Wu Po Jiuxiao

Chapter 850 The battle begins!

"Zeus?!"

Both Poseidon and Hades exclaimed in unison.

"Crack crackle crackle!"

In the void, streaks of thunder flashed, as if the god of thunder had come into the world. Horrific thunder and lightning slowly erupted, and from time to time, thunder dragon-like roars passed down.

"Tell you, this time our goal is Kyushu. If any of you ruin my event, then don't blame me for killing you with the power of lightning!"

The voice resounded slowly, getting weaker and weaker, but the threatening fluctuations seemed extraordinarily terrifying, that kind of utterly merciless voice, which immediately made the momentum of both Poseidon and Hades burst. The weakness of the moment, all the voices dissipated into nothingness...

"come yet?"

In the land of Kyushu, where the arctic ice is, an old voice resounded.

On the top of the sun, the sun was raging, and endless flames began to burn out.

A red figure slashed open the endless flames, and rushed towards one direction quickly...

"Hmph, in this small barbaric land, people from other places dare to come to my Nine Provinces to be presumptuous!"

In the yellow sand, a voice full of endless hostility came out. In this voice, there was an unconcealable killing intent, and the desert suddenly killed wildly. The endless cold current began to fill the sky. In the meantime, furiously rolled up...

A series of strong men slowly began to appear, rushing towards one direction from Kyushu...

this day!

The sky is clear for thousands of miles, and there is a peaceful posture everywhere. The invisible beauty, under the scorching sun, even gives people a warm gesture.

"What a wonderful thing it would be to go to sleep on such a warm day!"

One spoke slowly.

And there are naturally many people who have ideas like his, but we are all ordinary people, ordinary wage earners, no matter how wonderful the idea is, they still have to go to work.

All in all, it's a wonderful moment.

"boom!"

Thousands of miles of clear sky, suddenly a loud thunder resounded.

Above the void, one after another ripples began to expand rapidly, and the weapons formed countless mysterious figures and runes.

What a magnificent scene, it immediately attracted the attention of countless passers-by.

"boom!"

It was the sound of an explosion again, but this time the sound was like the earth was shaking and the sky was about to collapse. What kind of power was this, and what happened.

"It's an earthquake!"

I don't know who yelled, but in the next moment, everyone's expressions changed in unison.

And above the void, the seemingly incomparably mysterious lines seemed to dissipate in an instant, but the vibrations on the ground became more and more terrifying.

However, this was just a vibration, without the slightest effect of an earthquake, not even the slightest gap on the ground.

Under such a posture, people have an unbelievable feeling. For a while, countless brickmen came under the silver screen again, and analyzed wantonly...

But no one knew that on the mountains, phantoms slowly evolved...

"Hahaha……"

A burst of arrogant laughter came out, and a pale-faced man in a torn robe screamed sternly and arrogantly.

The opponent's teeth protruded, looking a little scary, and in his hand, a paladin in white armor was being pinched by his neck.

"The little western barbarian dares to come to my east to be presumptuous!"

The other party's voice was sharp, with a bloodthirsty breath.

"Damn it, damn it, is this a blood race from the land of Kyushu? Damn it, why isn't this guy afraid of the glory of the holy power?"

The Pope sat upright in the void, with an unbelievable expression in his eyes, he roared loudly.

"My lord, the blood race in the Kyushu and the blood race we encountered are two different types. Although the other party is also a dark creature, they can move freely among the crowd, and they don't absorb the power of the moonlight." To strengthen themselves, they can even exist without sucking blood, not to mention holy power, even under the scorching sun, they are subject to very few restrictions!"

A bishop of the Holy See couldn't help but said.

"Damn, damn bastard!"

An angry look appeared on the pope's face.

"Quack quack... Junior, come on, let me die!"

The man opened his mouth violently, and began to bite down on the neck of the paladin.

"puff……"

Blood gushed out, and the opponent's mouth began to suck.

"Bah, bah, bah... What the hell kind of blood is this? It's so bad, it's [-] times worse than our blood from Kyushu."

The guy had an angry look on his face, and he roared loudly.

"Damn, damn bastard! Bastard!"

The pope trembled with anger.

