When Qing Lingzi swung his halberd down, a water column as thick as ten feet rushed up directly from the ditch and enveloped his body. The green chain-ring scale armor on his body made a slight collision sound, and his whole body seemed to have returned to its original form. A white water dragon swayed in the air, mixed with a roar and smashed Paul on his head. Paul roared wildly, and his sword stabbed the green figure in the water column straight, regardless of the countless halberd lights and water columns around him.

Qing Lingzi exclaimed: "What a smart boy." He had already seen that Paul's speed and his changes would definitely not keep up with him, so this foreign yellow-haired boy actually wanted to use one blow to both sides with him, but he was an elf who had been practicing for tens of thousands of years. How could he tie with such a weak human?

The surrounding water column and the halberd light suddenly changed, mixed with thousands of lightning lights gathered towards Paul. The long halberd on Qing Lingzi's hand flew out of his hand, and a green light of more than a hundred feet long and about a foot thick hit Paul's head. This guy was also cruel enough. With the weight of his halberd, if this blow hits, Paul's head would immediately blow up like a rotten watermelon.

Paul let out a long roar, and a dazzling white light shot out from his body. The lightning around him shattered, causing the white light on his body to float. The bronze armor was torn out of countless holes. Thousands of lightning exploded in an instant. Paul, whose mouth had already overflowed with blood, roared and gathered all the holy power in his body on the sword in his hand, and slashed at the Fangtian Painting Hydro from the rainbow. With a loud "boom", Paul couldn't bear the huge force like the pressure of the long halberd on Mount Tai, and he knelt on the ground. While his knees touched the ground, a circle of green ripples spread rapidly from the touching point of his knees to the surroundings. Sand and stones flew across, the water flowing in the ditch splashed, and the entire battle group was filled with smoke and light flashed.

Paul spurted out blood, and looked at the green rainbow in despair and turned around and rushed towards him. He murmured to himself: "God, they are all monsters. Sorry, Your Majesty, I have tried my best... His power is too strong, that is not a power that humans can have."

Countless people from the Holy See exclaimed. In the sand, stones and dust, the blue light rainbow had not yet pounced on Paul. A huge blue four-legged python suddenly appeared from the light mist. The thick and long tail like a sharp axe sucked heavily on Paul's body. Paul's upper body immediately flew across the flesh and blood, and his whole body flew out. The front paws of the big snake, the four huge claws that were about mitten, were grabbed at Paul with one claw. Paul's predecessor was almost completely torn apart. Then the big snake opened its strange big mouth, and a blue light spurted out, covering Paul's body. The whole body sucked in, and then chewed it in big mouth.

Qing Lingzi's primordial body slowly revealed. It was a four-clawed green dragon with a hundred meters long, with a golden lamp, describing a strong man with a strong body, surrounded by fairy aura, and clouds and mists rose under the four claws. It was already a powerful creature with half a foot stepped into the fairy world, no longer the ignorant monster who swallowed fish under the water of Wu Gorge tens of years ago.

Qing Lingzi chewed a few bites hard, suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out the ball of meat sauce. Then he sucked a water column into his mouth and washed it hard, cursing at the Pope: "Damn, you are not boys anymore, why are you practicing real things? Why don't you ask for a way? Why don't you go home and buy a few wives and take a son with them."

The hundreds of elves behind him slapped their hands and laughed wildly: "Qing Lingzi, you are still greedy, but this time I eat poisonous things, didn't you? Ah Gaga Gagaga Gagagaga."

The pope was so angry. Is his guards so vulnerable? It was so disgusting. He was so angry that he was trembling all over. He was about to send a senior clergy to find the place. A guy in his thirties who was carrying a tattered sword in his hand and his bronze armor was a little untidy. He looked a little depressed and walked out, knelt in front of the pope, and prayed in a low voice: "My emperor, please bless your most loyal guard. For the glory of God, please let me punish these traitors."

The pope was stunned for a moment and stroked his hand on his head: "God will bless you, my child... God is watching you. Do you have the ability to defeat him?" The pope said embarrassedly: "Who are you? I know all the soldiers of the Guards. Since you can fly to China, your strength should be good, but... who are you?" The pope was unwilling to let someone go out to die, but they all took the initiative to ask for war. In terms of theory and etiquette, he could not be allowed to retreat.

