Archfiend Chapter 442: : Iron Maiden (1)

Xu Yangyi didn't know, just as he stared at the warehouse. In a corner of New York and a place in China, two people opened their eyes at the same time.

"Hey..." A pair of blood-red high heels stepped on the door of St. John's Cathedral. In this early morning, in the thick fog, a woman wearing a black, remodeled Western-style robe, a white stand-up collar, and a woman with dark circles like eyeshadow, walked step by step towards this world's ten cathedrals.

This is a Chinese woman.

As she walked, all the flowers and plants fell down on her waist. Just before she walked, the priest, priest, and nun of St. Peter's Basilica were already covered with cold sweat and stood clenching their silver teeth at the door.

In the middle of them, a woman in a suit was very solemn, her chest was rising and falling, watching the woman in black walking in the thick fog with great vigilance.

"The devil...this is the real devil!" The woman's voice was a little fluttering, her eyes were like fire, but she was extremely vigilant: "She is not in the real form...but...this is the form, It all makes me feel like I have met the Grand Duke...what kind of monster is this!"

"This kind of thing is hidden in New York! How come I haven't noticed it for so many years!"

The woman in the black robe stood in front of St. Peter's Cathedral. For some reason, there was no one except them.

She looked at the surrounding birds and lush trees leisurely, and finally turned to the person in front of her.

"Put down the magic weapon in your hands." She looked at the woman lightly: "The Paladin of the Vatican, Jeanne Jane."

Jenny didn't speak. In her clenched hands, there was a crystal-like thing in her palms, which was not visible at all, and was firmly wrapped in her palms. It is very sharp, and it can pierce her skin with just one effort.

"Let me guess, is that the stigmata? Whose? Jesus? No, if it's that kind of thing, I don't dare to come, Judas? Not... John? Yes... John Day The stigmata of John Martin, the most proud of the ten generations of disciples...oh...is it already a Lingbao? No wonder you dare to show off your power..."

"Since you know..."

"So what?" The Chinese woman's robe rose up without wind, and said lightly: "That kind of thing, at best, destroys this clone of the main palace. The main palace is coming out soon... when the time comes, you guys This generation of the Pope of the Vatican is far from being an opponent of this palace. Even if you destroy everyone in the Vatican, it’s just to see whether this palace is happy or not."

"Let it go, we can have a good talk. If not..." Her eyes grew colder: "Let's not talk anymore."

"The devil...you should go to hell!" a white priest shivered.

The Chinese woman gave him a pity: "Disgusting fanatic."

After Jenny's face changed several times, she finally gritted her teeth, put her hand in her trouser pocket, and said fiercely: "You are...Hua Xia...the kind of thing called a'monster,' we call a devil... …Hua Xia...It’s a terrible country, and there are still things like you now..."

"It doesn't matter who I am, do something for me. I will leave the United States immediately." The Chinese woman said without emotion: "Find me a man, a man. In your name, Yang Yi. Xu."

"The palace can feel that he is heading to New York... After finding it, immediately notify the palace."

She raised her hand, and a small cyan fish flew out, but turned into a slap-sized Kunpeng spirit in mid-air. It shot directly at Jenny's door and formed in front of her when she did not react. A weird talisman.

"Remember, don't let this palace down."

After speaking, she quietly left St. John's Cathedral step by step.

"Your Excellency Paladin..." The priest gritted his teeth and looked at the talisman: "This, this is heresy... She, she is a terrifying devil! Even I can feel that she is more terrifying than the devil!" /

Jenny looked at the talisman, did not speak or answer for a long time.

In the distance, the Chinese woman looked at the sky with complex expressions, and then murmured for a long time: "Twenty years..."

"Twenty years, you have come out of it...it is hard to imagine in my palace..."

At the same time, Xichuan Province, Rongcheng, the sky is 10,000 meters high, and a pair of old eyes with infinite black shadows twinkling open at the same time.

"Your Excellency Gu Song?" asked a middle-aged man who Xu Yangyi had never seen before immediately.

"Nothing." Gu Song faintly brushed his sleeves, his figure was like a dark shadow, and disappeared into the Sky Palace in an instant.

In the next second, he has appeared outside the layers of white clouds, and the strong wind blows his clothes up and down.

He didn't speak, but reached out his hand and pinched it for a long time before frowning.

"Is it you..." His gaze looked at the far west behind the endless white clouds, and muttered: "Twenty years... Have you finally returned..."

"Come to this seat... to China... to ask for justice?"

"Anyone who has contact with this seat will have a trace of cause and effect in the dark. Jin Dan...seek the way of cause and effect, and the true person can feel it slightly... But why did you leave Nanzhou? Will appear in the extreme west?"

"Or... the real person feels wrong?"

Xu Yangyi didn't know all of this. At this moment, he had stood up in the Normandy and looked at the cargo hold in confusion.

"What?" Wuyue frowned.

