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"So there are still helpers?" Li Tianfan snorted coldly, but saw a person who was shrouded in shadows, waved his hand, and the entire pitch-black will spread out above his head, gradually forming a huge boat shape.

The whole ship is pitch black, like a ghost ship in the fog, but for some reason it makes people feel a breath of life, as if the flame of all things is passed down from generation to generation and continues to the endless future.

"The ship of life... Ark? A strange thought suddenly flashed in Li Tianfan's heart, as if he was facing countless ordinary lives and seeking the will to live.

For him, this will is very great, almost the same as his own mind to control his destiny, but with some differences.

The other party's will is still obedient to the God in his heart, and he is seeking a way to survive under the guidance of God, rather than relying on his own heart. Originally, it is human instinct to survive, but when people feel that their strength is weak, they will base their miracles on faith, believing that as long as they pray, God will bless them and let them survive a desperate situation.

Therefore, this is the most fundamental difference with Li Tianfan, no matter what kind of difficulty, no matter how desperate the road is, he will not entrust his fate to faith, but brave his own full strength to open up the oppression of heaven and earth!

With a slight smile, Li Tianfan's fist had already been drummed to the extreme, and then he swung out a punch and smashed it into the realm of light and fire in front of him.

"Stop!" Another European and American man suddenly shouted, only to see a deep road seemed to cross in front of him, and a burning carriage galloped out from above, and with the spread of that road, it instantly entered the realm of light and fire, wanting to separate Li Tianfan from everything around him.

Li Tianfan's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his fist did not stop for a while, but continued to blast forward with the momentum of moving forward and shattering everything.

Crash~~~

There seemed to be the sound of glass breaking, and the realm in front of Li Tianfan had completely cracked.

However, the shattered fragments of the realm were all collected by the speeding carriage, and then a black shadow swept through everything in an instant.

Li Tianfan found that everything in front of him, the burning carriage and the road, was actually contained by a huge black ship, and the European and American man was standing in the bow of the boat, and the young man who attacked him was being carried by him, and seemed to have fainted.

However, Li Tianfan did not see hostility in his eyes, but seemed to contain a trace of friendliness.

Immediately after, including him, the black giant ship disappeared in an instant, without a trace.

"Master, these two people are stronger than that young man, almost the same as the Fusang woman who used hungry ghosts..."Li Tianfan frowned, and secretly wondered in his heart: There are really many spiritual power masters in this world, it seems that these people are all religious people, no wonder ancient religions are so strong, obviously those strange forces and methods are caused by spiritual power.

I don't know, how strong is the spiritual power of these people, and who is stronger than the nine spiritual powers in the world that Yan Zheng knows?

……

"What's the matter, Elisha?" Canaan looked at the tall man in front of him with a worried expression, but at this time he was speaking Latin, "I really didn't expect his realm to be shattered to such an extent... And the burns on this body are so severe, with your ability, can you help him recover? ”

"Well, it's really tricky, I didn't expect this young man named Li Tianfan to be so powerful, and he has no scruples about it." Elisha paced beside Balaam, looking relaxed, "But if you think about it, if I had it, I might have made the same choice." ”

At this, he suddenly grinned.

"You can still laugh?" Canaan's brows furrowed, wiping the sweat from his forehead, "Let Lord Bishop know that Balan has been hurt so much, you, hmph, you're white, that's why you dare to be so easy, right?" ”

"Cursed is Canaan, that he will be a slave to his brethren," Elisha said with a teasing smile and pointing at Canaan, "Okay, okay, don't take this too seriously, the current sect is very different from the past. Do you think bishops still discriminate against blacks? What's more, His Majesty the Pope would not allow that to happen. ”

According to the biblical book of Genesis, Canaan was the grandson of Noah, who was cursed by the Lord to make his father Ham a slave of Shem and a slave of his sons for seeing his grandfather naked.

Heaney, son of Canaan, was the ancestor of the yellow race; Gu Shi is the ancestor of the black man, in other words, the black and yellow people are born slaves of the white man. It is precisely because of this that Balaam despises Canaan so much.

Elisha patted Canaan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, just leave this matter to me, and this eldest young master should also suffer a little, I think Your Excellency the archbishop will understand." ”

"What's more, that Li Tianfan's strength is indeed unexpected, with the joint efforts of you and me, we have not been able to save Balan before he destroys the realm..."

……

In Dalian, west of Loma City, on the Van de Gang Heights, on Peter's Square, snow-white pigeons are pacing leisurely.

A kind old man was walking slowly in the flow of people, with a modest expression. As he walked, he smiled like a holy light, nodding and smiling at everyone who faced him.

Most of these people are not nationals, but people who have come from foreign countries for sightseeing or religious worship, and many of them bow down respectfully when they see him.

Because he was wearing a red robe, which was the status symbol of the Church, the cardinal, the cardinal of the great Church.

Eventually, he stopped in front of an obelisk in the middle of the square, which was in the middle of the square. The tip of the stele is the shape of the crucifix of Jesus, the Son of the Lord, who died in the place of mankind, and his saint St. Peter was also hung upside down on the cross.

Looking left and right at the gushing clear springs on both sides, the old bishop closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if feeling this beautiful moment, and then shook his head, "After all, I am still old, maybe I am about to return to the arms of the Lord, right?" ”

His gaze rested on a blonde boy sitting at the front of the stele.

This young man is dressed very casually, his face is extremely delicate and beautiful, and his soft and beautiful face almost makes countless women ashamed of themselves, but the fortitude and firmness projected in his eyes are not daring to be disrespectful.

Hanging in the air, the sun was shining from behind the cross, as if the cross was exuding a charming halo, gently swaying on the young man's body. At this time, he was holding a laptop in his arms, his expression was resolute and solemn, but it revealed the meaning of Xiao Killing, the mouse clicked wildly, and the slender five fingers were rapidly tapping on the keyboard, and the fingertips seemed to flow with brilliance, and even the sound of the keyboard was tinged with a trace of beautiful melody.

Seeing that he was so focused, it was obvious that he was doing something extremely important.

And the old bishop waited silently, as if he didn't want to disturb the other party's matter, because he knew that it was very important!

Suddenly, the look on the young man's face relaxed, and then, a cold voice without emotion came from the computer's impression:

“double_kill! (Double Kill)"

……

“you~~lagendary!! (You're already super-god)"

…….

“the_heaven_of_victory！ (Paradise of Victory)"

The young man raised his head, with a gentle smile, and his voice was faint, but it was filled with a strange charm, which made people feel that every word was fine: "What's the matter?" My great Bishop? ”

"It's about Huaxia, Balan is injured." The old bishop looked at the young man's face, still smiling slightly, "The person who hurt him is called Li Tianfan, the person mentioned by Joan of Arc." ”

"Oh? Is Balan hurt? It's a shame he can't make it in time for this week's free heroes. The boy frowned, pursed his lips, and seemed to regret a little, then squinted his eyes and smiled, "Oh, I'm kidding, Balan, well, I remember he's your son, right?" ”

"It's an adopted son!" The old bishop immediately corrected, "He is my adopted son. ”

"Well, yes, it's an adopted son," the boy closed the computer and rubbed a finger lightly on his temple, "wasn't Joan of Arc there then?" I remember, she was in charge of this operation? ”

"Or—" he leaned forward again, putting his hands on his knees, his face seemed to darken for a moment, "that Joan of Arc had not been informed of his actions?" ”

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