Wu Po Jiuxiao

One Thousand 860 Chapter Crystal Skull

Holy!Vast!No match!Belief!sacred!

Many traces were reflected on Chekov's body. Even at this time, Ye Fantian could feel that Chekov in front of him had changed a lot.

This change comes from a change in temperament and a difference in nature.

"laugh……"

The Eye of the Era flickered out, and Ye Fantian saw that behind Chekhov, the phantom holding the scripture burst out two earth-shattering divine lights, which no one could see Yes, only Ye Fantian could see that the power of his mysterious soul was running rapidly, and it was only a blink of an eye, and Ye Fantian felt a terrible crisis.

"not good!"

"flash!"

The mind in my heart burst out continuously.

"The praise of the Lord, the gift of the Lord, the Lord is supreme and holy, the Lord is the most powerful, believe in the Lord, you will become eternal life and immortality, believe in the Lord, you will become a god..."

The sound began to echo in Ye Fantian's ears like a mantra. No, this is not the transmission of sound, but a kind of hypnosis from the depths of the mysterious soul.

Bewitched taste!

"laugh……"

The Holy Infant who was sitting in the overlord's kingdom suddenly opened his eyes, and the two divine lights quickly tore apart the sky, came between the heaven and the earth, and uttered the strongest resistance towards that phantom .

"Get out of my world!"

The Holy Infant roared directly, his voice piercing through gold and gravel, tearing everything apart.

"Buzz!"

That phantom seemed to have sensed the presence of the Holy Infant, and immediately waved out the scripture in his hand, bursting out with glory and brilliance, trying to penetrate the power of the Holy Infant thoroughly.

"boom!"

Two brutal forces quickly rioted out.

In this invisible world, it began to stir, pass, and erupt, but it did not attract anyone's attention. This battle was invisible, and it was difficult for anyone to see it!

"This is a bewitching force, with a bewitching aura that cannot be concealed. It can make people's minds, involuntarily believe in him, believe in him, and finally become the opponent's puppet!"

Ye Fantian thought secretly in his heart, feeling a little horrified.

This power definitely did not come from the earth, any power in the earth would not be able to produce such a vast power, which almost made him feel irresistible.

Thinking of this feeling, Ye Fantian was already on guard in his heart.

"You blasphemer, just wait, I will definitely let you believe in my world, and you will become my slave!"

There was anger in that roaring voice, obviously because Ye Fantian's resistance had already made the other party angry, especially the angry blow of the Holy Infant, which also seriously injured this guy's vitality.

At this moment, Chekov narrowed his eyes slowly. The originally wretched eyes now had a faint golden glow, shining like a god, and there was a hint of sacredness in every gesture. Breath, this guy's breath already carries a strong sense of oppression. This powerful posture is more than ten times more terrifying than before.

However, Ye Fantian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at least, this guy has not suffered much loss now, the phantom has disappeared, this guy's vitality has been seriously injured, and he needs to rest for a while.

And Ye Fantian also affirmed that this phantom came from another dimensional star field. This time, he was injured, and there should still be a part of the connection to Chekov's body. Chekhov took control.

"Hmph, damn it, when the time is right, I will personally lift you up, and when the time comes, I will completely dissipate you!"

Ye Fantian's eyes glowed with divine light, and he spoke slowly.

"This is the end? I don't feel anything!"

Chekov suddenly opened his eyes completely, and this gesture clearly showed a strong sense of dissatisfaction.

Obviously, he was not too surprised by the changes in himself.

The Pope, whose physical body was already on the verge of collapsing, immediately became more and more ugly after hearing Chekhov's words. Finally, the physical body exploded violently, and the complete explosion became dust and dissipated into the void.

This majestic generation of the Vatican's control, the supreme ruler, fell like this.

Losing the Pope's control, the ascetic monks in the Vatican were stunned for a moment, but soon they all knelt down on the ground and sang loudly to Chekhov.

According to common sense, these people are old and stubborn. Everyone is an ascetic monk, and some even withdrew from the ranks of medieval paladins. Naturally, they are very stubborn in temperament, but after seeing Chico After the almost miraculous change in Chekhov, these people had a new view on Chekhov.

