What kind of picture is this?

A hundred years later, all those who are still alive still cannot forget today's picture.

The cyan sword light was like a match, wrapped in fierce power, surging towards the werewolves.

Then, there is the huge wave that flies up with a brush!

The skull rolled down, smashing deep and shallow pits into the ground, and blood spurted out of the severed head like a column of water.

In an instant, the color of blood seemed to be the only color in this world.

Even the most powerful Kunta was covered in bruises at the moment, and not a single part of his body was intact, and the sword light tore through his skin, leaving hideous wounds on his body.

Blood kept dripping, and he fell in a pool of blood, his eyes full of fallen figures of his kind.

"This sword ......" A cold breath suddenly penetrated through his head from the soles of his feet, and Zhou Daoheng's pupils suddenly contracted.

For some reason, his body began to tremble slightly.

Zhang Heng held a long sword and walked forward step by step.

The long sword was clean and clean, without any bloodstains, but in the eyes of everyone, it was the number one bloody weapon in the world!

"Didier!"

The Pope looked at the people who were looking at the Vlad family.

This group of vicious blacks collectively shrank back, that is, Didier sacrificed, and there was hesitation in his eyes.

Whoever sees such a scene will probably feel terrified.

The poor Thornton family had the effect of learning from the past, making them collectively fall into hesitation.

"Do you really want to provoke this demon king?" The believers of the spider goddess were afraid for the first time.

"Damn!" the Pope knew as soon as he looked at them.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and lock his eyes on Zhang Heng.

"Boy, you dare to kill so many people in the Vatican, you have committed the greatest original sin in the world, and you are bound to be punished!"

As the words fell, the light wings behind him suddenly spread, and the light divine power carried by the four-winged angel suddenly vented out like a flood that opened the floodgates.

His aura also suddenly increased and became extremely powerful.

The Vlad family was immediately pressed down.

Kunta, who fell to the ground and was seriously injured, but still had breath, was not killed by Zhang Heng, but was killed by this terrifying pressure.

His head tilted, and he lost his breath.

Dying at the hands of his own people is really ironic for him.

But death is death, after his death, no one will care about him, everyone looks at the powerful Pope, his terrifying coercion swept across the Vatican, as if the gods have descended, making everyone tremble.

God is as powerful as hell, and that's what I'm talking about!

"With two more wings, it's so much stronger?" Zhang Heng's eyes showed interest.

"Xiaoyou, this is the Holy See's divine descending technique, don't be careless!" Master Qin has studied it, and he broke through the Pope's details in one sentence: "It is said that when the God of Light left the earth, he left a lot of souls, and at the moment of life and death, it will continue to descend to enhance the Pope's strength, and there is a Seraphim after the four-winged angel!"

"I see. Zhang Heng nodded, this is unusual, the strength of the Holy See is actually divided by the wings behind it.

The four-winged angel has reached the Jindan level, but the Western attack method is single, and the tricks are really immature in Zhang Heng's opinion, and they are about half a percent weaker than ordinary Jindan monks.

This is a good thing for Zhang Heng.

I want to verify how powerful I am doing my best now, no, I came to the most suitable sparring partner!

The Pope stared at Zhang Heng deadly, and his hatred for Zhang Heng had surpassed the sum of the three major families!

In his opinion, Zhang Heng is the number one heretic in this world!

Because Zhang Heng not only destroyed the Holy See Holy Land, but also forced the four-winged angel to come!

In the eyes of outsiders, the advent of the four-winged angel is undoubtedly majestic and strong, but for him, it is painful and helpless.

Because every time an angel comes, it will cost him a lot!

"No one knows what it costs to invite an angel to come!"

The grief and indignation in the Pope's eyes grew stronger.

Inviting an angel to come down sounds very scary, but in fact, the popes of the past have not been willing to make this choice at all.

Because the angel will come and make the pope pay a huge price.

First, it's life!

Ninety percent of all life will be sacrificed to the God of Light!

