Countryside Magic Doctor

Want to find out what happened below, what happened to the dragon, and how did those unconscious evil spirits come into being?

These are all questions that have been lingering in his mind. If they are not solved, he Feng can't even sleep, so he must break all these in front of him and ask the casserole to the end.

"Don't stand in the air, you guys. You look tired. Come on!" He Feng waved to the church people in front of him, although he planned to use them as cannon fodder.

But even the cannon fodder has to feed them before they go to the battlefield. He Feng doesn't mind giving them some preferential treatment at the moment.

Anyway, I'm afraid it won't take long for them to lie under.

"Yes." the bald Archbishop didn't dare to refute. He hurriedly said to He Feng in a respectful tone, even vaguely excited, just like sdemore's syndrome.

For those who have caused severe harm to themselves, not only do they have no complaints, but they have a trace of fear and sympathy.

After the people stood, he Feng searched the Xuanyuan sword offered. This thing had just been received by him in the space. Now it's time for him to show his power.

"This is Xuanyuan sword?" the elder of the dragon group looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, looked at the long sword in He Feng's hand, and stammered in surprise.

"It's strange to see less!" He Feng said with a sneer. Then, in the surprised eyes of the people, he was as hard as throwing javelin, and gathered strong energy in his hands.

It's like a javelin thrower.

Concentrate all his strength on his arm, and then under the push of true Qi, he Feng threw the Xuanyuan sword out. The Xuanyuan sword should fall and draw a golden light in the air.

In the twinkling of an eye, he hit the fountain below!

It's like a shell fell. The fountain on the ground evaporated clean in the blink of an eye, and the hot spring evaporated into white smoke in the air, that is, water vapor.

When the hot Xuanyuan sword touched the water, it disappeared.

What's more wonderful is still behind. At the moment when the Xuanyuan sword fell, it seemed that the stones built by the fountain with a huge shock wave flew around in the blink of an eye.

Broken into pieces!

Scattered everywhere, forming pieces of gravel of different shapes and sizes. As for the angel statue, he was hit directly, and this time he Feng used great strength.

In the blink of an eye, the whole statue, the main body of the seal, was gradually blackened by the angel statue, disappeared and became the floating smoke in the air.

It can't be restored again!

"The seal has been lifted!" it's like a water pipe connected to his forehead. The cardinal's bald head is constantly dripping with sweat, just like it's raining. His whole body seems to be fished out of the water.

Looking at the missing statue and fountain below, he stammered and said something dull.

He Feng ignored him and said, "this is still holy water? Even the water in our water dispenser can't compare with it. It evaporates directly."

"Holy water is also water," said the bald archbishop.

"Oh!" He Feng nodded, indicating that he was listening, and then there was no following. At this time, he suddenly found that there seemed to be some changes under him.

However, it's normal that the seal is lifted, and naturally there will be some changes. Otherwise, what seal does it need?

I only heard bursts of rumbling sound from the ground. In the rumbling sound, the whole manor was like a construction site, and bursts of smoke and dust began to cover, as if shells fell.

Blow the ground open.

"It seems to be coming out. I thought we had to go in and find him." he Fengchao glanced at him and said.

"It's not that simple!" the cardinal resumed his composure, which is his work. Naturally, he also knows something. Looking at the situation below, he said with a frown.

"Oh, do you look down on our brothers? Don't mention it, we really haven't paid attention to the thing at the bottom!" Li Cheng said with disdain.

Now he has thoroughly seen the weakness of these people. Naturally, he will not pay attention to them. It is a strong irony.

"If you don't believe it, you'll try it later!" said the cardinal with a sneer, with a bitter smile in his heart. I'm afraid this land bathed in the glory of God will experience a disaster.

Many of God's people may die!

Because the devil at the bottom has been released. Over time, he will become the heart of the church, and it is not easy for the church to eliminate it?

Although these practitioners from the East in front of us are powerful, I'm afraid few are willing to get rid of him?

Even if there is really any danger, they can pat their ass and leave, but for their own, it is a disaster.

Have to solve it!

"Go down and be afraid of him?" the elder said with a cold hum. Even if he felt that he would lose more words, why would he go down if he had nothing to do? How dangerous is it?

It's not reasonable. How old are you? Why are you still like a young man? Can't stand the excitement?

Even though he was constantly annoyed, he regretted that he had just said such frivolous words, and then began to be silent, pinned his head aside, as if he hadn't seen the archbishop.

Angry, the bald Archbishop had a burst of alpacas running through his heart. Isn't it shameless?

Just now, I put a lot of nonsense here. Now, it's good to counselle directly, and counselle cleanly, so that I don't know what to say about him.

At this time, he Feng, who acted as the referee or the boss, suddenly spoke to stop their further argument and said, "enough, stop talking!"

The cardinal, who was still unconvinced, was as honest as a quail. With his head down, he looked like an angry little daughter-in-law. He looked very pitiful.

Don't always be angry or unconvinced. He Feng obviously pulled away. It was the elder who provoked first, but the responsibility fell on the cardinal.

It's a dark curtain, but they have nothing to do. People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Moreover, anyone who protects others must have a close relationship. Although the elder is not close to himself, he is much closer than the cardinal.

At least I'm my own person. I can trust you!

The cardinal, however, is not of our own kind. His heart must be different. The light is used as cannon fodder. He won't protect him.

When they argue, they naturally help the great elder. Who makes the great elder his own?