Everyone traced the direction from which the voice came from, and saw a young man with a faint smile on his face, he put his hands in his pockets, and walked unhurriedly, as if he were walking.

"Who are you!"

The Pope's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked around, there were a total of more than a dozen cardinal archbishops on alert, but none of them found any trace of the young man!

He had just crossed the blockade and wandered around the Vatican, which was so heavily guarded, that in the Pope's mind, the danger of someone was soaring rapidly.

Compared to his dazedness and vigilance, the people of the other two families were absolutely shocked.

"How is that possible!"

They looked at Zhang Heng as if they had seen a ghost.

"How could he still be alive?"

"yes, isn't he already dead?"

Chamatin and Costa glanced at each other, and both saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.

"It seems that many people think I'm dead...... Zhang Heng shook his head, chuckled and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you." ”

After speaking, his gaze swept towards Zhou Daoheng, revealing a smile rather than a smile.

If nothing else, his whereabouts were leaked by this old guy.

Zhou Daoheng had just failed, it could be said that he was at the lowest point of his mentality and body, and now when he saw Zhang Heng coming, he suffered a double blow, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and said angrily: "How can you live?

The siege of the four dukes and the twenty-five marquises, even if it is a Jindan monk, I am afraid that he will not dare to say that he has a perfect certainty to deal with it, right?

No matter how Zhang Heng rebelled against the sky, he was just a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, Zhou Daoheng really couldn't imagine what he could do to survive!

A dead man appeared in front of him like this, and even made him feel a little afraid.

He couldn't carry the holy mountain, which was expected, but Zhang Heng's "resurrection" was completely unexpected, and at this moment, Zhang Heng's image suddenly became a lot heavier in his heart.

"What about the people of the William family, the four dukes led the team, how did you escape!"

Chamartin's eyes widened and he looked at Zhang Heng's rear, empty, not at all like there was a pursuer.

He couldn't figure it out, theoretically speaking, Zhang Heng was still alive, maybe he had some means to save his life, but no matter what, he should be disgraced and embarrassed, right? But looking at his appearance, where is the slightest bit embarrassed? His clothes are neat, his face is ruddy, and he walks leisurely, as if he has never been chased and killed.

"What? This guy is the Huaxia who was hunted down by the Four Dukes?"

Quinta, Didier Priest, and the Holy See were also shocked.

"What the hell is the Bloodline doing? Not only did they not kill him, but they let him escape to the Vatican!" a cardinal archbishop was furious, he already hated the Bloodline, and now his disgust was even stronger.

"Run?"

Zhang Heng shook his head again.

"I don't think you're right, I didn't run away. ”

Hearing this, everyone changed color, the Pope took a deep breath, and a bold guess came up, and he stared at Zhang Heng deadly.

"Young man, then tell me, what about the people of the William family?"

"Dead. Zhang Heng responded lightly.

He's dead!

Everyone was stunned at first, and then felt an indescribable sense of absurdity.

"Impossible!"

"The blood clan has dispatched the four major dukes, as well as twenty-five marquises, this lineup is extremely powerful, how can you deal with them?"

"That's right, Huaxia people, you must have played some trick to lure away the people of the blood clan!"

No one wants to believe it, and immediately retorts.

Zhang Heng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, his attitude was obvious, believe it or not.

"Duke Leo has lived for hundreds of years, and the Duke of Cana, Duke Damian, and Duke Romeo who went out with him are also people who participated in the last holy war, they are experienced, and even the war did not kill them, let alone you?" Didier's sacrificial eyes were cloudy, and the corners of his mouth outlined a hint of ridicule: "And as far as I know, this time the blood clan also specially brought the third holy weapon, the Blood Holy Grail, in order to show its majesty...... Young man, there is no point in your lies. ”

"That's right, the ignorant Chinese people actually dare to say such ridiculous remarks. ”

"God above, although I hate the Bloods, but these big bats are notoriously difficult to kill, and now there is a madman who says he killed four dukes?"

"I think maybe there's something wrong with his spirit. ”

Didier's words of sacrifice shattered the doubts in some people's hearts, and for a while, everyone didn't believe Zhang Heng's words.

Even Master Qin, who has always supported Zhang Heng, also felt a little embarrassed.

"It's already a great luck for Xiaoyou to get away with his life, why do you want to say such ridiculous remarks......"

However, Zhang Heng's heart moved.

"The Third Hallows, the Holy Grail of Blood?"

Zhang Heng flipped his palm and directly took out the Holy Grail of Blood.

The sound of ridicule stopped abruptly.

"This, this is ......"

Quinta and Didier looked at the Pope in horror.

"That's right, it's the Holy Grail of Blood, but the dark power on it has been erased. The Pope took a deep breath, and when he looked at Zhang Heng again, his eyes were already extremely solemn: "It seems that the blood clan has really suffered a big loss!"

The people of the two major families and the Holy See were silent, and they looked at Zhang Heng, their eyes full of horror.

What is this young man who is not amazing-looking, what is capable of making the blood clan pay such a big price!

This is the third holy weapon, and now it has been taken away, which can be said to be a great shame for the blood clan......

It's just that even if they saw the Blood Holy Grail, they still couldn't believe that the team of the four dukes and the twenty-five marquis was wiped out like this, they just thought that Zhang Heng was indeed not simple, and he had hit the blood clan hard.

As for total annihilation, no one dares to believe it.

"Little friend, you!" But there was one person who believed it, and that was Master Qin, and when he saw the Blood Holy Grail, all the doubts in his heart were broken.

He suddenly remembered who Zhang Heng was.

This guy, from the very beginning, is a unconventional existence, and all normal logic and thinking are not common to him.

His existence seems to have turned the impossible into a possibility.

Zhang Heng gave him a reassuring look, and he had a good impression of the people of the Lingbao Sect, but it did not include Master Qin.

The reason why he came to the Vatican this time was that there was an agreement before, Zhang Heng attached importance to the promise, promised Master Qin, and accepted his benefits, so naturally he had to fulfill the agreement and complete his obligations, and then talk about other grievances; second, Zhang Heng was indeed very curious, what kind of famous temple was this holy mountain of the Holy See? He wanted to come and see it with his own eyes.

"This is the so-called Holy Mountain. Zhang Heng's eyes crossed a look of surprise.

He could feel that this sacred mountain was very remarkable.

It's not that the light divine power that goes straight to the sky, but the material itself, he walks the world, and has long trained a pair of fiery eyes, whether it is a good thing or not, he can see it at a glance.

This mountain itself is very extraordinary, but these seemingly divine powers of light seem to be a bit redundant and cumbersome.

This feeling is like a diamond, plated with a layer of gold by an illiterate person, and it is still complacent.

"Xiaoyou, are you sure?" Master Qin gave up, and all his hopes were pinned on Zhang Heng.

"I didn't know until I saw it. Zhang Heng looked around at everyone and walked towards the holy mountain.

The moment he took the first step, the Pope almost stopped him, because he felt that this young man was so strange that he could not see through it at all, and that he might do something incredible.

But at the last moment, reason told him that the odds were low.

The mystery of the holy mountain is not fully understood even by the God of Light, and it is impossible to move it without using the oracle to control the holy mountain.

"Please let me. Zhang Heng's eyes were like lightning, and he swept towards Zhou Daoheng.

I don't know why, he, who has always looked down on Zhang Heng, suddenly had a sense of panic, and he really let go.

After Zhang Heng walked over, he realized what he had just done, and a sense of shame and indignation came to his heart, he clenched his fists and stared at Zhang Heng deadly.

"Bastard, I don't believe it, can you still find a way to lift this mountain?"