There were countless ridicule from Boris' headphones: "Boris, look at the Pope's strength. This is the help you choose? Haha, but even if he dies, the final situation will be ours, right?"

"Boris, you look beautiful when you are confident, but your defeat is really pitiful!"

Politicians in southern cities did not feel sad because of their failure, and even at this moment, the depression in their hearts was released. They very much dislike Lin Hao, the king of China who suddenly broke into it, because before Lin Hao came, there was no advanced biochemical troops on their side that could win in their sand table deduction...

In the face of absolute interests, they would rather everyone lose than any one win...

So the current situation is as they wish...

Boris naturally knew what they meant. Not to mention them, Boris himself was shocked when he saw the strength of the emperor! As a native of F, he knew some history. Anyone who fought was capable of strength! But the emperor's strength was too terrifying, and he instantly wiped them out... This made all his joy turn into unrealistic fantasy. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. His thoughts were still too simple. How could a Chinese man subvert the pope's rule? This is a pattern that has been around for thousands of years...

The Giant Eagle King looked at Lin Hao and shook his head, "Defeated! Is this the true strength of the emperor? It's so terrifying..."

"It's over, it's over so simple, and I don't even have a chance to struggle..." The Giant Eagle King was helpless, and at the same time he wanted to go back a thousand years ago and take a look at the grand occasion of that year. What would the battle between the king and the pope look like? Anyway, it's not like this now at least, but the enemy of one united...

The Giant Eagle King looked at Lin Hao and thought to himself that this Chinese man is quite strong. Unfortunately, facing such a terrifying pope, and he had just been promoted to the king, how could he offend the king's majesty?

It's ridiculous that ZF and the Vampire King both put their choice on one Chinese...

"Did you just lose like this?" Mohammed Kat squeezed his scepter and hid in the deep water. The boiling and hot water did not burn his skin, but the injuries on his neck were invaded by the boiling water, which made him feel a little hot and painful...

"Are the king the king after all?" Mohammed Katha whispered. He grew up with the vampire king. For the pope, he would rather believe that the vampire king is the emperor...

Lin Hao stared at Pope Peter's claw, which was very fast! He had a terrifying destructive power, and had powerful power in the same era. This claw had already hurt the vampire king and the black crocodile king and the white bear king...

"Here you come!" Lin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly at that moment, when he saw the dragon claws coming, his whole body was filled with a strong black light, and he said the most!

At the same time, in Lin Hao's heart, a voice that wanted to tear his heart out and wailed: "Let me do it! Otherwise we will die!"

Feeling the black in my heart that was like a demon in my heart? Xiwu was blowing Lingshan and closed the west? The sound of the dark Lin Hao made, Lin Hao shook his head. Is this terrifying power even he afraid of this? This pope is really powerful. When I think that if I had not been promoted to the Grand Master, even with the blessing of the Supreme Dao, I would probably become a corpse under Pope Peter's fist?
Chapter completed!