"The Holy Church is in trouble, I hope that the Blood Ancestor will show up and save the Holy Church!"

After the two cardinals entered the cave, they did not dare to look up, and immediately knelt on the ground to the pool of blood, pleading in a pleading tone.

"Knock! knock!"

The sound of kowtowing from these two top powerful figures in the temple was heard in the cave, and it continued to ripple.

For a long time, for a long time, the blood pool has changed.

I saw that in this pool of blood that was extremely dense, a whirlpool appeared.

"Huh!"

Countless waters of blood swirled along the cyclone, and something seemed to emerge from the deepest part of the pool.

"Who is it that disturbs the deity's rest?"

It was an old man who came up.

The old man's face was withered, his face, hands, and body were covered with wrinkles and old age spots, giving people a drooping old twilight atmosphere, like a person who was about to die, half of his body buried in the loess.

But his eyes are not cloudy at all, but unexpectedly clear and thorough, giving people a sense of being able to see through everything in the world.

He is the Blood Ancestor who is revered as a god by the entire temple hierarchy.

Seeing the Blood Ancestor awaken and appear from within the blood pool, the two cardinal archbishops were in awe, and hurriedly kowtowed: "Please also ask the Blood Ancestor to save the Holy Church, the Holy Lord has been killed, at this moment the Holy Ancestor has no leader, and the enemy may kill him at any time." ”

"The Holy Lord is dead?"

When the Blood Ancestor heard this, his brows frowned slightly, and he raised a touch of evil spirit.

The two cardinal archbishops glanced at each other and hurriedly told the Blood Ancestor all the news they had received from the front line.

Hearing this, the Blood Ancestor was silent.

"Huaxia, it's a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. ”

"This guy shouldn't have provoked the Huaxia cultivation world privately. ”

"He died a well-deserved death, and as for the dragons without a leader, you will elect another person to take charge of the Templar. ”

What the Blood Ancestor said was an understatement, it seemed that this immortal sect that dominated Northern Europe, in his eyes, was not worth caring about at all, just like a toy.

In fact, it is.

As the ancestor of the Blood Clan, he was an old monster who had lived for 10,000 years, and now he had returned, dragging his seriously injured body, and he only cared about recovering from his injuries.

As for the existence of the Sanctuary, which seemed to be a behemoth to others, in his eyes, it was really not much better than a toy.

The reason why he stayed in the Templar and supported the expansion of the Templar was not to dominate the world and fight for power and profit, but just to let the Templar kill everywhere for him, absorb more essence and blood power, and provide a continuous source of essence and blood for his blood river.

It doesn't matter if the Holy Lord dies, just set up another one.

His decision to do so lightly made the two cardinals slightly stunned.

They obviously didn't expect that the Blood Ancestor didn't care at all, and just said that it would be a different spokesperson.

For a while, a touch of heat rose in the hearts of the two.

They were the most powerful figures in the Templars, second only to the Lord in power and prestige.

Now that the Holy Lord has been killed, and the Blood Ancestor intends to change the spokesperson, both of them have the hope of competing for supreme power.

Although in the eyes of the Blood Ancestor, the Holy Hall was just a passing thing, for them, controlling the supreme power of an Immortal Sect was the greatest pursuit in life.

Before they had time to think about it, they hesitated.

"Blood Ancestor, that Huaxia kid killed the Holy Lord, did you just let him go?"

One of the cardinals was still a little resentful, and said hatefully.

The Blood Ancestor stepped on the river of blood and glanced at him indifferently: "Ben respects the injury and will not go out." ”

"If you can take revenge, then go yourself. ”

This sentence was undoubtedly full of dissatisfaction, and the cardinal archbishop's face changed slightly, and he did not dare to continue to say more.

If the Blood Ancestor didn't go out, it was naturally not because he was seriously injured to the extent that he couldn't fight.

In fact, although he was very weak, his strength was far stronger than that of the so-called Saint Lord, and he was close to the eighth order of the Heavenly Saint Realm.

But the undercurrent of the earth is surging, and I don't know how many returning monsters like him are hiding in the corner, watching the global situation change.

At this time, without recovering the strength of its heyday, the Blood Ancestor did not dare to show his face easily, so as not to be targeted by the powerhouses of eons ago.

And the other person also had concerns: "Blood Ancestor, even if we have revealed this matter and will not provoke the Huaxia cultivation world, they are only afraid that it will not be so easy to give up." ”

Before, the Holy Church was in high spirits, and under the leadership of the Holy Lord, it swept the Chinese cultivation world with a general trend, and it was bound to crush it into powder.

But now that it has become like this, it is difficult for Huaxia not to hold grudges.

If they take advantage of the Templar's vitality and attack on a large scale, it will be difficult to do.

"If the deity doesn't go out, it doesn't mean that he won't make a move. ”

The Blood Ancestor's voice was indifferent, like a god: "If they really don't open their eyes and dare to find them, then the deity will kill them all and accumulate strength for the old man's blood river." ”

This sentence dispelled the doubts and worries of the two cardinals.

They shouted long live and were about to exit the secret cave of the forbidden land, but there was an earth-shaking movement from the outside world.

"Is the Sanctuary deserted?"

Outside the holy hall, Ye Lingtian stepped like a god.

His voice exploded in an instant, thousands of acres inside and outside the Holy Church, causing countless Templars to be surprised.

Soon, the surprise turned into rage.

To dare to make a loud noise in the temple is to seek death!

Together with the post-Nordic Church, it has long been a world-class force, and no one has ever dared to call it out like this.

For a while, countless eyes fell on Ye Lingtian's body.

Ye Lingtian, who was under the watchful eye of everyone, his complexion did not change, his arrogance was unruly, and he had nothing to look forward to.

He brought one person here, and he didn't bring those powerhouses in the Huaxia cultivation world.

In fact, Li Botao had taken the initiative to ask Ying, hoping to follow Ye Lingtian over.

But in Ye Lingtian's opinion, these people are too weak, and it is useless to come, it is better to push them sideways by himself.

The believers who had never seen Ye Lingtian saw Ye Lingtian so rampant, and they all scolded angrily, sneering and waiting for the Holy Hall powerhouse to kill him.

And those disciples who followed the Holy Lord to conquer Huaxia and saw Ye Lingtian kill the Holy Lord with their own eyes, but they secretly shuddered.

My heart was cold, and I only felt that the end was coming.

It's him!

This man killed the Holy Lord, but he still refused to give up, and chased him to the lair of the Holy Church!

Many believers who thought they had escaped trembled and did not dare to show their faces.

Just kidding, even the Holy Lord was broken and sunk in the sand under him, which lifeless saint would dare to go up and fight Ye Lingtian?

For a long time, the Holy Hall did not dare to stand up, and those believers who had not recognized who Ye Lingtian was, also had a premonition that something was wrong.

Soon, news came out that he was the Chinese boy who killed the Holy Lord.

For a moment, the church was in an uproar.

Countless strong people trembled in their hearts, and they didn't have the courage to face Ye Lingtian at all.

At this time, inside the blood cave, two cardinals arrived at the scene.

"Ye Lingtian, you are so bold, you killed our Holy Lord, and you still dare to appear in the Holy Hall!"

The cardinal's voice was like thunder, and his words suddenly spread in all directions.