Chapter 397 Broken Faith
"How is it possible, that is the Pope, how could he die?"

Although many believers couldn't accept the pope's sudden hideous appearance for a while, it was also the highest belief in their hearts.The faces of all the believers changed drastically, and their whole bodies trembled.

"It is impossible for His Excellency the Pope to die easily, and this Chinese youth will only irritate His Excellency the Pope even more!"

A pious believer said coldly.

Among the crowd in the distance, a believer in a white robe also lowered his head slightly, and murmured: "The Pope is a pure blood with an immortal body. This Chinese powerhouse humiliated His Holiness the Pope so much. I am afraid that His Excellency is about to reveal his real body." .”

The white-robed believer obviously knew some of the pope's secrets, and fell with his words.

"boom!"

While everyone was still in horror, they saw a black beam of light burst out from the huge pit.

In the beam of light, a mass of black blood lingering with surging force continued to condense, and the thick black blood soared into the sky, as if it wanted to destroy the entire world.

"What's going on, why is the sky suddenly dark!"

All the believers exclaimed.

Only the white-robed believer looked calm: "The Pope is about to reveal himself..."

At this moment, a black figure stepped out from the black beam of light.

Its body is pitch black, its eyes are scarlet like blood, it looks like a human being but not a human, a ghost but not a ghost, its claws are two feet long and crossed on its chest.

On the pitch-black body, there are mysterious curse patterns lingering, and a pair of pitch-black to shiny wings spread out on the back, like a devil who just crawled out of hell, with cruel, cold and bloodthirsty eyes.

"Ye Feng, you actually forced my real body out. I will smash your body into thousands of pieces, suck all the blood, and then slaughter all your relatives and friends, and let them go to hell with you!"

The devil-like Pope made a night owl-like sound, stretched out his long scarlet tongue, licked his bloody lips, and his eyes were filled with thick anger.

"No, no, this is definitely not the Pope we admire, this must be the devil!"

All the believers couldn't believe that the Pope was actually a devil from hell. This scene completely shattered all their beliefs. Some believers had dull eyes, some looked crazy, and some couldn't believe it.

"You are the devil, you are not our pope at all!"

Some believers looked up to the sky and roared.

"Furious!"

The pope lowered his head and glanced at the believer, raised a hand impatiently, and spit out an ancient secret spell, and a soundless black energy fell on the believer.

In the blink of an eye, the believer covered his neck, and a beam of blood shot out from the top of his head, flying towards the pope, and the believer fell from head to tail, turning into a dehydrated mummy.

"The devil! This is a complete devil!"

Everyone was dumbfounded and terrified, but they didn't dare to say another word.

But the trauma this scene brought to them was the most unacceptable to them.

No matter who it is, when he finds out that the person he believes in the most and the person he respects the most turns out to be a bloodthirsty devil, he will collapse.

It is said that people without faith are like salted fish, but when the faith is shattered, they are far worse than salted fish, and can only be described as walking dead.

"Ye Feng, you don't know the real horror of the dark blood race. Our ancestors are not earthlings, but blood race powers from a distant planet. Although they failed to defeat the ancient immortal cultivators on this planet in the end and left with regret, but at this time The earth is no longer a pity today, and its spiritual energy was exhausted in an ancient catastrophe, and immortal cultivators have been cut off from then on, who is still my blood race's opponent?"

The pope flapped his wings and flew into the air.

The bloody hole in its chest that was pierced by Ye Feng's foot was recovering visibly at this moment, and its recovery power was even more terrifying than before.

"Since you forced out my real body today, I will fulfill the unfulfilled last wish of the ancestors of my dark blood race ahead of time, and rule this planet!"

"Oh!"

The Pope stopped talking nonsense with Ye Feng and made a move directly.

When it strikes out its claws, it drives the surging dark blood energy, and the dark force in the entire world is shaken and boiled by its claws.

Countless dark force continued to come from the void, and quickly condensed on its sharp claws. The black blood-like light flashed on the sharp claws, which skyrocketed to a length of several feet, as if to split the sky.

Over the entire Holy Court, black clouds are densely covered, like a dark night.Then there was a strong wind, and ghosts cried and wolves howled.

