A portal to Hades opens.

The tumbling evil qi gushed out, and there were many familiar and strange things in the world.

Ten ghosts roared in horror, and they felt fear in their hearts.

Although the gods and ancestors recorded in ancient books appeared, they were not able to lure them away, and the fate that followed was destined to be tragic.

Fu Yang is like an iron-faced and selfless judge, dragging the soul rope and coming with a ghost.

Not long after, a group of ghosts and yin gods walked out of the portal, holding a killing rod in one hand and a soul rope in the other, walking in the two worlds of yin and yang, chasing the yin souls scattered in the yang world.

"See your Excellency." The ghost sent a salute.

"Put you in hell to serve your sentence." Fu Yang ordered.

"Yes!"

With the next sound, a group of ghosts took action to grab the ten souls, and the killing rod struck them, causing them to roar heartbreakingly.

The battle at high altitude had long since stopped, and he was watching this scene in amazement, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

The ghost and yin god who had disappeared for 10,000 years had reappeared, and it was really unbelievable that he was at the disposal of this person.

The portal vanished into thin air, leaving only ten corpses on the ground, like a dream, like an unreal thing.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!"

Although the battle stopped, but did not cease fighting, the void thought took the opportunity to make a move, if it wins, it seems that the victory is not martial, but Ye Luotian's sin is unforgivable, and there is no need to be merciful.

Wisps of golden light pierced Ye Luotian's body, and a black ferocious aura floated out from the wound, as if suffering great pain.

For a while, the battle broke out again, and both sides fought desperately and spared no effort at all.

"Betray my love. Debt of conscience ......"

At this time, a mobile phone rang with ecstasy, it was Fu Yang's mobile phone.

The number displayed on the display screen was from a foreign country, and Fu Yang couldn't help but wonder, he didn't have any foreign friends.

Immediately. Then slide the answer button.

"Hello, is this Mr. Fu Yang?" A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone.

"I'm Fu Yang, who are you?" Fu Yang asked.

was able to say the name for the first time, and it has been ruled out that it was a harassing call.

"We are the Holy Crusade we have met in the United States." The middle-aged man replied.

"It's you, are things going well?" Fu Yang said.

Suddenly, Fu Yang sounded who it was, at that time, he really wanted to cooperate with the Pope, if the two could be combined. It is bound to be of great help to the Adventist problem.

"The Pope has agreed to receive Your Excellency, please be sure to let us know the location, and the Vatican will send a commissioner to pick you up and drop you off." The middle-aged man said.

"I'm in the Philippines, a beach resort." Fu Yang said bluntly.

He is not worried at all that the other party will play tricks, and he has the ability to walk sideways on the earth, if the Holy See really doesn't open his eyes. Plucking tiger hair on his head and not mind having the current pope replaced.

"Okay. I will contact the diocesan bishop in the Philippines and ask them to come and receive you. The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was humane.

"Yes, please hurry, I'm busy and have a lot to deal with." Fu Yang said.

As soon as the phone was hung up, the battle above had come to an end.

Now. Ye Luotian was covered with scars, and blood was falling, accompanied by a thick fierce aura.

With a sword slash, Yuan Chengzi was full of endless hatred, and brewed a terrifying swordsmanship.

It was as if it was about to tear the sky. The space has to be cut apart, and between the edges of the swordsmanship, there is a faint dark shadow, like a vacuum.

Eventually, a head man and a corpse fell, and life was cut off by a sword.

The three remaining Demon Dao Ancestors, seeing this scene, couldn't help but feel a little glad in their hearts, they had gotten rid of Ye Luotian's control, and the Gu worms in their bodies could also be eliminated with mana, and they all used their own life-saving methods.

Three black lights, fleeing in different directions.

However, the five Primal Ancestors of the Righteous Path and the Buddha's cultivation of the void thoughts were almost exhausted, and even if they caught up, it might not be possible to kill them.

Fu Yang didn't care either, this matter was caused by them spontaneously, he didn't want to take action in person, and kept his own means to deal with the gods from the heavenly plane.

In the sky, an invisible golden light descended, scattered on the ancestors of the primordial infants, this is the light of merit, the eye of the mortal spirit is not visible, only the immortal can perceive.

The matter came to an end, and a large stone in the heart of the righteous monk fell to the ground.

