Chapter 1287

The power was like the scorching sun, and it exuded a divine aura.

Long Xiaoshan stared involuntarily.

Just when Long Xiaoshan's divine thoughts covered the past.

"Who?"

In Westminster Abbey, an old man dressed in red and wearing a square red hat raised his head suddenly, and a look of surprise flashed on his face, as the cardinal (red) archbishop of the Holy See.

Lonnie is in charge of the English diocese, and he can fight against the blood clan base camp and the blood clan, and his strength is naturally extraordinary.

His strength is not below Dracula at all.

Even because of the divine power, he was able to suppress Dracula.

It can be called one of the few powerhouses in Europe.

Moreover, what the Holy See refines is spiritual power, and as a cardinal, Lonnie's spiritual power is so strong that he has almost stepped into the divine realm.

However, just now, Lonnie felt a huge spiritual power, vast and boundless, like a god, this kind of spiritual power, Lonnie had only felt in the previous Pope (Emperor).

It is definitely a spiritual power comparable to the divine realm.

"How is it possible, the Divine Realm has disappeared for many years, could it be that there is another Divine Realm. As soon as Lonnie's thought came to him, the vast spiritual power suddenly faded like a tide, and by the time he tried to sense it more clearly, it had already disappeared.

Lonnie's expression was unpredictable.

Flickering light and dark.

The Divine Realm represents the most powerful personal force on this star, although in the face of nuclear weapons, the Divine Realm must also retreat, but after all, nuclear weapons cannot be moved lightly, otherwise, the Holy See will not still be the most powerful force in the world.

Even after retiring from the Vatican, its influence is still unparalleled in the world, with more than one billion believers.

Now there is actually another god realm in the world.

This is definitely an earth-shattering event.

Lonnie didn't dare to slack off.

Hurriedly walked into the study, picked up a quill pen and wrote it on a piece of gold leaf, and then put it into a temple niche cage, silently reciting the incantation, the shrine emitted bursts of light, and the gold leaf inside turned into a little light and dissipated.

......

Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes slightly, after sensing the scorching sun-like light cluster and discovering his divine thoughts.

Long Xiaoshan retracted and came back.

He only came to Europe to take revenge on the dark world, and he had nothing to do with the Holy See, and he didn't want to have anything to do with it, so he withdrew his divine thoughts.

He turned to look at the blonde beauty standing respectfully beside him.

Seeing Long Xiaoshan's eyes, Monica hurriedly lowered her head, her expression became more and more respectful, like a believer, she thought she was going to die in Langston Manor, but she survived.

Long Xiaoshan actually blocked the tank salvo.

And it also dismantled that tank corps to pieces.

That kind of god-like power made Monica completely surrender, not to mention, Long Xiaoshan devoured Duke Dracula's essence blood, and the blood in his body became stronger and stronger.

As a small blood clan, Monica dared to have the slightest idea of resistance.

"Monica. Long Xiaoshan said lightly: "Your blood clan should have a base camp, right?"

Monica said respectfully: "Yes, my lord, our blood clan has a council, the speaker is Duke Dracula, and there are five councilors, among which Murphy, the head of the Blood Floating Massacre, is one of them, and these five councilors are all duke strength and rule the entire blood clan." ”

"Five dukes, plus a speaker. ”

Long Xiaoshan's eyes were also bright.

He has already fought with two blood dukes, even if it is Murphy, he has the strength of a great grandmaster or above, if you add an immortal body, it is actually far more difficult than the average great grandmaster.

And the blood clan has six such powerhouses.

I'm afraid that the Huaxia Hidden Sect can't find a single force, and there can be six great grandmasters, as strong as the Black Scale Sect, there are only three.

And that's just one force in the dark world of the West.

It is no wonder that the Western world was able to cross the earth back then.

"Blood Clan Council, where are the other councillors?" Long Xiaoshan's eyes were indifferent, and there was a faint murderous aura.

The blood clan kidnapped Chun Tao and turned her into a blood clan to plot against herself.

He once said that he would kill the blood clan and leave no chickens and dogs behind.

This is not an empty phrase.

Grandmaster Chrysostom said that for other dark forces, it would be okay if he destroyed their elites, but the blood clan, he would take care of their nests.

No one could stop him.

Monica is not a fool either, hearing Long Xiaoshan's indifferent tone, she trembled, seemed to understand his intentions, and hesitated.

Long Xiaoshan snorted.

Monica hurriedly prostrate on the ground and said: "My lord, it's not that I don't say it, I don't know very well, I only know that the headquarters of the Blood Floating Massacre is in Liverpool, and I haven't been to where the Blood Council is." ”

Long Xiaoshan knew that Monica didn't dare to lie to him.

And he sucked the blood of Monica's eldest relative, and there is a long-term suppression between Monica, and Monica can't escape his perception if he lies.

"Get up. Long Xiaoshan waved his hand.

Now that he knows the headquarters of the Blood Floating Massacre, there are clues, in short, he will dig three feet into the ground, and he will also uproot the old nest of the blood clan, warning the whole world, whoever dares to touch the people around him in the future will have to weigh it twice.

......

In the afternoon.

Monica hurriedly walked in from the outside and said to Long Xiaoshan, who was cross-legged and recuperating, "My lord, the British envoy is here. ”

Long Xiaoshan opened his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth skimmed a trace of arc: "Is it finally here?" Let them in. ”

"Yes. ”

Monica bent slightly, then got up and went out.

A moment later, footsteps could be heard outside.

Then, led by Monica, a group of Britons walked in, at the front of which was a handsome middle-aged man dressed in an aristocratic gown, accompanied by the head of the security bureau, Camus, and a group of British officials.

Long Xiaoshan sat cross-legged on the sofa, his eyes drooping slightly, like a stone Buddha.

The group of British people stood there and waited for a while, without waiting for Long Xiaoshan to react, a trace of embarrassment and shame flashed on their faces.

Camus could only take the initiative to step forward and say: "Mr. Long, this is Prince Kelton of our British Empire, the Duke of Yorkshire, the royal envoy, and the third son of the Queen. ”

Anyone who hears that a prince of the British Empire is coming in person will probably be sincerely frightened and flattered, and quickly get up to greet him.

However, Long Xiaoshan was still expressionless, his eyes raised slightly, and he said lightly: "If you have something, just talk about it." ”

Monica hurriedly moved a few chairs.

As the daughter of the Marquis of Frank, she has attended many banquets in high society, so she naturally knows His Royal Highness the prince.

Prince Keldon was personable, and he didn't show any dissatisfaction with Long Xiaoshan's neglect, he thanked Monica, and then took out a gilded invitation and said: "Mr. Long, I heard about your request, our royal family specially held a dinner for you at Buckingham Palace, and invited you to participate, this is our invitation to the banquet, I hope Mr. Long can take the time to come." ”

(End of chapter)