When the spear of Longinus pierced Zhang Chen with a piercing attack, it was even more terrifying than the last time he faced Tian Hua's blow at the moment of life and death. ●⌒ The top of the novel, a shot hole, Zhang Chen first felt the suppression of the soul instinct, and the strength that he could exert was a few layers less, and wherever the gun went, it seemed that there was no need for any medium, no space to be used as a carrier to pierce the soul of any living body.

At this moment, Zhang Chen did not completely retreat from his consciousness and let the clown in his body take over. Instead, he used a trick that the green ghost had taught him, and separated himself from real time before the gun pierced, so he dodged.

The reason why Father Andrewson was surprised was because when he looked at Zhang Chen's direction, he had clearly looked at the other party in his eyes and would inevitably be pierced by the gun, but in the last less than 0.1 seconds, Zhang Chen actually disappeared from his original position. What is revealed is the ability of time that is higher than space.

"Well done!" The clown hidden in his body was also greatly relieved, he had already decided that it was impossible for Zhang Chen to dodge during this kind of landing, but if he changed his consciousness, there would be an empty period, which could be described as a certain death.

"The body is handed over to you, you can do it yourself...... When you do it, remember to change your consciousness back. After Zhang Chen finished speaking, he retreated from his consciousness, and the clown's consciousness immediately jumped up to his whole body and exercised domination.

In an instant, the energy of the main soul in the body was stimulated at the highest level, and a very regularly arranged time 'domain' was formed around the clown's body that was invisible to others, densely constructed by purple lines.

"Is this the vision of the second consciousness in the body?"

At this moment, Zhang Chen belongs to the second consciousness and is in his own body, his eyes are still through his eyes, but the external scene has no color, it is all black and white, similar to the visual effect in the soul state.

"No matter how you look at the current situation. None of the clowns could win, and the clown was the worst of the three. Will it run away? Zhang Chen couldn't help but be a little worried in his body, in the current situation, the strength shown by the priest was too strong, far exceeding his expectations.

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"Hello Father, I am a prison envoy from Huaxia Kingdom. It's an honor to be here with you! ”

The clown controlled Zhang Chen's body, and the aura of a prison envoy emanated from his whole body at this moment was naturally that of a prison envoy. Grinning slightly, he walked in the direction where the priest was standing. However, although Huaxia and the European Union and the United States are all prison envoys in reputation, they are secretly fighting very hard.

Although the other side of the battlefield relies on instinct to act, the brain consciously regards the priest in front of him as a mortal enemy, and the action depends on instinct to judge, although the priest's ability is stronger than his own, but there is still a possibility of fighting, but the appearance of the clown immediately made the situation one-sided. Although he is only a third-level prison master, he controls the power of time.

Prajna's instinct suppressed himself and did not act immediately, prostrate on all fours and observe the situation in front of him.

The priest looked at the clown, the third-level prison master, but he had a powerful time power, and it would be a little troublesome to kill.

After all, the Spear of Longinus is currently only a 40% projection replica, and it has not yet reached the level of ignoring time in the process of ignoring the rules.

"Why didn't I see you when I went to the Grand Church of Rome in 1819? You must have lived a long time looking at you, right? At that time I also did not get from Barnaba. Niccolò. Maria. Louis. The Grand Pope Chiaramonti has heard of your deeds, so you should be a member of the Vatican, right? ”

The clown's words made the priest's expression stunned. The Lance of Longinus in both hands was replaced with a single-handed gun, and the handle of the gun was inserted under the ground.

"Do you know Pius VII?" The priest saw Pius VII as one of the most important people in his life.

"Haha. Unfortunately. I traveled all over the country to Rome and had an indissoluble bond with the Great Pope. Pius VII was a great pope, who endured humiliation and restored the Holy See. Presumably, if it weren't for Pius VII, the current Vatican would probably not be nowhere to be found, right? ”

The clown has grasped the key between talking and laughing, so he continues to speak.

"It's been a long time since I've been involved in your Vatican Church. How about we have a good chat after this incident? I'm a devout Catholic myself, and I'm in charge of helping you imprison this man, so it would be easier for you to kill him, right? ”

The priest smiled slightly, as if he had agreed to the clown's suggestion.

Prajna looked at the situation in front of him. I am already in a situation where there is no way to escape, and I have already made a choice in my heart. The original prostrate and ferocious posture and momentum disappeared, and he was replaced by sitting cross-legged on the ground, his mouth squirming slightly, as if he was reciting some scripture.

"Zizizi!"

