Archfiend Chapter 556: : The body of the legend (1)

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"Buzzing" a strong aura surrounds St. John's Cathedral. It took an hour to stabilize the transmission of the magic circle. In the evening, ten transmission circles, completely solid, and ten different colors of brilliance, dyed the splendid St. John's Cathedral into an ambilight.

A series of terrifying spiritual pressures permeated the space in the same way. The top European and American existences have come across thousands of miles, just for this legendary secret, no one declined.

"Oh, huh?" A majestic man's voice appeared in the air like a god, with a touch of emotion: "The great prince has not been here in many years. He is stingy like the Vatican, and today he actually opened the bridgehead of Europe and the United States-Saint The door of John’s Cathedral. Oh, I can feel the turbulent magic circle on these stained glass. Is the Vatican ready to borrow the name of the tower to kill us?"

As he spoke, the entire St. John's Cathedral was rumbling. Not far away, there were so many pedestrians who looked at the ground in astonishment, and then screamed and ran to the open space.

"Earthquake!?" "Mygod is fortunately not a big earthquake." "Why did the earthquake happen suddenly? What did the Earthquake Administration do?" "Why is there no forecast? Is taxpayer money wasted like this?"

St. John’s Cathedral, the teleportation array that emits sounds is like the abyss of hell, and the depressing aura gushes out. Xu Yangyi snorted, there is a qualitative difference between Grand Duke Lingya and Marquis, he feels as uncomfortable as being pressed under Wuzhi Mountain.

Lawrence stood silently in front of him. It's not that Xu Yangyi is good, but even if Xu Yangyi dies, he can't die in St. John's Cathedral.

It's not just him, the Vatican can't bear this responsibility—before they don't understand the relationship between that terrifying devil and Xu Yangyi. Even if he guessed that some of his words were falsely preaching the imperial edict, he could only be regarded as not knowing.

A figure appeared from the dark portal, and then, a gray-haired old man, probably only one and five meters tall, leaning on a cane inlaid with gold and jade, stepped through the black portal. Out.

"Voldemort, Tynas Androns" Lawrence concealed a flash of disgust in his eyes, folded his hands together: "May the glory of the Lord bless you forever."

"Put away your hypocritical set, **** club." Tynas made no secret of his equal disgust, and sneered: "It's best to pray that we can gain something from our visit today, otherwise, the Lord will not Ensure that St. John’s Cathedral is intact."

At this moment, in a fiery red portal, a soaring flame burst into the sky, and the surrounding air instantly turned red, as if in the flames of hell. A flame was burning all over, a stalwart figure more than two meters high, and a **** stepped out from it.

Xu Yangyi's eyes flashed, this is not a person.

It's a man with a dragon head. In the seven orifices, flames rise, like a **** demon.

However, this person, like Voldemort before him, is a projection. Unlike ordinary projections, this projection has at least seven layers of power. Enough to kill any monk under the Grand Duke.

"Grogaomu. The roar of heaven. Welcome your visit."

In the next half an hour, a group of figures walked out of the portal. Anyone who walked out would be worshipped by sentient beings in Europe and America.

Twelve princes, a late Marquis.

Thirteen luxurious chairs, covered with soft polar bear fur, appeared out of thin air, and no one spoke. They all sat down, surrounding the cyan scale.

"I think, for the specific situation, the younger generations have conveyed it to you." Lawrence sat on the main seat, folded his hands, and said lightly: "Things are here, and all the princes of Li Sen are in charge. All the Vatican's information about the Papal State , The records of the Tongtian Tower, a total of one hundred and twenty-one files, all of Lucifer's grade, are here now."

"Me"

"Wait a minute." At this moment, a cold voice sounded: "Who is he?"

All eyes were on Xu Yangyi, and his voice continued without emotion: "There has never been a grand prince sitting and discussing. The reason why a marquis sits firmly here in the later period. Junior, I don’t care who you are. Now, immediately , Get off your seat and do what you should do. I can ignore your rudeness or hold the family behind you responsible."

Xu Yangyi didn't speak, but calmed his heart, and looked at him calmly.

"This is Mr. X, the great spiritualist. This scale is also his thing." Lawrence wanted to move, but Li Sen held his clothes underneath and shook it imperceptibly. Shaking his head, smiled and said: "Do you have any questions? The branch of the Black Witch,'Duke of Terror', Skorice Samulic?"

"Is it his thing?" Archduke Skorius' voice seemed to sneer: "It's not anymore."

"Boom!" On Xu Yangyi's head, a black bone suddenly appeared, and each finger carried a white fire, and the mountain generally grabbed Xu Yangyi's head.

