Yin Feiyang hid behind the chair, suppressed his breathing, and tried his best to reduce his sense of existence.

As an old Jianghu, although he doesn't know the full meaning behind this conversation, he knows very well that this conversation is very important, for him... This is true for the Righteous monks.

With the core secrets hidden in it, he also has the capital to negotiate with those Demon Sect monks.

Divide the winner and stop the conspiracy of the Demon Sect, that is the general direction, the big strategy.

For now, as the leader of that group of righteous monks, the first thing Yin Feiyang should do is to lead those righteous monks to survive the 'snort' of the demon sect monks.

And firmly nailed to this world, occupy a place.

Waiting for the pattern to change, and the changes in the world.

"Archbishop, Archbishop!" the man, Matthew, kept calling out to the old man.

But the old man could no longer give any response.

His body had gradually become cold, and his cloudy and old eyes had lost their luster and aura.

Yin Feiyang hid behind the chair, lowered his body, and looked forward through the gap between the chair legs.

On the podium directly in front of him, an old man in a red robe fell on the podium with his head tilted.

But in his chest was a dagger with a bloody groove open, bleeding.

Blood flowed down his body, slid down his body, and dripped under the podium, into a container for blood.

"It turned out to be stabbed to death... Was it suicide or was he murdered? I didn't even hear it from the conversation before. Yin Feiyang was surprised by the scene in front of him.

He originally thought that the picture behind the dialogue should be an old man to a young man, telling the secrets behind the world, and then Dun Dun's teachings. But because of old age and lack of energy, after telling some secrets, he slowly fell asleep.

But I never thought that it would be such a picture.

The young man with long black curly hair, pale skin and hooked nose knelt at the feet of the old man in red, his eyes staring at the golden goblet that was filled with blood.

Suddenly, a violent tremor began to spread from the distant surface to this remote church.

The young man, Matthew, picked up the golden goblet on the ground.

Then he slowly lowered the cross in his hand.

He closed his eyes and held up the golden cup in front of him, under the glazed stained-glass dome, the symbol of the crucifixion.

"I fill the Holy Grail with the blood of the saints, and tonight... I will drink the wine in this cup and bear the sin of the unsurpassed from then on. I will become Cain, Judas, Dracula... Spit on the Lord. I will wait for the dawn in the dark night, and look at the lights in the long night. I will be reduced to ashes in the first rays of dawn, and I will bring terror and despair to this world, and cleanse the filth. I am a betrayer, a guardian, the darkness before the dawn, the despair before the dawn. ”

With that, Matthew withdrew his arm and drank the blood from the chalice.

In the midst of the painful struggles and hisses, blood-colored wings grew from behind him, black scales on the wings, flashing with a cold glow.

The slender fangs poked out Matthew's lips, and his face became even more grim.

Finally, Matthew glanced towards where Yin Feiyang was hiding.

He shook his wings and burst through the church, and outside the church, in the light of the fire and the scorching shockwave, disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, an inexplicable melody sounded in Yin Feiyang's ears.

"In the Name of the Father" as the background music, began to play in Yin Feiyang's ears.

He still didn't understand it, but he felt inexplicably that he seemed to have experienced something and missed something.

Time passes, turning the world upside down.

Yin Feiyang held the silver cross in his hand and returned to the crowd again, to the small square in front of the church.

Before he could return to God, the cross in his hand was taken away.

"Say!Where did you just go?What did you see and hear?" Xue Wuliang, who had just finished igniting and gaining the power of the Demon Sealer, kicked Yin Feiyang to the ground with one foot, and questioned Yin Feiyang with a heavy foot.

Yin Feiyang felt extremely humiliated.

How many years!

How many years has he not been treated like this?

Such powerlessness and weakness, such slaughter!

The suffocation and depression in his chest made Yin Feiyang feel painful.

What is even more painful is that those disciples who used to trust him, worship him, and rely on him are close at hand, and they just look at him like this.

Their faintly expectant eyes made Yin Feiyang's heart scorching and tingling.

"I don't know, you... What is being said. Yin Feiyang said stiffly.

Xue Wuliang is not a kind person.

Obviously, Song Qingwen and the others also intended to let Xue Wuliang grind Yin Feiyang's temperament first.

heard Yin Feiyang's refusal to cooperate.

Xue Wuliang showed a hideous smile, but that chubby face was full of evil and malice.

He stepped on Yin Feiyang's arm, and then continued to increase his strength, crushing his hand bones and arms little by little.

Intense pain, like a tidal wave, came in waves.

"Sword Master!"

"Elder!"

"Ancestor!" many disciples and fellow Daoists began to shout, they wanted to break out of the encirclement and relieve Yin Feiyang.

But in the face of the many disciples of the Demon Sect, in the face of the disciples of the Demon Sect who were barely mixed with some belly, they were no longer so hungry, and they had recovered their physical strength, and in the face of Song Qingwen and Murong Yunting, the elders of the Demon Sect who had mastered extraordinary powers, faintly threatened... The resistance of these righteous monks is really too weak and powerless.

Yin Feiyang's half body bones were crushed one by one.

But he stiffened, clenched his teeth, and did not say a word, nor did he say a word.

He intends to use the information he has obtained to fight for some rights.

But apparently... It was never said in such a humiliating and coerced way.

What's more, in this state, any word that comes out will only help those demon cubs of the Demon Sect, and there will be no change in the situation and position of the righteous path monks in Yin Feiyang.

"The Dragon Sword Master is a hard bone... We all know that!"

"But I heard that his dragon is his treasure. If you can't torture him, won't you torture his precious dragon?" a Demon Sect elder smirked.

Xue Wuliang immediately sneered: "Understood!"

As he spoke, his gaze wandered among the crowd of righteous monks.

At this time, the righteous monks... and most of the Demon Sect cultivators, they have already put away their names.

And without the indication of the name on the head, it is still difficult to distinguish who is who when you are not familiar with the 'appearance' alone.

Xue Wuliang didn't pick it, and directly pulled out a righteous monk who looked like a girl, then twisted her arms, slipped in front of Yin Feiyang, and clasped the other party's forehead with his fingers, and his two fingers almost inserted into his eyes.

"Is that her?"

"Or do you say... It's not her, it's someone else?" Even asked in a crazy tone.

He seemed to be looking forward to it more than Yin Feiyang, and it was not the dragon girl Ao Jiaojiao who was caught.

"Exit! Exit this world!" Yin Feiyang squeezed out of his throat with difficulty.

"Exit, I'll see how you retreat!" Xue Wuliang made a mistake with both hands, and twisted the girl's arm in his hand again, and his arms were pressed together, directly rubbing into a twist.

The severe pain made the girl who was holding it in his hand completely forget to quit the world, and she couldn't concentrate and operate the data panel at all.

And at this moment, Ke Xiaoliang also received a large amount of magic value... Derived from the demonic value emitted by the group of righteous monks.

Originally, these demonic values should have flocked to Xue Wuliang.

But who let Xue Wuliang come to this world only with a soul body, and not a demon seed?

These righteous monks, in addition to hating and hating Xue Wuliang, the second thing they dislike and hate should be this world that binds them.

And the world is Ke Xiaoliang.

These magic values, of course, are also aimed at Ke Xiaoliang.

was unceremoniously absorbed by him.