"Sinner, I will give you the most cruel divine punishment and let you die of depression in endless remorse!"

St. John's voice was full of hatred, he hated Chen Yi very much, every Great Perfection is an endless wealth, the three Great Perfections can be said to have been made up with the strength of the entire Holy See, and now that they are all lost in Chen Yi's hands, how can he not hate?

What he has to do is to say, if he fails at such a great cost, then he is a sinner, the kind of sinner who has been written into the secret books of the Holy See for thousands of years!

He couldn't think of any way to torture Chen Yi to offset his monstrous hatred, but he promised that as long as Chen Yi fell into his hands, he would definitely make Chen Yi regret being a person in his life!

"Roar!"

The dragon soul melted like an iceberg seeing the sun, and disappeared in an instant, but it was still angry in the sky, and after Chen Yi, it broke through the last distance, opened its mouth, and swallowed the old god stick of St. John into its stomach in one gulp.

The black jade-like dragon teeth bit down fiercely, and when they were about to touch the Saint John Heavenly Spirit Gai, the dragon teeth the thickness of the stump actually shrank abruptly, turning into the size of a needle tip that shimmered with metallic light.

Its evil qi condensed to the limit, as long as ordinary people were contaminated with a trace, it was enough to foam at the mouth and die black, but what the dragon soul had to do was to pierce the entire dragon tooth into it.

There are many acupuncture points on the heavenly spirit, there are Baihui, Houding, Fengfu, Dumb Gate, etc., all of which are important acupuncture points in the human body, and they are also one of the acupuncture points used by monks to absorb and exhale spiritual energy, and the dragon soul is to use these acupuncture points for internal and external communication to enter his body, corrode internal organs, disturb spiritual thoughts, make him crazy, and even self-harm and suicide!

Not only that, at this moment, the dragon's huge tongue turned into a first-born one-horned python, and its body was also rapidly decomposing, and it also became a one-horned python, these pythons suddenly condensed, compressed to the extreme, smaller than the tip of a needle, thinner than Maimang, like thousands of black lights, enveloping St. John's whole body, desperately drilling into it.

"God shines on me, I am the light, the light is for me!

St. John's high-pitched voice was like singing, as if he were reciting a poem of God, and at the top of the scepter in his hand was a fist-sized gem, which burst into light and lit up the night sky, and also the scepter.

The scepter is simple, it seems to be made of gold, but it is not like, at the moment when the gem is lit, there are layers of yellow skin peeling off on the scepter, revealing a slightly thinner green staff handle that seems to be covered with patina, the staff handle is engraved with smooth rune patterns, there are mountains, rivers and seas, there are flowers, birds, fish and beasts, they are also releasing light, one by one light connection, like a vine blood wound on the staff handle.

"Flash copper?"

Chen Yi saw the material of the scepter clearly, and exclaimed, this kind of thing was very familiar to him, exactly the same as his bronze figures.

What surprised Chen Yi didn't end there, that gem not only lit up the scepter handle, but also St. John!

At that moment, he was like a small sun, radiating a dazzling light all around him.

Indeed, as he said, he is the light, and the light is for him!

"Roar!"

There was a cry of pain from the void, it was from the dragon, extremely angry.

At this moment, the needle-pointed wheat-like snakes retreated rapidly, but no matter how fast they retreated, they could not match the speed of light.

The dazzling light caught these snakes, blending with each other, you have me, I have you, like devouring.

In just an instant, half of the thousands of snakes were devoured, half were fleeing, but they still couldn't escape the light.

"Fuck, awk, that's the big move!"

Although they were opponents of each other, Chen Yi also sincerely applauded the old god stick, his cultivation and magic were superb. If he can learn these hands, then he will definitely be able to deal with Yin and evil things such as Dragons and Evil in the future.

"The surname Chen, if you sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight again, then let's die together!" Long Sha was extremely angry, it was abolished most of its body, and it suffered heavy losses, this guy actually hit the knot there and admired, it really wanted to turn around and burrow into Chen Yi's brain, and turn him into the highest cultivator in history!

"Old god stick, Lao Tzu wants to capture you alive!"

Chen Yi went crazy, just like a person with pink eye, his eyes were red as blood, and he forcibly launched the spell regardless of his injuries.

Zong's army once led half of the river to the enemy, and Chen Yi now follows suit, leading the entire Qinhuai River.

"Old God, I'm here!"

Chen Yi roared like a nervous man, and pointed into a sword, slashing through the void with difficulty. The fingertips fell, the water rolled and roared endlessly, and the entire Qinhuai River actually rose into the air, the waves were surging, rolling and stretching, and swept towards several people.

"Hurry!"

Chen Yi shouted angrily again, and at the end of the spell, the water dragon in the sky also seemed to be summoned, carrying tens of millions of great forces, and smashed down on the head of St. John.

"Boom!"

The movement was like a landslide, like a tsunami, falling from the sky and smashing on the head of St. John.