The demonic giants who had always regarded nothing in the cultivation world had fallen, and the world seemed to be replaced by a pure sky again.

At the end of the song, the demon monks who were hidden in the dark realized that the general trend had gone, and fled as soon as possible, and the righteous monks gradually dispersed.

Only Fu Yang was still basking in the sun on the beach, and the ten corpses had been disposed of, and the entire peaceful beach had been restored to its original appearance.

……

An hour passed, and a group of missionaries dressed in papal attire arrived.

They didn't notice anything strange around them, but their expressions were very serious, serious, holding a Bible in both hands, as if they had never left their hands.

An old man walked in front of Fu Yang with light steps, and asked very politely, "Is it His Excellency Fu Yang?" ”

"Yes, you're the one who came to pick me up?" Fu Yang asked.

"Exactly, I am Bishop Fett of the Diocese of the Philippines, and I have come to invite Your Excellency to the Vatican at the behest of the Headquarters." The old man's expression always remained sacred and solemn.

"Let's go, then." Fu Yang got up and said.

The big and small pairs are close by his side, protecting him all the time.

"Who are these two?" Bishop Fett was puzzled.

"My bodyguard, don't mind." Fu Yang said.

"Don't mind." Bishop Fett nodded.

Bishop Fett's eyes flashed with a hint of vague disdain, completely treating Fu Yang as a gentleman, but due to the order of the headquarters, he could not show it directly, so as not to provoke a person who could not be provoked.

Riding in a row of luxury cars, Fu Yang was escorted by a group of missionaries to the nearest Philippine airport.

Instead of going directly to the check-in hall, they walked to the commissioner's passage, where a small passenger plane was parked in the airport.

The wealth of the Holy See is unimaginable, accumulated over hundreds of years. It is no longer comparable to a small country.

The Holy See, with its 200 million believers, receives tens of billions of dollars in donations every year, and if it is gathered all over the world, even a few large countries will have to pay attention to it.

Although, the Vatican is only a city. But the importance is extraordinary, if you take the Philippines as an estimate, any country, directly bird the Philippines does not look at the Philippines, decisively choose the Vatican.

The reason for this is that the appeal of this city-state has exceeded ninety percent of Europeans who believe in conversation from ancient times to the present.

……

Board the airliner.

There is no lack of religious art on the decorations.

The whole is solemn and sacred, as if it is rendering the brilliance of God.

However, in Fu Yang's eyes, he was worthless, put on an eye mask, lowered the chair, and fell asleep.

He was accompanied by several young priests. Nor did they care about this mysterious guest, and they were immersed in the sea of theology. Keep flipping through the Bible in your hand.

With the roar, the passenger plane slowly ascended to the sky and flew towards the set position.

Time flies quickly, anyway, when Fu Yang woke up, he was already in Vatican City.

It is a city with a long history, like an ancient giant. Lie still on the earth and fall asleep.

Night has shrouded, and the ancient city is lit up everywhere, highlighting the light of God that is protecting it.

Roman-style buildings scattered throughout the city, with hideous statues of alien beasts on the walls. as the resting place of angels.

"It's one of the most beautiful cities in the world." Fu Yang exclaimed.

"This is a blessed place, and God is always watching." A young priest said proudly.

In exchange for a disdainful look from Fu Yang, he was completely saying that the other party was a stupid hat.

God fell 10,000 years ago, and what to focus on here is his own feeling that something is wrong.

It's a pity that Fu Yang didn't dare to say this, this is the core of the Holy See, he is here to seek cooperation, not to provoke trouble, not to mention that religious madmen do things, similar to terrorists, they can't wait for thousands of people to condemn you, self-immolation to play with you, not to kill you, but also to scare you to death.

As soon as I got off the plane, I was greeted by a group of people.

They are very different, they are all dressed in black suits, with miniature walkie-talkies in their ears, and they have a bit of a mercenary flavor.

But from them, Fu Yang felt that the energy fluctuated, different from the true qi and mana of the monks, it should be the fighting qi that was prevalent in Western warriors, once the battle started, the potential of the whole body could be continuously stimulated.

"Your Majesty, I've been waiting for a long time." A middle-aged man in a suit said with a grim face.

A row of black sedans, with an angel's winged Peugeot at the front, this is the exclusive Pope's car, a model jointly designed and manufactured by several of the world's top car manufacturers, and it is not sold to the public, and it is directly bought by the rich and capricious Holy See for property rights and copyrights.

