Chapter 988 The Strongest Under the Stars

The Vatican, the land of prophets, the pure land where gods sleep, is very vast, far larger than the nominally small place in the mortal world, and it is boundless.

Here, the sacred mountain with high baskets is ups and downs, there are streaks of holy light lingering, angels are singing hymns, strange flowers are blooming, old medicines grow on the cliffs, and pure-blooded unicorns are haunting the forest.

This is a peaceful ancient dojo, where you can see many elves, giants, and strange dragons that have long been extinct in ancient times.

In the distance, the Longtan is deep and the waterfall hangs down from a height of 10,000 feet. There are dozens of great mountains that are the most conspicuous.

There is a magnificent temple on each mountain, with magnificent momentum. Whether it is the cornerstones, tiles and wooden pillars, they are all from ancient times and have existed for a long time.

Here people feel the atmosphere and the vicissitudes of life. As the years change and the times change, here is the same as time immemorial, never changed, sacred and majestic.

Not everyone can set foot in this place, especially when a teacher comes to ask for guilt, facing the heroes of the Vatican, there are not many people throughout the ages.

Ye Fan took a few disciples into this ancient Taoist workshop, standing in the distance, quietly watching the Prophet's Land, silently savoring its brilliant precipitation, this is not a shelter for the weak, the time scriptures are outstanding.

Behind him was a large group of people, who were transformed in Jerusalem and became his staunch followers, extremely devout, and among them were many members of the Crusaders.

The army pressed down on the territory, shaking the entire Ou Hong, but the Vatican House was very quiet, and the sacred hall above was shining brightly, and there was no tension.

The earth trembled, wild beasts roared, and hundreds of iron cavalry rushed into the Vatican City, all of them trampling on the high mountain, their blood rushing to the sky and their murderous aura boiling.

The members of the Shenhui family are here to fight to protect the Vatican.

"Boom!"

The sky collapsed, the blood boiled in the other direction, and a powerful knight appeared, wearing golden armor and holding a golden spear, each with a high fighting spirit and sharp eyes.

"This is a member of the Golden Family. It claims to have the blood of a god and is extremely powerful. In the ancient years, there were two sages of gods who swept across the West, and the poet retreated."

Some devout followers explained to Ye Fan, told the origins of these powerhouses, described their bloodline specialties, etc., very detailed.

On this day, many ancient families sent experts to aid the Vatican, fearing that the demons of Middle-earth would destroy the holy land in their hearts.

Ye Fan arrived here less than half an hour, and a total of 12 troops came before and after, all of which were the oldest and most powerful inheritance, representing the most current.

"Boom..."

On the highest holy mountain of Kangya, the magnificent palace was pushed aside by two beautiful angels with divine wings, opening the holy gate in the center of power, and a group of old men streamed out.

The powerful aura pervades the sky. Obviously, this is a group of incredible characters, representing the top combat power of the Vatican today. Each of them is profound in Taoism.

In the center is a stone chair with a cross engraved on it. The ancient meaning is vicissitudes. There is an old man sitting majestically. He looks down like a mountain, like an ancient god.

"Well, a formidable opponent, this is a person who survived from the ancient years, the traces left by the years can be more than three years old." Ye Fan said to himself.

"This is the Pope, no one knows what age he is from, only that his followers have died one after another, and he is always alive." A devout believer told.

"boom"

The earth trembled, and several figures appeared, causing the mountains to move.

Everyone is very special. They all look like they are in their forties or fifties, but the vicissitudes in their eyes are hard to hide. The seal, pitted, looks like it's taken from a museum.

"The battle suit of the dark age!" Someone exclaimed.

"This is the paladin of the ancient era. Legend has it that several people have survived thousands of battles without dying. They have survived the turbulent era and survived to this day."

The reactions of all parties were different, and they all showed surprise. Even Ye Fan was a little surprised. These four people were the main figures of the ancient priesthood, and it is also an anomaly to survive until now.

"I was waiting for you in the holy city of Jerusalem, but I didn't meet you after receiving the Pope's decree." One of them said, no joy or worry.

"Gods are not my opponents, it's useless if you all go together." Ye Fan said indifferently.

The calm voice without emotional fluctuations was heard in the ears of everyone, and it had an unparalleled deterrent power. All the ancient families who came to help were terrified. This is a fact!

