"Go back?"

The bishop's eyes were like ice, staring at Zhang Daoran on the boulder, and his body slowly floated. With his feet at level with the boulder, he looked down at Zhang Daoran, who was sitting cross-legged on the boulder: "This is the place where this religion inherits its faith, and since more than a thousand years ago, the residents here have been believers in this religion. They believe in Allah, the body belongs to Allah, the soul belongs to Allah, everything about them is a gift from God, they belong to Allah......"

The bishop was condescending, with a look of course: "Therefore, it is impossible for this religion to leave, and you heretics should leave...... Uh......"

Bishop Zhang Daoran was condescending, looking down at Bishop Zhang Daoran, and was speaking domineeringly, and suddenly there was a feeling of Mount Tai pressing on his body. Uncontrolled downward fall of the body......

His feet were like iron rods falling from the sky, instantly plunging into the gravel.

A pair of legs up to the waist, completely sunk into the ground. The bishop's face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, he almost didn't come up in one breath, and there seemed to be a grenade in his chest that exploded instantly, and he was very angry. One heart lost its blood supply, its breathing stagnant, and it almost fainted......

Suddenly looking up, the bishop's bloodshot eyes looked at the boulder incredibly, but he could only see the corner of the boulder, and he couldn't see Zhang Daoran at all. A look of horror appeared on the bishop's face, and his heart was filled with turmoil: "How is this possible?"

Even if Charlemagne Phillipsan told him everything here in advance, before he got close to this place, he sensed a terrifying, vague and unleaking aura here. After coming here, the bishop was still arrogant in his heart, even if he could only vaguely sense a trace of aura leaking from Zhang Daoran's body, he refused to think that Zhang Daoran's cultivation realm was even higher than him.

However, just now, Zhang Daoran didn't do anything, he didn't even raise his eyelids, he sat there cross-legged and motionless, but he could silently use a strange method to lose face.

The bishop's cultivation realm is rarely rivaled within their religion.

And the bishop is invincible, never so embarrassed.

"Whoa......

The bishop's body rose from the ground, and the mud and rubble around him flew like a bomb in a large crater. The bishop flew to his feet and stood no more than a meter above the ground, his body like a gust of wind, and retreated.

"Bang Bang ......"

At any moment, the dirt falls to the ground, and a dull sound is heard.

"It's ...... What's wrong with him?"

The believers around were awakened by the sound of landing at any time, looking at the bishop floating in the air, his eyes were glazed, and he had a strange feeling in his heart: "Could it be... The bishop is not Zhang Zhenren's opponent, and he was defeated by Zhang Zhenren in an instant just now? Otherwise, why did the bishop suddenly retreat instead of attacking forward?"

"The bishop must have been defeated... With just one face, the bishop was defeated, such an embarrassing defeat!"

The Kakel brothers, who were standing next to the boulder, watched as they floated out dozens of meters away, only standing in the air about a meter in the air. His eyes were almost on the boulder, and Zhang Daoran, who was sitting cross-legged, looked at each other.

Because of the strange defeat of the inexplicable, the bishop was afraid to move forward with fear in his heart.

The two brothers felt an impulse to look up to the sky and roar, and they wanted to rush forward now, standing opposite the bishop and shouting: "We are free!"

It has been hundreds of years since he became a subordinate bishop. Because of coming to Earth, in this short period of time, the bishop's temperament has changed greatly, and I don't know how many partners have disappeared inexplicably and never reappeared. The two brothers, Akor and Karkel, have always felt that they are in danger and could die at any time......

Losing the territory of the Eastern religious inheritance, even if the two brothers were accused of apostasy, they had to take refuge in Taoism, because they took a fancy to Zhang Daoran's strength, so they hoped to be blessed by Zhang Daoran. At first, I thought that Zhang Daoran might not be the bishop's opponent, but now it seems that Zhang Daoran's strength has reached an unimaginable terrifying situation......