The young priests who accompanied him, their eyes lit up, the pope's car was not qualified to ride in ordinary people, but it was used to greet this young man, and he couldn't help but regret in his heart, why didn't he set up a relationship on the plane.

Fu Yang sat on it with his buttocks, and sat down twice, feeling that the seat was very comfortable, as if he was sitting on an air cushion, and there were large and small pairs sitting on the left and right.

The two men in black took the initiative to close the car door, and the priests who came together also wanted to get into the car, but were scolded by a man in black: "What are you doing? ”

"Get in the car." A young priest said.

"You are not eligible for it, and besides, your mission has been completed, please return to the diocese on your own." The man in black said very politely.

For a while, the priests who came with them had their faces slumped, and they looked so resentful that they dared not speak out.

The road leading to the Vatican Palace has been cleared of vehicles and is unobstructed.

In about ten minutes, Fu Yang arrived at his destination.

Walking into the splendid palace, the walls are depicted with a picture of the world's oily and slippery, and it is estimated that if you scrape off a layer, it will sell for millions of dollars.

The Vatican Palace is the residence of the Pope, and only the general bishop can enter directly, and the rest of the personnel need to obtain permission, otherwise it will be regarded as a challenge to the majesty of the Holy See.

A line of nuns and monks was already waiting.

But at a glance, Fu Yang saw that these nuns were wrinkled like tree bark, and they should be saints of the Holy See.

This is a real saintess, with the title of glory that she has boiled out of her life, a total of twelve, each of them is too old to look good, and it is completely the same as the two concepts of the saintess in the novel.

Of course, there are also those who have not become saints until they are old, and they only go to the nun school to be a grandmother, who has a lot of power and likes to discipline the little nuns who are in love with the beginning.

As soon as he finds out, he is called into the office and takes out the rattan whip from the cabinet to spank his ass.

Don't ask Fu Yang even knows all this, knowledgeable is just very annoying.

The twelve saints and twelve bishops took Fu Yang to meet the Pope, but it could be seen from their eyes that they were very disdainful in the face of an Oriental.

Fu Yang didn't bother to care, a bunch of old virgins and old virgins, and the grievances in their hearts were unimaginably big.

Speaking of which, Fu Yang seems to be a virgin too.

Pushing open a door, an old man sitting on a high chair, wearing a crown and holding a scepter, no need to ask, this must be the Pope.

"Good night, distinguished guest from the East, I am the current Pope Mores." The Pope looked very kind, and he did not see any majesty at all.

"Hello, Pope." Fu Yang said calmly.

"You must be hungry, let's have dinner together." Moraise smiled.

"I really didn't eat anything along the way." Fu Yang said.

Shift to a lavishly decorated dining room with only four people seated at a long table.

The rest of the staff, having been evacuated by the Pope, did not like to be watched while he was eating.

"Finally, I can have another good meal." Morais said excitedly.

Place the lid on the plate and a fragrant steak will be revealed.

Fu Yang was stunned for an instant, the clergy of the Holy See should not be able to eat meat, why did the supreme leader of the Holy See actually eat steak.

"Don't worry about these formal problems, you can't eat something as delicious as steak, it's really a waste of life." Mores explained.

As soon as he finished speaking, he did not rush to start, but found a bottle of something from his sleeve.

Swinging on the table, Mores said very seriously: "Eating steak without the magic ingredients from the East is definitely a lifelong regret." ”

At a glance, the three big characters directly shattered Fu Yang's heart.

Because it says, old! Dry! Mother!

is also equipped with a portrait of a middle-aged and elderly woman, Fu Yang's chin is about to fall to the ground.

This has made countless men and women red-faced old godmothers have actually traveled overseas to conquer the world's high-ranking popes, if it spreads, what should the 200 million Holy See believers think.

"Do you want to take a spoonful, Your Excellency is a Chinese, you should be able to eat it often, this is authentic, the bishop of the Diocese of Tuohua brought it back." Mores said righteously.

Fu Yang was a little speechless, how could he come up with such a perfect match for dark cuisine with steak and old godmother.

Take a spoonful, spread evenly on the steak, cut off a small piece of beef and chew it in your mouth.

In an instant, an indescribable taste exploded in the brain.

"The taste is refreshing, you are so talented." Fu Yang exclaimed. (To be continued......)