Xiao Chen also stopped his attack and retreated a few hundred meters, his face gloomy: "It's their 'master', the powerhouse above the gods." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Godhead, to put it bluntly, is the product of the evolution of the true spirit pill, the strong in China will become a god, the true spirit pill will evolve into a golden pill, and the demon beast and the fierce beast are the magic pill, and those strong people in the West prefer to call this kind of thing Godhead.

Although the names are different, they are all the same unattainable realm, God!

What's even more terrifying is that this legendary 'lord' will obviously not be an ordinary divine powerhouse, even to the immortals in the ancient legends of Shanghua China, it will not be far behind, even if he fails to break through the divine pole, he is also an absolutely powerful existence....

The Pope looked at Xiao Chen: "Your real strength is a knife, right?"

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, his killing intent was blazing, but after looking at the godhead in the Pope's palm, he still suppressed his murderous aura, the current Pope is incomparable.

He waved his palm behind his back, and the meaning was very clear: "Find a chance, escape!"

There are a few who can escape, and the pope with a godhead is no longer something that can be resisted by the gods.

Unlike his Jin Wu Neidan, the Pope is the earthly walker of the 'Lord', and he can invoke the power of the 'Lord' infinitely, naturally including the power of the Godhead, the Jin Wu Neidan he absorbed is different from his attributes, not to mention the source of the power, and the strength is very little, this Godhead obviously has a lot of power, killing them is definitely enough!

As if seeing his thoughts, the Pope couldn't help but shake his head: "Don't think about running, you don't know what you're up against." ”

His face was full of sorrow, and he said to the old dean and Si Yahui: "I'm sorry old friend, I can't save your lives, but fortunately, the three of us are still in company on Huangquan Road." ”

What does that mean? What the hell is he talking about? With such great power, could he still die?

Everyone was puzzled, but before they could ask, the Pope turned to Xiao Chen: "I have already recommended you, give up Huaxia, as long as you join the Eastern European British League, as long as you throw yourself into the arms of the Lord, I guarantee that you will not die, and it is under one person, above ten thousand people." ”

Xiao Chen shrugged his shoulders: "Abandon your own clan and bloodline to lick your ***, you think too highly of me, I'm not so shameless." ”

"Not me. The Pope seemed to be looking at his successor, very kind: "You are a talent, or a talent who is not inferior to me, the attack just now is all an illusion, your real strength is actually a knife, the idea of fighting, I also want if the four of them can't kill me, you will draw a knife and plot against me, right?"

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, what an old monster, much smarter than the old dean, he glanced at the old dean, full of disdain: Look, they are all hundreds of years old monsters, how many things can people see? You don't even know my identity, are you ashamed?

The old dean almost died of anger, and almost scolded him on the spot, but at this time, the Pope's body trembled, and he smiled bitterly: "You can't talk too much, make a decision Xiao Chen, as long as you agree, you can inherit my position and serve my lord, my lord said it, and he is also very optimistic about you." ”

The Lord said that he was also very optimistic about me?

With this sentence fluttering in his head, Xiao Chen was almost scared to death, it was too amazing, was it!

The four old monsters in Huaxia were also frightened, their faces were all green, what kind of era, what kind of era, the 'master' of the Eastern European British League could jump out?

It's okay for the Pope to take a godhead, sooner or later when the power is exhausted, as long as they run away, there will be a chance to turn the tables in the future, but the Lord... If this thing is resurrected, who will be able to stop it?

They were short of breath and their heads were covered in cold sweat... Are you joking, crying in my heart that the Pope said nonsense, but the Pope bent down apologetically to the old dean and Si Yahui, put the godhead to his mouth, and said softly: "I'm sorry old friend, let's go together." ”

No problem!

Absolutely!

As long as you let go of your godhead, let alone die together, even if you are cut by a thousand knives together, it's no problem!

The old dean and Si Yahui almost cried urgently, they died and were fine, they had paid for Huaxia all their lives, and they had long looked down on life and death, but Pope, you bastard, don't leave a big scourge, in this case, what face do they have when they die to see their ancestors and ancestors?

Could it be that if you accidentally let a good friend release the 'master', our living clansmen will either come down to see us, or they will be enslaved by the 'master'. If there really is Jiuquan, if they say so, will the coffin board be lifted by the ancestors?

The answer is: definitely!

Thinking of this, the eyes of the four old monsters were red, and they all saw two words in each other's eyes: desperate!

Rumble!

The four peaks of the sea and heaven gave up their bodies, their souls, and their own at the same time, all of them became the power of attack, and killed the Pope, but no matter how fast they were, they couldn't swallow the Godhead of the Pope, and they could only watch the Pope's throat move, and the whole person changed.

"Oh, my Pope, my servant, your concern for the worldly emotions almost spoiled my great affairs, and they will die in my mind. ”

"All things should have perished in the flood a long time ago, all beings should have merged with me a long time ago, I only need the best subordinates, to be ruthless enough, to be desperate enough, and to be cold-blooded enough!"

"You... I can't do it..."

The Pope raised his head...

No, he's not the Pope! This old man with snow-white eyes wrinkled and stretched, and instantly turned into a young man of about twenty, with a very clever nose bridge and thick eyebrows and sideburns, and sharp lips that were very similar to Xiao Chen, but completely different from the Pope.

The Pope is old and kind, even if he is old, his lips are warm, and he always smiles kindly, but this young man makes people chill at a glance, and he seems to be a ruthless shell.

"Too forgetful, the avenue is ruthless...", a series of words flashed in everyone's minds.

The 'Pope' snorted, and the whole world shook in a cold snort, and the whole person of the Ghost King of Bishan shook into a puff of black smoke, and once again condensed his hair was already messy, and the jasper python belt was broken inch by inch, and even the bright night tears on his forehead were cracked, oozing blood from inside.

The Northland Drought Fish was crackling with steel and iron, and he didn't know how many pieces he had broken, and he twisted his body in a burst of bitter crying, protecting the old dean and Si Yahui behind him, even so, the old dean and Si Yahui still spurted more than a dozen mouthfuls of blood, and their faces were pale and wilted.

The old dean's eyes were full of horror, and he hurriedly supported the broken body of the Northland Drought Fish: "Old ghost, I owe you two lives." "They are just human beings, even if they are all strong people at the peak of the sea and sky, their bodies are not strong enough, if they are hard, they will definitely die. (To be continued.) )