The soldier bowed respectfully, then carried his long sword and slowly walked towards Qing Lingzi, who had recovered from his human form. Qing Lingzi roared wildly: "Wow, another one is here to die. Brothers, see that I have killed him, let the rest be for you to play with, hahahahahaha, before we officially fight to the death, we also want to have fun, right?" The monsters roared wildly again, and all kinds of strange sounds were made.

The Pope looked at the soldier standing calmly in front of Qing Lingzi, and couldn't help but turn his doubts to the private secretary responsible for the formation of his Guards, a bishop with great authority in the Holy See. The guy looked at the Pope awkwardly and whispered: "Your Majesty, this guy is named John, he is very strong, but he is really unreliable, so he has always been responsible for the daily post office work in the Vatican. He stands at the Vatican gate every day, and you probably have never seen it." The Pope nodded gently, and had a foundation in his heart.

John's sword swing made the Pope and others feel terrified. This is not just a good strength? A sword energy broke through the air within a radius of 100 meters. The sharp aura stirred the surrounding grass, sand and stones, and countless pieces flew out to all directions. The powerful holy power continued to emerge from John. You could vaguely see a layer of smooth light shrouded on the bronze armor on his body. It was the outward movement of the holy power, almost reaching the unique effect of condensed matter.

The pope grabbed his private secretary with one hand and whispered in a low voice: "You...you...you...you...this is called good strength? You ask such a person to guard the Vatican gate? You...you deserve to die." His secretary's face was scared. Oh my God, how could this lazy John, who was bullied by his colleagues all day long, have such powerful power?

Galanti stood beside him and said lightly: "God, he is approaching me, no, no, no, your Majesty, his power has even surpassed me, how is this possible? I am the vice referee of the Holy See, he is a guardian with the lowest status guard who guards the Vatican gate. Could it be that I was wrong?"

The Pope's fingers were pressing hard, and a slight crackling sound immediately appeared on the shoulder bones of the secretary. In his extremely begging eyes, the Pope let go of his hand with a pale face. The people in the courtroom were all full of spirits. From Philot, everyone looked at the unlucky secretary with gloating. The faces of the Lord's Clothing Master were ugly, and they glared at Galanti in anger. They were all colleagues, so why bother to take advantage of the situation? But how could these Lord's Clothing Master know that Galanti had a missing part on her body, but there was one more problem in her heart, that was, she was extremely vicious and insidious. As long as she was not an acquaintance, he wanted to kill her.

Qing Lingzi nodded and roared and said, "You guy, your skills are good, um, it's a pity that you didn't practice it yourself. The foundation is unstable, but you have to be careful to get possessed." He raised his long spear and rushed straight towards John with a lively figure.

John simply muttered in Italian: "I'm sorry, I don't understand Chinese, but it seems to be showing kindness to me, right?" He was about to return to a regular pre-war etiquette according to the etiquette of the knight, and Qing Lingzi's long halberd had already stabbed his nose. John was shocked, why did this guy move so quickly? He quickly blocked it with a sword. Qing Lingzi smiled, and the hard long halberd suddenly turned into a soft finger, and the gentle halberd light was entangled with each other, covering John like mercury.

John became more and more panicked as he grew older. Now neither of them used their true strength. They just competed with moves. However, the knight swordsmanship that he had practiced hard for more than 20 years could not resist the opponent's attack. After a crisp sound of "Ding Ding Dangdang", John had been forced to retreat for more than ten steps, and the armor on his body was rubbed by a heavy halberd, which had been damaged in many places.

In the heavy eyes of the Holy See army, perhaps it was the beginning of the Western Knights who created an era. John's sword posture suddenly changed. His sword technique was no longer the stiff chop, stab, block, and blocking changes of the four basic postures. Instead, it began to follow an arc-shaped, soft trajectory and began a subtle change. Although it was still difficult, if he could only block 40% of Qing Lingzi's offensive just now, he could now block 70% of Qing Lingzi's attack.

Qing Lingzi was shocked in his heart, and he yelled wildly: "Damn, is there any kid you, who is like this? Damn, I secretly learn my halberd method in the face of the battle? Fuck... You yellow-haired boys don't have a good person. OK, do you want to learn it? Look at my 'monstrous halberd'."

A thunderbolt was sniffed in the sky. Then, without any warning, dark clouds swept over and poured down. Under the control of Qing Lingzi's instinct as the supreme aquarium, these raindrops seemed to be flying in the air like life, gradually forming thin white light belts, and Qing Lingzi's halberd technique was also exerted. At the speed of thousands of halberds per second, the thin white light light mixed in the endless raindrops, as if the whole world was swelling and roaring, enveloped John.

