"How is it possible, that's the Pope, how can it be dead?"

Although many believers couldn't accept the pope's sudden hideous appearance for a while, it was also the highest faith in their hearts. All the believers' faces changed drastically, and their whole bodies trembled.

"It is impossible for the Pope to die easily, this Chinese young man will only anger the Pope even more!"

A devout believer said coldly.

In the crowd in the distance, a disciple in a white robe also bowed his head slightly, and muttered: "The Pope is a pure blood clan with an immortal body, this Chinese powerhouse has humiliated the Pope so much, the Pope is probably about to show his true body." ”

The white-robed cultist apparently knew some of the Pope's secrets, and as his words fell.

"Boom!"

Just when everyone was still in shock, they saw a black pillar of light erupt from the huge pit.

In the pillar of light, a black blood mass that lingered with surging force continued to condense, and the intense black blood rushed to the sky, as if it was about to destroy the entire heaven and earth.

"What's the situation, why is the sky suddenly dark!"

The congregationists exclaimed.

Only the white-robed cultist had a calm face: "The Pope is about to show his true body......"

At this moment, among the black pillars of light, a black figure walked out.

It was pitch black, its eyes were scarlet like blood, it looked like a human and not a human, like a ghost but not a ghost, and its claws were more than two feet long, crossed over its chest.

On the pitch-black body, there are mysterious spell patterns lingering, and a pair of shiny wings on his back spread, like a devil who has just crawled out of hell, with a ferocious, cold, bloodthirsty gaze.

"Ye Feng, you actually forced my true body out, I must break your body into pieces, suck up your blood, and then slaughter all your relatives and friends, so that they can accompany you to hell!"

The devilish pope's mouth sounded like that of a night owl, and it stretched out its long, scarlet tongue and licked its bloody lips, its eyes filled with a thick fire of rage.

"No, no, this is by no means the Pope we admire, this must be the devil!"

The believers couldn't believe that the Pope was actually a devil from hell, this scene completely shattered all their faith, some believers were dumbfounded, some believers looked crazy, and some couldn't believe it.

"You are the devil, you are not our pope at all!"

Some believers looked up to the sky and roared.

"Irritable!"

The Pope looked down at the cultist, raised a hand impatiently, and spat out an ancient secret spell from his mouth, and a silent black energy descended on the cultist.

In the blink of an eye, the cultist covered his neck, and a bloody light shot out from the top of his head, flying towards the Pope, and the cultist turned into a dehydrated corpse.

"Devil! This is a complete devil! ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, and their hearts were cold, but they didn't dare to say another word.

But the psychological trauma brought to them by this scene is the most unacceptable to them.

Whoever it is, when he discovers one day that the person he has the highest faith and the most respected person turns out to be just a bloodthirsty devil, he will collapse.

It is said that people have no faith, just like salted fish, but when faith is broken, it is far inferior to even salted fish, and can only use the walking dead to behave.

"Ye Feng, you don't know the true horror of the Dark Blood Clan, our ancestors are not earthlings, but the power of the Blood Clan from a distant planet, although they did not defeat the ancient immortal cultivators of this planet in the end, and they regretted leaving, but the earth at this time is no longer a pity, and it is even more in an ancient catastrophe The aura is exhausted, and the immortal cultivators have been cut off since then, who is still the opponent of my blood clan?"

The Pope flapped his wings and flew into the air.

The blood hole on its chest that had been stepped on by Ye Feng before was being restored to the naked eye at this time, and its recovery power was even more terrifying than before.

"Today, since you forced out my true body, then I will fulfill the unfulfilled last wish of my Dark Blood Clan's ancestral immortals in advance and rule this planet!"

"Bang!"

The Pope no longer talked nonsense with Ye Feng, and shot directly.

As soon as it struck out, it brought surging dark blood, and the entire dark force between heaven and earth vibrated and boiled because of its claw.

Countless dark forces continued to come from the void, quickly condensing on its claws, and the black blood-like light on the claws flashed, soaring several feet long, as if they were about to split the heavens and the earth.

Over the entire Holy Church, black clouds were thick, like night. Then the wind blew fiercely, and the ghost cried wolf.

