sect" would immediately come to his mountain gate.

As soon as the words of the "Demon Sect" were spoken, countless living creatures were found. The decent monks like Taoist Feilong who used the beast spirits that were not powerful all day long, suddenly lost their might. No matter how brave they were, they would not dare to risk their masters to fight against the entire evil monks.

The Pope never thought that his ambitious Eastern Expedition Plan completely integrated the monks in the Middle Earth, forming four major forces: Demon, Buddha, "moral" and "tianxing", and gradually integrated and evolved, and finally became four unified sects.

Just two hours after the Vatican delegation entered the State Guesthouse, the Holy See's army set out. Headed by the Pope, twelve semi-sacred knights protected the troops, commanding the three thousand soldiers of the Pope's guard regiment, there were eleven cardinal archbishops, more than 500 bishops, two thousand senior priests, nearly five thousand priests, and nearly five thousand priests, followed by the referee were six vice referees, more than 500 referees, two thousand chapel-level deacons, three thousand and five hundred senior deacons, and countless middle, there were countless ascetics led by Troy to help. The essence of the Holy See was revealed, and the murderous group broke through the air and rushed towards the inland China at an altitude of more than 10,000 meters.

The consequence of the Holy See's massive move was that the clergy in Europe, North and South America and other areas were almost all drawn, and countless newborn baptisms, mass of dead people, confession of sinners and other work were no longer available. The lower-level clergy in the church left behind were all dryly said: "——The priest is sick, I'm sorry."

The intelligence personnel who were still outside of China sent this abnormal movement back to the country as gossip news and made their own judgment: "Maybe the Holy See has recruited all clergy to pray together in order to reach diplomatic relations with China and ask God for blessing?"

Zhang and the others twitched heavily. After scolding the guy who sent the report, they knew that the other party was coming. Those who had doubts in their hearts immediately admitted Zhang's information, had military power, and the commanders of the military region in their jurisdiction in hot spots such as Beim Mountain and other hot areas jumped up in excitement, rubbed their hands and prepared to chop people.

Zhang and several colleagues urgently interrogated several killers. After learning about their target, they simply released them. This is also a special policy during the special period. Zhang even supported them with some powerful weapons.

The pope wore the head not the octagonal moray-shaped crown that people are familiar with, but an old, dark head ring made of blood-stained thorns. The thorn of the head ring pierced the pope's scalp and pierced into his skin, causing a slight pain, but the pope only felt the infinite power contained in the head ring, and how could he care about this little bit of pain? He is now devoted to preaching the doctrine of God and making those pagans the people of God.

They passed through several countries in the Middle East. Along the way, they destroyed several civil aviation aircraft that unfortunately saw them. The Pope whispered: "O God, for your glory, please forgive our sins." Of course, the Pope did not take this casualty to heart. In the Middle Ages, in order to preserve a "geocentric theory", they killed many people, and never saw them confess... The entire Holy See, at some point, was a fierce mobile phone. Under the name of God's justice, they could do extremely barbaric things to destroy human civilization.

Just like their purpose of going to China, they didn't think about it. Most of the mountain gates of the monks in Middle-earth were in densely populated areas. How much casualties would happen if something like that in New York happened? Of course, many Chinese people are not believers of God. In the eyes of the Pope, this is irrelevant. God will not blame them for killing tens of millions of pagans.

When passing Tibet, the Pope suddenly became interested and ordered the Holy See's army to stop. He took Philot and a dozen pointed guys to the ground and walked slowly towards the Potala Palace. The Pope whispered: "Well, I have studied the history of China for a while. Is this Potala Palace still very interesting."

Today, there seems to be a strange thing about the Potala Palace. The square in front of the Potala Palace is full of lamas, holding prayer drums and rosary like stone carvings and wood. What's more, a few people folded into a strange posture of reclining Buddha, holding divine beads, bells, demon-subduing pestles and other magical instruments in their hands, and closed their eyes and meditating under the strong sunlight. What's even more strange is that in such a large square, there are no tourists or local people.