Originally, he wanted to come to this land of Kyushu, kill the martial arts here, and completely occupy the entire land of Huaxia in Kyushu, but he didn't expect that after advancing here, he was stopped by someone.

Seeing the blood from the east sucking the blood of his paladin, the pope couldn't wait to kill him with a cross of holy light.

However, this idea is just a thought.

The Pope never expected that there are so many strong men in the land of Kyushu, how clear the powerful auras are on this mountain, even if he wants to fight the opponent now, he has to think carefully .

And especially now, most of the powerful people in the Vatican have not yet fully appeared here. If they make a rash move, it will definitely not be a good thing for them.

"Lord, supreme glory, praise you, for the glory of the Lord! Explode yourself!"

Finally, the paladin who was still alive let out a stern roar, and on his body, streaks of holy light displayed to the extreme, quickly enveloping a radius of [-] meters.

"not good!"

The guy who made the shot was a zombie. He had practiced martial arts for a hundred years, so he could naturally feel how terrifying the terrifying aura emanating from this paladin was.

"damn it!"

The body suddenly backed up and fled quickly.

"boom!"

A terrifying explosion sounded immediately, and this time the explosion enveloped the area within a radius of one kilometer.

"Damn it, your uncle, I'm going to suck up your nuns in the Vatican!"

The zombie roared mournfully. At this moment, one of his arms was blown off, and his legs were blown out.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck him!"

"Old man, are you all right?"

A sound of roar was transmitted.

All of a sudden, he could only see the surroundings, and one after another shadows rushed out quickly.

Their bodies were simply running, and every time they ran wildly, it was obvious that the ground began to tremble violently for several minutes.

There were a total of seven of these people, and each of them had an incomparably burly body, about two meters tall, with bulging muscles, and the skin on their faces was very white.

The mouth was opened, and the fangs looked particularly abrupt.

Pure physical strength, these guys are all zombies, and they all purely cultivate the physical body.

"Damn, damn bastard!"

The Pope suddenly realized that something was wrong. Originally, in his opinion, this time, he attacked Kyushu Huaxia, and the people who came to resist him should be orthodox martial arts, decent and strong.

But now it seems that this evil guy has also arrived here, and there are quite a few of them.

"Damn Huaxia, damn it, when did this Huaxia become so fucking united?"

The pope's whole heart was trembling.

"I'm fine!"

The zombie suddenly took out a pill that exuded a bloody smell from his body and shouted.

Then, under the pope's stunned eyes, the old zombie's body changed rapidly, and after the elixir was completely refined, the limbs of this body also began to become perfect, and there was no difference from the original body.

"It's a pity, so much blood, although the taste is not good, but it is shameful to waste it."

The old zombie couldn't help but shook his head, and then shouted at the seven zombies:

"Let's go, hehehe, someone has done the rest!"

The pope trembled with his palms, and even the nails had pierced his skin.

"Damn it, Jian people, people from the east, are such bastards, God, why didn't anyone tell me that there are dark martial arts beings in the land of the east?"

"This is our first step, and it is also the first step to break this eastern land. We must work hard to open all the defenses, for the glory of the Lord!"

The Pope roared loudly.

"For the glory of the Lord!"

After saying those words, the people who spoke immediately roared like they had eaten chicken blood.

"Call your sister? We don't believe in any god here. What I believe in is killing oneself to become a Taoist!"

A man dragging a two-meter-long giant sword slowly rushed towards this side.

"Come on, your opponent is me!"

The other party stood there, quietly standing in front of these thousands of people, but none of them dared to take a step forward easily.

In the Holy See at this time, all of their powerful ascetic monks have not yet arrived. If they make a move at this time, they are courting death.

"Your Majesty, I will fight against him!"

A person spoke from behind the Pope.

This person was wearing a thin long robe, with a sharp crossed sword on his back, and his body was quite burly, but his whole person looked extraordinarily steady.

"It's the Paladin Shakis, it's up to you, this is the best!"

Seeing this person make a move, the Pope's face suddenly revealed a look of surprise.

Paladin Shakis, this person is an ascetic monk who has practiced penance for more than 30 years. His strength is terrifying, and his status and achievements are terrible. Even the Pope himself dare not offend him easily...