Chapter 1107 In the Copper Palace

Entering the Bronze Palace, Ye Tian saw a dreamlike world, with streaks of auspicious colors blooming, wisps of rays of sunshine shining, pieces of holy light steaming, exotic flowers and grasses blooming all over the earth, and beautiful angels dancing in the sky, which is eye-catching. Dazzling fans.

From the outside, it looks like a bronze palace, majestic and majestic. But from the inside, it looks like a jade palace, exquisite and as clear as crystal. Every corner is filled with light, magnificent and holy.

In short, this place can satisfy all the world's fantasies about paradise.

However, there is also a murderous intention hidden in the invisible place.

The atmosphere here is very peaceful, there is a strange holy power circulating, and there is Tianyin brainwashing, which can dissolve the hostility in people, and they will be converted unconsciously and become devout believers.

Of course, a strong man like Ye Tian, ​​both mentally and spiritually, is incredibly powerful, and it is not easy to conquer him. Even ordinary people need a process and cannot be converted as soon as they come in.

Bang!

A monk who did not know whether to live or die made a sneak attack on Ye Tian. He held a white bone staff in his hand. The holy power was so powerful that it seemed to have the weight of millions of people. It shook the void and slammed Ye Tian's head.

"Death!" The man shouted violently. Although he was a saint and surrounded by holy light, his eyes were sharp and cruel, like a top assassin.

Snapped!

Ye Tian didn't even look at it, he shouted out with a big slap, sweeping out a golden wave of air, and even the human bone staff exploded in the air, scattering broken bones and rotten flesh on the ground, and the blood dyed the void red.

Then, something strange happened. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the broken bones and rotten flesh were decaying, the crimson blood was dimming, and streams of life essence were extracted and turned into chaotic light, floating towards the deepest part of the hall.

Ye Tian squinted his eyes and noticed something abnormal there, there was a qi machine pulling him.

Moreover, the low heartbeat he heard came from there.

That place seemed to be the core of the entire hall. Almost all sentient beings' thoughts flowed there. Chaos surged, so thick that it could not be dissolved. It was hazy, deep and terrifying, and nothing could be seen.

In the misty chaos, a figure was standing up with difficulty, wearing a purple gold crown and a purple gold holy emperor's robe. Who could it be if it wasn't Pope Francis.

He had just been knocked away by Ye Tian's huge seal, and he died unexpectedly.

However, the purple and gold Holy Emperor robe on his body seemed to be rotten, and he was constantly coughing up blood.

Wow!

In no time, four more saints took action, holding an ancient scroll and unfolding a huge ancient painting. Each holding a corner, it fell from the sky and covered Ye Tian.

This is a strange ancient scroll, intertwined with Dao marks. It was obviously made by a powerful hand and was sacrificed to become a magic weapon. However, there is no holy light permeating the scroll. Only the breath of death rises to the sky, as if it is connected to hell.

Then, there were thirteen figures painted on the scroll, eating at a dining table. The painting was titled "The Last Supper".

when!

Ye Tian shook his hand, punched out the Heaven-shaking Seal, and hit it on the ancient scroll. There was a loud thunder and a blazing light.

Click!

The scroll was broken and several gaps appeared, but it was not destroyed and remained intact.

The four saints who controlled the ancient scrolls were almost knocked out.

"The scroll of blood sacrifice activates the scroll's maximum divine power. The young devil must be sealed in it. If you don't succeed today, you will become a benevolent person!" A tall saint shouted loudly with his eyes about to split.

As soon as he finished speaking, he bit down with his teeth, biting off a piece of the tip of his tongue, and a waterfall of blood spurted out from his mouth and sprinkled on the scroll.

Then the other three saints did the same thing as him, biting off the tip of their tongues, spitting out the blood from the tip of their tongues, and forming a blood sacrifice scroll.

Buzz!

The scroll vibrated violently,

A stream of bloody light bloomed, extremely evil. The characters in the scroll actually became dynamic, and there were even voices coming out, just like a movie, lifelike.

Then, the four saints shook the scroll violently. Except for the first-generation saint in the middle, the other twelve figures rushed out from the scroll, accompanied by evil light and blood mist, like twelve ropes of the underworld. Due to fate, Ye Tian was arrested.

These are twelve true spirits who betrayed the savior. They had evil thoughts during their lives, but they are extremely powerful after turning into true spirits.

Although they are twelve true spirits, they seem to be thousands of ghosts and spirits running around, and the aura they erupt is like a tsunami.

Just when these twelve figures rushed out of the scroll, the first-generation Holy Son in the scroll disappeared and was waiting for him.

"Little Doyle." Ye Tian smiled coldly.

The divine power of Fan Tianyin is endless, growing continuously, and is fixed in mid-air. Balls of chaotic light surge out, carrying endless power of destruction. As soon as the twelve true spirits rushing out of the scroll are submerged by the chaotic light, they turn into Made into powder, all the essence of the body was swallowed up completely.

Bang!

Fan Tianyin flew out again and hit the ancient scroll. The scroll instantly turned into ashes, while the four saints turned into a pile of blood, mud and bones.

"Master!" Taro Miyamoto shouted to Ye Tian, ​​with a bitter smile on his two old faces.

He had just become an Earth Immortal, and before the dragon could even swing its tail, he was beaten into a dog, and he was a little embarrassed about his face.

The eighteen copper pillars are very strange. They are made of dragon-patterned red copper, which contains innate divine power. They are also engraved with divine patterns on them. They can be constructed into a powerful blood sacrifice array. Coupled with the blessing of the holy power of the Copper Palace, Even the earthly immortal can be trapped and blood sacrificed.

Ye Tian waved his sleeves, uprooted the eighteen copper pillars, put them into the Qiankun Ring, and took them as trophies for himself.

Taro Miyamoto stood up and thanked Ye Tian.

Ye Tian fired a Yimu divine thunder to nourish his dry body, and then gave him a few pills to replenish his blood.

His body was in great deficiencies, and his realm dropped from the early stage of the Earthly Immortal to the early stage of the Divine Realm.

If Ye Tian came a little later, he might really not be able to hold on.

A group of saints gathered around, watching eagerly, but also tremblingly, not daring to take action at all.

"Get out!" Ye Tian shouted loudly, like the sound of a great moral principle, which made the eardrums of a group of people bulge and their sacred hearts shake.

"Why don't you get out of here and wait for me to hack you to death?"

Clang!

A sword energy rushed out from Miyamoto Taro's spine, and once again turned into a majestic Xuantian fighting spirit sword. The light blue light danced like light blue flames, giving people a strange feeling. Feeling, domineering and sharp.

When two saints were hacked to death one after another, all the saints could no longer remain calm. They fled, rushed out of the temple door, and jumped down.

"Young Demon King, I have nothing to do with you. Don't you think you are going too far by doing this? You are making an enemy of the whole world, do you know? It's still too late to leave now. Otherwise, this star will never be seen again. There will be no place for you to stand."

Ye Tian walked toward the deepest part of the hall, where the Pope stood with a cold face.

"I'll kill you!"

Taro Miyamoto came at him with a knife, full of murderous aura, he really wanted to kill Francis. He was tortured so badly that even killing the Pope a hundred times was not enough to relieve his hatred.

However, Ye Tian stopped him.

The Pope cannot die yet, otherwise it will be very troublesome, and keeping him might be of great use.

"You can't go in!" The Pope blocked the way, his voice stern, as if he wanted to die to stop him.

Ye Tian was weighing the great seal, and suddenly the seal came out, and the Pope ran faster than a rabbit.