"Devil, devil!" Looking at Cardinal Pete, who was a little more powerful than himself, dying so lightly on these dark flames that didn't seem to be very powerful, Archbishop Fatadio's legs were already trembling. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWhere did he dare to stay where he was? screamed, leaving behind the people of the Divine Court present and quietly slipping away.

Mu Ran saw all this, but he didn't stop it. There is always a need for one or two living mouths, and you can go back and report everything to the Divine Court. Moreover, this Archbishop of Fatadio seems to be desperate in the midst of his budget.

Most of the people sent by the Divine Court this time have been killed by little Roland by now. Of course, most of the people who died were innocent low-level people, and Archbishop Mark didn't even frown. But the death of Bishop Pitt made him unable to hold back the anger in his heart any longer.

"Evil devil, you wicked devil, how dare you use such despicable means to murder our tall, holy, glorious cardinal, in the name of the Lord God, you will surely fall into the endless abyss!"

Mu Ran was very aggrieved, really aggrieved. Obviously, that Bishop Pete himself is not strong, and he can't support even a little bit of dark flame, so why did he use despicable means? And fall into the endless abyss? Who can let him fall? I'm afraid that as long as Mu Ran doesn't want to die, unless a large group of quasi-saint peaks or Dao level besiege him, it may threaten his life.

"In the name of me, Cardinal Mark, call upon the gods of heaven to protect us! When the evil forces of darkness ravage the earth once more, only you can sweep away all darkness with holy power. Come, gods, shine again on this filthy land with your radiance, with your holiness!"

Mu Ran was depressed, and Xiao Luo Lan was busy dealing with the remaining people in the Divine Court. Which of the remaining people is not the elite of the Divine Court? It is not as easy to kill as those miscellaneous pieces before. Xiao Luolan's strength is enough, but he lacks enough experience, and there is no way to kill like before for a while. Where does he have time to look around?

So, no one noticed that Archbishop Mark, who made people feel tired and disgusted when he saw it, clasped his hands in front of his chest, tightly grasped a silver cross that shone with a faint light, and was quietly recounting some Shinto words.

A little holy light sprung up from the cross on his hand. This little bit of white light was not too dazzling, but it really surprised Mu Ran for a while, and he was directly pulled back to reality from his depression.

The power attached to this white holy light is not at all the strength that Archbishop Mark can have, and even more, this power exceeds the limit of this interface, and is still developing towards a stronger one.

"This old gentleman be careful, this dead fat pig archbishop is summoning their gods, the power of the gods is far beyond the limit of what this realm can have, don't let him succeed!" Fio's parents still kindly reminded Mu Ran, after all, people are their saviors.

"Hehe, don't worry, gods, let me see what this so-called god looks like? Is it a winged birdman, or a madman with a circle of light on his head?"

After the continuous collection of holy light, the silver cross shattered, and pieces of broken silver burst out in all directions, and a divine energy that was countless times more terrifying than Archbishop Mark emanated from it, and gradually converged into the shape of a person.

The light gradually faded, and the captured Crums could barely see a total of four white and flawless wings, flapping behind the man, and a flaming Excalibur was clutched in his hand. Even through the protective layer of the dark flames, they could clearly feel the damage of these rays to them.

"Four, four! four-winged angel!!This is the four-winged angel of the divine realm, it's over, it's over!" Duke Rick, who was still able to calm down, also panicked at this time. Four-winged angel, this is an existence on a par with the super-level blood clan eldest viscount recorded in their ancestral hometown, this should not have appeared in this world!

"Who called me, Four-Winged Archangel, Varivedo?" the four-winged angel raised the long sword in his hand high, looked at the existence of many people below as if it were an ant, and asked coldly.

"No, he, he really has a halo on his head! It's the archangel! It's like a seraphim!!It's over, it's over, it's all over this time, it's all over us, our Krums family is finished!" As if greatly stimulated, the Fio parent of the Krums family was directly frightened and exclaimed.

"Yes, it's me, Cardinal Mark of the Divine Court. Lord Angel, there are many untamable, terrible, and ignorant demons here, and we can't deal with them with our strength at all, and we hope that the archangel will help!" Seeing the appearance of Varivedo, Archbishop Mark breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person fell to the ground as if he had lost his strength, and his mouth was constantly panting.

"Cardinal archbishop, well, you are all people who do things for the Lord God from all their hearts, let me see who is so ignorant that he dares to challenge the prestige of the Lord God!" Varivido flapped his two pairs of white and flawless wings, and swept around.

The group of blood clans in the back is too weak, even if they are added together, they are not even as good as an ordinary two-winged angel. The bloodline fighting over there is not bad, but the energy in his body is a little worse, and it is not enough to see. So, who is it? Could it be the smiling old man?

Varivido set his gaze on Mu Ran, and two rays of light shot out of a pair of eyes that exuded flames, as if he wanted to see Mu Ran thoroughly.

However, no matter how he looked at it, the dark flame around Mu Ran was tightly protecting him, so that Varivido couldn't see any depth at all. For a while, I felt that the strength of this little old man was just the most humble and useless descendant, and for a while, I felt that his strength was so profound that I couldn't see through it at all.

After a moment's hesitation, Varivedo didn't know what to do. The archangels are not ordinary angels who only know how to listen to orders, but they can't think on their own, they all have extremely high thinking, and even surpass ordinary humans.

"Put down your weapons and go back with me to accept the sanction of the Lord God, perhaps, those lowly bats behind you still have a chance to live. Aiming the flaming sword at Mu Ran, Wari Vido said.

"Oh, what if the little old man doesn't want to go? The mortal world is at ease, the little old man hasn't lived enough, not to mention, recently I finally accepted a little guy, if I don't let him support his old age, didn't I do this deal in vain? Mu Ran waved his hands, as if he was bargaining with Valivedo sincerely, but the discerning person could see at a glance that this hateful little old man was clearly playing the archangel like a monkey.

"Huh?" Varivedo's brow furrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't you care if these people live or die?"

"Dead or alive?" Raising his head, it was very rare, Mu Ran's old face would also have a sly smile, "Whether these people are alive or dead, the little old man has already decided, where is your turn to talk nonsense?

With that, Mu Ran pressed his cane down, and a terrifying force that did not allow Varivido to resist at all pressed down from the sky and directly slapped him into the ground.

Smoke and dust splashed, the dignified four-winged archangel, comparable to the existence of a seraphim, was pressed by Mu Ran, an unknown little old man, with a cane, and he was beaten down, and half of his body was still embedded in the ground!

Whether it was the Krums family or the people on the side of the Divine Court, their eyes widened in disbelief at this moment. If you stuff an egg in their big mouth, you can make sure it can be stuffed.

Among all the people, maybe only Xiao Luo Lan knows a little bit about Mu Ran's details, but in front of his eyes, there is still an urge to make him faint, of course, fainting happily.