Archfiend Chapter 528: : Between the Saints (1)

He was misguided... He closed his eyes painfully, and he was pecked by the geese all the year round... He was too intent to kill just now. Under his anger, he didn't expect the opponent to play even higher, and first attacked himself. He can even think that he will continue to explain this matter next, running around, and circling among the princes. There is no time to avenge this murder.

"No...Even if I have time, I can't report it..." He gritted his teeth and rattled: "He told everyone that this is my son's thing. Once he has an accident... Europe and the United States can kill him now. People are those few vacant princes, everyone will find out on the head of the prince... Will the Holy White Cross take a break, and the Tagul family will not take a break... The Vatican still can’t... Good boy... Yes Yours, for this move, I will admit it to King Savedion VI."

He opened his dim old eyes and looked at each other calmly: "But... the days are still long. You are not the only great spiritualist who disappeared in history for no reason!"

The audience is dead.

A few seconds later, Savidien VI opened his eyes and said lightly: "No."

"The prince does not recognize this thing."

His heart was bleeding, his eyes were like a knife, and he said word by word: "I'm afraid... my son didn't know where to find it. Is he deceived by the devil?"

The hands in the robe have white hairs. This slap is too loud. Even his grand prince can't swallow it.

Killed his only son in front of him, and let himself deny it. Let yourself help him clear this relationship, and the anger in his chest starts to boil when I think of it.

No one spoke, everyone's eyes turned to Xu Yangyi. Lawrence's gaze was obvious in disbelief, but he didn't show it, and asked in a deep voice: "Mr. X, is that true?"

Don’t be too eager...

Xu Yangyi bowed respectfully: "That's right. I thought it was something from the Covinus family, it seems to have nothing to do."

"I am afraid it was the seventh generation who was bewitched to propose a **** battle to me. I am deeply sorry."

What a shame!

Savidien VI gave Xu Yangyi indifferently, as if looking at a dead person. Then he said nothing.

Lawrence's eyes flickered, but he nodded: "Since this is the case, there is no problem. Once the demon host is beheaded, the container will become a common magic weapon. This is Mr. X's trophy, please keep it away ."

Xu Yangyi sighed silently.

At the price of Grand Duke's anger, he did not necessarily pick himself out of this move. He knows things like family well, and everything is based on family interests. There is not only one Grand Duke in the Covinus family. Even if Savidien VI wants to kill himself, it is now, and there is no possibility of cooperation in the future.

More importantly... just when he got this box. He also heard the devil whispers!

"Come...Take me to the Eye...I am in charge of the gate of the Tower...Only I can open it...Don't be afraid...Take me over...You will see the truth of the myth... …"

What is an eye?

What is a tower?

He didn't know that he didn't want to take the devil's things with him, especially after seeing Cerberus' projection. However, one thing changed his mind.

Resonance.

This box... actually resonates with the golden cudgel in his ears!

As if...from the same place!

This is impossible! Golden Cudgel comes from Wukong, the real Wukong, Cha Fengchao. Produced by Dongtu Datang, there is no imitation. What about this unknown box?

Products from hell, without borders. From legend.

How can it be related?

However, after careful comparison, he confirmed that these two things came from the same place.

Material.

The material of the box is exactly the same as the material of the golden hoop! At the beginning he had high hopes for the golden hoop. But when he really got it, he found that it was nothing but a fish intestine, and it was quite ordinary after carrying supernatural powers. It is completely different from feeling their majesty. He has been puzzled about this matter.

The materials of both are special cold and hot. It looks almost exactly the same. And Jin Gu Bang's last message, "The fairy falls in the Ming Tombs." made him decide to take down the box without hesitation.

But if King VI wants to return the box in the name of something belonging to the Covinus family, he has nothing to do. Only let the other party publicly declare that this thing belongs to Savidian VII. Only by secretly changing the concept of "family resources" and turning it into "trophies" can it truly belong to him.

After all, in the face of a family with two grand princes, what he really wanted. He, a great spiritualist who had just advanced, really couldn't help. This is his real goal.

"Okay." Just then, there were waves of rising voices. Lawrence, Van Helsing, Goles, and behind them, Jenny in a lady's suit stood up at the same time. A majestic voice swept across the hall: "From now on, rest for six hours. Mr. X..."

A holy light shrouded him, and his injury immediately recovered. Then, a storage ring flew over.

He looked around at his spiritual consciousness, and there were millions of spiritual stones inside. This is the bet reward he got in the holy war.

"Please follow us." Lawrence stretched out his hand slightly: "Don't resist."

