A blue soul met the Pope and the others and started to yell. The Pope frowned and signaled a archbishop in the cardinal to come forward to answer. The archbishop was proficient in the language of more than a dozen countries. The soul pointed and shouted: "Damn it, our king knew that your turtle son is coming. The king said, "Your leader will take your people away for me. We have prepared a battlefield to save time from alarming the people... If you don't dare to come, you are bastards raised by bitch."

The Archbishop in the Cardinal's nose was crooked. Who dared to speak to him like this? He didn't dare to translate these words.

The dead soul shouted proudly: "All of us have already gone to that battlefield. You can't find us when you go to our nest. Hehe, your spies are all idiots, and we have all brought them to drink. They are delicious. You are the ones who come to your ancestors. You dare to cause trouble for us. The king said that you will make all your heads into wine glasses, and then your heads will be made into urinals."

The Archbishop of the Cardinal said to the Pope carefully: "Your Majesty, they already know that we are here. They have prepared a battlefield and invited us to go over and fight them. All this is still up to your will. What do you think?"

The pope said quietly, "Oh? Did he just say that?"

The sweat on the forehead of the Cardinal Archbishop, he stammered: "Your Majesty, he said a lot of bad things, but I really don't dare to say it to you."

The Dead Soul proudly pointed at the Pope and shouted: "Do you foreigners think we are all idiots? Do you still know what you are going to find out about us? Just come, we promise to kill you without leaving any armor." The Dead Soul was cursing happily, and greeted him in a series of swear words.

The Pope said in a deep voice: "Well, are they still a little chivalrous? Very good, very good. If they want to fight us upright, we will fight with us upright. The power of our Holy See is enough to destroy them. Humph, Mr. Troy, thank you for your hard work this time." Troy nodded silently and sighed in his heart. He had just felt the huge and fearful power of the Potala Palace. This is true for a Tibet, let alone the entire Middle Earth? Why should the Holy See provoke such a powerful enemy, especially when the Dark Controversy Group was still ready to move.

The pope raised his hand: "God's servants, this will be our most glorious stop. If we succeed, we will become great men who will open up a new era. Do you understand? If we can destroy the monks in China, we can take their place and let the glory of God rule the world... God is watching us in heaven, God is omnipotent."

The clergy shouted in unison: "God is omnipotent." The bright eyes stared at the blue dead soul, waiting for him to lead the way to the battlefield.

The dead soul suddenly shouted and cursed in Italian that was extremely fluent: "Fuck your ancestors' women of thirty-nine generations, they obviously invaded our territory, and they still have to say some high-sounding big words. Damn, we also have slogans, we are 'demonized the world', and we demons and monsters are trying to turn your entire Western world into hell. If we win this time, our king said that the first thing is to completely destroy your holy See and kill all your God's believers. I believe you will never go to heaven, for you group of real sinners."

The dead soul gestured a middle finger and said gloomyly: "Don't wonder why I said your devils. I had three doctoral titles before I died. I realized that the more high-sounding people in this world, the more hypocritical, sinister, vicious, and shameless. According to the words of some non-human creatures, once we destroy the main force of your Holy See, we will 'enter' the Western world and let you unify us..."

A shrill roar rolled in with dark clouds all over the sky, and the dead suddenly stopped and said sneered: "His Majesty the Pope, praise God, please come with me. Compared to your Western mythological system, I would rather believe in Satan. I believe that there should be theirs in reality, right? Since I can accept that I have become a dead soul, then I can also accept the existence of Satan. Satan is much more wise than God, at least he is not hypocritical."

A blue light threw a slew of blue light towards the southwest territory, and the Pope and the others rushed over angrily. Philot told Galanti: "The first one is to kill that damn ghost. He dares to laugh at us, hum."

The pope army followed the dead souls to the sky above the Hengduan Mountains with murderous aura. It was deserted here, with vast mountains below, and deep gorges everywhere. It was indeed a place suitable for war on great destructive power. The dead soul who led the way flashed and suddenly disappeared into the air. The Holy See slowly, floating in the air more than 500 meters above the ground. The pope suddenly spoke in Chinese: "Since we are invited to fight, why don't you come forward? Are you all cowards?" The huge sound shook the hills that were more than ten miles away and trembled slightly, and the streams below were trembling.

A lazy voice came: "Damn, who disturbed my good dream? Well, is it according to your rules or ours?"

The Pope smiled: "This is your territory, of course, according to your rules, but where are you?"

