Chapter five hundred and eighty fourth God descends into the world
The mysterious dance steps and the killing sword technique were no longer controlled, and Chen Yuyang was almost trapped in the blood of killing. The heads were exiled to the sea water of the East China Sea with boiling blood and unwilling ambitions. The smell of blood and the salty and wetness of the sea water converged together.
In front of Zhuge Qingqing, there were powerful groups, and then Chen Yuyang killed the sword. The Holy See and the Twelve Round Table Knights were immediately in chaos.
"Your Majesty, retreat. If you don't retreat, the Holy See will be destroyed in a thousand years!" Someone in the Holy See finally began to suggest.
However, the response received was Pope Pandora's ruthless killing. He slapped it and the pope said: "If you dare to give up, you will be killed without mercy."
If you definitely can't retreat. If you have gathered such powerful forces, but you haven't even stopped the other side's coastline, that's not a big deal. Besides, where should you retreat? The Vatican has become a ruin, and the Holy See is already fighting against the water.
Zhuge Qingqing's strength was not only unexpected by the people of the Holy See, but even Zhuge Ming trembled: "This, is this still my granddaughter? Is this still a force that humans can reach? It's so terrifying, so terrifying!"
Chen Lingfeng smiled and finally let go of his heart, saying, "It seems that our worries are unnecessary. It is completely possible to solve this battle for them to leave it to them!"
Xiaoyao Tianji looked at his fellow brothers and nodded.
With the strong support of the Pope, the Holy See's hearts that were in panic forever finally condensed again, and the remaining 200,000 Paladins carried out another round of charge.
Zhuge Qingqing was like a barrier that could never be crossed. Looking at these Holy Swords rushing over, Zhuge Qingqing was too lazy to raise her eyes. He stretched out his hand and took off the hairpin on his head.
This is the love token that Chen Yuyang refined for her in the prehistoric world. Zhuge Qingqing has always carried it with her.
Throwing the silver hairpin into the sky, the silver light on the hairpin fell from the sky, like a silver sword rain, but this was much more powerful than the sword rain. Without any suspense, you will die if you deal with it. Pieces of paladins turned into illusory bubbles under the silver light.
Behind the Holy See, Chen Yuyang's sword had almost picked up all the mage troops of the Holy See. The faint sword light had already rushed to the front of the Paladin with the white figure.
There were peerless powerful men blocking the way, and the peerless killer chased after him. Pope Pandora made five repeated attacks, but even the shore base was unable to land. And now there are only a pitiful tens of thousands of people left, and they are all broken.
"Heaven will destroy me, it's really God will destroy me!" Pope Pandora whistled to the sky.
At the same time, in the 100,000 mountains in the West, there was a long roar, but it was excited and said strangely: "Kill another one, kill another one, Qingyang, work hard, I will come out. I must occupy your body this time, wait, my demon's magical skills will be ready!"
Chen Yuyang ignored the riotous killing in his heart and still waved his sword. Although his movements were soft, he had no human nature, and he was just killing. The more he killed, the calmer he felt. With killing like the Tao, he got a clear light, no blood, only tranquility, and gained tranquility in killing.
Just when the Pope was almost desperate, dense black light spots flew over the coastline of the West. The bats were a group of bats, thousands, and countless, and there were not enough numbers.
"Gaga, Pandora, I didn't expect you to be today too!"
The blood clan is here. Under the leadership of the twelve princes of the blood clan, thousands of bats from the twelve families of the blood clan formed on the sea. However, they seemed to be watching the show and did not take action.
Pandora said angrily: "Do you do it quickly, are you going to see all our Western powers destroyed? After my Holy See is destroyed, it will be your blood clan."
At the same time, on the shore of the East China Sea, the Chinese supernatural camp also began to move. Xiaoyao Tianji scolded: "There are no timid rats, they will do some stealing behaviors. Go and die!"
The ninja assassin arrived. At the same time, cherry blossoms fell from the sky, and the island country's Onmyoji also came. The battle situation became confusing again due to the addition of the blood clan and Onmyoji. The entire East China Sea was in chaos at this moment.
Chen Yuyang still did not wake up from the way of killing. His closed eyes could not see the situation outside. He was still the sword moving with his heart and constantly killing.
When Zhuge Qingqing saw the blood clan joining the camp, she immediately became angry and said, "You gangs of dirty things dare to step into my eastern land. Since that's the case, I will let you all stay here and fill the East China Sea with your corpses!"
When the saint is angry, the people are vivid.
Zhuge Qingqing emitted countless golden lights all over her body, and the entire East China Sea was covered with golden lights. Pandora exclaimed, "No, withdraw!"
The princes of the twelve blood clans ran very fast, but many small blood clans were still buried. They were like mosquitoes that were knocked down, and bats all fell into the sea level.
A black hair appeared in Zhuge Qingqing's hand, turning into infinite green light, and directly rushed into the camp of the Holy See and the blood clan. When the twelve princes saw that it was not good, they almost retreated. The black figure came and went quickly. The blood clan was not the Holy See and did not have such great ambitions. If you can beat it, you will run away. This is the usual style.
On the shore, Japanese ninjas and Onmyoji have also been trapped in a tough battle. With the power of Japan, the supernatural being is far from the opponent of China.
Seeing that the blood clan had retreated, Pandora's heart began to silence. He knew that even if he could win this battle, it would definitely be a tragic victory. And at this time, there was only one way to make Pandora still have the confidence to continue fighting.
"Damn Easterners, pagans, even if I fight for the destruction of the Holy See, Pandora will not let you have a good life!" The white light had fallen from the sky. The holy cross, the Pope's scepter, and the purple gold crown in Pandora turned into three rays of light scattered into the sky.
Then Pandora said devoutly: "Great Lord, I am your most loyal servant. Faith is destroying. Please come to the earth and save the lost children! Amen!"
"His Majesty!"
"Crown of the Pope!"
All the attacks stopped for a moment. All the paladins looked at the pope's rapidly withered face and turned over and dismounted, knelt on the sea level, and said in unison: "Send Your Majesty to heaven, and send Your Majesty to heaven!"
Chapter completed!