Coming out of the stone cave, without looking back, Li Mang walked down expressionlessly. When passing through the battlefield, I saw that the Changfeng Steward and a few of them were still fighting fiercely with those masters of the Holy See, while the others were not much left, obviously chasing the escapees.

Seeing the battle in the field, Li Mang decided to leave, he bypassed the corpses everywhere on the field, walked into the woods and sprinted in the direction of San Francisco, this time he needed to dive back.

That's right, the San Francisco beach is not too far from here, and the others may be in trouble, because they can't leave by plane in the United States, they can only go through guò other channels, and they are afraid that they will need to be hunted down for several days before they can leave the United States. But Li Mang couldn't do anything about it, he could only pray that they would all be safe.

Along the way, there will always be some people from the Holy See from time to time, but fortunately, most of their strength is weak, and they can't even detect Li Mang's whereabouts, so naturally nothing will happen.

Traveling all the way unimpeded, Li Mang soon entered the territory of San Francisco, and in just over an hour, he could come to the beach, which made his tense nerves relax a lot.

However, at this moment, he heard the sound of a fight in the woods in front of him, although he didn't want to make a sideshow, but he felt that the energy in front of him was somewhat familiar, and after thinking about it, he carefully lurked over.

It was a person from the Holy See, and there were two cardinal archbishops, as well as a dozen bishop-level retinues.

As for the one who was attacked by them together, there was only one person, a blood-stained white shadow, with an indifferent face that emitted snow and frost in the sky, who could it be if it wasn't the snow god.

The strength of the snow god is the first of the immortal emperors. Nature is not to be underestimated. But now she is alone with two cardinal archbishops, and a group of bishops who are not weak to assist, and she is completely at a disadvantage.

“…… Little Snowflake is too unlucky! Li Mang sighed secretly. The number of cardinal archbishops is not much, the reason why there are twenty ambushes on the farms in Nevada at once is because the Holy See has vowed to slaughter them, and there are not many other places, and I really can't understand why the snow god met two at once.

He didn't know that when he learned that the ambush was defeated on all fronts, Yanhuang's people didn't die. On the contrary, when hundreds of people were slaughtered on their own side, the Holy See could not sit still at all, regardless of the resources that could be mobilized. Even the Pope himself brought people with him.

No, Snow God, Shu Dai and the Thunder Emperor were not very lucky, and when they evacuated, they encountered a siege and annihilation team composed of cardinals, and they were scattered in the resistance. He was also hunted down and killed all the way. There was also Li Mang who saw the scene in front of him.

"Whew!"

Seeing that the snow god in the field was in a dangerous situation, Li Mang found an opportunity and suddenly struck, and the dragon scales carried terrifying energy and rushed towards the two cardinal archbishops like meteors.

"Be careful!"

After all, the strength is not bad, and the two cardinals can sense the danger coming, and hurriedly dodge in a panic.

The dragon scales were in the air, but how could they come back without blood, and flew towards the bishops on the side as they turned the corner, quickly slashing past their necks. Let the blade of the sword be dyed a bewitching red.

"Little snowflake, go!" Li Mang didn't want to stay longer. When he screamed, he took the lead and fled forward, exerting his light skills to the fullest, and his feet did not occupy the treetops.

The snow god also reacted quickly, dodging to break through the defense broken by Li Mang, and the speed did not fall behind, and the red and white dresses fluttered in the air infinitely bewitching.

"That's Li Mang, anyone can let it go, but he can't, let the people from the San Francisco church intercept it in front!" The cardinal archbishop in the back recognized Li Mang's identity, and when he set out to pursue, he did not forget to order his subordinates behind him to call for assistance.

“… I don't even know if I'm saving you or hurting you. Li Mang still had the heart to laugh at this time.

"It doesn't matter, just go back." The coldness that the snow god is accustomed to.

"Absolutely." Li Mang affirmed.

"This direction is the sea." Snow God reminds.

"It's the sea." Li Mang said he knew.

“…… When they said that you swam over, I thought it was a joke, but now I suddenly believe it. The snow god didn't ask much, just followed behind him, in short, Li Mang had no reason to harm her.

"That's right, I just swam here." Li Mang said helplessly, seeing that the people behind him had caught up, and when he stepped on the treetops under his feet, his speed suddenly increased a lot.

Although the strength of the cardinal archbishop is good, when it comes to speed, it is still faster than the cultivation system in the east, and the two of them quickly left the two behind them far away.

The help from the San Francisco church acted quickly, coupled with the report of the two cardinal archbishops behind them, they almost accurately blocked Li Mang's way, and it was a group of people mainly composed of two cardinals, hundreds of people, different strengths and weaknesses.

"You have to break through before the two people behind catch up, otherwise it will be very difficult." Li Mang lowered his voice.

"We have three minutes." The snow god gave his estimate.

"It's enough...... Before his echo could completely fall, the dragon scale sword in his hand had already come out of his hand first, stabbing forward and down from above.

"Boom!" The dragon's scales slashed at a small hill, and the explosion of the splattered rocks caused chaos in front of the crowd, and the dust was billowing and distracting from the vision.

"Qiu Qiu ......"

In front of the snow god, dense blades of ice appeared, spiraling and falling, billowing dust blocking their vision. The masters may be able to perceive this danger, and even threaten the life of the cardinal, but some of the weaker ones cannot, and they all die under the ice blade.

The cooperation between the two is a rare and tacit understanding.

Li Mang glanced at her, but found that she hadn't stopped yet, her expression was solemn at the moment, as if she was communicating something, and the next moment, the atmosphere of a space in front of her suddenly dropped, giving birth to beautiful snowflakes, swinging and falling.

At this moment, they are descending from mid-air, just in the middle of a snowflake, it seems that it should be romantic, but in fact, it is not. Whether it was him or the snow god, his whole body was stained with red blood, and this scene was full of poignant.

Originally, it was just a cool late autumn, but now it is suddenly full of snowflakes, and it is only this area, which is obviously very abnormal, and the people below are carefully on guard, beware of abnormal changes that may occur at any time.

The fluffy snowflakes that fell on the back of their hands melted into water, cold and cold, bringing them a hint of strangeness, which was a faint fear.

Sure enough, when they lost their vigilance against the snowflakes, they suddenly turned into weapons, slashing through their cheeks and necks, and sending out unstoppable blood like sharp blades.

They tried to dodge, but the snowflakes suddenly seemed to come to life, fluttering as they moved, always slicing across their bodies, intentionally or unintentionally. In the end, they even attacked in groups, and hundreds of snowflakes pierced their bodies at the same time, like a hornet's nest. It wasn't until they met the warm blood that the snowflakes gradually melted, fusing with the blood and water to quickly stain the corpse.

Li Mang found that the spatial range of the snowflakes released by the snow god was a domain, and she was a god within the domain, and she could even control the trajectory of every snowflake in the realm, only in her mind. In the moment he was observing, more than half of the hundreds of papal members in San Francisco had been lost, and the remaining half of the people who were insufficient seemed to be alone, glaring at the two of them at the moment

(To be continued......)