The holy land of the west is very special. It connects with the Vatican, and the whole world is shrouded by a powerful force of faith.

This is the result of thousands of years of preaching by the God sect here. Now the temples here are surrounded by golden light, and there are many statues in them.

On this day, one of the twelve winged statues of an angel suddenly cracked, and a golden figure filled with golden battle clothes appeared.

He has no face, the whole person is like the condensation of light, in the hands of a three Zhang long golden sword, especially huge.

"Is the paladin coming? Follow me to kill the devil!"

The twelve winged Archangel spoke without any emotion in his voice.

"Lord Michael, I'm going to the Holy Land in the East. That boy is too arrogant to let him grow up any more!"

The paladin's name is Kyle. He has blond hair all over his head. His eyes are blue, and there is a light flow in them. His eyes are amazing.

"Defile the doctrine of God, let me purify you!"

Michael almost turned into a light and shadow, the terrible golden holy light, lit up the whole temple, filled with a terrible holy atmosphere.

"Whoosh!"

Two lights and shadows swept across the sky and disappeared into the night like meteors.

The temple calmed down, leaving only a few statues of angels in the center and pieces of gold on the ground.

A cardinal came in and was preparing to sacrifice. But the next moment, his eyes fell on the pieces of gold on the ground. He could hardly believe his eyes.

"God, miracle!"

His heart shocked to the extreme, this statue is Archangel Michael's, known as the immortal god of war, one of the terrible angels for God.

"Lord Michael, what's going on? Is he going to the east to kill the devil?"

"The statue of Lord Michael has never been like this. This evening, someone saw two rays of light across the night sky. It's absolutely him!"

"Ha ha! Great! With the help of Lord Michael, the end of the youth in the East must be coming

In the holy land of the west, many people in the holy see are excited. They have not been so happy for a long time.

You know, Michael is absolutely a terrible angel, behind a total of 12 light wings, representing the strongest fighting power of the angels.

It can be said that he is equivalent to a legion of angels!

"Lord Michael, will it be too risky for us to go rashly this time?"

Paladin Kyle frowned. The boy named Chen Jie, according to the rumor, was too terrible, just a monster.

"No matter, my faith is powerful enough, just a devil, ridiculous!"

Michael sneered, and there was a slight disdain in his voice.

In fact, he became a Taoist many years ago, even earlier than the age of the temple Legion. It was a time of great prosperity. Angels and demons were fighting, from which he killed and finally settled everything.

"I will cut off his head and send him to the altar to sacrifice the spirit of the son of God!"

Kyle's face was indifferent, his eyes were open and closed, and his murderous spirit was almost condensed into essence.

The son of God has a high status in the West. Although he is young and vigorous, he is a real strong man. According to the normal situation, he will eventually take over the position of Pope.

The passage of time in the holy land of the west is very unstable, with fragments of time flying and the void twisting.

Normally, the holy places of the East and the West are like avoiding snakes and scorpions to this place. Because of frequent riots, everything around them will be attracted. Moreover, in recent years, such signs have become more and more frequent.

"Wow

Michael opened his hands and a golden light curtain appeared, which protected him firmly.

"Hiss!"

The golden armor on the paladin is also shining, and the power of belief is diffused. It directly turns into a cocoon of light and rushes into it.

"According to reliable information, Chen Jie is in that direction."

The paladin took out a compass made of sapphire. The pointer on it was beating and finally stayed in a certain direction.

It's a magic weapon from the East. It's obvious that the West has prepared for it. Someone secretly revealed Chen Jie's location and then sold it to the west at a high price!

"Let's go!"

Michael shoots out like a meteor. There is a long arc behind him, which is very long, just like the tail of a comet.

Now, in the forest.

Chen Jie's face is indifferent. After three days of cultivation, his realm is completely stable.

In fact, these days, he is not only practicing, but also thinking about some deep-seated problems, such as what is the difference between the East and the west.

He came to some conclusions that the West directly quotes the power of others for its own use with the help of foreign things, and the power of faith is the best proof.

The East, however, emphasizes the communication between the monks themselves and heaven and earth, which exists all the time. A strong monk can not only communicate with the great universe, but also form a "small universe" in his body.

There are advantages and disadvantages in these two ways of cultivation. One is to use the power of all living beings to achieve the strongest transformation.

The other is the belief that one's own body is the strongest, that everything is external, and ultimately depends on one's own understanding of Tao.

"Hoo --"

He breathed out and felt a long breath in his body.

In fact, he has been in the quadrupole for a long time, and he has experienced a lot in this realm, mainly to temper the divine power of his limbs, so as to achieve the level of invincible.

In ancient times, people believed that there were four poles in the sky. It was the ancient great power that cut off the four feet of a divine turtle and formed a square pillar of heaven.

This realm also means that it will support the small universe of the human body, temper the body, and finally integrate with the spirit of the spirit.

"I'm stronger again..."

Chen Jie breathes out a breath, he punches out, a ten thousand jin boulder directly explodes, the earth rock splashes.

Then, he took a step, directly across the distance of 30 meters, as if it was a blink in general.

"After the quadrupole was stabilized, the physical body was really terrible."

He smiles and feels that his practice during this period is worth it. Those sufferings eventually become his powerful capital.

"Boom!"

He runs the method of body refining, and the bones around him swim like a dragon rising. The blood gas of his whole body condenses, forming a huge red blood column above his head!

This is the performance of exuberance to the extreme. No one can do this at ordinary times, but Chen Jie has reached this standard.

Vigorous as a dragon!

This is one of the most powerful symbols of quadrupole. At the moment, it seems that an eternal God stove is burning inside him, giving off a dazzling light. The whole person is shining from the inside to the outside.

At this moment, he was in harmony with Tao, and his spirit and spirit were promoted to the top. All the birds and animals in the forest were dormant, and he felt a terrible smell.

Chen Jie didn't deliberately urge him to accept the heaven and earth with his own body, so all the animals and birds were shocked.

"Someone's coming?"

All of a sudden, he showed a strange color and looked to the west, with a sneer on his lips.