John had just learned Qing Lingzi's halberd technique for less than 20%. Qing Lingzi, who was fierce, used his trick. Seeing that a blue light of more than a foot thick appeared on him, a huge force hit John like a hammer of siege. How could John resist Qing Lingzi's exquisite tricks that had been exploring for thousands of years? In the "hissing" sound, three blood marks had appeared on him. The heavy Fang Tian Painting Gaul rattle hit John, and every time it smashed his muscles about a thick inch into meat sauce. Even though John was steady and thick, he could not withstand such huge trauma and started roaring wildly.

"Give me infinite strength, Father, and give me the holy light to break all evil."

A dazzling light surged from John. John ignored the real storm attack around him, and he sacrificed his life to stab Qing Lingzi with one sword. In the loud "rumbling" sound, a white light dragon of more than 100 feet in thickness and hundreds of feet long was sprinting vigorously, twisting and stabbing Qing Lingzi who was rising through the air.

Qing Lingzi shouted wildly: "Have fun, fuck, I won't bully you in tricks, watch me 'crazy dragon change'." Hearing Qing Lingzi's roar, the hundreds of monsters behind him changed their faces, dragging their weapons and turning around and running, and cursing as they ran: "Fuck your mother, Lao Qing, don't be mad at us... Damn, this evil dragon is showing its might again."

Qing Lingzi had no human taste at all. In an instant, thick green scales appeared on his body, shattering his metal chain scales, and his body rose to more than three meters high. The red and fierce light in his eyes was huge, and a ball of bearish blue mist appeared on his body. A large green dragon pearl hung high above his head, making waves turbulent sounds, and the cold light shone through the heaven and earth.

Qing Lingzi's Fang Tian Hua Ji also became thicker and bigger as he had his body. Then Qing Lingzi no longer used any magical powers to change. Fang Tian Hua Ji was covered with a thick layer of blue water mist, and he slashed at John's light dragon.

An indescribable light flashed, and more than a dozen small hills around were shoveled flat. The water flow in the river below evaporated with a "sweeping" sound. The thick dark clouds in the sky were swept into the air. A crisp sound of "sweeping" was heard. Qing Lingzi roared wildly and hit hundreds of halberds in succession. Each hit contained the infinite strength of his hard work for thousands of years, as if he was slapped the white light dragon.

With a 'boom', the light dragon finally shattered when approaching Qing Lingzi less than a foot. John's armor was broken, his sword was broken, and his skin was covered with explosive blood marks. The green blood was spitting out mouthfuls and howled and flew backwards towards the Holy See's army. It could be seen that his body was covered with a thick layer of blue water mist. The water mist transformed by the innate dragon energy of the Qing Lingzi was ruthlessly eroding John's body, like a bottle of thick sulfuric acid, and the muscles on John's body were slowly rotting.

Qing Lingzi was not feeling well. John, the Vatican guard soldier, had a little abnormal strength. Perhaps because he was a true believer in God, he had a powerful force that was absolutely inconsistent with his status and age. Although Qing Lingzi destroyed John's Light Dragon, the blue scales on his chest were covered in blood and blood. That was the last moment when he was inspired by John's sword energy.

The Pope came forward in person and caught John with one hand. The powerful holy power continued to pour into John's body from afar. Endless vitality came out of the thorny ring. The wound on John's body healed almost instantly, but he was so weak that he was unable to fight again. He could only whisper in the hands of the Pope: "I'm sorry, my Majesty, I lost...I made God lose his glory."

What the Pope was about to say, the sequelae of Qing Lingzi's "Mad Dragon Transformation" had appeared. He was in fact indiscriminately against me, and directed the dragon pearl to emit green cold air. The snowflakes were flying all over the sky. The cold air that was enough to freeze the atomic reactor spread everywhere. The monsters were floating gloating on the mountain more than ten miles away, slapped and laughed: "Gagahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

The pope was shocked and was about to take action to dispel the extremely terrifying cold air, Qing Lingzi suddenly swallowed the dragon pearl and retracted the cold air in the air. A pair of fierce eyes blinked at the pope and said in a low voice: "This kid is good, well, is it your son?"

The Pope almost burst into laughter. What is his identity? How could he have a child? Moreover, judging from his age, he was only in his early forties, and John looked a little bigger than himself, right? He shook his head quickly. Since the monster had already put away his cold air, he was not in a hurry to attack him.