"What are you doing!" Lawrence suddenly looked back at Li Senge and gritted his teeth: "You don't know who is behind him! Yes, now everyone wants to get this thing, with it, Is equivalent to having the dominant power"

"Of course I know the monster behind him." Li Sen interrupted him with blinking eyes: "But, this is Scurry's hand. None of us expected it, didn't we?"

"The Great Spiritist is precious, and the dominance of the Tower of Babel is one hundred million times more precious than him. Listen, Lawrence, this is the will of the Lord, this is the myth in the Bible. If x did not lie to us, it might be inside There are many corpses, treasures, techniques, and secrets buried in ancient repairs. Nothing can be compared with the great spiritualist. He is dead, and we are at most charged with the charge of'ineffective care'. The real dying is Scott Reese."

"Boom!" The moment the black bone hand fell, it stopped. Scurry's playful voice sounded: "Did you pee your pants in fright? Little hamster?"

"My grand prince, give you another chance. Listen, this is not something that a tiny marquis like you can get involved in. Transfer this thing to my grand prince and tell everything you know. My grand prince can consider keeping you One life."

"In this round table meeting, there should not be a figure under the Grand Duke."

Xu Yangyi smiled, his eyes swept across everyone. Three great dukes in the middle stage, five great dukes in the early stage, one great duke in the late stage, and one vacant grand duke.

Unfortunately, it is Antonio Black Crow.

Scores, who shot, was in the early days of the Grand Duke.

When his gaze scanned everyone, Antonio returned his gaze calmly, and Xu Yangyi shook his head imperceptibly.

"You can still laugh?" Scolis looked at Xu Yangyi like a dead person: "Should you say that you are bold, or are you ignorant and fearless?"

"Give you one last chance." He pushed the coffee cup in front of him: "Fill the grand prince with coffee, kneel down, and offer it well. When the transfer of the owner does not belong to you, you are not eligible to get it. Something. The Great Duke will forgive your ignorance and rudeness. Maybe, if you make a good coffee, the Great Duke will leak some leftover soup from your fingers."

Xu Yangyi stood up, smiled and bowed: "Under the crown of Skorius, meet for the first time"

"Shut your mouth." The projection of Skorius was a bald, pale, scrawny man with hair hanging down on both sides, and looked at Xu Yangyi mockingly: "This grand prince has no permission, who spoke to you Daring? Who do you think you are?"

"Don't even think about getting a relationship with the great duke. Your qualifications and cultivation level are not qualified to talk to the great duke. The great duke has said a few words to you, it is your gospel."

"Mr. Skorris." Li Sen frowned: "Mr. X is a member of the White Cross. Do you want to be the enemy of Europe and the United States?"

Xu Yangyi took a deep look at Li Sen, and the dagger in his words had pierced his seemingly kind appearance.

Knife to kill.

This is not to discourage, but to add fuel to the fire.

Scolis raised his head to the sky and laughed, and when he lowered his head, the sarcasm in his eyes had turned into a real killing intent: "The name of the great spiritualist works for others. For the great prince, it is a bunch of dogs. Shit. Practicing undead magic means that you have cut off all the opportunities for the holy medicine. The great prince is alone and needs to be afraid of a bunch of shit?"

Xu Yangyi said lightly: "You seem to be mistaken~IndoMTL.com~ I am not standing here as a great spiritualist." There was a green yam in his left hand. Suddenly, all the princes on the scene, except Antonio, They all took a deep breath.

The Might of the Grand Duke!

A late Marquis actually issued the grand duke's power!

While looking at his nose, looking at his heart with his nose, his heart is still water, the blond dwarf raised his head in surprise, the pipe in his mouth sprayed out smoke, and looked at Xu Yangyi in disbelief.

A woman in a cloak raised her head slightly for the first time, and suddenly two red lights flashed in the darkness under the cloak.

"Instead, stand here as a threat to the Grand Duke!!"

"Swipe!!" An invisible sword light swept the audience!

The marquis couldn't feel it, and the earl couldn't feel it. However, everyone on the scene, all the grand princes, fluttered together, and even the entire cathedral wailed overwhelmedly.

Holy sword!

Coming!

"What a guts!!" Skorius was stunned, and then rushed to the crown.

The Marquis swings his sword at the Grand Duke later?

This is Xiangzhuang Wujian, intended for Peigong!

On the surface, it is to prove himself, but it is actually trampling on the majesty of his Grand Duke!

"It's a pity that you are deprived of the right to'survive'." Scolis shook his left hand gently: "The Code of the Dead."

"Boom!"

The bone hand in the sky suddenly swung down. However, at this moment, the cyan sword light and the huge bone hand collapsed.

"Do you still see other people in your eyes." Antonio, who was sitting silently, projected onto him, and a tsunami of vacant power that surpassed everyone on the scene surged like a tsunami, and his pale hair drifted in the wind: "If If you don’t talk, get out."

"Otherwise, don't blame this grand prince to'please' you go out."

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