Rebirth of the Invincible Emperor

Chapter 504
Chapter [-]: The Old Pope Aspires to Ye Tiandi
The Vatican trembled, and colorful rays of light shot up into the sky, attached to the surroundings of the light curtain, and gradually shrank.

"Ah! My hands, my feet..."

Suddenly, a white man screamed, and everyone looked at him, as if they had seen a ghost, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they backed away in horror.

Because they saw that the flesh and blood of this white man was melting, and the skin was disappearing, revealing the muscles, capillaries and white bones inside.

"This……"

Everyone was terrified, and they were all frightened. This is too terrifying, as if the whole person was thrown into the sulfuric acid.

"It's because of those gases, don't touch those gases!"

A woman shouted that she had discovered the reason, but someone was accidentally touched by the colorful gas, and after a scream, the flesh and blood of the whole body melted, which was extremely miserable.

"Woo... I don't want to die! God, save us!" Many noble ladies knelt on the ground, praying, and many of them were already incontinent, with water stains on their bodies.

"My lord, please let us out!"

Inside the Vatican City, there was howling, only Ye Cheng was as calm as water.

"That's right. This formation outlines and condenses the power of the earth. With the mysterious formation pattern, the spiritual veins underground in the Vatican are gathered in one place. Once the formation is opened, the spirit inside will boil instantly. No matter who is in the formation , when touched by those spirits, they will all melt with the boiling spirits, like ice and snow seeing the scorching sun."

Ye Cheng commented lightly.

This formation should be a holy formation. Unexpectedly, there is such a holy formation in the Vatican. In this way, the first pope of the Holy See, St. Peter, should be a saint. In addition to ancient saints, there are also Who can set up a holy circle here?

No wonder the old Pope Martin I is so confident, there is a holy-level formation, let alone a celestial being, even if ten celestial beings enter the Vatican, after the formation is activated, they will never return. With the existence of the magic circle, the Vatican can sit back and relax.

"Since you know the strength of this formation, you should know that you cannot be an opponent of this formation with your immortal cultivation alone!"

Martin I's face was full of indifference, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looking down at Ye Cheng below.

Suddenly, he yelled loudly, loudly, and said violently: "Ye Tiandi, let me ask you one last question, will you surrender or not!"

"Ye Tiandi, surrender. The Holy See has one billion believers and is the largest religion in the world. How long has it been since your Heavenly Court was established? If you surrender, you will not be ashamed!" an immortal persuaded.

"Surrender, we can guarantee that as long as you surrender, it won't hurt you at all." Another angel also said.

Killing people and punishing their hearts, sometimes making a person surrender is more effective than killing him, and Ye Tiandi is such a person.

If he could be allowed to surrender, with Emperor Ye Tian's current status in the world, the prestige of the Holy See would surely reach an unprecedented height.

"Ye Tiandi, please surrender, we don't want to die!"

"Please, Your Excellency Ye Tiandi!"

Others in the Vatican City wept bitterly and kowtowed to Ye Cheng.

The only chance for them to survive now is if Emperor Ye Tian surrendered and asked Pope Martin I to close the formation, so that they could survive, otherwise, they could only be buried with them.

"Chichi..."

There were constant screams, and people were constantly being corrupted by the colorful energy, and they couldn't avoid it.

Within a few minutes, dozens of people had already been eroded and turned into a bloody mist, blending into the colorful energy, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people sick.

"Master..."

Ice Phoenix stood behind Ye Cheng, trembling slightly, this was the first time she had seen such a terrifying scene.

"Ye Tiandi, if you surrender, I can make you the archbishop in red, transcending the current pope, Benedict XVI, and only below me. If you want, I can even make you the next Pope!" Old Pope Martin I smiled lightly.

"Are you finished?"

Ye Cheng stood there with his hands in his hands, his face was indifferent, even a hint of sarcasm could be seen from the corners of his eyes.

"Hmph! I'll ask you for the last time, will you surrender or not?" Martin I's face was cold.

Ye Cheng shook his head and smiled lightly: "The mere holy-level magic circle also wants this emperor to surrender. In this case, this emperor will let you see what is the real holy power!"

"Using an old saying in China, you are toasting and you will not be fined!" Martin I's old face was gloomy and frightening.

Holding a colorful scepter in his hand, the pleats are shining like a god, and he shouted violently in the air:
"Get up!"

"Boom!"

The Vatican trembled violently, as if an earthquake had struck, and the colorful energy in the air was tumbling and surging, like the stormy waves in the sea, surging towards Ye Cheng overwhelmingly.

"what!"

"Help me..."

These colorful spirits swept over a large group of innocent white people on the way, and their flesh and blood, including their bones, melted into the colorful spirits. The pure land of the city is like a Shura hell at this moment, and the remaining survivors are frightened and flee towards the relatively safe center in fear.