Long Yun next to him also breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were full of joy: "A real person is a real person, no matter when, it has never disappointed... I'm afraid this bishop is going to be a tragedy......."

How tragic the Bishop's church was, Long Yun didn't dare to guess. Zhang Daoran is compassionate, but he acts resolutely. For example, the Demon Sect was killed by Zhang Daoran without giving any chance!

Whether the bishop is alive or dead in the end is now all in Zhang Daoran's thoughts.

"How dare you offend, Messenger of Allah, follower of the true God... You heretic...... Uh......"

The bishop, who had just moved away from the boulder and thought it would be safe, almost pointed his nose and cursed, with a kind of extreme anger on his face. shouted at the bishop Zhang Daoran on the boulder, the words were still not finished, and the whole person was like a ping pong ball, being slapped away by a racket.

"Boom ......"

The bishop crashed into a small mountain 100 meters away from the boulder, and the whole person was completely embedded in the mountain. In an instant, the bishop's eyes rolled, his breathing was even more difficult, and he gasped for breath, like a fish out of water, extremely deprived of oxygen.

"This ......"

High Priest Charlemagne Philsan hid in the crowd, his eyes looked at the boulder with a kind of fear. No matter how stupid he was, High Priest Charlemagne Philsan could see it. In his own heart, the bishop like a god, in front of Zhang Daoran, is like a baby who is waiting to be fed and has not yet fully possessed the ability to walk, standing in front of a world strongman, only looking for abuse: "It seems that I should leave ...... as soon as possible"

The bishop is a god-like being in the whole religion. Charlemagne Feishan wanted to find a backer, but he didn't expect that this backer, who he thought was the most powerful and powerful, would be so vulnerable in front of Zhang Daoran.

The bishop has just appeared, and he has not fully demonstrated his prestige, nor has he reflected his strength, just like swatting flies, he was first slapped into the ground by Zhang Daoran, and this time he was slapped into the mountain.

"Let's go, hurry up......"

The High Priest Charlemagne Philsan clearly saw that when the bishop first arrived, the two brothers Ekor and Karkel had that kind of cannibalistic gaze. The bishop is now powerless to fight back, and he continues to stay here, and the Aikhor brothers will soon wake up from the shock, and they will be the unlucky ones.

Slowly moving his body, he cautiously glanced at the two Ai Hao brothers with each movement. Fortunately, the brothers' eyes were attracted by the bishop embedded in the mountain, and they didn't care about themselves at all.

"If you don't leave now, when will you stay?"

Control the flying shoes under your feet, and you have to run away.

"Whoa......

In the distance, the mountain beside the bishop shattered, and the rubble splattered.

"Despicable... What kind of ability is it to have a big fight openly and secretly carry out a sneak attack? This is the usual trick of you Eastern cultivators?" The bishop flew out of the mountain with a face full of anger, his black robe was tattered, and there were a few abrasions. Being attacked in this way, just scratching a few skins, is enough to witness the strength of the bishop's flesh.

However, there was a trace of blood on the corner of the bishop's mouth. He said cruel words, but the bishop's eyes were wandering, looking for an opportunity to escape.

The bishop came here, and he didn't say much, but he was abused all the time. The people around were dumbfounded, looking at the bishop's embarrassed appearance, and then looking at Zhang Daoran, who was still sitting cross-legged on the boulder, his mind was blank for a while.

"One is a fluke, and two times is a manifestation of strength. Zhang Zhenren, even more powerful than the bishop!"

Because Zhang Daoran preached, although these believers have not completely changed their faith, they still believe in Allah to a great extent in their hearts. At this moment, the only trace of dissatisfaction they had with the Daomen of the East dissipated. Regardless of whether the words didn't reach the meaning or not, he said loudly: "Fushou Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable......"

I don't know when, hundreds of refugees, sitting on the ground, I don't know who it was, took the lead and shouted loudly: "Blessed longevity immeasurable Dao Venerable!"