Chapter 1391

The saint uses the holy water of the Holy See to force the alien cannibal flower to appear, and then kill it in front of the public. He is delusional to open a blood path in the Chinese Jianghu and collect the faith of the Holy See. The saint's consideration is correct, which is good for himself and the Holy See. He is unswerving. Despite the hesitant eyes of the two paladins, he is tough to let the alien cannibals appear.

Screams, screams, fluctuated with the ground.

It seems that in a green jungle, the soil is flying, a piece of magic medicine is destroyed, and the whole primeval forest falls into a kind of strong despair. Those Chinese warriors looked at the front in disbelief, as if the holy one was their dependence. In the face of absolute power, death is more than anything.

Saints enjoy the look that Chinese martial arts rely on. I can collect many beliefs in the heavenly tomb. These people are experts in the Chinese Jianghu. They have a heavy weight in the Jianghu. Taking one is equal to taking a sect. How can I waste such a great opportunity.

If we can do something that even the church emperor can't do, there will be no suspense about the next Pope at all. The saint came out this time because he was threatened by other heirs in the Holy See. In fact, the saint is just one of the heirs. He was called the saint because he received the blessing of the LORD God, but his strength did not reach the level of the saint. For decades, the Holy See has not appeared, and he represents the name of the saint.

A paladin whispered, "Holy One, there may be a little trouble this time."

The ground fluctuated and the earthquake came.

But the saint's face was calm, waved his hand and said, "don't worry, everything has me. If even the first floor is not small, how can we go deep into the 18th floor. Although the heavenly tomb is mysterious, under the light of the LORD God, evil and evil will eventually perish. We should believe in the LORD God."

The paladin nodded helplessly and was on alert.

A breath of despair filled the virgin forest. Those martial artists in the Jianghu wanted to retreat for fear of being affected by the fish in the pond. The saint smiled lightly and said, "it's just an evil devil. I'll clean it up casually. You don't need to panic. As the spokesman of the Lord God, you have great power that you can't imagine."

Boom!

Suddenly, the soil under his feet suddenly cracked, and a streamer shot at the saint. Obviously, the alien cannibal flower was very clear, and the saint angered him. The paladin shouted, "Holy One, watch your feet."

The Holy One hummed, "you still want to kill when the LORD God is watching you. It's like looking for death." he held half of the scepter, read a spell, and then wrapped it around with a six pointed star shield to form the strongest shield.

"Divine skill, Divine Shield!"@^^$

Divination is a special art of the Holy See. It is said that the Holy See can communicate the dimension of the gods. The gods give power and bless believers. The power is very terrible. Divine arts are divided into nine levels. The higher they are, the stronger their power is. Divine Shield belongs to level 8 divine skill. It is the strongest defensive divine skill that the holy one can use.

After performing the divine skill, people only felt that the pressure disappeared immediately. The two Paladins looked at the saint in surprise and were shocked. Unexpectedly, the strength of the saint has reached the level of performing level 8 divine arts without difference. You know, the Pope can perform level nine magic.

The holy one feels the worship of others and is secretly proud. Only when you see my strength can you really submit to me.

In this regard, the saint is very confident.

Although the forest is filled with despair and the underground monsters are very powerful, the saint does not retreat, but is eager to try and show his strong strength in the Jianghu of China.! $*!

"What a powerful defense. I'm afraid the sage can't use it."

One of the martial artists was amazed. His eyes looked at the saint were different from before. The other martial artists fell into silence and their eyes were complex.

But the saints still underestimate the strength of the alien cannibals.

The streamer hit the shield and made a strong impact sound. The sound wave penetrated the shield and pierced the warrior's ears. They covered their heads and screamed. Some of them couldn't bear the violent impact. Their seven orifices bled and fell to the ground with spasms.

The paladin groaned, but soon returned to stability.

At least they are masters in the early days of the great saint. If they can't resist the aftereffects of a great saint's peak state, they will lose the face of the Holy See. The saint didn't expect the attack wave to be so strong. He frowned and sneered: "the LORD God is tolerant, but if you are stubborn, don't blame me for punishing you on behalf of the LORD God!"

"Be careful!"

A paladin's face changed greatly and shouted, "Holy One, there is attack."

The saint thought it was over to intercept the attack of one tentacle and was ready to fight back, but the surrounding ground exploded one after another. There were ninety-nine tentacles dancing in the sky. Each hand exuded a cold luster, as if it had life and stared at the saint.

One tentacle attack almost destroyed the Divine Shield. If 99 tentacles attack at the same time, the consequences will be unimaginable. The saints felt cold on their backs. Unexpectedly, the monsters on the first floor were so terrible.

The saint hardened his head and said, "don't panic. My Divine Shield is very strong. It can't come in."

Whoosh!

Ninety nine tentacles flashed and stabbed at the Divine Shield. The Holy One clenched his teeth secretly and blessed all his strength on the shield. He could have escaped, but if he wanted to establish prestige in front of people and gain their faith, he must resist it. Who made him pretend to be too serious to step back.

Not far away.

Yang Ping looked at the sage. In order to protect the martial arts of China, he didn't choose to retreat and said, "the consciousness is very high."

"He is no match."

Ruyan calmly said, looking through layers of gray soil, as if he wanted to see through the essence. Yang Ping always feels that Ruyan's eyes are very strange. Does she know the secret of exotic cannibals?

Feeling huge pressure and being inside the shield, the warriors have no sense of security and look at the Holy One nervously. This dead foreigner has just vowed that he will not be unstoppable. If he can't stop it, run away immediately. He's the monster's target anyway.

If the saints knew what those behind them thought, they would spit blood.

China, Jianghu, people's hearts.

The most complicated.

No one will choose to believe in you because they are saved. In particular, these Jianghu masters who fall into greed have their own philosophy of life and will not change their world outlook and outlook on life because of one life saving.

The saints still fantasize that saving these people can collect huge beliefs.

The two paladins are ready to fight.

coming!

The tentacle finally landed on the Divine Shield. There was no violent sound and no broken void. It was like gently tapping on the glass. Time is still, the holy one's forehead is sweating, and infiltrates all forces into the shield, which is equivalent to turning himself into a shield and bearing the attack of alien cannibals.

After the impact, the saint's throat was sweet and his face was pale, but he soon pressed down the injury.

The attack of alien cannibal flower didn't work, but was forcibly stopped.

Yang Ping looked surprised and said, "I didn't expect that the foreigner's strength was OK. He can bear the attack of the great saint's peak without vomiting blood."

"Awesome!"

The warriors behind the saint were amazed.

The saint smiled and pretended to be indifferent: "I said that the LORD God is omnipotent and invincible. As long as you believe in the LORD God, you can get great power and be not afraid of evil and evil."

The warriors shook their heads when they heard this.

"Forget it, I don't even believe in Sanqing, not to mention what the LORD God is."

"Yes, I haven't seen the LORD God. You take foreign gods to preach in China. Isn't that a slap in the face? I'm not interested."

"Can the LORD God make me a great saint? If not, it's useless to believe in the LORD God."

“……”

Martial arts, every word you say and every word I say is directly rejecting the invitation of the saint. How can they trust an external God and be grateful for the salvation of the saint. The most missing thing in the Chinese Jianghu is gratitude.

"You..."

The saint's face was ugly. It was unthinkable that the Chinese warrior who tried his best to save said this in the Vatican with faith everywhere.

Pooh!

The injury forced to endure broke out because of excitement.

The saint spurted blood and said, "asshole!"

Not far away.

Yang Ping shook his head, shrugged and said, "he doesn't understand China's national conditions."