Reborn Panlong

Chapter 175 Killing on the Holy Island

A large building ship is sailing towards the Holy Island of the Holy See of Light.

The tide lapped the sand.This large ship finally docked at the port of Holy Island.The senior deacons of the Inquisition in purple robes in front of the port looked at the huge ship indifferently.Along the steps, the senior deacon who was in charge of escorting the big ship came down first.

"How much has it shipped?" A special-level deacon headed by asked coldly.

The senior deacon who disembarked said respectfully: "My lord, more than 800 people have arrived in this batch."

"En." The super deacon nodded slightly, "Hurry up, get them all out, wash them all first, and put on clean clothes."

"Yes!"

Immediately, I saw dirty slaves being escorted down by these deacons.

"Guangming Holy See, Guangming? Guangming is a piece of shit!" An angry shout came from the crowd of slaves, but then there was a loud sound of whips.

"If I have the ability to kill Lao Tzu, I am blind and believe that I am going on a pilgrimage." The slave screamed loudly and angrily, "Where is my wife and my daughter? You have brought them here? Are you still on a pilgrimage? I'm so blind, woo woo, woo woo"

Just a flash of knife light, a big gap appeared in the slave's mouth, and a piece of tongue fell off.

"What's going on?" The super deacon yelled at the low-level deacon who was holding a whip.

"My lord, I don't know either." The low-ranking deacon panicked, "During the transportation, those thorns have been tamed long ago. I didn't expect this guy to bear it until now."

The slave whose tongue had been cut out looked at the deacons with hatred.

As for the other slaves, most of them had already despaired and walked numbly.

In the wide underground tunnel.

Haitingsi, who was wearing a milky white robe, was behind him a beautiful priestess in white.At this moment, a large number of slaves who have been washed and put on clean clothes are being escorted to the dark end of the underground passage.

"Woo..." The slave whose tongue had been cut off was also washed and put on clean clothes at this moment.

When he saw Haitings, his eyes widened in horror.

In the Holy Alliance, Haitings held a large mass ceremony. This slave had seen Haitings with his own eyes in the past, and knew that Haitings was the Pope of the Holy See of Light.

Immediately, he yelled angrily at Haitings, 'Woooooo'.

"Let's go." But he was immediately whipped away by the escort behind him, and the slave's body was whipped out.

"They are really stupid people. They should be proud of dedicating their lives to the great Lord Chiguita." The priestess in white behind Haitings said with a cold snort.

Haitings smiled lightly.

"How many souls does Master Chijita need to fully recover?" Haitings asked the priestess in white.

The priestess in white said respectfully: "Your Majesty, we have transported tens of thousands of people over the past year, and most of Lord Chigita's strength has recovered, but according to what Lord Chigita said, if we want to fully recover, it is estimated that You also need [-] ordinary souls."

"Ten thousand ordinary souls? It will take a while." Haitings frowned.

"Of course, if it's sanctuary souls, ten are enough," said the priestess in white.

Haitings frowned, and glanced at the priestess in white: "Sanctuary soul? Hmph, remember, go and serve Lord Chigita well, and don't talk too much about other things."

"Yes." The female priest in white replied respectfully.

Haitings glanced at the end of the underground passage, then looked at the cleanly dressed slaves who were being escorted to the depths, and sighed inwardly: "Sucking souls, and all the slaves are washed and dressed? It's strange. Geeta, really"

Haitings though on the 'Chiguita' somewhat disgusted.

But Haitings is clear about Chigita's terrifying strength.

Ever since he broke up with Lin Feng despite the agreement because of the Territory of Chaos, Haitings had already started to make careful preparations. If Lin Feng led a group of holy domains to come to this holy island, how would he deal with it?

"Fortunately, the lord of light is favored, and at the most dangerous moment, Master Chijita can come down suddenly." Haitings said silently in his heart.

But at this moment, Haitingsi didn't know that Lin Feng had already crossed the ocean and rushed towards their holy island.

Although the news of Lin Feng's becoming a god has spread among the powerhouses in Yulan Sanctuary and God's Domain, the Guangming Holy See has not received the news.Although the Holy See of Light also has a lot of powerful saints, but because of Beirut, the strong of the Holy See of Light are not eligible to enter the cemetery of the gods.It can be said that the sanctuary powerhouses of the Guangming Holy See are isolated from other sanctuary powerhouses of Yulan.

In the sky thousands of miles away, Guangming Holy Island seemed very peaceful, and a phantom flew towards it at high speed in the distant sky.

Lin Feng came this time with his main body and the avatar of the wind god, so the speed was naturally extremely fast.In the blink of an eye, it was over the Bright Holy Island.

Lin Feng sensed that huge bright aura, just like the city of Finlay back then.

"Haitings, come out!" Lin Feng's voice exploded.The sea water near Guangming Holy Island was shaken by this sound to a height of more than ten meters.

On Guangming Holy Island, people whose cultivation base was below level six were directly stunned.

At this moment, more than half of the staff of the Holy See of Light fell down.

Although Lin Feng yelled casually, it contained a trace of 'sound mystery'.The "sound mystery" formed by the fusion of "sound waves" and "vocal music" not only contains physical attacks, but also contains soul attacks.If it wasn't for Lin Feng's intention to kill, the entire holy island would have turned into a dead island with just one blow.

"Lin Feng?" Haitings looked through the window at Lin Feng, who was standing smiling in mid-air, his expression suddenly changed.

The high-ranking members of the Holy See gathered on the ninth floor of the Temple of Light clearly saw Lin Feng with a demonic smile through the huge floor-to-ceiling transparent window. Seeing this scene, their hearts began to tremble. Although they all resisted Xuan Ao's roar, their faces were still a little pale.Just a single roar can injure them, one can imagine how terrifying Lin Feng's strength is.But Haiting Si, who is the leader, has been silent.

"That's Lin Feng, Lin Feng came on the first day of Yulan."

People are panicking!

"Hmph." A cold hum sounded.Immediately, all the senior officials of the Holy See on the ninth floor fell silent.The Bright Pope Haitings, who has always smiled kindly in the past, will not float on the surface even if he is angry.But now he doesn't hide it anymore.

"Falling leaves." Haitings' thick voice instantly resounded through the Temple of Light, even outside the Temple of Light.

A phantom appeared directly on the ninth floor of the temple, it was the ascetic spiritual leader 'Master Fallen Leaf'.

"Luoye, this time, it's up to you." Haitings looked at Luoye.

Luo Ye's face became serious at this time: "Please rest assured, there are fifteen four-winged angels in the sanctuary, ten fanatics in the sanctuary, six ascetics in the sanctuary, and four super deacons in the sanctuary. Including me, the total With 36 people forming the 'big six-point battle formation', Lin Feng will definitely die."

Haitings nodded slightly.

Together with the fallen leaves, there are only 36 sanctuaries, and most of them are only the beginning and middle ranks of the sanctuary.

"All the power of the Holy See, as well as the future of the Holy See, are all on this." Haitings's heart was heavy, and almost all the power of the Holy See was on it.

(End of this chapter)