Vol 4 Chapter 319: : Sakura · Wind-Wind · Jail (5)
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The pope stepped back quickly.
He was standing on the altar in his life, controlling people's hearts, and speaking freely. It was brilliant to the extreme, but at this moment he felt unprecedented danger.
Danger.
This was almost the feeling that the Pope was about to forget.
Going up to the political arena of all nations, down to the dark and **** dark world, the heroes are only rough and invincible, but he never feels that someone can threaten himself. He really does n’t know martial arts, he does n’t understand anything. It is truly invincible, no one can kill him.
But the signs of death are so clear at this time, like a dark shadow spreading wildly, the surrounding space is falling apart, the stars are falling, the light is disappearing, and the coldness of silence is spreading with almost eternal darkness, devouring everything, like abyss.
Countless scenes were constantly changing before his eyes, and eventually came to reality.
The reality is Angel's eyes, so beautiful and occupying everything.
Aloof!
At this moment, the pope can finally be fully convinced that in the spiritual realm he is invincible, there is now an opponent who can stand against his own court.
The betrayal of the Holy See, the virgin Angel also entered a transcendental state.
how can that be? !!
The Pope just felt that everything today was ridiculous.
Everything that Angel had experienced, all the insults, the sinful desires, were all illusions, but even when he was not prepared, even he was concealed from the past.
An unease panic gradually took over his consciousness.
The pope's retreat suddenly stopped.
Suddenly, his pupils condensed and contracted, and between his eyes was a pure silvery white.
This is the most powerful and perfect will in the entire dark world, like the vast galaxy, like the surging sea, with the will of the oppressive force into the eyes of Angel under the pope's eyes, irresistible.
"Arisis, kill her!"
The pope's deep voice sounded extremely majestic.
Angel was motionless, but her spirit became more active than ever.
The pope was silver and white, shining brightly between his eyes.
The lightness and softness in Angel's eyes gradually faded away, becoming dark and silent.
They looked at each other.
The same perfect will meet instantly.
At that moment the Pope never felt any ordinary emotion in Angel's will.
It was dark.
Silence, coldness, numbness, madness, and despair.
The pope's eyes widened suddenly, and he finally saw the truth in this darkness.
He knew Angell's mental state very well. With her mind, it was impossible for her to enter transcendence for life. Even at her peak, there was a considerable distance from transcendence. After encountering the calamity, her spirit The state has been unstable, and it is good to be able to barely regress, and it is impossible to continue to improve.
From the maiden to rebellion to being purified, all experiences may stimulate Angel's will, but it is impossible for her to break through to this extent.
There is no traditional realm in the spiritual realm. Transcendental realm is the only realm. Between this realm and the realm, there is a complete genius, even exaggerated than martial arts. To some extent, Angel has no room for progress.
But Angel's will and spirit at this time were indeed transcendent.
That kind of vast but extremely cohesive will is so dark and so hopeless.
This is not Angel's state of mind at all.
Nor was Angel's will.
Darkness is tide.
With the madness and malice that almost buried the entire age, the pope was swallowed up instantly.
...
The entire church boiled completely in the quiet wind and rain, like a mad cow's vehicle hitting the church's main door in the air, the harsh alarm and the angry roar sounded at the same time.
Extremely quiet at night.
Heavy rain drifts.
The wild wind was still for a moment.
One not so tall figure appeared in the air like the same shadow.
He raised a palm.
All the airflow around them stopped for a moment.
As the most elite forces of the Disarmament Corps, countless samurai warriors responded immediately.
A warrior in heavy armor, apparently ready to fight in advance, suddenly took off and yelled, "Who ?!"
The stagnant ice wind swayed slightly.
In the silence, the body of the samurai rushing up into the sky was broken silently.
At this moment, it seemed like there were countless fierce blades splitting his body, broken pieces of meat and blood spilled, and fell to the ground with a dull voice.
The picture was so clear and cruel that the war-torn saint disarmament was silent for a moment.
Everyone stared at the not-so-high way in the air.
Black tights, silver mask.
He stood there without any emotions that humans should have, and in the midst of it, he was like a knife, sharp, with sharpness enough to split everything!
After a moment of silence, the figure standing in mid-air seemed to glance down at the Holy Disarmament Corps.
The hoarse, low voice sounded, with extreme indifference.
"Zhongzhou, Situ."
"Where is Arisis?"
Numerous scoldings suddenly sounded with anger and murder.
"presumptuous!"
"Here, kill him! He should be purified!"
"Guilty! This is blasphemy!"
"Damn!"
In countless scolds and growls, Jie stared quietly in front of him.
heavy rain.
In the deep night, it took him several hours to drive over a distance of thousands of miles. His body was a little tired, but his entire soul was burning.
No flinching, no hesitation.
In mid-air, he strode forward and said softly, "I'm here to pick you up."
The stagnant night wind began to surge as he moved forward.
Between heaven and earth, strong winds from all directions converge around the body of the robber.
He moved forward slowly.
Countless of the most elite samurai warriors rushed up without hesitation.
The violent air flow has formed a tornado visible to the naked eye.
Space was constantly shaken by the hurricane.
Jie glanced down.
There was no emotion in his eyes.
The gale burst.
Condensed to the extreme, the wind exploded like a knife, and continued to shoot with a chilling chilling killing intention.
The stern wind continued to whirl, and it became even higher.
The air stream that was constantly exploding, each with a deadly edge.
Between heaven and earth, killing the sky!
In the corner of the church, Molled had stood up.
The robber's figure moved forward slowly in the air.
Countless samurai took off and fell.
Blood, stumps, and minced meat spread all the way with death.
"how is this possible..."
Molly's eyes were so dignified: "How could it be so strong?"