Xu Yangyi raised his hand, frowned his thick eyebrows, and looked around warily. It was not what he felt, but just now, the dream of eating in the dantian moved slightly, extremely excited, but with some fear, he said a few times in a certain direction, his spiritual consciousness was far beyond ordinary people. After feeling carefully, I caught the fleeting blood and aura.

The cargo holds are all bundled goods, packed in huge wooden boxes. The outside is tightly tied with waterproof material. No one knows what's inside. Xu Yangyi felt it for a moment, but found nothing.

"Yeah!" Just when he thought he felt wrong, suddenly, Shimeng in the dantian screamed again, pointed at a place, and danced several times!

"You are so excited, why don't you come out and take this seat by yourself?" Xu Yangyi smiled, and his spiritual consciousness was released suddenly. Sure enough, he caught another trace this time!

But...very weird, this aura, as if...is not in place?

He doesn't know how to describe it, this aura is ominous, very ominous. However, it is impossible to grasp its essence at all. As if... is a seed, spreading out! He couldn't feel the seed, but Shimeng seemed to be able to feel the traces of the other party's "growth".

"Friends?" Wuyue asked again.

"It's interesting." Xu Yangyi turned his head and smiled: "Friends Wuyue, this boat is probably not that simple."

"What do you mean?" Wuyue's expression also became dignified. After the battle of Kaiyun Realm, the two of them were born and died, advancing and retreating together. He knew better that Xu Yangyi was definitely not a person without a target.

Xu Yangyi looked around vigilantly: "There are monks' things hidden in mortal goods."

"Oh?" Wuyue's eyes flashed, and then all her spiritual consciousness was released. In less than ten minutes, she had scanned the Normandy completely once, and shook her head: "I haven't seen any practice on it. The mark of the family."

"That means they don't want other people to know." Xu Yangyi sneered: "But since I met this seat, I can't help you."

He whispered Shimeng in the spiritual consciousness. His original intention was to let Shimeng lead the way, but to his surprise, Shimeng shook his wings and did not come out at all!

Not only did it not come out, but...it seemed to cringe!

His expression finally became completely solemn. Shimeng is one of the larva forms of the South China Butterfly Mother, the Eight Demon Fairies! The bloodline can't be said to be disrespectful, ordinary foundation-building monks, I am afraid that they will suffer a lot when they encounter it. But now, I actually feel awe of this thing?

Holding his breath, after a full half an hour, his eyes flashed suddenly, and the white tiger phantom behind him roared suddenly, followed by a loud "roar", and five white marks between his palms quickly shot out!

"Swipe!" White marks left traces of tiger claws in the sky, and in the next second, a cargo burst open!

"Ham?" Xu Yangyi raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, there were shriveled ham inside. The air-drying ground is excellent, and there is no blood at all.

"No, there is indeed something." This time, even Wuyue's voice became serious: "Friends, please see."

No need for him to say, Xu Yangyi also saw it. After all the hams fell,... it turned out to be a blood red!

"Om..." At the same time, an extremely ominous aura, an extremely ancient aura, slowly permeated from the blood red... as if the surroundings were covered with blood!

The two looked at each other, Wuyue snorted softly, and all of the container was exploded, and there was shriveled ham inside. However, among the ham... there was a brass coffin!

It is the gaze of ordinary European coffins in ancient times~IndoMTL.com~ The difference is that this coffin is tightly locked by several chains, and each chain is covered with golden marks. On the surface of the coffin, there is actually a female sculpture!

"This is..." When Wuyue saw that thing, she immediately flashed her eyes, took Xu Yangyi back a few steps without hesitation, and trembled: "Holy Moment!"

"Sacred carving?" Xu Yangyi asked suspiciously.

Wuyue's expression was already extremely cautious, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The holy engraving...that is to say, something that was sealed by a foreign saint himself in ancient times! This thing may be the seal of the saint himself or a magic weapon made by him. But... …Anything that can be sealed by a saint is by no means trivial! And...extremely evil!"

"Friends, don’t underestimate the sages of foreign countries, they are also unworldly talents! In ancient times, that was an era when the heroes came together! China is like this, and other countries are like this..." He gritted his teeth: "Now , But something really happened."

Not waiting for Xu Yangyi to ask, he said with a cold face, "Because, no one knows whether the things in the holy inscriptions are still alive! This seat is also very curious...Which family is so big? Ability to steal the holy inscriptions!"

At this moment, in Xu Yangyi's mind, the long-lost Zhao Ziqi's voice sounded: "Iron Maid!?"

"Ziqi?" Xu Yangyi was stunned, then smiled: "Why do you appear so suddenly every time?"

"Brother, it's not the time to talk about this. This iron maiden...has a big problem! Don't touch it! I can see...the contents are between dead and undead, and... …Has been sealed for quite a long time! Once let it out, I am afraid it will cause us great trouble!"

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