The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't care what he had shattered, he just wanted to escape.

Under the terrifying overdraft of the White Lotus Blood-stained Dafa, he erupted with several times the usual terrifying power and speed.

With the blessing of this strength and speed, it hit Ye Longsheng's fragile flesh, and it was like an iron knife piercing into tofu.

"Bold and demonic, you dare to hurt people's lives."

The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't see it, or he didn't care, but Fu Xiang could see it clearly, and when he saw that he directly smashed Ye Longsheng into minced meat, he suddenly felt angry in his heart, and couldn't help but scold angrily.

Under the rage, the Heavenly Immortal Sword Fu Xiang finally used his full strength, only to see his right hand raised, a sword across the air, the sword light was like light, and the incomparably sharp sword qi raged wildly, like an incomparably sharp wind, the wind and clouds were scattered, sweeping a radius of 100 meters.

Fu Xiang's sword momentum was together, and the qi and blood in his body burst out of the brilliant white jade essence under the attraction of the sword duel, penetrating through the body, distorting the air above his head, forming a terrifying sword shadow more than ten meters high, ethereal, straight into the green underworld, and seemed to pierce into another world, like the sword of an immortal.

The faces of the four young Taoist priests on the opposite side changed wildly, and there was a look of horror in their eyes, and in their black and white pupils, infinite sword light was reflected.

Under the influence of Fu Xiang's terrifying sword light, the four Taoist priests were directly distorted in their minds, as if they were in the country of fairy swords, and in just an instant, their eyes dimmed, and their souls were actually worn out by Fu Xiang's terrifying sword intent, which is not terrible.

Fu Xiang's long sword was raised and quickly released, and the index finger of his right hand was pointed at the hilt with the domineering power of shattering air, and a sword roar resounded through the sky in an instant.

"Groaning ......"

It was like a stegosaurus across the void, spanning hundreds of meters, tearing through a large area of air, directly nailing the middle-aged Taoist priest to the ground, and the scene fell silent.

"It's a pity!"

Fu Xiang slowly walked to Ye Longsheng's puddle of minced meat, and shook his head regretfully, this can be said to be the most wronged death.

……

At the same time, in the east of the endless ocean, on the Far Eastern Continent, in the country of American imperialism, in a gorgeous and solemn building.

An old man with gray hair was dressed in red and white religious robes, wearing a platinum crown on his head, and holding an angelic scepter in his hand, and slowly walked outside.

At this time, outside, there were countless solemn believers gathered, and at a glance, there were tens of thousands of people in the black area.

But, strangely, none of them spoke, they stood straight, and they all looked at the entrance of the building.

In his eyes, there was incomparably excited, incomparably fanatical emotion, and if an ordinary person came out of the interior of the building, then the gaze of these people was enough to make him mentally break down.

This kind of grand and solemn scene, the pressure generated by tens of thousands of people preoccupied with a goal, is simply not something that an ordinary person can bear.

Simply, the old man is not an ordinary person.

He is the thirteenth Pope of the Holy See - Charlie Gabriel.

In the entire country of American imperialism, the most authoritative person except for the lord of the country, and even, in some areas, the lord of the country of the American imperialist country has to look at his eyes.

As the steady footsteps of Charles Gaber drew nearer, there was a slight sound in the crowd, the sound of people who were anxious to see the spokesman of the Lord in their hearts, and thus involuntarily moved their steps.

However, no one spoke.

Everyone held their breath when Charlie Garber's figure was fully in their line of sight.

"Good morning."

Charlie Garbo walked up to the platform and waved his hand at everyone with a calm face.

Suddenly, the crowd below boiled.

"The Lord is watching us, may you have the mercy of the Lord!"

Charlie Garbo bowed deeply, and his old countenance shone with a holy glow.

"May all the lost lambs of the world return to the arms of the Lord."

"There are too many innocent people in the land of the East, and they should be redeemed, and we, as the Lord, walk on earth, and we should shed light on our Lord and save the world."

"The glory of the Lord is everywhere!"

"The Lord loves the world, and the world ought to love the Lord!"

"Redeem heresies and spread the glory of our Lord!"

In the crowd, countless people shouted hysterically, their faces were red, their eyes were bloodshot, the veins on their necks were bulging, and their faces were terrifying, as if they were demons and not believers of the Lord.

Just as the Holy See of the American imperialist country was preparing to spread the glory of the Lord in the ancient land of the Eastern country, some other people were also peeping at something in another land.

……

The country of the West,

In the huge circular square, a group of knights in silver-white armor are gathering here.

The angular armor reflected an icy glow, enveloping the entire vast circular square in a silvery white light.

"Today, we are gathered here to march forward for the sake of our country, our nation."

The first tall figure said in a low tone, and his voice was like the low roar of a savage beast under the vast starry sky, echoing in this circular square for a long time, and could not be calmed.

"This trip, the main sin is mine, may the god of knights make me bear endless guilt, I am willing to bear for many warriors, and bear the spitting of countless people!"

The tall knight raised his sword high, pointed it to the sky, suddenly knelt down on one knee, held the sword with both hands, plunged into the ground, lowered his head representing supreme dignity and glory, and bent down as straight as a spear, as if able to support the back of the sky.

All around, countless knights stood straight, their eyes deep, all silently watching the movements of the tall knights, without making a sound.

After a long time, the tall knight leader stood up, looked around calmly with his eyes towards the sky, and his resolute and strong faces were firmly remembered by him, and then, he roared into the sky:

"This battle will be won!"

The sound was so great that it soared into the sky, like thunder out of the mountains, shaking the void, and the sound shook for more than ten miles, and the entire circular square was buzzing and trembling.

The next countless knights only felt that the blood in their hearts was boiling, and they surged out at once, and the uncontrollable excitement filled their bodies:

"This battle will be won!"

"This battle will be won!"

"This battle will be won!"

……

Dongying domestic,

In a shrine planted with countless cherry blossoms, a samurai dressed in a black samurai suit sits on his knees expressionlessly.

Above, an elderly samurai looked at the leader of the many samurai below, and couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

"Now, the countries of the United States and the countries of the West, as well as many other countries, have secretly entangled their forces and are ready to launch an action to carve up the countries of the East, and we cannot afford to lag behind."

The old samurai said.

"Xiao Liangjun, how's the infiltration going?" The old samurai turned around and asked himself the nearest samurai.

"Except for one place where it seems to have been wiped out, no other places have been found." Xiao Liangjun lowered his head and replied.

"Okay, since that's the case, then let's wait and see, once the countries of the West and the countries of American imperialism launch an offensive, we must follow, otherwise, we will not have a chance to play."

"Hi"

Suddenly, the voices of all the black-clothed warriors came from below.

(End of chapter)