Versatile Mage

Not everyone is dead.

Not even a random population.

Only Salang and Yan Qiu are clear, half of them are their people!

"There are people watching us around, the atmosphere is very strong and strong!" The extradition of Yan Yanqiu's face revealed anger.

Sarang stood still and the crowd was fleeing. Whether it was the family aristocrats or the magical dignitaries, they were all scared. Who could have imagined that such a large-scale killing would occur in such a tribute to the Holy Scriptures? Has the Parthenon been encroached by the evil ones! !

There was too much familiarity in the blood of the earth, and there were too many familiar faces in the pool. The eyes of Sarah did not move away from the tribute stage. She was watching Ye Xinxia and staring at her expressionless face!

Ye Xinxia also seems to have found her.

The eyes of the two men passed through the blood fog and touched their emotions.

After a moment, Ye Xin Xia slowly opened a smile, she was far away, to the raid in the crowd: "We finally met."

How pure this smile looks like, like a girl who has never been involved in the world, Sarah can feel the uncontrollable madness and horror in her smile! !

"Ye Xin Xia is already crazy, we are leaving here." Salang did not stay again, turned and Ma Yi Yan quickly hid in the escape group.

Under the tribute to the stage, Ye Xinxia's white crystal high heels, bright red.

But she did not move half a step, she stood in this constantly thickened blood pool.

She stood there, like a white ghost, people can not feel the temperature and anger of the goddess, she is more like a white death, waiting for the head one after another into her bag.

......

Salang and Yan Qiu's pace is short.

With a pair of eyes, I have been watching them.

The man apparently has already seen their identity, and they are waiting for the opportunity!

"How dare she do this, on the first day of the tribute to kill, she is really crazy!!" Extradition of Yan Yanqiu angry.

"She is destroying the Parthenon together!" Saran saw Ye Xinxia's eyes. The sparkling light in her eyes is no longer her own. At this time, Ye Xinxia, ​​any red archbishop still Be crazy!

Here is the Parthenon Mountain.

Invited are people who have a very high status in this society.

Even if they are filled with members of the Black Holy See, they are absolutely "good people" before they are exposed.

Ye Xinxia started to attack the people of the Black Holy See. In the eyes of Zhalang and the Pope, the Black Holy See was to be extinct, but in the eyes of the world, it was the massacre of civilians!

Killing civilians in the mountain of Parthenon, Ye Xinxia is not crazy! !

She has no evidence that these people are members of the Black Holy See unless she declares to the world that she is the new Pope of the Black Holy See.

But she is still a goddess of the Parthenon!

The Black Holy See Pope is the Parthenon goddess!

Once this news is announced, the Parthenon will be ruined! !

Ye Xinxia’s doing this is tantamount to taking the foundation of the Parthenon for thousands of years and the Black Holy See to fight a broken net. Isn’t that crazy? ?

What is the Black Holy See?

What does the Parthenon mean? ?

Ye Xinxia is stupid enough to make such a decision.

Looking at this matter from a long time, the Black Holy See died with the Parthenon temple in a certain era. It seems that the Black Holy See has won a comprehensive victory and is the most brilliant moment of the Black Holy See! !

"Is it the meaning of the old pope, she instructed Ye Xinxia to do this??" said the extradition of Yan Yanqiu.

"The old pope should now flee in the same position as us," said Sarang coldly.

Ye Xin Xia is crazy.

She wants everyone to be buried with her in the Parthenon.

......

The road to the mountain is long and endless. Under the morning light, the crowd is still in a constant stream, and they all long for the true gift of God.

Lizanshan is still far away. No one is aware of the massacre on the tribute to the mountain. They are still trying to move forward, not knowing that they are heading towards an altar of white death.

"Little brother, why do you know that the woman is your first love, we are not always good with people like this?" Mo Jiaxing asked the blindfolded man Jiang Bin behind him.

Jiang Bin showed a weird smile. He patted Mo Jiaxing's shoulder. "Brother, if I tell you, I am a member of the Black Holy See. In fact, that woman is the target I want to kill. Do you believe it?" ?"

Mo Jiaxing was stunned, and some looked at Jiang Bin with disbelief. He said: "You are not saying that you are a knight?"

"Not today. Thank you, brother, I haven't met a simple person like you for a long time." After saying this, Jiang Bin's figure suddenly disappeared in front of Mo Jiaxing.

Mo Jiaxing is just an ordinary person. He has no insight like a mage.

He only saw a shadow, swiftly as a gust of wind, passing between a group of climbers, followed by a large splash of blood, pouring from the woman they had been following along the way! !

The woman was dressed in black, but it was a blue long dress. Now she is directly dyed in red. The people around me didn’t notice it at first. I thought it was a red pigment, a spice, etc. that was overturned. Talking and laughing, I went forward, and after a while, the screams came from the road to the mountain! ! !

Mo Jiaxing couldn't believe his eyes. A good person was killed.

However, less than a minute after the occurrence of this case, this smashing mountain road, this full of devout army, this crowd of people, screams come and go! !

Mo Jiaxing couldn't see anything clearly, but he saw a similar black shadow, swaying in the crowd, then a similar blood spray, someone fell in a pool of blood, someone was stained with a dirty blood, someone was scared Screaming...

The forest has been specially planted with different tree species, so when it comes to the Fenhua Festival, the forest will present different poetic and artistic impressions like a canvas, which is beautiful and intoxicating.

The mountain road of Parthenon is not boring at all, because every mountain road change will have a different landscape, which is very exciting.

The mountain is steep, with a long mountain bridge leading to the front of the mountain.

Below is the winding mountain road, the crowds are moving, like a spot filled with tourists.

The bright red blood, along the hillside, formed a stream of more than a dozen streams. The long bridge above the mountain surface overflowed to the lower plank road.

On the plank road, people think that it is the holy dew of the female sages, which can be dripped on their heads, and the blood on the shoulders is blood. The thick smell will cause the instinct fear in everyone's heart! !

"what happened???"

"Someone is dead!"

"There are people who are dead later..."

"Don't panic, don't panic..."

“The Parthenon Church will bless us!!”