After being stunned for a while, Cardinal Cardinal Kalai was the first to react, and roared angrily, "How can this be true, dirty blood, dirty blood, dare to insult the glory of the divine court and turn to ashes!"

With Cardinal Kale's ability, a holy light shot out at his fingertips. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWithout those clouds and mist that were turning around, this holy light did not stop at all, and rushed towards Fio's parents through the air.

Scolding and scolding, Fio's parents are still quite self-aware of their own strength, not to mention the cardinal archbishop, even if it is the cardinals behind Kale, it is estimated that he is not an opponent.

Fortunately, the Bloodline is not known for its strength of energy, but for its speed. A pair of large black batwings stretched out behind him, and Patriarch Fio retreated with great speed, even a few points faster than the light, avoiding Archbishop Kale's attack.

Seeing Fio's parents' every move in his eyes, Mu Ran felt some feelings in his heart.

This world, both in terms of the use of energy and the level of energy, is relatively inferior to the central world. But it is not entirely without merit. At least, for the Fio Patriarch in front of him, Mu Ran dared to guarantee that in the Central World, a cultivator of the same strength as him would never have such a speed, even if it was the flight of the imperial sword, I am afraid it would be inferior.

In the meantime, Fio's parents have opened the Castle of Krums. With Mu Ran's permission, Fio's parents have already obtained the second-level control of the Great Array, and now this Great Fortress Protector Array, although it does not have the same strong protection ability as it did at the beginning, it is definitely not far behind.

Seeing the clouds resurface in front of his eyes again, covering an ancient castle once more, Pope Leonard would never allow such a thing to happen again.

"All the bishops of the Divine Court, cast the Holy Spell together, and bombarded this cloud together. All the personnel of the Inquisition, Holy Light Cross, attack with all your might, and there must be no mistake!" Pope Leonard stretched out his hand, which had clenched the angelic staff, and began to silently recite the incantation handed down by the Lord God in the Divine Court.

Under his leadership, a group of cardinal archbishops and cardinals behind him began to chant incantations in unison. The hundreds of bishops present joined forces and unleashed a terrifying divine power.

The power of each individual is extremely small. The strength of those black-clothed cardinals and black-clothed archbishops alone is nothing at all, but the people present can almost be said to be the collection of most of the combat power of the Divine Court, and the energy released is far above the four-winged archangel Varivido!

The most special thing is that these holy powers, just like those demonic energies of the Netherworld Blood Sect, are very rare to be able to merge together without the slightest conflict. In this way, under the guidance of the Pope, such a terrifying force formed the shape of a long dragon and smashed fiercely on the clouds.

The power of the clouds and mist came from Mu Ran's handwriting, which was naturally extraordinary, but it was a pity that the people who controlled these formation prohibitions were too weak now. Under just this blow, most of the clouds and mist were dispelled, and Fio's parent was also a heavy blow, and involuntarily took two steps back, and a mouthful of dark red blood rushed straight up and spurted out.

"Parents!"

"Parents!" the people of the Krums family, who were worried around them, saw that their parents were beaten like this, and hurriedly went up to hold him up.

"Hmph. A strange snort came out of Mu Ran's nose.

Only then did I remember that there was such a mysterious existence around me, and Fio's parents reflected it, quickly broke free from the support of those blood clans, walked quickly to Mu Ran's side, knelt down on one knee and said, "Old man, I am impulsive for a while, and I hope that the old man will forgive." ”

"There's no need for forgiveness, these sanctimonious guys, I also hate the little old man. In my memory, there are two people who are the same old and immortal, and they also have the same personality as them, and the black one can also be said to be white, which is really shameless to the extreme. Touching his sparse beard, Mu Ran's originally tense face showed a slight smile, and said, "Rest assured, the little guy is out, you don't need to work hard here." ”

Just as Pope Leonard was about to condense a second combined attack, an incomparably black light erupted from the deepest part of the castle. The light rose into the sky, directly blocking the sun that was shining on the earth. Of course, it's just blocking this area.

Even so, the environment that was originally clear in the sky suddenly became extremely dark, and I couldn't see my fingers. Not only that, but the celestial phenomena are even more strange, as if the end of the world is coming.

A sharp roar rang in the ears of everyone present, as if it were about to break everyone's ears. Of course, there is also a little childlike feeling in this roar, as if the person who makes the sound is not much older.

Then, a figure rushed out of the ancient castle, and a pair of black wings still had a little blood-colored light, which was extremely obvious in the dark sky.

"You, who are you?" even the Pope, in the face of such an extremely strange scene, couldn't help but take two steps back, and asked with some trembling. Such a move is just because of the exit of a blood clan, and he, the Pope, is afraid that he has never even heard of it.

"Ahem, this is our head of the family, the head of the Smans family, Roland Smans, if the Pope has something to discuss, you might as well communicate with him more. Mu Ran narrowed a pair of old eyes and said with a smile.

"Pope?" Little Roland's eyes did not have the hesitation and kindness of the past, but only ruthless and ruthless.

The Blood Sea Demon Skill was originally an extremely advanced technique in the Demon Dao, and it was natural for Xiao Luo Lan to have such a personality change, but at his young age, he had to endure so many things, and it was difficult for him.

"Hand over Fatadio, kill my parents, destroy my family, I want you to pay!" In his eyes, the scarlet light was magnificent, and little Roland instantly changed from a statue full of ferocity and motionlessness to a murderous Shura devil.

Without hesitation, he rushed out of the cover of cloud and mist protection, except for Mu Ran, no one could see his figure clearly, and only when a cry of pain sounded, Xiao Luolan's figure froze near the army of the Divine Court.

A fist, a small fist, and even a somewhat thin fist, was pressed against Pope Leonard's stomach, and on it, there were still a few drops of bright, bright red blood.

The same thin fist, of course, was not so pink, and the skin was a little wrinkled, and the same bombardment hit a person's stomach.

The Duobao Daoist who was hit hard held on to the pain on his body, and hurriedly took a few steps back, looking fiercely at the seemingly solemn, bright and holy guide saint in front of him.

Beside him, Yunxiao Niangniang, who was also at the peak of the quasi-saint, was barely blocking a colorful branch with this mixed yuan golden bucket.

"Amitabha, intercept the teaching, intercept the teaching, intercept a corner of the Heavenly Dao, in a vain attempt to leave a breath, should be killed, should be killed!"