In the holy city of Vatican, the sun's light was still shrouded, but in front of the huge church, a pile of golden yellow sand appeared, and the sand drifted with the wind. No one knew what had happened here, nor did anyone notice a Paladin, the faithful guard of the Holy See was buried in the thousand-year-old ancient city.

People still live in the life they should live in, and they should be chaotic. No one seems to have noticed the week of the week.

When night fell and Archbishop Alpha found out the whereabouts of Zhuge Qingqing and Dongfang Bing, he felt the seriousness of the matter. Facing the leader of a team of Paladins, Alpha yelled angrily: "Bastard, where did the Saint and Zhuge Qingqing go? Is this how you treat the sacred mission assigned to you by the Lord?"

Several Paladin commanders felt extremely sad. They confessed before the Lord, and said at the same time: "Please calm the Archbishop, please calm the anger!"

"Don't you just want to find them quickly. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find them for me. Where can the two girls go?" Alpha still roared angrily, the blue veins on his face were already exposed, revealing his incomparable anger, and a sense of ominousness that was said to be beginning to surge into his heart.

At this moment, Zhuge Qingqing and Dongfang Bing were already in Chen Yuyang's arms, and I don't know how far they had flew out.

The people in the Holy See were speechless that night. Alpha used the top ten Paladins, and tens of thousands of people searched for their footprints in the Vatican City, but they had no gains. At this moment, the pope also had a bitter face and sat on his own dragon collapse, with a lot of wrinkles between his eyebrows.

It took him a long time to say to the Starry Sky: "Old guy, have they left the Vatican?"

Alpha nodded with a heavy breath: "I think that man has come here. It's so terrible. Entering the holy city of my holy temple is like entering a state of no one. What kind of cultivation has he achieved!"

Touched, the Pope overturned the tea bowl at his hand and said, "It's so unreasonable. How could the Vatican be the place where he could go when he came to say it. It's so unreasonable. What are the Ten Paladins doing? The Vatican guards are so lazy! I, I..."

As he said that, the Pope was furious and his body shook twice. Then he grabbed the scepter at his hand and then stood firm in front of him, and a mouthful of blood splashed out. Alpha called out in panic: "Your Majesty, be careful of the dragon body!"

The pope held the scepter and shook his arm like a dead branch and said, "Old fellow, go and find the leader of the ten Paladins. I want to punish them on behalf of God, on behalf of the Lord, on behalf of God!"

"Your Majesty, this is probably inappropriate!" Alpha said in a scrutiny.

The Pope roared hysterically: "What's wrong? Will repentance be useful if you do something wrong? I have to punish you, otherwise, what is the discipline of the Holy See? Where is the majesty of the Holy See? Go quickly!"

"Yes!" Alpha said reluctantly.

The sacred Holy Church, the proud Pope, was dismissed by someone, and naturally he was dissatisfied. Just as Alpha turned around and left the Pope's bedroom, the Pope gushed out blood again. His face was pale. Alpha felt relieved about the disappearance of Zhuge Qingqing and Dongfang Bing. It seemed that the man from the East was still thundering and raining. He did not want to go to war with the Holy Church. In fact, the Holy Church wanted to go to war with him.

Shaking his head, Alpha felt that the red clothes on his body became even brighter, and a feeling of relief arose.

Not long after Alpha went out, the pope retiring his clothes and purple gold crown and said to the air: "Martin, old man, what should you do now? Even the last card was cracked. I really don't know what to do?"

A figure appeared in the darkness, a thin figure, even thinner than the pope. A thin old man with a silver cross on his chest and a confused smell on his face. He shook his head bitterly, and nodded again and said, "Your Majesty, I think the situation is very bad now, very bad. King Arthur has been wiped out. Now we have no capital to fight the demon king in the East again!"

The Pope nodded bitterly and said, "Yes, I didn't expect that the man from the East is so powerful and powerful. We all underestimated him too much. It seems that the rise of the East has become inevitable, but I am still unwilling to accept it. I don't believe in fate. What His Majesty Constantine has not completed, I think I can accomplish it, and we still have a last chance!"

"Saint Massacre?" Martin sneered.

"Can't fifty holy quoise guns defeat them? Those are fifty holy angels who exploded themselves together, and their power should not be underestimated. I believe they will succeed. Even if they fight for both sides, I must defeat them. For the glory of the Holy See and the majesty of the Lord, if they really can't do it, then they can only summon the angels!" The Pope said bitterly and helplessly.

"Summoning the angel?" Martin exclaimed: "Your Majesty, are you crazy? A pope can only summon angels once in his life. If the angels are summoned, then this pope is destined to have to die. Do you really have to give up everything and give it a try?"

