When Zhang Heng's eyes were on everyone, everyone was dead, and there was no intention of resisting at all.

The Pope was beaten to the point where he was left with only one breath, and it was so miserable that their courage had completely dissipated.

Zhang Heng thought that he would encounter effective resistance, but he didn't expect that everyone was only concerned about fleeing, but he didn't have the slightest intention of fighting back, which made him very disappointed.

However, he didn't stop shooting, and the Demon Swinging Spear in his hand kept stabbing out, and people kept dying.

Several priests were fleeing for their lives, and they didn't dare to turn back, and the shadows of the guns swooped in, tearing their bodies apart......

More than a dozen cardinal archbishops gathered together, chanting hymns, as if they were going to urge some kind of forbidden spell, but Zhang Heng had already come with a gun, and the cold spear was like a dragon, killing all these thin bishops......

Rivers of blood flowed, corpses were everywhere, and the sound of cries filled the heavens and the earth.

The people of the Spirit Treasure Sect were like outsiders watching a movie, staring blankly at everything that was happening in front of them.

At one time, the Holy See, which was full of masters, has now become a Shura field, and blood and corpses have become the only scenery here.

Who could have imagined that one day, the killing would come to the Vatican and the blood would stain the Holy Land?

However, these incredible things just happened.

"This is a massacre...... Master Qin sighed softly, he couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

In this world, it is rare to see a person who kills decisively like Zhang Heng.

Since his debut, he has never bowed his head to anyone, the golden sign of the Holy See, and that long history, will not have any impact on him, and he will never be soft when it is time to kill.

"This son, this son ......"

Zhou Daoheng's face is like a test, he no longer knows what words to use to describe Zhang Heng.

Fear overwhelmed his heart, remembering all the things that had made Zhang Heng difficult in the past, and a touch of remorse suddenly came to his heart......

"Please, let us go!"

Most of the people were wailing and begging for mercy.

However, Zhang Heng did not pause at all, the spear swept over, and the large head flew up.

"You are a devil, I curse you, go to hell after death, your soul is burned by flames, your body is pecked by vultures, I curse you......" someone cursed with a hideous face and despair.

Then the scolding stopped abruptly, and his body was already torn apart.

The people of the Vlad family have all been killed, and apart from the Spirit Treasure Sect and the Pope, there is only one living person in front of him.

It was Didier Priest, who knelt on the ground with his hands raised, his eyes full of pleading.

"Honorable, great God, please don't kill me. ”

The sharp spear head rested on Didier's sacrificial shoulder, Zhang Heng looked at the kneeling black man and shook his head.

"I am not your god. ”

"No, you are a god, and only a god can have such a powerful power. Didier humbly bowed his head, his lips almost touching the dust on the ground, his voice trembled, and he begged for mercy: "I am willing to atone for my sins and exchange one thing for the gods for a chance to live!"

He also thought about resisting, or sneaking up on Zhang Heng when he wasn't paying attention, but when this idea just came out, he was decisively extinguished by his reason.

How could it be an opponent of this devil?

Even the four-winged angel was defeated, and the corpses all over the ground were constantly announcing to him the result of opposing Zhang Heng.

"Oh, what is it?" Zhang Heng asked lightly.

"A vein of spirit stones!" said Didier Priest tremblingly, "In northern Africa, my people have discovered a huge vein of spirit stones, you know, for our Vlad family, spirit stones are of little use, but for you great, it must be very important. ”

"Spirit Stone Vein!" Zhang Heng's eyes flashed with a gleam.

This is a good thing, and it is also something he is looking for, the aura of Niuer Mountain is no longer enough to support his cultivation, and he must find a new spiritual vein to maintain the consumption of Zhang Heng, Wood Spirit and Ryoma.

Therefore, when he heard Didier say the words of the spirit stone vein, Zhang Heng was naturally moved, he took back the Demon Swinging Spear, and said lightly.

"Congratulations, you have successfully touched me. ”

Really!

As soon as Didier was overjoyed, he knew that no cultivator could resist the temptation of the spirit stone vein, and he was very glad that he had saved his life in a hurry.

And at this moment, an angry voice suddenly sounded.

"Immortal Master Zhang, you must not believe him!"

Master Qin stepped over, with a bit of respect in his eyes.

The strong in the cultivation world are respected, strength is the only criterion to measure status, what seniority, identity, are just floating clouds, after witnessing Zhang Heng almost killed the four-winged angel, he didn't dare to call him "little friend" anymore, maybe Zhang Heng didn't care, but he couldn't open his mouth, he could only call Zhang Xianshi.

As he spoke, Master Qin's gaze turned to Didier's sacrifice, and his eyes burned with anger.

"It's the Vlad family, who tempted us with a spirit stone vein and made us jump into a trap! Immortal Master Zhang, you can't trust him, you can't be deceived for the second time!"

"Oh, is that so?" Zhang Heng looked at Didier with a smile.

He still remembered that when Master Qin asked him for help, he did talk about it, and the three major families used the spirit stone vein as bait to trick the Spirit Treasure Sect into taking the bait.

"We did deceive the Spirit Treasure Sect, of course, this is the idea of those despicable and shameless villains of the Blood Clan, but ......" Didier Priest gasped for a while, and hurriedly said: "But I'm not lying, my clan did find a complete spirit stone vein, this is the map, please accept it!"

As he spoke, he took out a drawing from his arms and handed it to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng unfolded the drawing, swept it at a glance, and sure enough, he saw that the spirit stone veins were marked on it.

Priestess Didier observed his expression and continued: "I am willing to exchange this vein for a chance to live, as long as you go to Africa as marked on the map, you can get this vein!"

"Will the Vlad family just sit idly by?" Zhang Heng took the map and asked.

"This ......," said Didier, with the sweat of the sacrificial ritual, "and when I return to the family, I will tell the High Priest what a great being you are, and that it is very irrational to be an enemy of you. ”

"The High Priest is a true wise man who will make the right decisions. ”

"You must know that the spirit stone is useless to us, and we have no reason to stop you. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Heng looked at Master Qin.

Master Qin's brows furrowed, he didn't know what to say, theoretically speaking, what Didier said was not watery, and it seemed to be trustworthy, but reason told him that things might not be so simple.

"It seems that it is necessary to go to Africa, if the Vlad family knows each other, if you dare to stop me, then today's Holy See is the Vlad family of his day. Zhang Heng thought a little in his heart, made a decision, and said, "Very good, you successfully saved your life." ”

"Thank you, thank you!"

Didier scurried and stumbled in the pile of corpses, stained with blood, and then got up and ran faster.

Looking at his embarrassed back, Zhang Heng smiled slightly, and his eyes looked at the Pope who fell in the dust.

"I know, you're still alive. ”

The Pope did not respond.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, you have to live well. ”

Zhang Heng muttered.

"Someday, I will come back to the Vatican to find you, the legendary Seraphim, and I would love to see it. ”

The Pope's body trembled violently, and he raised his head and looked at Zhang Heng in disbelief.

"You, you madman!"

Once Seraphim arrives, the Pope will completely lose his soul and become a puppet.

This is not the point, the point is that the Seraphim is more than ten times stronger than the Seraphim, even the real Jindan cultivator must also be killed, the reason why Zhang Heng did not kill him was to raise him in captivity and challenge the Seraphim one day!

This made the Pope angry and frightened, how could there be such a madman in the world?

Zhang Heng smiled indifferently, no longer looked at him, and looked at Zhou Daoheng's body.

The latter's body trembled, and his face turned pale in an instant.