Qing Lingzi rarely did not kill a lot after the "Mad Dragon Transformation". Instead, he rummaged through his magic treasure bag for a long time and sighed, "No, I can't find a suitable weapon for this kid. Well, I would have known that I would have overturned a few more passenger ships in Wuxia... Damn, this kid's weapons were too poor. His weapons and armor could not withstand my strength, otherwise he could stab me in the right way. Although he couldn't kill me, it would be at least a hundred years to reduce my Taoism."

The pope moved his heart and felt indescribable to Qing Lingzi. This guy was so happy that he wanted to give the enemy weapons. He was a generous and straightforward monster. He nodded and said, "You don't have to worry about this. Our Holy See has its own best weapons, huh? You will win this game." He hugged John and turned around and left, making up his mind that he must let John serve as the leader of his guards in the future. As for his personal secretary, he would scold him fiercely.

Qing Lingzi stumbled and shook her head and said loudly, "Damn it, it's a draw. Although I will definitely win, this kid can't beat me, but I'm embarrassed to bully you. I'm not a human being. Humph, it's normal for you to beat me. I don't take this advantage, it's a draw. Below, we kings and the others are not ready to play. According to the rules, we have to fight a few more games before we can finally fight. If you choose someone, I won't fight."

Qing Lingzi lowered his head and squirted green air on his chest. The bloody breastplate gradually returned to normal. He nodded with satisfaction, returned to his normal human size, and set up a cloud of mist toward the group of monsters. A wolf-headed monster asked in confusion: "Lao Qing, why don't you continue to do it? Every time you get drunk, you have never made the entire Wan Yao Palace upside down, why didn't you attack them this time?"

Qing Lingzi laughed loudly: "Damn, who told you to cheat every time you drink? I don't know if I am? Haha, of course I have to find an excuse to beat you hard. Damn, who told you that you can't beat me?" The faces of these monsters all elongated. Is this evil dragon purely happy for the guys?

Philot signaled, and a monk slowly floated out of the array and said in stammering Chinese: "I am a monk Hanan, who will fight me?"

A arrogant and unruly voice suddenly sounded from the hill below: "By the way, you are on China's territory now, you are so fucking speaking Chinese. I don't have time to learn your bullshit or foreign languages. I have been sitting here for a long time. Your eyes are big, but you dare not see me? I have to beat you up three hundred sticks later."

Hanan hurriedly showed his eyes down, and it was strange that on the hill below, weren't there just a group of golden monkeys squatting on the trees and eating fruits? Where is the human? Where is the human? Where is the human? What is the human? What is the human? What is the human? What is the human? What is the human? Philot suddenly shouted: "Mr. Hanan, be careful, those monkeys."

Hanan suddenly realized that Qing Lingzi and John had just fought with him, and the trees on more than a dozen nearby hills were shaken down. Why was the small mountain still lush trees? Moreover, wild monkeys have the greatest spirituality and have escaped after encountering dangerous things. Where can I have the leisure to catch fleas and eat fruits on the trees here?

A group of monkeys slowly floated up, and the gray-white clouds were stepping under their feet. Among the small monkey spirits, a huge one, a hundred and fifty centimeters in height. The thin golden monkeys showed endless evil spirits, and their eyes were flashing golden, looking at Hanan proudly. The smaller monkey spirits sneered for a while, and slowly flew towards Qing Lingzi and other monsters, leaving the big monkey to play against Hanan.

The Pope and the others were all shocked. Even though Troy was practicing hard and calm, he almost bit his tongue at this moment. He stuttered and pointed: "Your Majesty, the monkey, it's actually a monkey... These enemies are not humans, what are they?"

Philot said cleverly: "I understand, just like a vampire family, these guys must be a strange dark race, but they only have some appearances similar to certain animals on Earth. They are like vampires, they are not humans, but don't they look humans too?"

The Pope nodded repeatedly: "Philot, you have a reasonable point, it must be like this. The dragon just now and the monkey now must be a strange race of creatures. God, you are so magical that you have created such wonderful creatures, but why don't you let them convert to your seat?" The people of the Holy See praised themselves, and they were almost fighting hard.

