The battle continues, but the situation of the battle is constantly shrinking. At this moment, the Pope and the Blood Emperor, two god-level powerful men have begun their duel. The battle below has begun to be unable to support it, and the Paladin Order has gone from three

Ten thousand people have dropped to several thousand people, and the situation of the battle has begun to become clear.

However, the elite of the Holy See are still there, the Golden High Priest, the Silver Priest, the Cardinal, the Cardinal, and the Order of Monks are still there, and they are still struggling to support, but the gap in numbers has left their battle gone

Meaning, all the people in the Holy See are using their last strength to reverse the situation.

Everyone is already crazy. Dark magic, light magic, and light fighting spirit have all begun to bombard the square outside the Vatican city without any goal. They have begun to use large-scale destructive magic without discrimination. At this moment, Alpha

The Archbishop, with all the Archbishops in the back of the monks.

Alpha glanced at the Archbishops in Red and shouted: "Old guys, let us end this battle with the last strength. Victory still belongs to our Holy See!"

All the Archbishops in Cardinal looked at Alpha with determination and nodded. The twelve Archbishops in Cardinal have almost been consumed. They are going to launch the last blow in their lives and send out the last at the end of their lives.

Glory is also the most beautiful chapter.

The twelve Cardinals stood in a row and began to sing: "Lord of Light, I am willing to give my life to disperse the darkness in life, dispel the ugliness in the human world, let the Lord's purified light cover the earth and achieve supreme achievements

Glory, let our lives burn, ignite the glory of the Lord, and purify God!”

"No....."

"No....."

Two roars sounded from the sky, the voices of Mozart and the Pope, respectively. Mozart was worried about the power of God's purification, while the Pope was unwilling to believe that the twelve archbishops were leaving like this. They were the pillars of the Holy See.

They are the backbone of the Holy See. Without the Twelve Cardinal Archbishops, the vitality of the Holy See will not be restored for countless years.

Prince Philip, Prince Lucifer, and Prince Robinson, who were commanding the battle below, saw the white light falling from the sky and the most terrifying forbidden art of the Holy See, they also shouted and said, "Get back, retreat quickly,

Go back quickly, go back!"

They seemed to be crazy. The high-level blood clans retreated immediately after hearing it. They were very fast, but the low-level ones were still swept into the quagmire of war and could not withdraw at all. As the stars fell,

The entire battlefield was monopolized by shrill howlings.

The roars and howlings of the blood clan resounded throughout the sky. They tried desperately to retreat and escape the starlight, but it was too late. The purification of God was specially prepared for these dark races, as long as they were contaminated.

, it will immediately disappear into ashes and turn into dust.

Thirty seconds, only thirty seconds, but the blood clan felt that it was longer than three years. Thirteen princes and countless great dukes all escaped, but many viscounts, barons, and earls, all

It became the burial object of the twelve cardinal archbishops. In just thirty seconds, the loss of the blood clan was even worse than the previous battle. There were less than 10,000 remaining 50,000 blood clans, and these people had become

The eternal sorrow of the blood clan.

At this moment, Chen Yuyang on the British Islands looked at the Eight Formation Map with a sneer and sighed: "Okay, it's time. It's time to appear. If we don't appear, we will break our promise. This is not good, and it's said that the Holy See will be destroyed.

You must destroy him, Lao Lang, prepare for it. The three legions do not need to be dispatched, just send tens of thousands of people!"

"Yes!" The earth wolf was already excited, and now he was finally able to fight.

The Pope could no longer support the sky in the Vatican. His eyes were blood red. Looking at the twelve red-robed Archbishops who had fallen below, tears began to slowly flow out, but Mozart was not much better. His face was now full of ferociousness.

His expression and fangs were all blood, and he roared angrily: "Old ghost, I will not let you go, I will never let you go!"

As he said that, he raised the black sword in his hand and rushed forward. The pope gasped, and the scepter in his hand shone again. Is this kind of battle too hard, two god-level masters, two standing in the darkness and light

The peak people began their final showdown.

All kinds of magic began to be used without any scruples.

The Dark Forbidden Technique and the Light Forbidden Technique began to surge. They did not attack the other party, but attacked the hostile camp below. However, Mozart was still too honest. Although he was angry, he was definitely not as cunning as the Pope. The two were not far apart.

, but I don't know how to attack.

This holy war was destined to be destroyed, and the blood clan was destined to be severely damaged. Every step was to follow Chen Yuyang's chess recipe, and both of them were just chess pieces.

After a round of bombing, the Holy See was only left with dozens of gold high priests and silver priests, as well as some magic-oriented cardinals, and even the legion of ascetics had disappeared on the battlefield. This was the Holy See.

The huge loss that happened every thousand years is also the most powerful battle.

Just as the Pope and Mozart were both thundering each other, a dark figure suddenly appeared in the sky, behind Mozart, with a thin and hunched back, a cold smile appeared on his face, and a huge silver cross in his hand

, and a hard blow at Mozart.