This is a god, the inheritor of a god, more terrifying and terrible than the previous pope, under his leadership, the glory of the Lord will spread in all directions...

With such an idea, even if they knew that Chekov was a ruffian, they quickly acknowledged the existence of Chekov. These old stubborn people who were the most difficult to solve became Chekov's loyal supporters. Or, regarding this point, I am afraid that even the resurrection of the Pope would not be able to think of this point.

"Quack quack... the pope, this is the pope, and Master Chekhov can also become the pope!"

Chekhov laughed arrogantly, the control of the Vatican, a generation of popes, this is a well-known figure, but looking at Chekov's arrogant smile and incomparable laughter, no matter how you listen to it, you can feel that it is not the case Taste it.

"We need to find an opportunity to completely consolidate Chekov's power, especially the imprint on this guy. The phantom may come from a high-level dimensional star field. If it exists for a long time, it is impossible to say when this guy Something will change, and it's not a good thing for me, or for Chekhov."

Ye Fantian was thinking secretly in his heart, but at this moment, a strange brilliance caught Ye Fantian's attention.

This ray of brilliance came from a corner of the ground, where there was a mass of loose sand. This mass of loose sand was the trace left after the pope's body was turned into powder.

Strange rays of light continued to emanate from the powder, which was extraordinarily clear.

"What is this?"

Ye Fantian's heart moved slightly, and then he began to think.

Chekov is indeed a wretched guy, he saw Ye Fantian's thoughts at a glance, so he sent the shiny thing to Ye Fantian without a trace...

The war, the battle between the East and the West, ended like this. This holy war is probably the most embarrassing one in the West among all the battles. The ancient holy war ended like this. With the power of the Dragon Emperor and others, Although the strange energy erupting from the jihad had a great impact on the secular world, it also suppressed them...

Minor things in the world do not affect Ye Fantian, but now he has time to focus on other places, such as the crystal skull in front of him!

This crystal skull was left after the death of the Pope. How terrifying the energy dissipated when the Pope died, and even the scepter of light has completely disappeared, but such terrifying energy, this one Ye Fantian couldn't help being amazed that the strange crystal skull didn't wear out at all.

"What the hell is this?"

Ye Fantian's heart moved slightly, and he looked at it curiously. After a rough observation, Ye Fantian found that although this crystal skull looked like it was made of crystal, it was actually a strange crystal. Carved out, and the art of this kind of carving is quite peculiar, at least it needs a very strong profound soul power to control the energy to this extent.

To be able to reach such a level, even Ye Fantian thought he could not achieve such a subtlety.

"It's such an exquisite carving method, no, this is simply a supernatural workmanship, even if my strength can't reach this level, it can be used to such a degree, it is definitely not a product of the earth, no, even if it is on the earth, but it is It definitely comes from ancient times..."

This crystal skull is so lifelike that it looks like a real skull. Its ferocious appearance looks quite weird, but this crystal skull is smooth, just like the skin of a girl, with a touch of slipperiness in it. There is a softness that makes people want to touch, keep touching.

"Snapped!"

With a slight force on the palm, Ye Fantian slowly released his energy. Ye Fantian believed in his own self-control, so he dared to use his own energy to judge.

With [-]% of the energy, even against the pope, he didn't use [-]% of the means.

A strange thing happened. Ye Fantian used [-]% of the energy, but the crystal skull did not change at all, not even a single wrinkle appeared. Ye Fantian was amazed by such a method.

"The Pope, who is under the control of the Vatican, naturally disdains to collect these ordinary objects. Chekov, who has received the inheritance, doesn't know if he knows this artifact, no, he probably won't know, otherwise If so, you should tell me..."

The more Ye Fantian thought about it, the more curious he became, and then he couldn't help but slowly input his energy into the crystal skull.

But still not the slightest gain.

"Since the energy in my body can't induce a slight change in this guy, then try to use my profound soul power!"

Ye Fantian spoke slowly.

Then Ye Fantian couldn't help mobilizing the power of the mysterious soul in the center of his eyebrows.

"boom……"

The moment the power of the mysterious soul entered the Crystal Skull, something horrifying happened...