The mountainous land, which had been destroyed by several masters, suddenly became Wang Yangzeguo after the Qinhuai River, and his mother didn't know him.

"Poof!"

St. John spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were full of rage, and he wanted to burn the world, and he wanted to burn the bastard with endless crooked tricks.

So much of the river, almost all of which fell on him, caused him a lot of damage, and he forgot how many years it had been since he had been so badly injured. But this is not the end, Chen Yi's purpose is not like this, the damage is small, and the interference is big.

Although the Eastern and Western cultivation systems are different, the law of everything will not change. To put it bluntly, his holy light was a powerful fire spell, and Chen Yi washed the entire Qinhuai River in order to minimize the power of his holy light.

Water can not only extinguish the flames, but also reduce the energy of the fire through itself by refracting and diffracting the fire.

And his holy light did not escape the trap of the Five Elements Shengke, unfortunately he was hit, he was disturbed, and the energy was conducted and dissipated along the water flow, although it could still cause some damage to the dragon sha, but it was no longer as devastating as before!

"Roar!"

Seeing that the Holy Light that suppressed it was curtailed, the dragon immediately killed a horse pistol and came back, and the snake swam away, piercing into the body of the old god stick.

The water of the Qinhuai River not only does not make any obstacles to him, but also helps it, the water is even yin to soft, the evil qi is also feminine, the nature is born, and it is the nest that has been entrenched for thousands of years, the familiar can no longer be familiar, under the growth of one or the other, it is like a bamboo, rushing into the body of St. John in one go, crazy destruction.

"Brute!"

St. John roared, and the corners of his mouth kept coughing up blue-black plasma, as if his face had turned dark and blue as if he had not seen the light of day, and his entire body was coiled by the dragon and destroyed wildly.

"Wori!"

The corners of Chen Yi's mouth twitched, this dragon is so awesome, if it weren't for St. John blocking this shot for himself, and becoming a person like this, I'm afraid it would be him.

Even if it is blocked with nine peachwood swords, the remnants of the dragon demon are still a behemoth, not to be underestimated, if Chen Yi is possessed by the dragon demon like Saint John, the end will definitely not be better than him.

"Do you think such a small skill of carving insects will hurt me, arrogant and ignorant!" St. John's blue-black face sneered with disdain, hideous and terrifying, like a ghost, he clenched his staff again, and a series of obscure tones sang, the notes ethereal, thick and high-pitched.

"The glory of my Lord is everywhere, you infidels......"

"Your uncle's glory is useless!"

Before he could finish chanting, Chen Yi burst into flames, and an electric snake with the thickness of an arm rushed straight into his head, crackling, spreading all over his body, making the former pope involuntarily dance a mechanical dance.

That dance is definitely a hundred times better than the square dance aunt!

A white flame burned from his chest like a white lotus, with a divine aura, beautiful and brilliant, but it had just bloomed, and before it could bloom, it had already been extinguished.

Spells all over the world are the same, all need to go through the brain's deep meditation, communicate the five elements of yin and yang, interact with each other, and generate all kinds of fantasy visions, if the meditation is interrupted, then half of the spell will inevitably die halfway, and it will also lead to the loss of energy control, causing extremely serious consequences.

Chen Yi's lightning bolt that hit the door of his semi-bald head worked like this.

"Bang!"

St. John's chest rose and fell violently, as if a small bomb had exploded in his chest, his skin cracked, his sternum broken, and a large mouthful of blood erupted from his mouth.

All this was seen by Chen Yi, how could he miss it, and bombarded with Baji Fist and Ying's Hong Fist, punched elbows, attracted meat, and quickly smashed it out.

"Brute!

St. John was so angry that he spurted blood, but there was nothing he could do, there was a dragon in his body, Chen Yi carried the power of thunder outside his body, and there were more than two dozen sun-chasing knives to assassinate and cut at various tricky angles, and he had no power to fight back at all.

It was the greatest existential crisis of his life, and it was very likely that he would die in this foreign land.

"No, no, I can't die like this, I'm a messenger of God, I'm going to spread the glory of God to the whole world, I'm going to be a god, I'm going to be a god......"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

……

Chen Yi's fist technique was sharp and fierce, smashing his fist and leg on St. John's old body, blasting from the air to the ground, and from the ground to the ground, without stopping for a moment, without giving him any respite!

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, the Sunchaser finally broke through his skin, and the other Sunchasers were about to enter St. John's body.

Once the Sun Chasing Knife rages in its body, even if it is a Da Luo Immortal, it will be hated on the spot.

"Die, die, die together! My Lord beckons to me in heaven, Satan throws a party for you in hell, all die, all die!" St. John's eyes flashed with a frenzied light, and he cried out madly.

"Not good!"

Chen Yi withdrew his hand abruptly and retreated sharply, he felt a piercing chill from the bottom of his heart, which was a signal of extreme danger...... Cat flutter Chinese