Heaven and earth are slowly drying up, and it was not until hundreds of years ago that they were dead. These four people have long since become sect masters, and then they practiced the Dao with the help of mind power. Therefore, the way of the road has stagnated because of the exhaustion of heaven and earth.

"We may not be your opponents, but that doesn't mean we can't hurt you." They were very calm, with a big sword, a dragon spear, a dagger, etc. in their hands, not so sharp and dull. But it made people feel cold in their hearts, like the primordial spirit that can devour people, cold and condensed, like a dragon squatting in the abyss.

"Half-holy weapon!" Ye Fan showed a strange expression, but he was not afraid. The realm was too different. He pointed forward, and one of them blocked with a big sword, bursting out a brilliant light, a dormant fierce dragon Awake, roar with terrifying power, tearing the sky to pieces!

The earth cracks and the sky collapses. This is an unparalleled destructive force. Nothing can stop it, as if it wants to sweep the Vatican.

All around, Dao marks flickered on many great mountains, illuminating a splendid light, forming an ancient pattern, guarding the Vatican, but not damaging it in the end.

At the same time, the other three also took action. These four weapons are very special, almost showing the power of the semi-sacred year, as if four ancient sword saints were resurrected and split the world!

Ye Fan turned into an electric light, strode in the thousands of rays of divine brilliance split by the semi-holy weapon, tapped four fingers, and turned into an invincible sword light. Although the four ancient paladins were boundless, quick to respond, and blocked with semi-holy weapons, there was still a ray of aftershock that hurt them.

On the spot, all four of them flew out like they were struck by lightning, coughing up blood and breaking many bones all over their bodies, all showing incredible expressions.

It's not that they didn't think of Ye Fan's power, but they didn't think that it was so terrifying. The speed was too fast. Even if there was a semi-holy weapon, it would not be able to chop the golden figure.

Moreover, the consumption of weapons and weapons is huge, and it is difficult for them to stimulate the real power of the gods!

Suddenly, the ancient scrolls swept across the sky, and four ancient picture scrolls rushed out from behind them, turning into four eternal lights and flying towards Ye Fan, suppressing them.

"Forbidden spell!"

"The legendary Forbidden Curse Scroll!  …

Many people shouted, and their expressions were shocked to the extreme. They all retreated backwards. They rushed out for unknown distances. Their faces were snow-white, and they did not expect to encounter this and something.

This is the most terrifying talisman carved by the ancient semi-sages himself. Only if you are hit, you will die, because the forbidden spell is equivalent to the full-strength strike of the semi-sages!

Four and a half saints shot, what kind of scepter is this? Wuxiangsang, any half-sage shot is enough to obliterate a Protoss powerhouse, and the combination of the four is an irresistible lore.

Obviously, the Vatican did not hesitate to consume the treasure of the town teaching, the loss was immeasurable, and it also killed Ye Fan.

The four Forbidden Spell scrolls came out together, and there was no way to survive.

This is a huge threat to Yihe, and even Ye Ji has changed color. He has not yet cut off the Dao and is not the real Three Kings of Immortals. Four and a half saints shot that is a lore!

"Xi"

The mother qi of all things roared, hanging above Ye Fan's head, and the vast mother qi dropped down, protecting him tightly, and he turned into a lightning bolt and rushed into the distance.

However, at this moment, the Pope made his move, with the force of the sea, and when he raised his hand, he moved several mountains horizontally, and the sky and the earth roared, blocking his way.

Move mountains and reclaim the sea!

The Pope should have a great magical power that is invincible in the tea world. These sacred mountains are engraved with ancient patterns, which cannot be broken. He wants to cut off Ye Fan's way forward and smash him with the Forbidden Curse Scroll.

Ye Fan didn't rush hard, the other party made a killing game for him, the ancient sacred mountain was engraved with immortal Dao marks, once he took the initiative to kill, it would be activated, and there would be a lot of trouble.

However, he was not afraid and calmed down, because he temporarily avoided the four scrolls that destroyed the world, and it was difficult to get close to him.

"You don't need to worry, this is an ancient battlefield, and the forbidden curse will not spread!" The Pope said, comforting those who panic and escape.

At the same time, he moved the mountains to fill the sea, and all the ancient sacred mountains flew up, the sound was endless, the thunder shook for nine days, and the terror was boundless. He is like a god, with the sun, moon, and stars in his eyes that are being born and destroyed, he is still sitting on the stone chair with the cross engraved on it.