The big monkey squeaked, bit the big peach in his hand indifferently, then quickly gnawed it all over, throwing the peach pits at Hanan without hesitation, and laughed: "Hey, old man, do you want to eat some fruit? Well? I, Venus, like to make friends the most, it's not too late to eat some fruit first and then work hard... Let me introduce myself, this is your bad rule. I am the third of the seven demons in Wuxia, and the eldest is the Qing Lingzi just now. He is a fool. Don't worry about him. I am the smartest, smartest, most capable, most powerful, most popular, best character, and the most handsome, right?"

Hanan smiled bitterly, shook his head and avoided Taohu. Why did he meet such a rambler? Out of etiquette, he perfunctorily said: "Yes, yes, I admit everything about you... As for Taozi, I..."

Venus changed its shape and bullied Hanan's body. I didn't know where to take out a big red peach and forced it to Hanan and said, "Don't be polite, don't be polite, I haven't eaten enough yet. Damn, if you want to work hard, we have to eat it first, right? This is the "Nine Yin Peach" produced by the "Yin Snake Stream" three hundred miles away to the west. There are few in the world, eat more..."

After saying that, Jin Xingzi also made a big peach and started gnawing it. Judging from his meaning, he didn't want to fight with Hanan immediately. Hanan smiled bitterly. The Pope behind him was still discussing what Jin Xingzi and the others were. Seeing that the condom in his hand was so bright red, a faint fragrance was scented, which was very attractive. Hanan also felt that Jin Xingzi would not attack him. If he had bad intentions towards him, he could have grabbed him with one claw when he bullied him just now. It seemed that this was a monster with a strange temper, but a monster with a good heart.

Hanan smiled bitterly, watching Jin Xingzi finish gnawing a peach a few meters away, and then took out another one. He couldn't help but shake his head. This guy had no clothes on his body. Where did he put so many peaches? The flavor of the big peach came. Hanan subconsciously took a bite. Well, the crispy taste and the juice was extremely delicious. A trace of cool water flowed straight into his lower abdomen. It was so comfortable and delicious... Hanan couldn't help but feel comfortable, and he was less wary of Jin Xingzi. He opened his mouth and took a few bites of peaches.

Jin Xingzi widened his eyes, looking incredible. He rolled his eyes, suddenly turned a few more pounds of heads, and stood upside down on the ground and shouted loudly: "Oh my God, my God... brothers... zhizhi, he actually ate it? He really ate it! He really ate it." Jin Xingzi threw away all the peaches in his hand, staring at Hanan with a pair of strange eyes and wondering what he was muttering.

Qing Lingzi and the others were also stunned in the distance. A huge tiger-headed monster slapped his head hard: "Oh my God, he dares to eat what Jin Xingzi gave me? "Nine Yin Peach", "Nine Yin Peach", once the soul is gone... Except for the pure Yang True Fire of Brother Jin Xingzi, which can resolve the evil spirit inside and use it to increase Taoist practice, the fucking king dares not eat this thing... Is this guy wrong?"

Hanan vaguely heard Qing Lingzi and the others' words, and his heart was shocked. At the same time, he felt a cold current slowly, but firmly, coming out of his dantian with endless coldness. The entire dantian was almost frozen. The meridians in his body suddenly became cold, just like in the room in the cold winter, holding a stove, drinking three taels of yellow wine, and suddenly being thrown into the ten thousand-year-old cold pond. It was extremely uncomfortable.

Hanan's face changed wildly, and his holy power was activated. The huge power obtained from hard practice for decades burst out like a sun. The scorching holy power somewhat dispersed the infinite cold air contained in the "Nine Yin Peach". A lightsword emerged in his hand, and a very angry sword slashed at Jin Xingzi.

Jin Xingzi held his head and jumped desperately near Hanan's body, shouting: "Help, foreign devils are going to chop people, help... zhizhi... I am innocent, how do I know you can't eat? Help, wuwuwu, I'm so pitiful, I was actually chopped with a knife, no one came to save me... Help, if I die, no one will raise my wife. Um, I'm still a boy!"

Qing Lingzi and the others fell down, and they all collapsed on the clouds with their stomachs slapped on the clouds and laughed wildly. The Pope and the others didn't know why they were laughing, but only saw Jin Xingzi running around Hanan's body like a lightning light. Hanan's sword light flashed, making Jin Xingzi breathless. Are these monsters happy to see their companions being chased? They didn't notice that Hanan inexplicably ate a "Nine Yin Peach" in the face of the battle. In theory, this is completely impossible.