Mozart only cared about the bottom and didn't notice it at all. The cross shining with silver light hit Mozart hard, interrupting Mozart's magic. Mozart's body fell from the air like a broken kite, with a mouthful of blood.

Spray out.

He fell heavily on the ground, and he pointed at the sky with unwillingness in his eyes, pointed at the Pope, and said, "You, okay, okay, I didn't expect that there were two god-level masters in the Holy See, OK, okay!"

At this moment, Ruth and Lucifer rushed up regardless of the danger, and Ruth exclaimed: "Dad!"

The Thirteen Princes defeated the people at hand, and then gathered around Mozart to defend his emperor. The Pope in the sky was sweating. This was his design. If it weren't for the blood clan's forced force too hard.

, He would never let this master hidden in the dark appear.

At the old man in the air, the Pope gasped and said, "Thank you. If you slow down a little, I will probably explain it here!"

Old Man Martin smiled and said, "Tell me thank you, it's so strange!"

At this moment, the two camps returned again after the melee, confronting each other. There were less than a hundred people on the Holy See, and the blood clan was slightly better. The prince and the duke were still four or five hundred, but Mozart was seriously injured.

Faced with two god-level masters and this group of elite soldiers from the Holy See, they no longer have the courage to fight to the end.

The Pope is no longer able to do anything, and said to Mozart lightly: "Mozart, the battle between us is life and death, you are still alive now, and I am still alive. This battle will end like this! Otherwise, it will be destroyed, you

Can the Thirteenth Prince fight against my two god-level masters?"

Mozart's eyes could no longer be opened, but he knew in his heart that he had to wait for the Eastern man to arrive, so that he would have a chance to fight his life, and the Holy See would no longer exist in this world. At this time, Mozart seemed to have forgotten.

One thing is the medicine Chen Yuyang gave him.

That medicine can not only improve one's cultivation, but also a holy medicine for healing. If you swallow one, your injury will be cured immediately.

They have been confused now and seem to have forgotten everything. But before Mozart could speak, a lazy voice sounded in the sky, and Chen Yuyang's infinitely elegant smile suddenly appeared: "Mozart, my dear friend,

Sorry, I'm late!"

Mozart then reluctantly opened his eyes and said with some resentment: "You are finally here. I thought you orientals are so untrustworthy?"

Chen Yuyang spread his hands helplessly and said, "I'm very helpless. I thought you could take the Holy See, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect..."

Chen Yuyang's two unexpectedly made Mozart angry and feel ashamed. They had destroyed the Holy See this, but he still couldn't enter the Vatican. He was incompetent, so he could only say that he was incompetent. He took out a bottle of medicine and threw it away.

He came to Mozart and said, "Okay, Your Excellency Mozart, take him first, it will be good for your injury!"

At this moment, Chen Yuyang was facing the Pope and Martin and smiled: "His Majesty Pope, we finally meet!"

The Pope's forehead is full of sweat, and he can no longer stand the battle. He thought this man would not come, but he still appeared in front of the holy city of Vatican. The Pope said: "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor of the East, are you really

Do you want to provoke a jihad between the East and the West? Is this a matter between our Holy See and the blood clan?"

"Is that?" Chen Yuyang sneered and said, "Has you never thought that today would be there? His Majesty the Pope, Chen Yuyang, is a vengeful person. Today you must pay the price for what you have done.

, Otherwise, I, Chen Yuyang, wouldn't be very active!"

"Are you really going to do it? Just you?" Martin beside the pope smiled.

Chen Yuyang also smiled and said, "What? Isn't it enough? Then I'll let you see the cards that can kill you!" As Chen Yuyang waved his hand, countless people, wolf demons, and fox demons suddenly appeared in the dark clouds in the sky.

, and below, many snakes were pouring out from all directions from the foot of the Vatican Holy City!

After counting it carefully, there were no less than ten thousand people, and their faces were filled with angry expressions. They could all fly. They were all elite troops of the Eastern Demon Clan.

Chen Yuyang laughed coldly and said, "Is it enough?"

The Pope had closed his eyes. He knew that he had to take a gamble. Even if he died, he would make it difficult for these Orientals to live. He silently turned his hand back and gestured to the city tower behind him. The Pope smiled bitterly, yes

He asked Chen Yuyang and said, "His Majesty the Demon Emperor in the East, how can you stop?"

Chen Yuyang seemed not to notice the pope's actions, but just smiled and said, "If I make your Holy See surrender to me, will you be willing?"

"Impossible," Martin said immediately: "We are the children of God, and we are absolutely impossible to surrender to you, a pagan!"

"What else are you talking about?" Chen Yuyang said coldly: "Destroy!"

Just as Chen Yuyang was talking to the Pope and Martin, a strong wind whistled, blew up the corners of his white clothes. The fifty holy cannons on the city tower had already revealed their hideous fangs and white light.
Chapter completed!