The Pope was so full of blood that he was about to drown the sun in the sky. He had the power to swallow mountains and rivers, and his power was unparalleled. He seemed to be opening up the world. With the help of his hands, the Vatican was chaotic and terrifying.

The power of the four scrolls is boundless, just like the four semi-sages in the ancient times who are shooting, sending Ye Fan to the dead end, this is the forbidden weapon of lore.

In the rear, Long Xiaoque, Zhan Yifan, Youweiyu and others were all shocked and extremely anxious, and those followers were also begging, Ye Fan was trapped in the killing game, is he about to die?

"Tianwei!"

"The strongest under the stars!"

In the distance, many ancient families were roaring, feeling the Pope's terror, and the cold air from the back, all deterred by his invincible posture, cheered for him.

"If you want to kill me by these means, it's still a long way off." Calm words came from the terrifying center of the battle. Ye Fanchong used the line of words and the energy vortex to run the soldier's words with all his strength, and controlled the four scrolls to charge back and fight. to the Pope.

"Boom"

Watching the dome collapse, endless black cracks appeared, almost engulfing the central holy mountain, and four scrolls shrouded down, destroying the Vatican theocracy.

The Pope's eyes were deep, and he still didn't move when he sat on the stone chair. He stretched out his right hand and made a cross in the void.

The four scrolls were destroyed and rushed in all of a sudden, disappearing with the aura of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, and the powerful Forbidden Magic power completely disappeared.

Break the void, transform the gate of God!

This is a world-shattering supernatural power. Even in the ancient years, few people could obtain this and inheritance, and the gods covered the world!

In the center of the battlefield, Ye Fan's expression was indifferent. Facing the four Paladins, he was merciless.

"buzz"

The void trembled, and the four paladins who had survived the dark age were terrified. They found that the weapons in their hands were out of control, and they were all swiping, exuding monstrous power.

In the distance, the Pope wanted to intervene, but it was too late to change the outcome at all.

"Pfft," "Pfft"...

The blood light flashed, and four waves of blood rushed up, and the four ancient sect masters were all slashed by the weapons in their hands, blood spattered three feet, their bodies were divided into two halves, and they fell into a pool of blood.

The four semi-holy weapons flew out, turned into an inch long, dimmed, turned ordinary, all fell into Ye Fan's palm, and then he threw them to several disciples.

Long Xiaoque, Zhang Qingyang, Zhan Yifan and the others were shocked, their fingers trembling begging, this is the semi-sacred weapon that they have been dreaming of, and they never thought they could have it one day.

The fall of the Vatican can be heard, there is no sound, and people are afraid. Four powerful Paladins died like this. For the demons of Middle-earth, they are insignificant!

"Unexpectedly, there are ancient people like you who stayed and lived to this day." Ye Fan whispered, his eyes were blazing, staring at the Pope on the holy mountain, this is a great enemy!

"It's nothing to be surprised. I saw an ancient Taoist priest in Middle-earth more than a hundred years ago. Otherwise, your ancestors' artifact containing the earth-shattering secrets would have been taken away long ago."

The Pope's words were calm and incomparably calm, and there was a terrifying miracle of the star destroying the moon sinking in his eyes, and he looked down like a goddess.

Beside him, various and Dao marks appear, interweaving into a splendid light, like a divine garment of an ancient emperor, and there are also mottled ancient marks in Peng Xiangshenghui, which are covered on his body, looking mysterious and terrifying , powerful and majestic.

"Then let's fight." Ye Fan looked at the Vatican in an independent void.

"I'm old, and I'm not ready to fight." The Pope shook his head, looked into the distance, and said in a low voice, "Please let the supreme god knight take action."

At the end of the earth, an ancient figure appeared, walking step by step, holding a dragon spear, as if stepping from ancient times, approaching the present world, indescribably terrifying.

"There are five powerhouses left in the Protoss, and they also wanted to enter the Vatican, but two of them were killed by one of our greatest knights."

As soon as the Pope said these words, all parties were shaken, and everyone was in an uproar. This turned out to be an ancient existence that killed a god!

A god knight who has never appeared before the eyes of the world!

"Is he the strongest under the entire starry sky!?" People trembled, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

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