The energy between the old priest's hands, just the existence made Wen Wen's hairs explode, but miraculously did not cause any damage, but he just felt a gentle force, nourishing his body.

The three cubs and Tao Qingqing did not show an uncomfortable expression, but seemed to enjoy it very much.

The energy was still rising endlessly, so high that even Wen Wen couldn't tell the difference.

When this energy reached a peak, a shattering sound suddenly came from the cup of divine blood, and a wail that ordinary people could not hear.

The power of the dark evil escaped from the cup, but it was consumed by the powerful energy as soon as it emerged.

The old priest breathed a sigh of relief, and then handed the quilt in his hand to Wen Wen.

As soon as Wen Wen took the cup, the old priest's body suddenly twisted, startling Wen Wen and hurriedly taking two steps back.

"This old guy, it's not going to touch porcelain."

The old priest obviously didn't want to touch porcelain, his bones were shattered inch by inch, his flesh was constantly peeling off and healing, his skin was constantly burned by the inexplicable heat, his teeth fell out one by one, and his eyeballs were crushed into pieces and spurted out of his sockets......

This sudden torture made the old priest almost inhuman, and lasted for nearly a minute before stopping.

Wen Wen estimated that this change appeared on him, and he had braided his hair in more than ten seconds. target

It only took two seconds for the old priest to return to his original state, and even the blood on his robe disappeared, as if the horrific scene just now had not happened.

"Uh...... Are you okay. Wen Wen stood far away and asked softly.

The old priest sighed softly: "It's okay, it's just ...... God wants to kill me. ”

God wants to kill him?

What god, Creator, and how high is this old man's rank?

Wen Wen fiddled with the cup in his hand, and found that the disgusting power it had had lost was gone.

"What did you do with this cup?"

The old priest chuckled and said, "I just let it go back to its original state." ”

"It is time for the Son to stop the cycle of a catastrophe every sixty years in order to resurrect him, causing countless people to suffer......

"There will be no more divine blood in this cup in the future, and there will be no more battles for the divine blood cup......"

"But this cup itself is so miraculous, and it's worth it to you."

Wen Wen was stunned for a moment: "You came to me for this?" ”

He didn't expect that someone from the Glory Church would come up and endure the pain that made the scalp tingle, just to destroy the cup of divine blood that was of great significance to the Glory Church.

Why is this, he is also a two-five-boy?

The old priest smiled: "I am a priest but it does not mean that I support the Church of Glory, I only stand on the side of ordinary people who are suffering......"

"In addition, if one day, you have a conflict with the Church of Glory, and at that time you have enough power to destroy the Church of Glory, please leave a line."

"Although the church has gone off the rails now, they were once the backbone of the world's survival, and now there are countless young people in the church who are full of enthusiasm and want to make the world a better place."

With that, the old priest walked out of the hatch with his crutches.

Wen Wen chased out, but found that he was no longer visible.

He ...... What is the origin? ”

Wen Wen sat on the chair, thought for a while, and suddenly stared.

Something is wrong with the table in front of me, not with the chair, and ...... glass

Wrong...... Everything is wrong in the whole plane!

Now everything on the plane carries a holy power, giving people a very strange feeling.

According to the Church of Glory, a glass of water on the plane at this time is a holy relic!

Throw a glass of water on the head of a low-level vampire and you can smash it to death!

The holy relic is precious and precious, but it is really worthless if it is not valuable.

The reason for this is that only equipment worn by high-level magicians or paladins all year round can be turned into holy relics.

The power in the holy relics can be accumulated, and some old holy relics have super strength in their own right, and there are also some special effects, which can be regarded as an alternative containment object.

It is said that it is not worth much, because the vast majority of holy relics, because they have not been inherited for long enough, and there is not much power left.

At most, it becomes tough, has additional damage to evil creatures, and is immune to some low-level negative effects when holding a holy relic.

On the Wen Wen plane, there are naturally no such powerful holy relics, all of them are the most ordinary holy relics.

But even so, the sheer number is shocking enough, even the wrenches in the toolbox, the skydiving bags hanging on the walls, and the paper bags used to vomit are holy objects.

Moreover, the control of the holy relics in the Glory Church is very strict, and the holy relics can rarely be seen outside, and any pipe wrench can be sold for a lot of money.

In addition, the black plane, which was originally blessed with supernatural powers, has suddenly become a super fighter assembled from countless holy relics.

