C323 Soldiers on the wall

Zhu Geqingqing, on the other hand, was laughing secretly by the side. She did not care about how many people she killed, nor did she care about injuring the heavens and earth. As long as he was happy, she could accompany him to hell. As long as they were together, she would be the happiest.

Zhuge Ming could hear his wanton killing in the capital and he could feel it too. At this moment, he was feeling very relieved. He knew that the eight array diagrams were starting to work, and he also knew that his granddaughter was fine. This made him heave a sigh of relief, and he looked up at the sky and saw that the person who had appeared before him was a Death God, Zhuge Ming laughed: "Go ahead, kill, don't kill me, it's not enough to quell this old man's anger!"

At this time, Chen Luohe was also holding a cup of red wine in his hands as he lit up a cigarette with Ye Qingcheng. Both of them stood on the windowsill, and Ye Qingcheng had a heavy expression on her face, but Chen Luohe smiled.

Ye Qingcheng pouted, "He's grown up? This kind of slaughter is like hurting the heavens and the earth; his thunder tribulation will become increasingly difficult! "

"Only now do I feel that Yuyang really is my son." Chen Luohe said as he held the cup of wine.

"You bastard, what are you talking about? If he isn't your son, then who is? " Ye Qingcheng angrily retorted.

Chen Luohe continued to laugh as he looked up at the starry sky for a long time before sighing: "That Yu Yang child has always been intelligent since he was young, but I have never felt that he was like me. His actions are far different from my youth, the Buddhist soldiers are able to take in all forms of life, as well as all kinds of personalities.

Now that I understand, I understand. "

Ye Qingcheng laughed, "What do you know?"

"Yuyang, that child, is not restricted by his nature at all. It seems like the visit to the Carefree Sect will have a profound effect on him." Now that he's become so angry, it's like he's his father! " Chen Luohe laughed as he boasted.

Ye Qingcheng immediately said, "Come on! Is he still a father? "

"What is it? Back then, I was angry enough to charge into Karakorum and force the five old men to make a move. I didn't hesitate to make a move against the old man from the Po Luo Sect, going in three times and going in three times. I fought against the Holy Knight for you in the Holy Church for five days and five nights. Chen Luohe said.

Ye Qingcheng suddenly felt her heart sour. Indeed, this man had given up too much for her sake. Although she had never personally witnessed these things, she knew that when she was thinking about him, when she was dreaming, this man would often not be by her side. However, he had returned before daybreak. At that time, his entire body was still reeking of blood. She remembered, she remembered too much.

Sometimes, Ye Qingcheng would suddenly feel a little disgusted with the title of the Sacred Maiden of the Devil Sect. This brought her a lot of trouble, she only wanted to be by this man's side, to be his virtuous wife. Some of the little girls were bashful as they raised their heads to look at Chen Luohe. Ye Qingcheng said, "If, if there's still another life after this, would you still be willing to marry me?"

Chen Luohe laughed: "What do you think?"

Ye Qingcheng coquettishly replied, "I want you to say something?"

Chen Luohe let out a long breath, he did not say a word, causing Ye Qingcheng to panic, "Speak!"

Chen Luohe smiled and said, "In my next life, in my next life, in my next eight lives, I will definitely find you, then shamelessly ask you to marry me." As he spoke, he sighed, "I, Chen Luohe, have been too proud of myself in this life. But now that I think about it, the only things I am proud of are two things."

"What is it?" She knew, but she really wanted to hear the man beside her say it out loud.

Chen Luohe laughed and said, "You understand. To be able to be proud of me, the first reason is to marry you, and the second is to have a son like Yu Yang. I have no regrets in this life! "

As Chen Luohe spoke, he looked at the sound of thunder in the sky. He felt powerless, but more importantly, he had the courage to face life head on. As if he understood Chen Luohe's sorrow, Ye Qingcheng tightly held his hand and said: "Don't worry, next time, I will definitely pass through the divine lightning. I will definitely pass through as well. I will always be with you! "

Some people were happy with Chen Yuyang's massacre in the Church, and some people were unhappy with it. After all, not everything he did was satisfactory.

He had originally thought that he would be able to undergo a large-scale massacre at the Holy City's Vatican City, but who would have thought that he would suddenly drop the chain when the great battle was approaching? This caused the wild nature of the Ash Wolf and the Nine-tailed Fox King to immediately feel frustrated.

On the Demonic Island, Chen Yuyang and Zhu Geqingqing were enjoying the summer sunshine. The Earth Blue Wolf came running over once again, with a hopeful expression on its face as it looked at Chen Yuyang, its eyes seemed to have a lot of pleading look in them, it said: "Emperor, what should we do now? We can't let the Strigoi get meat. We'll watch it from here, right? "

The Nine-tailed Fox Demon and the Thousand Goblin Snake King hid not far away and watched, hoping that they would have the strength to fight. They wanted to fight even more than the Ash Wolf, since they had already done a great service on their journey to the United States, and since they had followed the new generation of Demon Emperors, they had not done even a little bit of good. This made them feel unbalanced in their hearts, as they wanted to use this opportunity to show off their Demon Clan and the army behind them.

