"Let's see Master Ben come forward and get it!" Xia Dahan reacted instantly, he jumped up, and blasted out with a punch towards the Pope's phantom, "Give me down!" ”

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The next moment, the bright moon collapsed and the stars shattered!

Annihilation Technique, Moon Collapse!

The vigorous river of stars and moon flowed faintly and faintly, and the rolling red dust made a loud noise, washing away the images in the sky.

The Pope's phantom trembled wildly under the moonfall, and was about to disperse into dust.

Li Nezha was simply stunned, he never imagined that someone could be so fierce and bold, that was the Pope! Not to mention whether it is a phantom or not, as long as he appears, what is the difference between it and Jesus coming down to earth?

In the eyes of the world, the Pope is the spokesperson of the gods of the Western Heavenly Realm, and the human beings above the ten thousand people below the gods are supreme.

But now, what did Li Nezha see?

The Pope was pressed and beaten by the second master, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back!

Not to mention the strength to fight back, it is difficult to successfully escape.

Li Nezha rubbed his eyes vigorously, for fear that he had seen it wrong.

But he wasn't mistaken, so he could only repeat the exclamation of 'I'm a good girl'.

The Pope who came to Florence was a phantom, and this time, it was even more bleak and miserable, he was almost from three dimensions to two dimensions, as thin as a posthumous photo.

Don't say it, the Pope's body is clearly extinguished, and the divine light and darkness are blurred, and it is extremely appropriate to describe it as a black and white posthumous photo.

The Pope's phantom snorted, and was directly washed by the moonfall and crashed into the dome of the cathedral.

He shook his body and chatted steadily, and shouted angrily: "It's too much!! ”

After scolding, the Pope's phantom made a move, and a mysterious and vast aura spread unscrupulously from his palm.

Obviously a phantom, but it was as solid as a real person, because a ray of white light suddenly appeared in his hand.

This white light was even deeper than the brilliance on his body, and Qin Tian's eyes narrowed, and he faintly saw the sharpness unique to the blade.

"Good stuff!" Qin Tian exclaimed.

Of course, it's a good thing, and it's not inferior to the crown beads.

This line of white light was held by the Pope's phantom, and the moon collapse of Xia Dahan could no longer push him, as if he had suddenly lifted a high mountain, as dignified as ancient times.

Then a halo of light spread out around the Pope's phantom like a sealed domain, stabilizing his surroundings from wind and rain.

Qin Tian's eyes began to be eager, he turned his feet upside down, and the black dragon spirit soul and the rock turtle spirit soul sank to his feet at the same time, and exploded violently!

The majestic force of the collision caused him to fly high like a cannonball, and he grabbed it straight at the Pope's phantom.

The corners of Li Nezha's mouth twitched, and he didn't say exclamations such as 'I'll drop a good girl', he thought to himself, it's over, the master has made a move, you can't beat the second senior brother, don't you have to be torn into a twist now?

A kind of blasphemous. The feeling of guilt involuntarily rose, it was called expectation, and Li Nezha faintly began to look forward to Qin Tian's means.

Of course, Qin Tian would not let him down.

Bang la la la la~

The sound of iron tools clashing continued, and eight sealed chains of virtual solidity poked out from his shoulders, fangs and claws like octopuses, each grasping one of the directions of the Pope's phantom.

The circle of light outside the Pope's phantasm trembled violently, making a creaking sound like a spring being violently twisted.

Qin Tian raised his eyebrows, and the narrow scars on his face were as red as blood, "Open!! ”

Crunch~~~

Boom!!!

The aperture on the Pope's side was torn and torn apart, turning into milky white dots of light, falling like the most beautiful and miserable snowflakes, melting when they landed.

Under the dome, in mid-air.

Qin Tian and the Pope seemed to be frozen to eternity, and the eight huge chains that reached through the sky were as black as clouds, and evil as the devil's arms and claws protruding from the nine shadows.

The Pope's face was pale, his posture was shaking, he could only make a defensive posture, and tried to retreat, just like the evil on the fresco above his head, being hunted down and encircled.

The air froze, and the Pope's phantom felt like his breath had stalled.

When did such a powerful youth appear in Huaxia again? Compared to his age, he turned out to be younger and more powerful than the guy with the black sword who came to the Vatican eight years ago.

The deepest powerlessness rose in the Pope's heart, and if this continues, how many more generations will it take for the Holy See to spread the will of the Lord to China?

Qin Tian looked at him coldly, and immediately understood what he was thinking.

Spreading the Doctrine? Go spread it with you ready-made believers!!

Stepping on the void, the lotus was born step by step, and the black and red sealed domains shifted and spread in a timely manner, supporting Qin Tian higher and higher like a ladder.

Qin Tian took three vertical steps, stopping just above the body of the Pope's phantom.

Smiling coldly and cruelly, Qin Tian's body was stunned, and his feet stepped down.

It's like standing on a trampoline and trying to rise, this foot is heavy and solid.

The Pope's phantom didn't even have time to wail and say goodbye, and the whole person fell like a meteor, and fell into the arms of his fellow believers.

Maybe not...

He didn't even have time to fall to the bottom, and he was shattered into the powder of the origin in mid-air by the power hidden under Qin Tian's feet, and he didn't know where he came from or where he was going.

Qin Tian probed his hand and manipulated the pearl on his crown and the white light in his palm the moment the Pope's phantom disappeared.

The cold eyes scanned all directions, and after the Pope's phantom disappeared, the circle of light that blocked the people's vision also disappeared.

The Italian cultists looked at the evil face Qin Tian in mid-air, and looked at the eight sealing chains behind him that were as narrow and vicious as the demon's minions, and were completely stunned.

The cultists who came back to their senses screamed in a panic, this incomprehensible Oriental, this Oriental, beyond human cognition, brought them the most helpless fear from the depths of their souls.

Has the dark age that has been preached in the Bible for so long finally arrived? Everyone went crazy, pushing and shoving and running out of the main hall.

Including the metropolitan, everything that had just happened completely subverted his three views, he tore the exquisite priest's robe on his body, and then rushed out of the Cathedral of Our Lady of the Hundred Flowers.

The Virgin of the Dome was half-naked, and her loving eyes caressed her people, but no one could see them.

There seems to be an exception?

Li Nezha's lips trembled and he looked at Qin Tian who came down from the void, with tears in his eyes.

Tear the pope's barrier alive, step on the pope's body, just one glance, and the mountains and rivers will be silent forever.

Such domineering and arrogant, such strength and demeanor, is the master he should really bow down to.

Li Nezha rushed forward two steps, bowed down in front of Qin Tian, who was about to fall, and said sincerely: "Master accept me!" (To be continued.) )