A ball of white clouds scattered across the waist of a mountain suddenly scattered. More than a hundred strangely dressed in armor, wearing armor, and didn't look like humans rushed over stepping on the gray clouds. The guy who led the lead roared: "Then, according to our Chinese rules, who will fight alone with me first? I am Qing Lingzi, the guardian general under the Throne of Ten Thousand Years of Demons. He is a sinister dragon in the Ten Thousand-Five-Fall River in Wu Gorge. Who dares to fight with me?" The Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand shook, and excitedly blew his two golden long beards, and rushed up stepping on the clouds.

A sudden feeling surged in the pope's heart, as if time had flew away, and he had returned to the oldest era of cold weapons. However, when the heroic spirit in his heart rushed, he also shouted: "Okay, my subordinates will naturally have people who will fight against you. Who will kill him first..." The pope whispered gloomyly: "In the first stage, you are not allowed to lose. Who are you going?"

The leader of the Pope's escort responded and fell to his knees before the Pope and prayed in a low voice: "Father in heaven, please give the most powerful blessings to your warriors." The Pope's hand stroked his helmet, and said in a holy face: "The Father will bless you, wish you success, Paul, my child."

Qing Lingzi was already screaming impatiently: "Fuck it, it's a mule or a horse to take a walk. What are you doing? The little girls are timid, so go back to have a breastfeeding, don't waste the time of the old men... Hahahahaha." More than a hundred demons behind him shouted excitedly, and dirty words poured out.

Paul raised the sword in his hand and landed on a river beach below, roaring: "Comeon." He knew that his float was at the cost of wasting the holy power in his body. He did not want to waste any little power during the battle. These weirdos from the East seemed to fly by magic, and they were very wasteful, so it was still worthwhile to stand on the ground to fight.

Philot whispered to the Pope: "Your Majesty, it seems wrong. These guys are different from the people we met in the East China Sea last time. They have two kinds of auras."

The Pope nodded slightly and signaled that he had noticed it, but what's the matter? These guys were full of evil spirits and were eaten by the holy power. They first won a few games alone to increase their morale, and then destroyed them in one fell swoop, and then went to find other monks to fight against each other. The strange thing is, what is this guy saying about his original body? What is that thing? The Pope touched the ring on his head, and felt very calm... Unfortunately, the Scarlet Beetle disappeared, otherwise, hum.

Qing Lingzi let out a long roar: "Okay, I won't bully you, I'll fight you in a foot." His long halberd was raised, and the sky was filled with light, and he rushed down like an eagle. The small river below suddenly flooded in the small river below, and hundreds of white water flows of more than a foot thick rushed up, mixed with the sharp wind blade of the long halberd toward Paul-

In Tokyo, Yi Chen and the others got off the plane, and the group walked to the airport hall with great striking attention. It was difficult for them not to attract attention. The hundreds of great dukes were really eye-catching, especially the cold murderous aura emitted from their bodies made all passengers tremble, and no one dared to underestimate them.

Ying looked at her compatriots around her coldly and said lightly: "Yi, where do we start?"

Yi Chen smiled secretly: "Oh, don't worry, we need to find a place to stay first. I think the people sent in front will arrange for us. As for the action plan, we will naturally come to their hall directly. As long as we eliminate all the strength of Tokyo's Juhua, are we still afraid that the rest of them will not come to reinforce? We will kill as much as we come, but we don't have to worry. It's not too late to wait until the people behind us come together."

Chekov almost drooled: "Yes, yes, boss, Tokyo is fun. Damn, if you just come here to cut people instead of having a good time, I'm really sorry for us. This, there are so many beauties over Shibuya..."

Philey looked at Chekov with cold eyes. Chekov seemed to be pouring a bucket of ice water directly from his head, trembling all over, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

Yi Chen took the lead and walked out of the hall with her arms around Fei Li. The four princes followed Yi Chen out curiously, and discussed in a low voice: "This plane is still not good. It flies too slowly. Well, but those stewardesses are still very good. They look so clean and clean, and they must be delicious." Their eyes wandered around, and when they looked at the crowd around them, they seemed to see piles of pigs and sheep, with excitement on their faces.

"We can develop millions of capable descendants here," Guluns said.

Kefais nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, so many people, and they are lonely overseas, we can make the people of the Holy See have no chance to intervene..."

Yi Chen heard the conversation of several old ghosts and couldn't help but laugh, greet Ying, and whispered: "Ying, you may need to do something at that time."

Sakura blinked curiously and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yi Chen said with a strange expression: "At that time, maybe you need to talk to the Japanese government and have a good talk, so that they can ban people from the Holy See from Japan to preach. I know that most Japanese believe in Shintoism, but if the Japanese government issues a statement that the missionaries of the Holy See strictly prohibit them from entering Japan, otherwise they will be arrested on the charge of thought. Is this okay? At most, at most other countries say that Japan has begun to close its country again, and there is no harm."