"when!"

At this moment, there was a clanging sound, like Huang Zhong Dalu, which caused everyone's hearts to burst, and the Vatican City, which was originally howling everywhere, fell silent instantly.

"What is that? A tripod?"

Above the Vatican, Martin I and the others looked at Ye Chengji's big black tripod with flickering eyes.

This tripod is unadorned and unadorned, with faint black awns blooming, engraved with various simple patterns on it, it looks extremely old.

Qianyuan Ding!
This is a real holy weapon. Although it was not made by Ye Cheng, he has been recognized as the master and can display the full power of the holy weapon.

"when!"

The Qianyuan tripod continued to clank, stretching out a piece of golden Taiji circle, where the golden light passed, all the seven-colored energy melted away.

"What? How is it possible!" Martin I was stunned and couldn't believe it.

In Vatican City, the group of ordinary people also discovered this situation.

"Quickly enter the area shrouded in golden light, it's safe there!" a white man shouted.

The rest of the people all rushed into the golden Tai Chi circle, and sure enough, those colorful spirits couldn't get any closer to them.

"Great!"

"I don't believe in God anymore, I believe in the Emperor of Heaven! Ye Tiandi!"

Weeping with joy, everyone knelt on the ground one by one, worshiping Ye Cheng.

"Hmph, apostate pagans must die!"

Martin I snorted coldly, and the colorful scepter in his hand danced, piercing the void, and the Vatican trembled violently again. This time, the ground cracked, and a large number of colorful rays of light gushed out from the ground, like a tsunami.

The golden Taiji circle propped up by the Qianyuan tripod is slowly shrinking.

Seeing this scene, everyone panicked, and the scene became chaotic again.

"Ye Tiandi, I like the ancient history of China very much. Back then, the king of Chu Zhuang asked the emperor Zhou how much his nine tripods weighed. At that time, the king of Chu Zhuang wanted to dominate the Central Plains, so he asked for the top! Today I will ask you, your tripod is worth enough Is it?" Martin I looked at the gradually melting golden Tai Chi circle, and said proudly.

"Ants also want to win the world? It's just a joke!"

Ye Cheng shook his head amusedly.

"laugh!"

The void is melting, corroded by the seven-colored energy, and a massive amount of seven-colored energy hits, each of which can instantly turn the flesh and blood into a blood mist, with boundless terror.

"Death is imminent, and you are still stubborn!" Martin I sneered all over his face.

"is it?"

Ye Cheng asked back, he stomped his feet lightly, the Qianyuan tripod clanged, the holy prestige flourished, and the Huang-level Tai Chi circle was stretched open again, squeezing all the colorful spirits aside.

Seeing this scene, Martin I's expression became extremely dignified.

"when!"

The Qianyuan cauldron flew out and collided with the colorful light curtain in the sky. The ground shook, and the colorful light curtain was on the verge of falling. There were several ripples and cracks visible to the naked eye appeared, as if it would crack at any moment.

"Old Pope, can't Emperor Ye be trapped in this formation?"

The other five angels were all panicked.Just now Ye Cheng slapped an immortal to death, which made them terrified. Ye Cheng was trapped in the magic circle, but now he is about to break out of the circle, how can they not be afraid?
"In that case, we can only let it out!"

Martin I's face was slightly gloomy, and he said sinisterly.

"Open it for me!"

He yelled, and the Vatican trembled again, and a huge crack of tens of meters was opened on the ground. It was pitch-black and bottomless, like an abyss.

"what?"

Ye Cheng frowned slightly, feeling a powerful breath.

"Roar!"

A roar came, shaking people's eardrums to hurt, the air exploded, and the void trembled. Just by listening to the sound, one knew that there was a living beast deep in the crack.

"This sound... seems to be the roar of a dragon...?"

A Caucasian man opened his mouth and looked towards the direction of the abyss in fear, trembling all over his body, his eyes filled with horror.

"Western dragon? Does this creature really exist?"

"Don't talk nonsense, creatures like dragons are all fabricated by people, they can't really exist!" Someone shook his head.

The western dragon is different from the dragons in the eastern world. It is sacred and inviolable. In the records of western history, the western dragon is an evil creature. In western myths and stories, all the protagonists make their lives by slaying dragons and becoming dragon knights. highest goal.

But the next moment.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a sound wave, in the astonished eyes of everyone, a huge western dragon crawled out from the depths of the crack. It was covered in black scales, with a pair of bat wings and four bat wings under its belly. Huge sharp claws, more than [-] meters high, like a giant flying lizard, exactly the same as the legendary western dragon.

"Hiss! It's really a giant dragon!"

Everyone gasped, their hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, goosebumps covered their entire body, and their scalp felt numb. There was a dragon underground in the Vatican!

(End of this chapter)