After Lu Zhuo arranged Shen Xiu in a secret place in Madrid, he planned to go to the banquet alone.

The Pope's reliance is nothing more than knowing the people in the black fog, thinking that he has taken the lead.

After all, this otherworldly continent suddenly landed on the earth, and the Pope contacted the people in the black fog in such a short period of time, and the Pope thought that he had already taken the lead.

It's just that he doesn't know where Lu Zhuo came from.

"Invincible posture, is there a connection with the life in the black mist?" Lu Zhuo showed an interested look on his face and teased, "I want to see which Dao Realm person dares to help this Accardo Pope!"

After the black people passed the message, many believers in Madrid knew that the Pope was going to make a move, and many of them were in high spirits!

Especially when they heard that the Pope was able to connect with the humans in the black mist, many believers felt that the glory of the Lord was shining on them, and they were very excited!

"This black fog must be the guidance of the Lord! The Lord sees that the world is too dirty, so he pleases the apostles to come to the realm to guide us forward!"

"Yes! It is the apostles of the Lord in the lower realm, because in this way the Pope can communicate with them!

"Whoever dares to insult the Lord must die!

In the corners of the gutter in Madrid, there were many such resentful voices, some of which even Lu Zhuo could hear, but Lu Zhuo didn't care.

If they really have the ability to challenge themselves by themselves, then Lu Zhuo may still respect him as a man.

It's just that these disciples have just ventralized themselves in the gutter and pinned all their hopes on the so-called Lord, this kind of cowardly behavior makes Lu Zhuo feel that he will lose his position if he makes a move on them.

"I just don't know who is reaping this power of faith behind the scenes. Lu Zhuo thought with a different color in his eyebrows.

First of all, Lu Zhuo ruled out the Pope, the Pope was just absorbing the true yuan and longevity of the disciples, which can be regarded as an act of pulling out seedlings, and the amount that can be controlled is limited, and the upper limit is also very limited.

And the power of faith is different, this is a continuous force, as long as there are ordinary believers alive, they can contribute the power of faith to the host, and in the world of cultivating immortals, there have been emperors with the power of faith before.

It's just that this emperor and his followers are more miserable, although they took the side door to become the emperor, but they have a fatal flaw, that is, the source of the emperor's power is his believers, but most of the believers are ordinary and have low strength, and as a result, they were slaughtered by a quasi-emperor's enemy The believers of the emperor who slaughtered hundreds of planets, killed the believers of Zhaozhao, and the person who became an emperor with the power of faith was angry to death.

"That's just the way people behind it. "Many people must know the results of the path of faith, but those who are still using it must be greedy for this shortcut, and it is naturally nothing more than this for Lu Zhuo.

Starting from Madrid, Lu Zhuo arrived alone in Tarifa, the corner of Europe, across the Strait of Gibraltar is Tangier in Africa, and in the haze, Lu Zhuo seems to be able to see the roof of Tangier's church, where an old man in a white robe is standing with his hands in his hands.

But at this moment, the sea sandwiched between the two of them is no longer the sea, but a black fog in the sky, in which everyone can't see at all!

In the vast black mist, it seems to give people endless fear.

At this moment, there is not only Lu Zhuo in Tarifa, but also a number of believers from the West and Europe, these believers all rushed over non-stop after hearing the news, wanting to see the Pope show his might and kill the apocryphalics!

When Lu Zhuo walked towards the coastline of Tarifa, there were people on the beaches and mountains on both sides!

In addition to many church members, there were also many people who came to see the excitement nearby, wanting to see Lu Zhuo break through the black fog like this.

"This black fog is a gift from the Lord! This is life in the black fog is an apostle of the Lord! This apostate dares to come to confront the Lord, I think he is looking for death!" A cultist named Stephen sneered.

"But when the church of San Isidro was destroyed by this apostate, why didn't the Lord come to their rescue?" said an old man next to him.

Stephen's tone was suffocated, and he soon said coldly: "It must be because their hearts are not sincere enough! That's why the glory of the Lord does not shine on them! You see that the Pope's heart is very sincere, so he can contact the apostles of the Lord!"

"Do you mean that those who rushed up to kill this apostate before were not sincere, and the Lord didn't appear when they died?" the old man was still puzzled.

Stephen was choked directly, but he snorted coldly and said: "You belong to raising the bar, the Lord is usually very busy, first of all, you have to be sincere, the Lord may save you when you are in danger, as for whether you can save or not, it depends on whether the Lord has time." ”

"Then what if the Lord doesn't have time?" said the old man, still puzzled.

"I think you're an apologist too!" Stephen was choked and speechless, and pointed at the person who had been talking back, and said angrily: "Is it interesting to keep raising the bar? You will see the Lord's power later!"

Seeing that someone insulted their lord like this, the other believers also spoke ill of each other and scolded the person who had been talking back.

"Apocalypse, go to the apostate and see if you can get through the black fog?!"

When the glory of the Lord shines on the land of Europe, the apostate will have nothing to hide!"

"Death to the apostates!"

Some church members even fought with the old man who raised the bar before, but the strength of this old man seemed to be very good.

Even if five or six church members rushed up with machetes and slashed wildly, they couldn't hurt the old man's hair, and the old man just carried his hands and moved slightly to avoid them.

This made the other believers even more annoyed, but after all, the strength was inferior to people, and after the old man made a move, all those disciples were sent out.

The old man didn't make a dead move, after doing this, the old man looked at the group of frightened disciples in front of him with his hands and smiled lightly: "Is it your lord's gift, we might as well take a look." ”

This old man seemed to be confident, and he was very confident in Lu Zhuo.

"Heh, just look! You have the ability to wait for the Pope to come, don't run!" Stephen saw the old man's methods, and his tone was weak, so he just snorted coldly: "If you run away, apostate, I will look down on you!"

The old man smiled undeniably and did not argue with the sect.

Lu Zhuo stood on the seashore of Tarifa, opposite Tangier, who was about to fight with the Pope, and less than a foot in front of him was the churning black fog, which was dark and mysterious, so that many people did not dare to enter at all.

Lu Zhuo didn't go in, but stood in front of the black fog, and said with a voice like Hong Zhongdao:

"I'm Lu Zhuo, your Dao Master, one of the five supreme beings of the Dao Realm, the master of the Zhao Kingdom of the Wasteland, the one who killed the monarch of the Sun Kingdom, the one who destroyed the Huangxian Cave in Zhongzhou, and the Supreme One of the Slashers, don't you hurry up and salute!"

As soon as Lu Zhuo finished saying this, all the disciples behind him turned into sluggish expressions.

What's the situation?

What's this big list of titles?

Stephen's eyes widened even more, and he suddenly had a bad premonition!

(End of chapter)