At this moment, Gonzalez no longer cared about what other people thought, his heart was filled with fear.
Being caught in Ye Bufan's hand and knowing the opponent's purpose, I felt like I was being a guinea pig.
He wanted to struggle, but under the restraint of the big hands of Zhenyuan, he couldn't use any strength at all.
"You can't touch me, we at Mount Olympus will not let you go..."
In panic, this guy was in a panic, and even now he wanted to threaten the other party.
Ye Bufan ignored it at all and slashed out with the Divine Consciousness Sword.
With his current powerful consciousness, it was easy to destroy Gonzalez's consciousness. In an instant, his Niwan Palace was completely cleared, leaving nothing behind.
Gonzalez's whole body instantly froze there, no longer struggling or roaring. His eyes were blind and blurred, leaving only an empty shell.
Ye Bufan has no mercy for such people. In his heart, anyone who wants to invade China should die. The other party is lucky to be able to leave a physical body.
After destroying the opponent's three souls and seven souls, he stretched out his hand and Yin Jiuzhu's soul immediately flew over and turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the Niwan Palace.
For Yin Jiuzhu, this is no longer a robbery. After all, the house is ready-made and has been cleaned inside. After entering, he only needs to fuse and control his physical body.
Everything falls into place, and Ye Bufan is here to control the smooth integration of soul and body.
In just a few breaths, Gonzalez's eyes lit up again, but now he was no longer the disciple of Mount Olympus, but Yin Jiuzhu, the leader of the Three Ghost Sect.
"Hahaha, I'm alive again, and I still have a good skin..."
Yin Jiuzhu laughed for a while, then fell to his knees with a plop, kowtowing to Ye Bufan to thank him.
"I would like to thank Master Medical Immortal for his kindness in recreating me!"
"It's okay, just go to the back!"
Ye Bufan waved his hand, and Yin Jiuzhu went directly to the back to reunite with his disciples.
Although the time has not been long, and although we have always been together, we were separated from each other just now. It is quite emotional to see each other again now.
The people from the three major forces were completely dumbfounded. At this moment, they finally understood the tyranny of the young man in front of them.
He actually killed a soul and took away a body right in front of them.
Seeing with their own eyes that Yin Jiuzhu came to life again, the disciples of Tiedaomen were overjoyed and fell to their knees with a plop.
"Please, Lord Medical Immortal, save our sect master!"
Ye Bufan sighed. Just now Zhang Tiedao revealed that the soul was already dead and could not be saved even if he had great medical skills.
"Your sect master has died for the country and there is no way to resurrect him.
But don’t worry, this revenge will definitely be avenged, and I will let them repay it a thousand times."
Having said this, he turned around and looked at the people in front of him with sharp eyes.
"I really don't know who gave you the courage to attack China! Since you are here, just stay here!"
Although there was only one person, his powerful momentum overwhelmed the entire Western army, and some of the timid ones even started to tremble in their legs.
Seeing that the morale on his side has dropped to the extreme, Shenting is the initiator of this Eastern Expedition after all, so he cannot remain silent at this time.
Among the seven saints, Raphael, ranked second, stood up.
This guy put on the appearance of a saint, stretched out his hand and drew a cross on his chest, and said with a holy face.
"Chinese people, this is God's will, and you cannot disobey it..."
Before he could finish his words, a sharp sword light pierced the sky and slashed down with the power of destroying the world.
"ah!"
Rafael was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party would be so hot-tempered and would take action as soon as he was told.
As a saint who has been sleeping for many years, his strength is much higher than that of the previous God Emperor Adams, and he can even cast the holy magic of the Divine Court without any spells.
He raised his hand and waved, and a huge shield of holy light appeared in front of him.
With his strength, this holy light shield is completely invulnerable, even modern thermal weapons cannot break it.
It's a pity that he is facing Leng Qingqiu, a man who has reached the ultimate level of swordsmanship.
The sword light flashed, like a knife cutting through tofu, instantly smashing his Holy Light Shield to pieces, and then split him into two.
The second among the seven victors in the Divine Court, he was killed on the spot with a sword just after saying half a sentence.
"hiss!"
There was a gasp of air in the room, and everyone turned pale with fright. This woman was really too strong.
"Brother Ye will do whatever he says. Stand aside for that bullshit god like you. Anyone who says more will die!"
Leng Qingqiu stood with his sword stretched out, as if he were a peerless magic weapon unsheathed and filled with murderous intent.
If in normal times, someone would dare to be so disrespectful to the God of Shenting, I'm afraid these people would immediately go crazy, but now no one dares to even utter a fart.
This is strength. Whoever has strength can control everything. It is the same in the world of cultivation and it is the same here on earth.
The eyes of everyone in the Divine Court fell on Sanders, but it seemed like nothing happened to him, he just stood there quietly without any reaction.
Although this guy had previously shouted that he wanted to march eastward and let God's light shine in every corner of the earth.
But he is very aware of his own strength. Although he ranks first among the seven saints, their strength is not much different.
Raphael had his sausage cut into pieces with just one strike, so how could he be any better? You could guess the outcome with your heels.
This woman is too strong and she is simply not something they can fight against.
At this moment, he remembered what Helena had said before, that China is a magical country and cannot be provoked by the Divine Court at all, not even old monsters like them who have awakened from their slumber.
It's just that it's too late to think of this now. Now I'm riding a tiger with a hard time getting off. I don't have the courage to retreat and I can't lose face. I can only wait for the development of the situation.
Although there were thousands of people present, it was eerily quiet at the moment.
Others were also quite uneasy in their hearts. They were previously full of ambitions, thinking that it was finally time to dominate China.
But who would have thought that before even setting foot on the land of China, he would be frightened like this by other people's strong men.
A disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Bufan's mouth: "Aren't you coveting China? Aren't you planning to conquer the East?
Come on, let me give you a chance to show off your abilities. You won’t even have the courage to take action, right?”
"Little Chinese babies, as long as I'm here, it's not your turn to be so arrogant!"
As a hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded, someone stepped out from the dark world.
This guy is tall, but his appearance is not clear at all. His body is covered with green mucus, which makes people feel sick just by looking at him.
Aubameyang is a zombie that has been sleeping for thousands of years. The green liquid is extremely poisonous corpse poison, and ordinary people will die if they touch it.
The reason why this guy dares to stand up at this time is because he has his own support. As a ten thousand-year-old zombie, his body's defense is extremely strong, and ordinary swords cannot hurt him at all.
In addition, even if there is no contact with his corpse poison, he will be attacked by the poisonous gas over time.
When he came to the front, his eyes like dead fish glanced at Ye Bufan and others.