A visible spiritual power light curtain was formed around the Prajna, and this time the spiritual power field was several times stronger than the previous one, not only that, but the range of the field was reduced from ten meters to five meters, and even the density of the field had made the Prajna who was reciting the scriptures in the center began to blur.

"At the last minute, it was transformed?" The clown's eyes widened with an incredulous expression.

The priest had already changed his face and drew the spear of Longinus from the ground. As the blood in his body that could not be reborn for a short time was withdrawn from his body by the handle of the gun, the priest quickly stepped to a position that was only five meters away from the Prajna, and stabbed through the central Prajna position in the high-intensity field in front of him.

The moment the crimson twin spear heads touched the field, the surrounding space was torn apart. However, the tip of the red spearhead stabbed at the Prajna inside at breakneck speed, ignoring any object.

However, at the next moment, the pointed ends of the red twin spears were about to penetrate the cross-legged Prajna.

"Dang!" The sound that shouldn't have come from the spear of Longinus rang out.

The original momentum of the scene instantly stopped, and the tip of Longinus's spear pierced into Prajna's body at a depth of about ten centimeters and was blocked.

Sitting cross-legged in the center, Prajna suddenly opened his eyes, and what was supposed to be the eye socket where the pupil was stored turned into a scene like the vast universe. At this moment, the 'domain' with a radius of five meters shrank inward again, and finally gathered between Prajna's hands, blocking the spear of Longinus with his hands together.

However, this block is not long-lasting, and it is too difficult to block the gun that kills and contaminates the Son of God head-on.

The epidermis of the palm holding the tip of the gun has begun to peel off layer by layer, and the entire bone of the hand is faintly rattling. The spear head that penetrates into Prajna's body also begins to destroy and disintegrate the body. It's only a matter of time before it wins.

It was at this time that something I never expected happened.

A huge blood hole appeared in the chest of the priest with two spears, and the core main soul stone in his chest seemed to be somewhat damaged, so that the spear of Longinus, which was projected through the main soul stone as a medium, collapsed and disintegrated.

The priest's eyes were hideous, and he quickly turned his head to look at the clown who was standing less than two meters behind him.

On the eyebrows of the face covered with white dye, the third eye seems to have been overused and slowly closed with a gray mist.

The priest, who had not yet had time to recover his body, was about to strangle the cunning man behind him first, when a supreme spiritual power was imposed on his body, and the priest's body directly collapsed and disintegrated, except for the main soul stone with blood that remained unbroken, and fell on the rubble in the ruins.

Countless pieces of paper glowing with golden light flew out of the Bible book that fell to the ground, half of which turned into swords and pierced in the direction of the clown and Prajna, while the other half wrapped the priest's main soul stone tightly and quickly disappeared.

Sitting on the ground with half legs, Prajna suddenly spurted out a large amount of blood, and the surrounding spiritual power field collapsed.

"I said before, you won't regret it. I will definitely kill this person for you in the future, and give me your body accordingly......" The clown said with a slight smile tearing his lips.

"It's a pity that after a thousand years, I didn't expect to break through at this time. However, the injuries in my body are no longer able to carry my mental strength, and I will naturally not break my promise to you. Here you go......"

Sitting on the ground, Prajna seemed to see through a qiē and closed his eyes with great relief. The body was like an old shell, and small cracks began to crack from within. From the cracks, a tiny cluster of light floated out, all pouring into the clown's body, or rather into the brain.

Just a trace of light entered the Divine Sea, and the entire Divine Sea began to go berserk, as if the sea water had been burned to a boil. The Shenhai spiritual power previously consumed for the Heavenly Eye has been completely replenished and full, and it may change at any time when it is in a saturated state.

"Click!"

A large crack opened from the center of the skull from Prajna's body, and countless miniature light clusters of spiritual power swarmed out and adhered to the clown's body, soaking into the body through the skin, and filling all of them into the clown's mind.

"Zhang Chen boy, you hold me up. Otherwise, we will faint here, and we will be dead by the time we wake up. ”

The clown immediately evacuated the scene at full speed after a word of advice, and the Divine Sea in his brain was beginning to undergo qualitative changes due to the influx of countless light clusters, and it began to expand the volume of the Infinite Divine Sea in a limited space.

"I can't hold ......"

Five minutes later, a voice reached the clown's brain.

"Holy! But it's almost there, let's see your luck......" The clown cursed helplessly, and Feiteng's body between the buildings suddenly lost control, and his body fell on the roof of a residential building of some age after his eyes were scattered.

If someone was near Zhang Chen's body at this time, he could clearly see with the naked eye that there was a faint fluorescence flickering in the center of Zhang Chen's eyebrows, and the surrounding dust and small stones were floating around Zhang Chen's head. (To be continued......)