Immediately afterwards, all the objects in front of Xu Yangyi became blurred, and a feeling of dizziness came from him, and he immediately closed his eyes. But no one saw him, his clenched hands were already blue.

Finally!

The heart beats wildly involuntarily. If jihad is a matter of life and death, then the next thing is the real change of heaven.

Within six hours, the forbidden spirit pill broke the sacred instrument prohibition, and together with Yue Zhenren, grabbed the secondary realm anchor, and it was under the eyes of the Grand Duke. Even he felt the blood rush to the top of his head instantly. At the same time, the sense of crisis and urgency that followed him was even stronger than when he fought against Savidian VII just now.

Only one pair of eyes, staring at him coldly, even clearly seeing the flashing blue veins on his hand.

"What are you excited about?" The huge wind pressure sent, blowing Vermillion Snow on her head. The shawl and long-haired black crow's wings were raised, and the pale and beautiful face looked like a lake looking at the disappearing figure in the field.

"What are you excited about again?"

"However, it doesn't matter anymore." Her eyes closed slightly, her ruddy nails lightly ran across the armrest, and her delicate face slanted toward a marquis beside her.

"Ms. Yuzaoqian." The marquis felt her gaze and smiled: "Your expression will misunderstand me."

The vermilion snow and green onion jade fingers gently touched the other's face, gently kneading the other's cheeks: "You know, people are very strange creatures. There are things that I don't remember after seeing them many times. Yes. You will be unforgettable after one pass."

"Some people obviously have only one side. But day and night, thinking, thinking. I guess when I meet the other person again, what the other person's expression and expression mean. What will his character do. Then You will find, oh, humans are really not difficult to understand."

The Marquis gently kissed her finger: "You must be very lucky to let your excellency Yuzao think about it."

A perfect smile appeared on Zhu Hongxue's face: "Yeah, I think so too. You see, originally this palace entered the holy war, there were three chances to meet that person, just because of these three slim opportunities The palace even accepted the kiss of Scarlet Duke. In the end, the palace was very disappointed."

"Have you not met?"

"Of course, so, I want to give him a perfect gift of thanks. Can I trouble you to report to the Scarlet Duke? I want to go to St. John's Cathedral."

"But..."

"No but." Zhu Hongxue said lightly: "You are one of his favorite male favorites, aren't you?"

The marquise's face suddenly turned blue and red, and finally left with his head down.

At the same time, Xu Yangyi's eyes were blurred. After a brief sense of dizziness, when I opened my eyes again, I was already in a magnificent Gothic church.

The scarlet soft carpet, the white ground, the colorful stained glass, the crucifix, the exquisite wall carvings on the head... everything exudes a heavy historical atmosphere.

Today is Sunday. But there is no one in the church. The sunlight through the stained glass draws mottled images on the ground. In front of him, Lawrence was surging in white robe, and Van Helsing, wearing a cowboy hat, stood aside respectfully. And the other side. It was a tall man wearing a black cloak, about two meters twenty-three meters tall. The figure under the black robe seemed to be carrying something on his back, not in a human form at all.

On the pale mask~IndoMTL.com~ Two red eyes looked at Xu Yangyi. Fan Haixin calmly looked at the "perpetrator" he had seen. In the end, it was Jane with a nearly perfect face in a women's suit.

They are standing at the end of the carpet, and Xu Yangyi is standing at the entrance.

"Are you ready?" Lawrence smiled.

Xu Yangyi felt his body again. Because of the extreme excitement and tension, his body almost reached its peak in history.

Spiritual consciousness slowly stretched into the storage ring, inside, a silver pill with the size of a fist, engraved with amulet on it, exuding a bright white light, floating in it.

"Sure." Taking a deep breath, he nodded.

"Good."

With the sound of falling, Lawrence walked to the main altar, and leisurely raised his old hand, and countless lights condensed towards his palm. A few seconds later, a golden pattern appeared on his hand.

"This is the key between the sacred artifacts." Lawrence smiled and said: "Inside, only the prince can open. And only the prince can enter."

Xu Yangyi smiled and tried to make his acting as realistic as possible. However, his heart was already beating violently.

Before he got here, all he thought about was how to pass the holy war. However, I really came here and received my first blessing in ten years. He just feels...

Before, it was just fighting spirit.

Now, it's nervous.

The old man in front of him, under his kind face, hides a terrifying power that can kill him in a minute. And... stand behind the other person. Above the holy light vault, one of the world's three major sects.

If jihad is to prove one's own way and test one's strength, strength is the only one. So up to now... Mere strength is of no avail.

In the sea where the storm is approaching, the flat boat is alone.