Hanan knew his own pain. The Pope and the others thought that Hanan was chasing Jin Xingzi with great might, but in fact, it was Jin Xingzi chasing his sword light, deliberately playing with his sword light, twisting his butt and making faces. Two times, he actually rubbed his lightsaber and grabbed the fleas on his butt.

Hanan's meridians were almost frozen. The holy power had no effect on the treasures of heaven and earth generated by the mysterious yin energy of heaven and earth. This cold energy is fatal to humans. However, in terms of energy classification, a most refined and pure orthodox force can only relieve the poison, but cannot be resolved. Hanan's tongue is a little numb now, and he couldn't help but feel very angry: "I am idiot, why do I say so much nonsense to the enemy? I, I, I'm actually so hungry to eat the peaches given by the enemy. God, forgive me, I... I'm so embarrassed."

Jin Xingzi suddenly took a claw on Hanan and stole a wallet from Hanan's waist. His figure flew with the sword light. His fingers quickly took out all the things in the wallet and sent it to the lightsaber. He muttered: "Well, there are three pieces of flower paper, one cross, oh, strange, why do people look like this piece of paper? It's a pretty girl. Hey, is it your daughter, your wife or your mother? Well, strange, you don't answer, is it your grandmother?"

Jin Xingzi grabbed the photo and sent it to the lightsaber. He ignored Hanan's tongue and was completely numb at this moment. He could not speak. Although the lightsaber was still whistling, the sword body was dull and could not hold on. Hanan was very anxious that it was the only thing left by his sister in the world. How could his heart destroy it? So Hanan turned around and left. He couldn't fight it anymore. If he didn't leave, his whole body would be popsicles.

The Pope and the others watched Hanan run around the ground by a monkey. The monkey was still holding a photo in his hand and shouting: "Hey, it's not your grandmother, is it your grandmother? Your great-grandmother? Your great-grandmother?...Wow, I know, your little wife? Not? Help, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, I'm really curious...Woooo, you bully me, don't tell me who this woman is...Wh, I understand, it's your illegitimate daughter, right? It must be like that, um, you dare not tell your wife, or your companions all know your wife, you are afraid that they will tell her if they say it out?"

Jin Xingzi jumped around, and a photo forced Hanan to return to his camp. He was afraid, shocked, angry, and regretful. In his eyes, Jin Xingzi had become synonymous with demons.

Jin Xingzi suddenly waved another claw, and the cross hanging on Hanan's chest was also grabbed by him. Jin Xingzi was so fucking that she scratched her head: "Wow, boss, look, it's gold, gold, I'm fucking rich... Your treasure house always won't let me in. Damn, stingy. You have overturned so many passenger ships, at least tens of thousands of kilograms of gold. Damn, I just don't give it to me at all... Wow, this is platinum."

Hanan was extremely angry. It was the souvenir given to him by his mentor when he entered the Holy See. It was not gold, but just an ordinary silver cross. He was so angry that he had a powerful sound, but was beaten to this virtue by a monkey who had not even taken off his hair. Hanan, who was furious, finally broke out one last time. The holy power bomb he had come from practicing hard, and the strong airflow rushed Venus hundreds of meters.

Jin Xingzi screamed strangely: "Be good, are you angry?"

A brilliant sword light slashed head-on like a whole world. Jin Xingzi smiled wickedly and held the photo in his left hand, and held the cross in his right hand and greeted his hands with both hands. Hanan had no other thoughts in his mind at this moment. He sang a chant loudly in his mouth, and his body was filled with holy light. He slashed straight down with a sword. With a 'Kacha', Jin Xingzi was split into two head-on.

Qing Lingzi and the others were stunned, looked at each other, and flew out ten miles with nervous expressions, looking at this place from afar. The Pope and the others praised, congratulations to Hanan for finally winning a brilliant game. Hanan's holy power suddenly burst out, and actually forced the coldness of the "Nine Yin Peach". At this moment, the body felt a little better, and he couldn't help but shake his lips and quickly floated towards his array. He was about to use his powerful holy power to dispel the coldness in his body, otherwise he would have to go home and return to the Holy See now.

Galanti suddenly roared: "Hanan, behind." The situation was urgent, and Galanti had no time to use honorific title.

Hanan suddenly turned around, but found that Jin Xingzi was floating quietly less than ten meters behind him, without a trace of breath, just like a stone sculpture, holding the photo and the cross in his hand, raising his hand and throwing it over. Hanan hurriedly took it and looked at Jin Xingzi blankly.

