"It's been found. After blocking the faith power from the Ukrainian churches in the entire Crete island, Mofan should end the battle soon." Mubai walked towards the torches.

Although the power of faith can come from all over the world and can also be bathed by evil powers one by one Pacific Ocean, if there is a large transfer ceremony, the power of faith that has been lost due to long journeys can be more refined.

Therefore, those Ukrainian church members gathered on the other side of the mountain, not just to cover up the eyes and stop the government, the military, and the Parthenon, but also to provide a long-distance package for Ukrainian church godfathers, so that the three-pointed sword magic tank of Ukrainian church godfathers can ensure that the power of faith is more pure and without loss.

How could a branch president of the Delang Guild have no stranger to control such powerful power?

Mu Bai has been thinking about this issue from the beginning.

Fortunately, Gui Ji was eager to kill him and helped him find such an important clue. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to associate the powerful power of the Three-pointed Sword Demon Tan with Leng Jue, who was stained with the blood-stained Mediterranean at that time.

...

When he walked to the top of the mountain, Mubai saw the torches above, and each torch represented a Ukrainian church member.

Most of them are wearing very ordinary urban clothes, and some are even Mediterranean-style dresses. Because their relatives around them fall into this so-called belief, they themselves are immersed in it. They can get the material needs that other girls cannot get without studying, working, or working.

But they didn't understand that the entire Green Narcia Island tragedy was the accomplices. They did not kill a single life, but they handed the real murderer a sharp knife!

Sometimes people are really not so ignorant. Giving up thinking and obeying everything is helping the evil.

Mu Bai stared at the dark group of people. The temple fair was so lively and the festival was so exciting and joyful. He looked at them showing their pious and serious looks, and then recalled the rotten corpses that were fished out of the sea by Zhao Manyan...

When the anger surged in my heart, Mu Bai wanted to use an ice-type super-level magic to kill all these people. They would soon understand whether they were going to hell or to heaven.

But after calming down, Mu Bai could not do this.

They were just used.

Even if they really think that faith in the Ukrainian Church can bring them all the dignity and respect that are missing in life, it is their own choice. They either go to jail or live in dreams created by other people's pain. They hand their souls into the hands of the upper class of faith, and their destiny will be firmly grasped in the hands of the upper class of faith, not themselves.

It is impossible for Mu Bai to persuade him.

Telling them the truth has no meaning.

In front of such a group of people who are unswerving, the truth is simply a confusing word.

"It turns out that guy is the leader of the organization." Mu Bai saw a person in the crowd. The guy was the guy who spitted into their food in the restaurant.

It is true that the heavenly way has reincarnation.

He didn't deal with that time, this time he hit the gun.

It would be ridiculous if he didn't know the truth of the ceremony.

After dealing with him, the ceremony that did not understand magic and the principle of true belief became a bonfire party.

"Go, get into his chest and see if its heart is a rotten color that integrates your appetite." Mu Bai stretched out his arm and a tiny silkworm fly crawled out of his sleeve.

The silkworm flies are actually very delicate, like a golden tiny figure, with a little cartoonish look. It swung its body, threw out a pair of transparent wings, and flew towards the leader of the ritual organization.

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The evil moon that was inexplicably devoured began to shine again. At this time, the moon no longer hangs in the sky, but seems to be about to sink into the ocean, and the brilliance it sprinkles was particularly close to the sea level.

Mo Fan's Burning Yuan Tianhuo was initially swallowed by the black moon demon light. It was difficult to see the entire vast ocean that was extremely pure and bright. But I don't know when the Burning Yuan Tianhuo fire lighted the turbulent sea area red, and burned all the dense dark clouds in the sky red.

The fire was divided into three layers, one layer was rendered like a cloud in the sky. In the middle were countless flame balls like cloud lotus, with a height difference of thousands of meters. At the bottom was the flames on the ocean paved into a flame forest!

The Fire King Mo Fan stood on the flame forest of the sea. The huge body of the Three-Fork Sword Demon Tank jumped to a higher place, as if he wanted to borrow the power of the black moon from the moonlight again, but the entire space was dominated by Mo Fan's heavenly fire. The layered heavenly fire domain of the Fire Dome, Fire Cloud, and the fire forest made the Three-Fork Sword Demon Tank be in a furnace of heaven and earth wherever he was, accepting the burning of different effects!

"Why did this guy suddenly ejaculate?" Mo Fan said with some confusion.

A minute ago, the three-pointed sword demon tank was still as powerful as a rainbow, and it felt like he would not feel tired after another three hundred rounds. But at this moment, his black moon demon light suddenly disappeared. Mo Fan thought he wanted to change to a more domineering power to compete with him. Who knew that it had returned to its previous appearance as the Silver Moon Demon Light. Not to mention the great reduction in combat power, even the skin muscles of the body could not withstand the burning of the sky fire!

"Be good, why is your size shrinking??" Mo Fan said with a look of surprise.

The 200-meter-level Titan giant, with this body, Tianhuo burned him for a day and a night, probably he might not be dead. Although the size of the big body is not necessarily strong, the vitality points must be full. Mo Fan was happy that his opponent's Hei Zhuoyue's ability disappeared, but he didn't know that there was a big gift, and the body of the three-pointed sword demon tank was shrinking!!

Mo Fan has checked the information and there is basically no saying that the Titan giant has reduced its body. Even if it dies, it will be as many meters or as many meters. The three-pointed sword magic tank has shrunk to only 150 meters at this moment, which is probably the case that it has been injected with water before!

"It turned out to be a fat man who was swollen and pretended to be a fat man. I thought it was a real two hundred-meter-level Silver Moon Titan..." Mo Fan smiled.

The 200-meter Silver Moon Titan can probably compete with some Jinyao Titan giants. How could a creature of this level be easily controlled by a president of the Black Ornament Society? Coupled with his stupid and cruel behavior, he really is not worthy of such a Titan strongman.

"It's already one hundred meters... If it's one hundred meters, it's a kid in my Great Yan King Mo Fan's eyes!" Mo Fan narrowed his eyes and began to look at the godfather of the Wu Church who had been standing on the shoulders of the three-pointed sword demon tank.

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(This is the update of two chapters on the 22nd. There should be two more chapters today, and the addition of the 23rd...)

(I got cold yesterday and my head hurts a little, so I didn't write it.)

(How come I feel like I owe more and more.)
Chapter completed!