It was not clear how amazing the overall improvement was, but he knew that no one would have the luxury of making a plane out of a holy relic.

The three cubs' three eyes blinked, looking at the plane with some eagerness.

Wen Wen stepped out of the hatch and jumped underground, and found that the plane, which had been originally a pure black shell, was now covered with white holy patterns, which looked mysterious and mysterious.

But Wen Wen didn't like it, so he snapped his fingers, and dozens of tiger-like golems were called out of the shelter.

Two of the tiger-like golems were also holding large vats of black spray paint.

"You two, cover the white pattern with spray paint, otherwise others will see it and think that I stole the things of the Glory Church."

"I'll raze the rest for me, and the depth is about ...... Five meters, thirty meters in diameter, everything was transported to the shelter for me. ”

Not only Wen Wen's plane, but also the surrounding soil, rocks, flowers and trees were affected by the Holy Force, resulting in a certain alienation.

Although these things are not as good as the items in the plane, they have directly become holy relics, but they are also rare materials, which can be regarded as earned by Wen Wen.

In addition to the surprise, the doubts in Wen Wen's heart also deepened: "What kind of strength is that old priest...... At least Xun Ying will never be able to do this, can a spirit god in a complete state do it? ”

In order to dispel the doubts in his heart, Wen Wen returned to the shelter and found Mo Gong.

Mo Gong was not surprised by his arrival at all, but prepared some tea, which seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.

However, Mo Gong's taste for tea is a little strange, and a bunch of messy things are added to it.

Wen Wen took a sip and spit it out, this thing is drunk by people?

"What is the origin of that old man?"

Mo Gong showed a nostalgic look: "I hate the Glorious Church and the Creation Church, but Old Man Kant is one of the few things that I don't hate so much. ”

"A thousand years ago, he was called a saint by the Dongyou Region, dedicated to helping people who were suffering, hehe, I also went to help him at that time, so I had a little friendship."

Wen Wen nodded, and then asked curiously: "Then what ......is the strength of this old priest?"

Mo Gong shrugged: "I don't know. ”

"Don't know?"

"This old thing doesn't like to fight, and he doesn't like to show strength, and few people even know that he is the Sage Kant."

"But a believer can grow to the point where he can peek into the essence of the gods, how strong do you think he is?"

Looking at Wen Wen's surprised expression, Mo Gong added: "Of course, he will definitely not be able to beat me in his heyday." ”

Wen Wen nodded as if he didn't understand, the appearance of this old priest refreshed his cognition of the power of the Glorious Church.

"This world is complicated, otherwise the shelter would not have landed here, and the eyes of the Supreme Masters would not have been here."

"Don't think that your asylum is invincible, you don't know the truth of this world."

……

The heart of the Holy City, the Sanctuary.

Like the stronghold of Nature's Will hidden in the North Pole, the Sanctuary is an independent space attached to the real world.

There is only one big hill here, and the mountain is divided into ten floors, and there are some buildings on each floor.

The building at the top is the palace of the Pope.

The holy power here is extremely strong, ordinary people can't even survive here, and only those who have reached a certain level of strength can enter.

At the same time, there are many angels here, and they can move freely here.

In the empty hall, the Pope sat on his throne, looking indifferently at his eyes.

Below stood four young men with only one hand, namely Horsta, who had a wound on his mouth, Windsor, who was arranged by Wen Wen, and another priest in white who had no sense of presence.

"I'm not satisfied with your actions this time......

After hearing this, the four of them reacted differently, and Horsta's expression was the most direct, putting the indignation directly on his face.

"Holda will go to the Inquisition in the future, the others...... You have to go through a lot of experience. ”

"Why the Inquisition, I ......"

Before they could finish their sentence, they were taken back by several paladins.

Everyone else in the palace knew that Horsta would not be given the church's focus in the future, while others would still have this opportunity.

Because Holsta's hatred is so obvious, he has been ruined by hatred, and such a person is fit to be a sharp blade, not a leader.

The other three are also doing poorly, but at least they can continue to be cultivated, and they may become big names in the church in the future.

By the time the young men had left, the Pope's sitting posture collapsed.

"Tell me what to do this time."

The missing Angel of Purity, the badly wounded Cicada Ancestor, the devastated city, the damaged ruins of the Creation Church, and the erected black crosses, everything is difficult to deal with.

The big men of the church, blaming each other for these troubles, rubbed his temples and felt that he was being dragged down by this waste.

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