Sakura thought for a while, nodded gently and said, "You are justified. At that time, people from the Holy See cannot be allowed to enter Japan. Otherwise, once they discover that the blood clan has a stronghold in Japan, they will definitely endanger me."

The airport prepared several luxury bars to send them, and a dozen thugs sent by Yi Chen in advance had already greeted them at the airport gate under the leadership of Chali. They had purchased a manor that covers a large area, which was in the city of Tokyo, covering a large area and is enough to accommodate thousands of people to live. Of course, many people are inevitably required to stay in the open air, but they are already used to it, aren’t they?

Yi Chen asked lazyly: "Dayuanzi in downtown Tokyo? Are they unwilling to sell it?"

Chali sneered and said, "Boss, don't worry, we kidnapped his parents, children, and wife. This guy is a timid businessman and sold him to us for a very small amount of money. The procedures are complete and legal, without any sequelae."

Yi Chen shrugged: "Oh? But I'm worried that he will go to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to accuse us."

Chali made a move to cut his neck and whispered: "I'm very sorry, boss, our old homeowner's family went out for a trip, but the car crashed. What happened just yesterday, none of their family survived. It's so miserable... Boss, you're not afraid to live in a haunted house, right?"

Yi Chen smiled and said, "I'm afraid of ghosts? Just kidding." Yi Chen was funny. The Taoist priests of the Maoshan Sect are the most famous ghost-catching masters. Although Yi Chen's "Tianxing Sect"'s Taoist Techniques are not specifically targeted at ghosts, they are still very useful for these things. Especially since he has reached the state where he is about to break through to the previous stage of "Star Gathering". Will he be afraid of a few ghosts?

Yi Chen and the others got into the car and asked Cary: "Is there any trouble? No one noticed you, right?"

Chali nodded and said, "No big problem. Several brothers had a conflict with Japanese gangsters. They were blackmailed when they were looking for women, so they killed several gangsters. As for the others, they were all arranged in the hotel near our house in the name of tourists, and they got all the weapons. So far, the Yamaguchi group has not noticed us."

Sakura smiled and said, "Tokyo has a large population, and it is impossible for Yamaguchi Group to notice us. Well, it's spring now, we can also enjoy the cherry blossoms... When I was young, when I was in Mount Fuji, I kept thinking that it would be a very beautiful thing to cut off Yamaguchi Ki's head among the flying cherry blossoms."

Yi Chen rolled his eyes and laughed a few times. Sakura's hatred for Yamaguchi Ki is really not very deep.

Dracula gently stroked his smooth face as if he was a young man, and giggled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I will kill him for you. Isn't it just killing a human? Humph."

Sakura smiled faintly: "No, I want to deal with him with my own hands... Since I have made up my mind to kill him, he is my father after all, and I will kill him personally, so I can be worthy of his identity. There is no need for the Yamaguchi family to exist anymore. Why not let me replace him and become the founder of the "Demon" family."

Kephis's eyes flashed fiercely, and he slapped Sakura's shoulder hard, and said in a deep voice: "Good boy, have backbone, haha... Devil, Devil, Devil, we are all devils, we are all believers of the great god Satan, hahahahaha, let the power of our devil dominate this world."

The vampires in the entire carriage shouted wildly, and it was true that there were a group of demons dancing. Several great dukes took the lead and even sang eccentric songs of their sacrifices to Satan in the dark rituals. The ancient tunes spread far away. These blood clans were suppressed by the Holy See for hundreds of years in Europe. If they had the opportunity to leave the sphere of influence of the Holy See and reach a region that was powerless to resist them, their natural viciousness and crazy instinct broke through their elegant masks and were suddenly exposed.

Yi Chen looked at all this funnyly and murmured in a low voice: "Make it, make it happen, it will not cost me anyway, and I will always benefit you in the end, right? Ah, do I need to let you practice the 'Star Art' I adapted? In this way, your life and death will be under my control. No... there is no need yet. When your strength is enough to threaten me, I will give you a big gift."

"Friends are used to trust life and death, but you are not my friends, you are just my partners."

The Daba convoy was slowly driving on the streets of Tokyo, and the singing of the arrogant grand dukes also attracted the attention of countless interested people. Several younger brothers who were sending tissues on the street were staring at the strange convoy. Suddenly, Sakura, wearing a crimson samurai suit, flashed by. Several younger brothers looked at each other and ran away. Sakura was already positioned as a traitor inside Juhua. The organization outside Juhua had sent his photos to all members. These lowest and outermost gangsters naturally had seen Sakura's description. Where could there be anyone who would not hurry up and seek credit?