At this moment, the entire heavens were filled with the coercion of the Pope's claws, and it was like a whirlwind passing through, vowing to destroy all existence in heaven and earth.

"Your ancestral immortals can't rule this planet, you little blood worm is nothing."

Ye Feng smiled contemptuously when he heard this, stepped out, and his palm fell in the air.

"Boom!"

As if the heavens were falling upside down, and the sun and moon were flipping, a huge palm condensed by golden light emerged in the void.

This is purely the physical strength of Ye Feng's perfect body, the light palm is the size of a zhang, the whole body is glazed throughout, running through the entire heaven and earth, and the starry sky that was originally as black as ink is as bright as day in an instant.

The light palm is like a small sun, illuminating the entire starry sky.

Then he slapped it with a palm of several zhang blood. In an instant, the blood was scattered, and at the same time, it slapped at the Pope's body.

The Pope's face changed dramatically, and he jerked away.

It's a pity that its speed can be compared to Ye Feng's, its body is only half of it, and it was slapped on top of its left shoulder by the light palm, and then half of its body under the left shoulder was all shattered by the light palm.

Pieces of black scale armor and bones flew, and a blazing blood mist erupted from its body, which was very terrifying.

"Damn it!"

The Pope didn't expect him to show his true body and was not Ye Feng's opponent, so he was immediately angry, his eyes were scarlet like blood, and he pounced on Ye Feng again with great ferocity.

The wings on its back slammed out, breaking through the sound barrier in an instant, while the other intact blood-colored claw brought up a heavy afterimage, grabbing Ye Feng with the power of cutting through the heavens and the earth.

"Die!"

The Pope raised his right claw, and black blood mist swirled under the blood claw like a poisonous snake, each blood mist represented one of the highest combat skills of the Dark Blood Clan.

Several blood mist overlapped, and when added, the power increased exponentially, and the power was unmatched.

"This is the ultimate Blood Shadow Claw of the Dark Blood, if you can take it, I'll turn around and run away."

The Pope laughed fiercely, and countless giant claws overlapping with blood mist slapped towards Ye Feng's head.

"Naive, do you say you can escape?"

Ye Feng sneered disdainfully, in the face of the huge claws that could destroy the heavens and the earth, he just raised his hand, and pointed into a palm, and when the black huge claw was only three meters away from the center of his eyebrows, he suddenly slashed out with a palm.

Golden palms shot out from his palms, slashing at the claws.

Rumble!

The huge black claws instantly shattered like papier-mâché, like firecrackers, directly to its right shoulder, and finally ripped off its right shoulder alive.

"No!"

The Pope let out a terrible roar like a night owl, its wings flapped wildly, its body retreated, and its eyes were full of horror.

The pure blood clan in the late stage of the immortal and the royal bloodline in the dark blood clan are not Ye Feng's opponents at all, which shows how strong Ye Feng is at the bottom.

Ye Feng's strength was completely beyond its imagination, whether it was the almost perfect and unbreakable body, or the ability to condense spells with a single gesture or a single lift, it was completely beyond its cognition.

"It's a monster! The only deity on this planet! Traumatized so badly today, it is impossible for me to break through the Earth Immortal again. I hate it! ”

The more the Pope thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

It flapped its wings with all its might, turning into a terrible stream of blood, and fled towards the statue of Allah on the ground.

When its figure was still dozens of feet away from the statue, it opened its mouth and spurted a mouthful of black blood towards the statue of Allah, and everyone saw the statue of Allah turn violently, and then reveal a hole.

The Pope's figure flew into the hole, and then the statue of Allah turned back.

"You can't escape."

Ye Feng snorted coldly, and his figure instantly turned into a streamer of light and shot towards the entrance of the cave. At the moment when the statue of Allah was about to be restored, it also flew into the cave with the Pope.

In the next moment, the statue of Allah was restored to its original state, and all the believers were stunned and could not believe it.

At this moment, the hearts of the disciples of the Holy Court were extremely complicated.

Some people hope that Ye Feng can kill the Pope's devil, and some people also hope that the Pope can escape Ye Feng's pursuit.

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