The Pope pondered for a long time, nodded and said, "The majesty of the Holy See is above everything else!"

"Okay, okay! But promise me that you must not summon the angels unless you have to!"

"I understand, I understand!" The Pope nodded heavily.

This night was a night of shame for the Holy See. All the heads of the Paladins of the Holy See were punished by the Pope, and their charge was for blasphemy of God's prestige. However, while punishing them, the scheming Pope also began his own deployment. He was not as optimistic as Alpha, and he really felt the crisis.

The crisis of the Holy See is coming soon. Ten thousand people from the top ten Paladins began to set up defenses on all sides of the Vatican. Along with the Cardinal, the Archbishop of Cardinal, the Golden High Priest, and the Silver Priest, he almost mobilized all of them as long as he could mobilize his power. However, Alpha still hid some of the people.

These people are the fire of the Holy See. It can be said that the Pope knew and acquiesced to his behavior. After all, the Holy See cannot be destroyed. Once it is destroyed, it will definitely be a devastating blow.

Just as the Holy See was busy deploying, Chen Yuyang held Zhuge Qingqing's hand on the Demon Island, and the two of them smiled at the sunset. Zhuge Qingqing suddenly asked: "You said that you took us home, why do you still have to stay in England now? I miss home, I want to go back and see, grandpa, and mother!"

Chen Yuyang was stunned for a moment, looked into the depths of the ocean, and said, "What should you know?"

Zhuge Qingqing smiled: "Yes, I know, no one in this world knows you better than me. You want to curb the West, you want to destroy the Holy See, you want to tell all those who are enemies of you that the dragon has reverse scales and will die if it touches, right?" Before Chen Yuyang could speak, Zhuge Qingqing continued to smile: "I know you will not give up, and it is useless to say anything, so I can only help you end this holy war as soon as possible?"

"You help me?" Chen Yuyang said with a smile.

"Yes, I want to help you. Actually, I started preparing when I was in the Vatican. This is a war without using any smoke of gunpowder. I can help you." Zhuge Qingqing smiled mysteriously and took out a beautiful girl from her body. Chen Yuyang looked at it as if it was a painting.

Zhuge Qingqing said: "Have you heard of the Eight Formation Picture? The treasures passed down from generation to generation in our Zhuge family!"

Chen Yuyang nodded in a silence and said, "I heard that Zhuge Wuhou was lying on the battlefield by relying on an Eight Formation Map. But I have always been curious about what this thing looks like and how powerful it is. Old Master Zhuge has never told me!"

"Haha, then I'll talk to you! The Eight Formation Diagram is actually a formation, like the current satellite positioning. It can locate any corner or any place in the world, but it needs to be deployed there in advance. The formation can be made by people or other unchanging objects. As long as the formation is arranged, the entire formation will be within a radius of dozens of miles, it will become the locking target of the Eight Formation Diagram!"

As he said that, Zhuge Qingqing waved his hand on the picture with a smile. The eight-format map, which was originally a piece of white paper, began to shine with a faint golden light. After a moment, the scene of the holy city of Vatican appeared in the picture. This is what Zhuge Qingqing did in the Vatican for many days.

The inconspicuous small stones contained the formation. The entire Vatican was clearly visible in front of the Eight Formation Map. Wherever there were troops stationed or defenses, this Eight Formation Map seemed to be a miniature Vatican. Even the Pope's palace could be seen clearly and clearly.

Chen Yuyang was stunned. He never knew that a magic weapon had such great power. He was stunned for a long time before asking dullly: "How do you use this thing?"

Zhuge Qingqing smiled sweetly, looked at his masterpiece very satisfied, and said to Chen Yuyang: "You can spray a sip of red wine at this picture to see what effect will be!"

Chen Yuyang immediately found a glass of red wine and said a little foolishly: "There won't be a malfunction, right?"

Seeing that Chen Yuyang did not dare to move, Zhuge Qingqing took the wine glass and drank it, exclaimed: "No, good wine!" Then she took another sip and sprayed it on the Eight Formation Map. The Vatican guarded by the five major Paladins of the Vatican saw waves of storms on the picture, and the red waves surging with a faint fragrance of wine.

The five major Paladins, four or five thousand people, were flooded by the flood, and they didn't even have a chance to breathe. To be precise, they were flooded by red wine. They became the saddest Paladins in history who were drunk and died of wine.

Chen Yuyang was shocked. He didn't expect that the Eight Formation Map was so powerful. Zhuge Qingqing grabbed a handful of yellow sand in his hand and poured into the Vatican. In an instant, the entire pope's palace was covered with flying sand and stones. At this moment, the pope was looking at the map and studying the war strategy, but felt the eaves above his head creaking.
Chapter completed!