Half an hour later, Yi Chen and the others settled in the house. Looking at the sluggish marquis of the blood clan running out of the big box, Yi Chen and Ying felt weak and paid for them to "rent" many "free" houses nearby, giving them a place to rest in human form. These marquis were moved, looking at Yi Chen and Ying with tears in their eyes, as if these two guys were as cute as angels... Wrong, they were as cute as a devil. And Michelle and Durcula were simply as hateful as an angel, because Michelle was shouting again: "It would be better to give me a house than to pay so much money to live in. It's really a waste..." And Durcula was nodding wildly. Can these marquis not complain?

Michelle watched the large bills flow out, sighed, pulled Feli, Denis, and Sally, followed by more than a dozen dukes, and went out to the streets with a swagger. Wherever women go, shopping is always the most important thing, let alone a corrupt and depraved paradise like Tokyo, Japan?

Yamaguchi Group was mobilized, and Yamaguchi Ki had received a report saying that Sakura came to Tokyo with a large number of strange people. Can he not be nervous? He knew the temper of his illegitimate child, which was like a cup of the gentlest spring water, but the water was mixed with the strongest poison. He abandoned him without hesitation, which was enough to bring him to take the most tragic revenge... Besides, he had no feelings for him all the time?

Yamaguchi Ki was nervously thinking about whom Sakura could find to help him. The first character must be Yi Chen. After Yamaguchi Ki confirmed that Yi Chen's power would help Sakura, he thought richly that the Italian family might join in. After all, he also knew some news that Yi Chen and the Ancheti family were allies. Since he was sure that two powerful forces came to invade, Yamaguchi Ki's countermeasures came out.

Yamaguchi Ki sneered: "Sakura, don't you know that those ordinary gunmen cannot fight against our samurai... But since Sakura can kill the masters of the War Soul Valley, did he completely exert the power of the 'Demon Armor' and 'Killing Moon'? How could that be? It's absolutely impossible, hum, that's something that no one Oda Nobunaga can achieve... Hum, he must have wanted to take revenge and go crazy."

"However, I seem to have something wrong. After all, I am my son. I should have supported him a little at that time. I can't blame him completely for the Austrian affairs. However, those elders actually attacked me at the same time. In order to hold the position of the leader of the four major families, they had to sacrifice Sakura... What's wrong with this? He is my son, he is my property, and he should forgive me."

Yamaguchi Ki had a calm face, and a trace of apologies in his heart immediately disappeared. He issued a loud call: "Come, come."

Four bald heads in expensive suits knelt on the ground and pushed open the Muge door, then bent over and walked in with their knees. One of them asked respectfully: "Team leader, what are you asking?"

Yamaguchi said in a deep voice: "Call up brothers and find out where the traitor Sakura is, find their place, and then monitor them and figure out how many people they have. Well... I'll recruit the other three parents of the four major families. I want to discuss with them, and they say that Sakura came to Tokyo with a force that cannot be despised and wanted to discuss how to eradicate his power."

Yamaguchi Ki sneered and watched the four subordinates crawl out, and smiled sinisterly: "Well, you three old guys, it was the first one you attacked me at the last conference. Humph, let your people learn about the power of "Demon Armor" and "Killing Yue". When your strength is almost lost, let me see how my Lin family dealt with you. Bah... I dare to disrespect me."

Phil stood at the gate of the house, looking at the group of strange people coming and going with a calm expression. There were also a few boys with yellow hair playing football in the open space at the door, but their eyes were always unconsciously looking at this side. Phil signaled, and more than a dozen black men rushed up immediately, beating the boys who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, and shouting: "Damn it, this is a private territory. Why are you playing football at our door? It has disturbed our boss's rest. Can you bear it?"

Several boys came to "surveillance" so that they had no time to argue, so they spit blood on the ground. The black men simply carried their hands and feet and put them on the ground for hundreds of meters away. This trick really worked. This road, which was originally sparsely crowded, immediately returned to its former tranquility.

Jester sat on the top of the big tree inside the door and muttered: "Idiot? This is the end of the road, there are only two yards, and they are still sending people to investigate, idiot...hum."

Yi Chen's voice suddenly rang behind him: "Don't forget, if the Yamaguchi Group's power in Tokyo is ordinary people, even if they come to make trouble, who dares to offend them? Jester, don't stroll around, prepare for it, we will go to a fun place tonight."

Jester looked at Yi Chen with questions all over his eyes. Yi Chen twisted his three fingers and said excitedly: "Well, men always like gambling, especially these blood tycoons this time, you have seen it. They are simply gambling monsters. When we are in the field, we play cards all day long... This, Sakura said that Yamaguchi Group has a large casino in Tokyo. Well, let's get some pocket money and smash the field. Isn't that reasonable?"
Chapter completed!