Chapter 220: Sensation in the Western Cultivation Circle (Part II)

"That, why do you look at me like this?", seeing everyone's brightening expressions, Zhang Xiaofeng's heart asked with a slight chill.

"Did you really kill the chief inquisitor of the Holy See, and also turned the scarab beetle into a magic weapon?", staring into Zhang Xiaofeng's eyes, Gaila Holy Demon Master asked solemnly, and as Gaila's words fell, everyone stared at Zhang Xiaofeng seriously.

"Well...", hearing Gaila's words, Zhang Xiaofeng nodded, and then flipped his hand, in the shocked and fanatical eyes of everyone, countless blood-colored lines slowly appeared, and finally, condensed into a blood-red transparent beetle, the surging and terrifying dark power radiated from the blood-red insect, and the terrifying dark power made all the members present feel like a tired person suddenly receiving the most professional massage, and the whole body was indescribably comfortable

"Whew!!", the Dark Holy Magister's Gaila quickly chanted a complicated incantation, and then with a wave of his hand, he laid an enchantment, blocking these terrifying dark powers in the enchantment.

"Haha, it's really the original scarab beetle!!", looking at the demon beetle in Zhang Xiaofeng's hand feverishly, Bai Di and Gaila both laughed wildly, laughed heartily and said: "It's really enjoyable, this mission, not only got the demon soul bracelet back, but also killed the second person in the Holy See, the chief magistrate, and turned their holy weapon scarab into a magic weapon, haha."

Such a terrifying harvest, let alone a few seventh-level powerhouses, even the president of the Dark Association couldn't help but laugh wildly, right?

"Your ability amazes us, kid...", after a long time, Gaila seemed to have exhausted her excitement, looked at Zhang Xiaofeng with an appreciative face, and said: "Although I am very curious about what ability you use, or what method you can use to achieve such a point, but, our Dark Association is also particular about **, we will not investigate these ** problems with you, as long as we see what you have done, this is enough...".

"Thank you Lord Gaila for your understanding...", hearing Gaila's words, Zhang Xiaofeng bowed and said with a slight smile, his demeanor was graceful, his body exuded a noble temperament, and he said hypocritically in a soft voice: "For the sake of the association, for our dark world, all this is what I should do."

"Haha, so !! said !!it well", hearing Zhang Xiaofeng's words, Gela laughed happily, and at the same time, he smiled and said to Zhang Xiaofeng: "Don't call me an adult in the future, with your great contribution this time, it is absolutely immeasurable for the association, and your status in the future will definitely be above me...".

"Lord Gaila is serious...", hearing Gaila's words, although Zhang Xiaofeng's psychology admitted, the modest virtues of the Chinese did not discard, but said with a smile.

"Okay, let's not say much about polite things, let's clean up tonight and go back, this news must be reported to the association as soon as possible, so that everyone is happy and happy, haha...".

The dividing line at the beginning of the plot ——————— !! a thunderclap !! sensation in the entire Western cultivation world!! The second person in the Holy See, the director of the Inquisition, was actually killed by a small earl-level blood clan, this news simply made all the cultivators in the Western cultivation world stunned, only a fourth-level earl-level blood clan, but killed the Holy See magistrate who was the best of the seventh-level powerhouses, this news made everyone's hearts in addition to shock or shock, everyone's first reaction was not to believe it.

After all, this news is too shocking, how big is the gap between the fourth-level earl-level bloodline and the seventh-level referee? A bloodline with only a few thousand energy points, in front of a strong man with millions of energy points, is simply no different from a humble ant, although he is the stronger one among the many ants, but the ant is still an ant after all.

Yes, everyone knows that it is impossible for an earl-level bloodline to kill a seventh-level powerhouse with his own strength, but, but what method did the other party use, or what tricks did he use, and even a terrifying powerhouse helped him, but he let a seventh-level powerhouse who went to hunt him down, this is an indisputable fact.

The result of this confrontation was shocking, the Dark Association, which has always been at a disadvantage, won a perfect victory this time, but the victory was so perfect, in this operation, the Dark Association successfully got the magic weapon they wanted, and moreover, they also killed the chief judge of the Holy See, and even, turned their holy weapon scarab into a magic weapon.

This time, the Holy See, which has always been high, is tantamount to being slapped in the face by others, and the high-ranking inquisitor was actually killed by a blood clan with only an earl's level, and his own holy weapon was also dyed into a magic weapon.

Shame !! absolute shame!! and shame like never before

"Can anyone tell me what's going on!?", St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican, His Majesty the Pope sat high on the throne, looking at the kneeling Holy Knight Gonro and Cardinal Kenos asked in a deep voice, although he didn't scream madly, but at this moment he made people feel even more terrifying, is this still the Holy and Kind Pope?

The golden robe on his body was windless, and terrifying holy power burst out from his body, the slender and flowing white silk and beard were all flying, and the hand holding the scepter of light, bursts of green tendons were exposed, all showing the fury in his heart at this moment.

And the two people who were kneeling below, Gunlo and Kenos, were kneeling on the floor, the Pope's terrifying holy power, so that the two seventh-level powerhouses felt as if they were carrying a big mountain, they knelt on the ground tightly, the floor under the palms and knees was slowly cracked, under the momentum of the Pope, both of them were unable to move, drops of sweat came out of their foreheads, and then slipped from the tip of their noses, dripping fiercely on the smooth floor like a mirror, splashing in all directions