Although the slogan of the Holy See is that God has mercy on the world and God bless everything, as the Pope, he knows very well that every time he receives strength from God, he has to give more......

Ninety percent of the lives are amazing enough, but the most fatal thing is the second one!

In addition to life, it is necessary to give the soul!

The best sacrifice is the soul.

Whether it is the spider goddess, the god of darkness, or the god of light, for them, the best sacrifice is always the soul, the soul of the enemy, and the soul of the fanatical believer, which is the most delicious ingredient in the world.

The Pope's soul is the best in the ranks of ingredients, and now half of his soul has been devoured by the four-winged angel.

If he can't take Zhang Heng, or the angel comes for the second time, he will give all his soul......

"I'm going to kill you!"

The Pope's hatred for Zhang Heng could not be washed away by pouring the water of the three rivers and five lakes.

His wings flapped, and he arrived at Zhang Heng's side in the blink of an eye, he had already seen that Zhang Heng's strength was not simple, and he was not sure of winning, so he let everyone consume it first, and now that he was going to do it himself, it was natural to grab a start and strike first.

However, Zhang Heng's reaction speed was so fast, at the moment he came, he had already punched and collided with him.

Zhang Heng's punch now, how heavy is it? I'm afraid it's enough to blow a hill to pieces, enough to smash an armored car into a discus, it's Quinta's physical strength, and if you bear this punch, you will also be seriously injured, but the corner of the Pope's mouth shows a smile of disdain, allowing Zhang Heng's fist to smash on his body!

Such a strong force smashed on his body, but it only made his body shake, and then his hands, which were wrinkled like tree bark, were clenched into fists and directly hit Zhang Heng's body!

Rumble!

Zhang Heng was directly smashed upside down and flew out, collapsing several buildings in a row!

"Long live, long live the Pope!"

Seeing this scene, all the believers shouted wildly, as if they saw the dawn of hope.

However, the people of the Lingbao Sect were heartbroken, and they looked at Zhang Heng worriedly.

Only Zhou Daoheng seemed to be relieved, his hand clenched into a fist several times, let go a few times, and muttered in his heart.

"I hope this pope can kill him......"

And Zhang Heng's body, after unloading most of the power, finally stopped in the void.

He looked at the Pope, his eyes were slightly solemn, and the Demon Swinging Spear was raised, killing him again.

This time, he used all his strength, all seventy-five killing arrays were in operation, and he cast a retreat under his feet, walking like flying, out of nowhere, his figure flashed again and again, and dozens of shots were stabbed between his breaths!

Bang bang bang!

Blood flowers continued to erupt from the Pope's body, but as soon as the blood flowers bloomed, they healed at a faster rate.

"You can't kill me, now I'm a real immortal!" the Pope sneered, grabbing his hand in the void.

When he grabbed it, a huge wind blade several meters long appeared, which was thrown directly at Zhang Heng.

At his current level, like a Jindan cultivator, he was already able to control a small range of heaven and earth power.

"You're also immortal?"

Zhang Heng knew what he relied on.

Before, his so-called immortal body was because the Vatican had a large amount of light divine power, which could constantly repair his body.

And now, the Vatican's light divine power has been exhausted, but the light divine power in the four-winged angel's body is very abundant, so he naturally has the capital to consume with Zhang Heng.

But Zhang Heng firmly believes that there is a limit to everything, and when the power is beyond the scope of restoration that the power of the Light God can do, then his immortal body will cease to exist.

All of Zhang Heng's spiritual power was poured into the Demon Swinging Divine Spear, and the spear hummed, like the roar of heaven and earth, and the surrounding spiritual energy quickly converged, forming a cyan wave of qi in the void!

The air waves are in the air, like the heavenly river hanging upside down, and if the foundation building monk is involved, he will be wiped out in an instant!

Zhang Heng stabbed out with a shot, and the agitated qi became irritable, and with the sharp tip of the gun, he roared towards the Pope!