At the same time as the premonition appeared, Gu Qingshan immediately became alert.

Powerful cultivators have some spiritual consciousness in the underworld, and if they suddenly sense something, they must have glimpsed or sensed the gap in fate, and it will generally be fulfilled later.

In general, hunches are rare.

Coincidentally, this time Gu Qingshan had a premonition at the same time as the Pope.

Gu Qingshan pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "After we go in, when the banquet is over and the dance begins, you will immediately leave the table and go back to the embassy." ”

Several people looked at him puzzled.

The ambassador said in a deep voice: "Danger? ”

"Not necessarily, but you'd better go back home first."

Gu Qingshan said: "Goddess of justice." ”

"I'm here."

"The plan has changed, and I beg you to arrange a rapid shuttle at the embassy to see them off as soon as they arrive."

"Coming soon."

Gu Qingshan looked at the ambassador and said, "I'm sorry, please move faster in a while." ”

The ambassador nodded thoughtfully.

This agent was able to talk directly to the Goddess of Justice, presumably this mission was very important, and his personal authority was temporarily increased by the Goddess of Justice.

The ambassador said, "Take care, if the situation is too difficult, don't force it, and I will testify to you when you return to the Free Federation in the future." ”

Gu Qingshan looked at him unexpectedly and said with a smile; "Okay."

At this point, the speed of the sedan gradually slowed down as the other cars in front of it slowed down.

What's going on up ahead?

Gu Qingshan let out his divine thoughts, and continued to extend outward, until he came to the pass checkpoint.

Layers of Holy Cult troops tightly surrounded a clearing of land.

A tall, white-robed ascetic stood in the middle of the field, looking at several of the professions who were tightly tied.

He looked at the professionals one by one, and then said, "You now have two choices, one is to go into the cell at once, and wait for all kinds of punishment; The second is to have a fight with me. ”

He suddenly showed a decent and gentle smile and said softly, "If you win against me, I will order you to be released." ”

"What you said is true?" The professionals asked hesitantly.

"The saints never lie, you should know that."

Despite their smiles and gentle tones, the saints looked at them with a cold and unforgiving look in their eyes, as if they were looking at a living creature in a slaughterhouse.

A few professionals, you look at me, I look at you, I can't help but be excited.

"Then we'll talk to you."

"Good, loosen the tie."

"When you're ready, you're ready to go."

Five or six professionals moved their bodies slightly, and with tactical gestures to each other, they launched a fierce and frantic attack.

The white-robed saint stood in place, arms folded, allowing all kinds of attacks to fall on him.

His robe had long since been shattered to pieces, and he could only be naked, bearing all kinds of attacks such as frost and flames, swords, axes, guns, and cannons.

After counting the breaths.

"Die!"

"Give me death!"

"Why aren't you dead yet!?"

Among the besiegers, some people were already crying.

Because there is not even a single scar on the body of the white-robed saint.

In the layers of attacks, on the contrary, several professionals were inexplicably seriously injured and fell one after another.

The white-robed saint looked at the several seriously injured people on the ground, and despite the fact that he was still under attack, he walked up in a few steps, kicked one by one, and stomped off the neck of the seriously injured.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully examined the loss of life of an embodied body, as if he were observing his own masterpiece.

He nodded in satisfaction.

"Monster, monster!"

A professional who is still alive is on the verge of collapse.

The white-robed saint looked at him and said, "Sending swords to me is a blasphemy against the gods who speak for the gods in the world, and you need to atone for your sins with death. ”

There was a deep malice in his cold tone, and at his feet, there was a pattern that constantly radiated a holy light.

Gu Qingshan's mind swept over, and he immediately recognized the meaning of this pattern.

This is a mystical Heavenly Chosen Technique exclusive to the Holy Religion, Atonement.

In the face of the Heavenly Chosen Technique "Atonement", any attacker will definitely receive 200% of the damage returned.

And the saints who have the "atonement" will not be harmed in any way.

The Holy Sect's methods have always been cruel and inhumane, but all the professionals have to admit that the Holy Cult's Heavenly Chosen Technique is really powerful and perverted.

Historically, the Holy Religion has always been attached to the Holy Kingdom of the Imperial Family.

The Holy Kingdom Imperial Family provides the Divine Chosen Awakening Elixir for the Holy Cult's seeds, and the Holy Sect guards the Imperial Family and is responsible for protecting the Holy Kingdom.

To this day, the royal family has been slaughtered by the Holy Cult, leaving only Anna alone.

A burly man grabbed a long-handled battle axe, and his body burst out with layers of hidden power, and rushed straight towards the saint.

"Beheaded!"

The big man shouted violently, and the tomahawk slashed at the saint with a whistling sound.

In the face of such a ferocious attack, the saints still crossed their arms and didn't even bother to block it.

"Axes? Junk weapons. He said disdainfully.

There was only a muffled thud, a dull thud of sharp tomahawks slashing at him—like something hitting thick rubber.

The white-robed saint stood unharmed.

He actually blocked the opponent's full attack with only his flesh and blood.

It's incredible.

"Impossible!"

The big man cried out and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The white-robed saint stretched out his big fan-like hand and grabbed the big man's neck.

"It's not as good as scratching, and I'm disappointed."

He said lightly, his hand slamming into force.

Just listening to the "click", the bald man's neck presented a strange angle.

The bald man suddenly lost his life.

"The discussion is over."

The white-robed saint threw the corpse on the ground and said rather boringly.

Several Holy Cult soldiers hurriedly walked up to him carrying a large bath bucket.

One fell to the ground, the second hunched his back, and the third half-kneeled.

They formed a human-shaped staircase.

The white-robed saint stepped over the three of them, leaving only a few bloody footprints.

The saint enters the tub.

A few minutes later, the saint reappeared in front of the crowd in his new ascetic white robes.

"My lord, do you want to bring this one back for interrogation?" A Holy Cult Army officer asked.

There was still a badly injured professional on the ground, like a dying fish, still breathing with his mouth wide open.

"No need, it's just scum, shoot on the spot." He said coldly.

"Yes!"

Several scattered gunshots rang out.

The saint lightly commanded: "Don't let your guard down, continue to eliminate suspicious characters." ”

"Make sure the dinner goes smoothly today."

"Yes, sir!"

Gu Qingshan retracted his thoughts and pondered silently.

One of the Seven Saints of the Holy Religion, the Penance, Ivan.

This is a cruel and dangerous character who likes to kill in the name of competition.

Ivan's current strength is equivalent to that of a Jindan early stage monk, but fortunately he can't cultivate spiritual power, otherwise, his strength would be on par with Yuan Ying!

In the entire Holy Sect, except for the Pope, a few saints are the highest combat power.

This time Gu Qingshan came to the Holy Kingdom, in fact, the only thing he was worried about was the Pope and the saints.

Gu Qingshan pinched a breathing trick with his hand.

In the next second, the faint aura on his body was completely converged.

From the outside, you can't see his depth at all.

Soon, the embassy car slowly stopped.

The ambassador opened the door and stepped out to see what was ahead.

I saw that on the road outside, more than a dozen cars attending the banquet were already parked in place.