At this moment, the entire sky was filled with the coercion of the Pope's claws, and it was like a whirlwind passing through, vowing to destroy all existence in the sky and the earth.

"Your ancestors can't even rule this planet. What are you, a little bloodworm?"

Ye Feng smiled contemptuously when he heard the words, stepped out with a step, and dropped his palm in the air.

"boom!"

As if the Milky Way was tilting and the sun and the moon were turning, a huge palm made of golden light emerged from the void.

This is purely the physical power of Ye Feng's perfect body. The light palm is about Zhang Xu in size, and the whole body is glazed, penetrating the whole world. The originally dark starry sky is as bright as day in an instant.

The light palm is like a small sun, illuminating the entire starry sky.

Then he patted it with a palm according to the several feet of blood light.Instantly slapped the blood light away, and at the same time patted the pope's body.

The pope's face changed drastically, and he turned away abruptly.

It's a pity that its speed can't compare with Ye Feng's. Its body was only half out before being slapped on the left shoulder by the light palm, and then the half of its body below the left shoulder was shattered by the light palm.

Pieces of black scales and bones were flying, and a fiery mist of blood sprayed out from its body, which was very terrifying.

"Damn!"

The pope didn't expect that he would not be Ye Feng's opponent when he showed his real body, and suddenly he was furious, his eyes were scarlet like blood, and he threw himself at Ye Feng again fiercely.

The wings on its back flapped fiercely, breaking through the sound barrier in an instant, while the other intact blood-colored sharp claws, with heavy afterimages, grabbed Ye Feng with a might that could cut through the world.

"die!"

The pope raised his right paw, and streaks of black blood mist lingered under the blood claw like poisonous snakes. Each streak of blood mist represented one of the highest combat skills of the dark blood race.

Several streams of blood mist overlap and add up to multiply their power, making it unparalleled.

"This is the ultimate blood shadow claw of my dark blood family. If you can catch it, I will turn around and run away."

The pope laughed wildly, and slapped Ye Feng's head fiercely with countless giant claws overlapping with blood mist.

"Naive, do you think you can escape if you say you can escape?"

Ye Feng sneered disdainfully. Facing the huge sharp claws that could destroy the world, he just raised his hand and pointed into palms. When the huge black claws were no more than three meters away from his eyebrows, he suddenly slashed out.

The golden palm light shot out from his palm, slashing on the sharp claws.

boom!
The huge black sharp claws instantly shattered like paper, like a firecracker, directly extended to its right shoulder, and finally ripped off its right shoulder.

"No!"

The pope let out a roar like a night owl, its wings flapped wildly, its figure retreated violently, and its eyes were full of horror.

Its majestic pure blood family in the late stage of human immortality, and the emperor's blood lineage in the dark blood family are not Ye Feng's opponents at all, which shows how strong Ye Feng is.

Ye Feng's strength has completely surpassed its imagination, whether it is the almost perfect and indestructible body, or the ability to condense spells with a single gesture, it is completely beyond its cognition.

"This is a monster! It is the only god on this planet! I suffered such a heavy trauma today, it is impossible for me to break through to the Earth Immortal again. I hate it!"

The more the Pope thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

It flapped its wings with all its strength like a shadow, turned into a stern blood light, and fled towards the statue of Allah on the ground.

When its figure was tens of feet away from the statue, it opened its mouth and sprayed a mouthful of black blood at the statue of Allah, and everyone saw the statue of Allah turning suddenly, and then a hole was exposed.

The pope's figure flew into the cave, and then the statue of Allah turned back.

"You can't escape."

Ye Feng snorted coldly, and his figure instantly turned into a stream of light, shooting towards the entrance of the cave.At the moment when the statue of Allah was about to return to its original shape, it also flew into the cave with the pope.

In the next moment, the statue of Allah returned to its original shape, and all the believers were dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

At this moment, the hearts of all the believers in the church were extremely complicated.

Some people hoped that Ye Feng could kill the Pope, that devil, and some also hoped that the Pope could escape Ye Feng's pursuit.

After all, it is a belief they have worshiped all their lives.

(End of this chapter)

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