Jin Xingzi snorted: "Everyone play, just kidding, are you going to take it seriously? This is the antidote. I used the antidote prepared by the "Lieyang Grass" in the Flame Mountain of Turpan to relieve the toxicity of the "Nine Yin Peach"..." He raised his hand and threw it, and a red pill rushed towards Hanan with a scattered hot wind. The energy hit his face. Hanan couldn't help but open his mouth and swallowed the pill. A lava-like heat wave rushed up, and the cold air in his body disappeared. Hanan's whole body was covered with milky white sweat, and it immediately formed ice particles.

The pope frowned. He saw the changes in Hanan's body clearly and thought to himself: "No wonder Mr. Hanan's performance was abnormal, but he was poisoned. When?" Galanti came over and guessed the pope's thoughts and whispered: "Mr. Hanan inexplicably ate a peach from that monkey. This, I guess he was poisoned at that time."

The pope almost fainted and ate his opponent's food when he was facing the enemy. Hanan and the others are ascetics. Are they all stupid in their practice?

Jin Xingzi's long golden hair slowly floated, and a trace of murderous aura slowly emerged from his body, and the two corpses on the ground also floated and merged into his body. Jin Xingzi said coldly: "I have practiced hard for more than three thousand years, escaped three 49th levels of disasters, and finally became an immortal body. I just like to joke with others, who would fuck me to dominate the world? If I hadn't been the 'incarnation of the three corpses', wouldn't I have hurt my body by you... FUCKYOU, YOUTHESONOFBITCH!"

Hanan was stunned. Can this monkey speak English?

Jin Xingzi grinned, a golden stick shadow flashed in his hand, and the wind roared down in the sky, and roared: "I once entered the world. During the Civil War, I was a colonel of the Northern Army. During the British Industrial Revolution, I screwed the last screw for Watt. During the First World War, Hitler and I were in the same trench. During World War II, although I avoided the heavenly disaster, I still blew up seventeen German supply warehouses in North Africa... Haha, if you can't enter the world, how can you be born? Oh, take me a stick."

Hanan was stunned. Why was this guy's experience so strange? How did he know that Venus is an alien among the seven demons in Wu Gorge. Since he had achieved success in practicing Taoism, he has been wandering around the world, and his footprints have almost traveled all over the earth. Three hours before the Norwegians first set up the national flag on the South Pole, he had just urinated on it.

The lightsword in Hanan's hand became brilliant again, and the powerful sword energy roared into the air. His left hand raised his head and slashed countless holy lights.

The mysterious skill of Venus was so changed. His body suddenly divided into thousands of clones. Countless stick shadows mixed with "rumble" sounds slashed down on his head. Before the strong stick wind could reach his body, Hanan could not breathe.

Troy shouted: "Hanan, retreat quickly, this person is too powerful, you are no match for you."

Hanan was not willing to retreat. He had been teased for so long and felt aroused in his heart. He heard Troy's shouting, and he condensed all his strength almost in anger. He stabbed out with a sword, and a crystal-like sword energy that seemed to be a crystal lever, broke out into the air, and then shattered into thousands of crystals, stabbing towards the figures.

With a loud "boom", all the chips hit the target. To Hanan's expectation, the phantoms were actually physical... How is this possible? This is completely beyond the Western people's understanding of the afterimage. How do they think of the exquisiteness of the mysterious changes of the Eastern monks?

All of Jin Xingzi's clones disappeared, leaving only his body behind. He grinned like a demon, waving a giant stick about twenty feet long and slashed at Hanan. Hanan roared and rushed forward.

A red light flashed, blood and flesh splattered everywhere. The shocking stick of Jin Xingzi's cultivation for thousands of years hit Hanan into powder. The huge force was not buffered, and a stick hit the ground directly. A muffled sound of "boom", the entire ground trembled, and countless cracks rushed from the direction where the giant stick touched the ground. The fire splashed, as if countless giant dragons were churning underground. The mountains in the radius fell, the stones were sloping, and the trees were all powdered, and the entire ground was cut down by nearly a foot.

Qing Lingzi stuck out his tongue: "Damn, the third brother is angry, so he can't let him continue playing, otherwise this land will not be saved. After that, the "Wolf Mountain Old Monster" will definitely cause trouble for us... Second brother, go and pull the third brother back. Damn, is it necessary to show his power like this? He is just a soldier, he is our general, Damn, he won't be able to win."
To be continued...