Chen Yuyang removed his own huge sunglasses indifferently, and laughed: "Eat meat? What the hell is going on in your head, Wolf? Is Strigoi going to eat meat? They are just sending themselves to their deaths. Do you really think that the Church will be so easily nibbled on? "Just you wait, when they come to us for help, all of you have the chance to show off. Don't be anxious, don't be anxious!"

The Ash Wolf said bitterly, "But I'm already worried. We can't just make a trip here empty-handed!"

Chen Yuyang laughed: It won't be empty, just you wait! "Not long ago, your Wolf Demon army robbed the American treasury. I will immediately let you rob the Holy Church. The Holy Church has been around for thousands of years, and has a lot of good stuff in there. When the time comes, all of it will belong to you!"

"But we don't want those things. We just want to kill!" The Ash Wolf continued to speak.

"Murder?" Chen Yuyang snorted, and took out the eight array diagrams, and said: "Since you all want to kill people so badly, then I will show you the current situation of the Blood Clan, I can guarantee that they will hit a nail on the head, you guys don't need to hide, watch carefully, when the Blood Clan is not able to take action, I will approve of your actions!"

"Really?" The Nine-tailed Demon Fox King instantly ran out with an excited look on his face.

"Of course it's real. You guys just watch it carefully. Let me sleep for a while. Don't be surprised by what you see in the Church's thousand year old inheritance. Calm down!" With that, Chen Yuyang waved his hand and the eight diagrams quickly displayed the entrance to the Church, followed by the densely packed Holy Knights.

The Ash Wolf exclaimed, "They still have so many paladins! Shouldn't it have been washed clean? "

Chen Yuyang squinted his eyes, "The Holy Knights are the best chosen out of the 1.5 billion people, how could they die so easily? Just watch, slowly! "

The Pope had already brought out all of his men and was setting up a formation at the Vatican, ready for battle. These people were all part of the Pope's main army, the Imperials. In addition to the ten Holy Knights, there were two other teams of the Holy Knights, the Holy Knights and the Ascetic Cultivator Legion. These people wouldn't be killed so easily.

At this moment, the Holy City no longer had the appearance of the Holy City, but its walls were still intact. On top of the walls were countless holy archers. In their hands were arrows reinforced by the Holy Light, possessing immense destructive power. At this moment, the Holy City was shrouded in a sense of danger.

He could be attacked at any time. This situation caused the already dejected Pope to grow even older. His trembling fingers continued to walk on top of a sheepskin scroll, and with two dry coughs, the purple-gold crown was placed in a pile of sand. He had been here for many years, but had never been so flustered before.

He was continuously calculating the thoughts of the man in the east, and continuously had Holy Knights report back. Their information was that there were no unusual movements. However, the event had already begun. With Mozart leading the Strigoi, the fourteen princes and two hundred dukes had already formed a huge force that advanced towards the front lines.

However, when they were still quite a distance away from Rome, Mozart ordered everyone to stop advancing. They were waiting for the sky to turn dark, because the arrival of the Age of Darkness would wake up the God of Death, and the Church would be wiped out in the darkness.

The Ash Wolf stared blankly at the Vatican, just watching. Unknowingly, the scorching sun had already begun to sink to the west, and as darkness descended, the Vatican guards also started to become alert. The darker it got, the more alert they became, even though they were tired and wanted to rest immediately.

After days of heavy rain, sand, storms, and floods, their minds and bodies were starting to tire out. They had to take into account not only the Vatican, but also the people around it. They were believers of the Holy See, children of the Lord.

The Pope was lying limp on the yellow sand, the hourglass in his body could no longer be used to clean up. With the dim light of the night, he was still calculating something, when suddenly the Northern Dipper's stars began to shine with a strange light.

Suddenly, a beam of white light shot out from the parchment, and the Pope saw the pitch-black body of the parchment moving. It was moving at an astonishing speed, heading in the direction of the Vatican City. Alpha was with the Pope now, and he seemed to have seen the warning.

"What do we do now, old boy?"

The Pope was stunned for a moment before frowning, "What should come has to come. Let the tempest come strike harder!" "Old man, go inform all the combat troops to hide themselves and take a look at the Holy Cannon. Tell them to send these cannons to the city gate tower as soon as possible. This time, we are going to stake everything on one throw!"

Alpha shook the Pope's hand and said, "Old friend, I am glad to be able to fight with you and return to the embrace of the Lord!"

"Let's not talk about despondency. We still have a chance, we will still have a chance!" In fact, he knew that there would be no more chances. Even if he could survive, how could he have the face to accept a church that lusted after him? How could he face the tolerance of the Lord?