"Ahhhh!"

The Lord of Killing was sealed by the dense formation formed by the Buddha's light, as if he was trapped in the oil of pine trees. The more he struggled, the stronger the bonds around him became, until he became a human-shaped amber!

What made him even more desperate was that he saw with his own eyes that Saint Thomas used himself as a carrier to attract the power of the great Lord, but still failed to kill Yang Fan, but instead allowed him to fall, and the true spirit returned to the Lord's palace!

"The God of Eternal Life, you traitor! traitor!"

The Lord of Killing hated the immortal god who escaped alone and was even more irritated.

If I had known this, I should have killed this person first!

Xu Fu waved his hand coldly, lifted the Lord of Killing and went to Yang Fan to submit an order.

In the city.

Bang!

The Lord of Killing was pushed forward by Xu Fu, and he felt that the formation of dense light chains around him suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help but kneel in front of Yang Fan.

"I actually bowed to a pariah?"

He only felt that the eyes of the people around him were so dazzling, and he suddenly felt full of anger and shame.

Although he has become a prisoner at the bottom, in his eyes, he is still noble in his rank. No matter how powerful the power of Yang Fan and Xu Fu are, it cannot change the fact that bloodline is low!

"Unpardon! You, who are in lowly blood, dare to hurt the believers of the Lord. You have committed sins that you cannot dare to commit in the world. You will..."

The Lord of Killing had red eyes and gritted his teeth and said.

However, as soon as he said halfway, he got up and walked to him. Yang Fan, who looked down at him, slapped him hard in the face.

A crisp sound was heard.

Yang Fan's slap almost smashed his skull to pieces, and his mouth was full of teeth flying out.

"What will happen to me?"

Then, one hand wrapped in a powerful force that was irresistible, and with a scream, he squeezed his neck and lifted him up. An expressionless face suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Yang Fan was in a bad mood because of his carelessness that the true spirit of Saint Thomas might escape. After hearing the words of the Lord of Killing, a cold and fierce murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes!

"Are you a pariah? Just your body of demonic blood, what do you think you are! You are not qualified to regard yourself as the so-called higher bloodline in front of my Huaxia clan!"

Yang Fan held the other person's neck and slapped it down hard.

"I'm fighting against you, the so-called higher bloodlines!"

Bang bang bang bang!

At the same time, he stepped on the Lord of Killing several times and heard a series of sounds like a bead of cannons. The Lord of Killing's limbs were stomped into pieces, and they collapsed on the ground like a pool of mud!

"Character secret!"

However, Yang Fan did not stop, but directly activated the secrets of the nine secrets that specifically attacked the soul.

The cold and sharp blade formed by the secret of the character "Li" was like a fishing net covering the Lord of Killing, cutting it hard towards the other party's soul. The severe pain like Lingchi made him scream!

"It hurts, it hurts so much..."

This is a severe pain in which the soul is cut inch by inch, and it is not comparable to the pain in the body.

In just a moment, the once noble and noble lord of killing, sobbed in pain that he could not help himself and even shouted words begging for mercy.

"Stop, stop quickly... Give me aside... I'm a lowly, I'm a lowly..."

Bang!

Yang Fan looked at this scene and finally stopped temporarily and snorted coldly.

"It's so cheap!"

However, this action made his heart's depression vent and his mood calmed down again.

The Lord of Killing also became quite sensible under Yang Fan's education of "suppressing people with virtue", and he was very fond of his eyebrows and even learned to maintain etiquette.

"Great Lord of the Qing Dynasty, if you can let me go, I will pay you an unimaginable ransom..."

"Rank? Haha, if you don't let you go, you won't need to pay the ransom? Moreover, that's not a ransom, it's called compensation! If you don't pay, I will beat you to death with your own hands!"

Yang Fan sneered, leaned over and looked into his eyes, and said, "Of course, the true spirit of Saint Thomas has escaped. Maybe you can choose to try to see if you can escape!"

“…No, I dare not.”

The Lord of Killing quickly laughed, wishing he could slap himself in the face. If he had known this, he would not mention any ransom. Now, his own people have not only become prisoners, but also have to pay compensation!

"laugh!"

Seeing the Lord of Killing so timidly, Yang Fan sneered.

Soon, under Yang Fan's inquiry, the Lord of Killing began to honestly explain the information about Jixi.

Compared with the news from Jingjie, this lord of killing at the ancestral level can naturally be considered a high-level official in the West and has mastered a lot of information from the West.

"The Holy Spirit is the great being of the Trinity of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, and is the Lord who created everything. However, the Lord has always lived in the great temple, and the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit take turns to show the holy world..."

"In addition, although the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit are equally noble, glorious, and eternal, their powers are different."

"Just like the Holy Father is the Father of all, the leader of the mountain of gods, the Father of all gods, and the Creator of the angel corps. And the Holy Son is the savior of the earth, and there are not only twelve saints, but also countless knights who died for them. And the Holy Spirit is the Spirit of all spirits, who can give all new life, and is the Spirit of truth that comes from the Father..."

"But they are all Lords, and they are the only true gods..."

As the Lord of Killing was told, everyone present had a heavy face.

After all, according to the other party's description, the entire Jixi scale is undoubtedly beyond everyone's imagination.

Although the upper limit of this world is the Xuantian Realm, compared with Sun and Moon Heaven, the number of strong people of all levels in the extreme west is obviously crushing the Sun and Moon Heaven.

The huge number undoubtedly represents a strong potential for war!

This does not include the blood river where the demon was born, the unimaginable demons, and people with demon bloodlines. If calculated like this, Jixi's overall combat power will undoubtedly be seriously beyond everyone's expectations!

"Beat him first!"

Seeing that everyone was about to be hit and their fighting spirit was depressed, Yang Fan waved his hand and asked someone to escort the Lord of Killing.

The atmosphere in the hall was still silent, unable to hide the faint depression contained in it.

"Why, when everyone heard that Jixi was so powerful, they were all scared?"

Yang Fan suddenly chuckled, breaking the silence in the hall.

Everyone couldn't help but look up at him.
Chapter completed!