In his eyes, the robbery at this moment is completely the incarnation of death. As a master who is infinitely close to the peak and invincible state, Mered can roughly see the current status of the robbery.
The state of robbery is not good, and his injuries are not healed. At this moment, every time he moves with all his strength, his body may completely collapse, and his breakthrough is too horrible, so it is not perfect. In recent years, he Obviously this issue has not been resolved.
But more obviously, it is clear that Jie no longer thinks about it.
Problems that cannot be solved will not be solved.
The current robbery no longer considers any consequences. In his heart, there is only killing.
Murray's body trembled slightly, with obvious hesitation and struggle in her eyes.
Robbery in this state, can't afford his one shot.
Molled can be sure that as long as he appears in front of him with one punch, only one punch is needed, he can beat the robbery into the sky, not to mention him, any ordinary invincible state, even half-step invincible, even thunder Peak, now you can kill Rob with a full blow.
But in the same way, any invincible, close to the peak invincible, even the peak invincible, can not afford the blow.
In this state of robbery, anyone is eligible to gamble with him for life or death, but he is also qualified to gamble with anyone for life or death.
His body is extremely fragile, but at this moment, the kind of sharpness shown has far surpassed the ordinary invincible state, but entered the peak invincible steadily!
This is the robbery under normal conditions. There are no injuries and no hidden dangers. As the strongest assassin in the dark world, this is his own edge!
"I said, don't underestimate."
His Majesty's voice rang in his cell phone, and it was extremely low: "And why do you look down on him? With Yuqishengsheng breaking the existing martial arts into the invincible realm, what is this concept? It proves that , His imperial ambience is the most perfect. On the imperial ambience alone, he is even more perfect than Tianjiao. Who dares to underestimate this monster? His breakthrough is too terrible to achieve his full strength. , But if he is desperate, who can stop him in front of him? "
"This is a pinnacle assassin who can gamble with the pinnacle of life ..."
Her Majesty's voice was a little emotional: "The Holy See is over."
"I..."
Murray hesitated for a moment.
"Stop him!"
His Majesty's voice suddenly became extremely cold: "At least hold him, Angel must die."
"I can't hold it."
Merrad smiled bitterly without hesitation.
Such a robbery is easy to kill him, and it is easy to kill him.
But it is not easy, difficult, as difficult as holding him.
...
Representing the frenzy of dark will.
Time is hurried back.
Angel looked at the pope.
It seemed that she had returned to the sanctuary before the month, and that night, the hotel.
In the hotel room, Murray stood beside her.
In front of them, Qin Weibai and Lin Fengting.
The patriarch of the Lin family, who was hidden from the ground, began to draw his sword.
The edge of that sword was so strong that everyone ignored the others.
The memories that seemed to be dusty and deliberately forgotten appeared in her mind, becoming clearer.
A voice sounded in her ear.
"Are you a robbery woman?"
Angel was suddenly surprised.
In the room, Lin Fengting's sword was still moving forward.
The edge is full, but the speed is getting slower.
Everything is like a completely frozen oil painting, only her mind is normal.
"who are you?"
She looked at Qin Weibai and asked with vigilant eyes.
"I'm Qin Weibai."
Qin Weibai said a nonsense.
Angel was more vigilant. She was a little uneasy and wanted to step back subconsciously.
"You should look at this."
Qin Weibai held out his palm.
Suddenly, as the palm of her hand was lifted towards him, Shino was getting smaller, the world was getting smaller, and the room was shrinking, holding her completely in place.
The opponent's will was extremely arbitrary to suppress her in place.
There was a dim light in Qin Weibai's palm.
The light is bright and colorful, like a dream.
Angel tried desperately to look away, but her body was out of control, her eyes staring at the light in front of her eyes.
The light slowly flows, it seems to be sad and happy, flashing scene after story, it seems to be a dazzling red dust, it contains the epitome of an era, and it is like martial arts, there is a roar of sword air, and it is endless. To overthrow everything, Zhenwu ten absolutely blocked all directions, no grass grows within the extinct territory, the sword twenty-four shattered the sky, tearing the world.
The sky is vast, the shadows are flowing, the ice wind and thunder are constantly changing.
That's everything.
What you want to see, you can see in it.
Angel's incomparable fear was like seeing the legendary Pandora's Box.
She knows what it means.
This is the embodiment of the strong will and perfection to the infinity.
Aloof!
In the face of this light, her thoughts were extremely vague, but extremely clear: "You ... aloof?"
"Not yet."
Qin Weibai stared at the light of the palm of her hand, and she was also exhilarating. No one knew what she saw in this light: "But it's close."
"What do you want?"
Angel's retreat in vain, her voice gradually distorted by fear.
"I want to lend it to you temporarily."
Qin Weibai said lightly.
"I don't want such things."
Angel was almost screaming.
"Don't rush to refuse, it will most likely save your life, and it is not a bad thing for you."
Qin Weibai smiled softly.
"What the **** is this?"
Angel trembled.
Qin Weibai silently for a long time before whispering: "This is a sword light, the epitome of the sword light, is an era, belongs to the era of women, the era of revenge, the most uninteresting era."
All memories started to become clearer.
Angel thought of every expression on Qin Weibai's back then.
At that time, she watched the light expand in the palm of the other side, and the light grew brighter, but all she could feel, was only darkness.
That is endless despair.
The will of the pope broke into her spiritual realm resolutely and resolutely.
The pope's pupils are shrinking.
Angel's pupils were spreading.
The sword light that had condensed the entire era was released in her pupils, so violent and so lonely.
Vaguely, she remembered she asked again, "What the **** is this?"
Qin Weibai's answer seemed equally clear at this time.
"Despair."