The pope frowned and whispered, "Didn't we send spies here?"

The sweat on Philot's forehead immediately came down: "Your Majesty, this...we don't know..."

The Pope took a step forward, just as he stepped into the boundaries of the square, an indescribable Buddha power roared at the Potala Palace as a launcher. The Pope immediately responded: "Even if I can fight against this force with the power of the thorn head ring, my body will turn into pieces." He immediately withdrew his steps and took a few steps back in panic. The Sanskrit singing sounds in the Potala Palace, and the eyes of nearly ten thousand lamas in the square opened, and their eyes flashed coldly, and they recited the scriptures almost gritted their teeth.

Many of these lamas have insignificant power, just disciples who have just started their studies, but with the help of the spiritual power gathered by the Potala Palace over the past thousand years and the mental power condensed by countless believers, they have tremendous power that makes the Pope frightened.

A powerful force of thought rushed into the Pope and the others' minds. A huge black Buddha statue was covered with black flames, thundering out loud. Countless arms danced wildly, making a roar like thunder: "Get out, get out, get out. Get out of our territory. We don't participate in your affairs. Don't bother us. Get out, get out." The voice directly penetrated into the depths of the Pope and the others' spirit, so although I didn't understand Tibetan, the Pope and the others still understood his meaning.

The Pope and the others did not have such powerful spiritual power. They were dizzy and trembled, and they stepped back more than ten steps. The Pope was furious and was about to recite the prayer, mobilizing all the power they had, and then let the Holy See army rushed down and completely destroyed the Potala Palace. The entire city of Lhasa was suddenly shrouded in a burst of "rumbling" bells. With the Potala Palace as the center, the other temples emitted loud bells. To ordinary people, it was just those lamas doing their homework again, but in the Pope and the others' eyes, golden Buddha lights were surging everywhere, and a huge evil aura was covering them.

The pope was shocked and had lost the opportunity. If he had launched it reluctantly now, he would probably be the first to be beaten into a meat pie by the combined attack of more than 10,000 people. He roared angrily: "Go." He took Philot and the others to escape in a panic.

Standing on the clouds, Philot asked a little scaredly: "Your Majesty, we are..."

The Pope said in a deep voice: "Let me go here, we will kill those people in the inland China first, and then deal with these strange guys... I was wrong. I never expected that there would be such a strange force in an uncivilized place in Tibet. Humph, their power is not entirely theirs. The Potala Palace has played a big role, and I have a way to deal with them."

Seeing the Pope speak, Philot waved repeatedly, and the Holy See's army continued to advance eastward.

A dozen black horses suddenly ran into the clouds ahead, and a dozen knights covered in black smoke looked at the Pope and the others with dull eyes. Philot raised his hand and slashed out a holy light, and these knights turned their horses heads lightly and turned around and ran. The Pope frowned: "Strange, strange, what are these people doing? They are full of evil power, but why do they run away when they see us?"

The Holy See continued to advance, but every time it advanced more than ten miles, there were a number of strange figures with strange shapes exposed in front of them and turned around and left. Moreover, these people were extremely fast and the people in the Holy See could not catch up with them. How could they understand that according to the habit of the Ghost King, before the war, they always sent small vanguard troops to surveillance?

The fun thing is that in the mountains below, several lidar positions have found thin small dots in the air, and a colonel reported to the top: "The target has been discovered, please indicate whether to open fire now." In the dark cave, the powerful air defense missiles have risen, and the warheads of those prefabricated explosions can ensure that a pope who is not prepared can be fried into dumpling stuffing.

The order answered was: "Don't worry, we don't have to do it first, wait for them to go back. As mentioned above, our people can deal with them."

Several small soldiers who were busy on the control platform were excitedly winking at each other, feeling so happy. The first missile they fired was to deal with those legendary characters. Can you be happy?
To be continued...