The power was like the scorching sun, and it also emitted a sacred aura.
Long Xiaoshan couldn't help but stared at him.
Just when the divine thought of Long Xiaoshan covered the past.
"who?"
In Westminster Cathedral, an old man in red clothes and a square red hat suddenly raised his head, and a look of surprise flashed across his face. As the Cardinal (Red) Archbishop of the Holy See.
Lonnie is in charge of the British diocese and can compete with the Vampire Base Camp and the Vampire, so his strength is naturally extraordinary.
His strength is completely beyond Dracula.
Even because of his divine power, he can suppress Dracula.
It is one of the few strong men in Europe.
Moreover, what the Holy See is refined is spiritual power. As a cardinal, Lonnie's mental power is so strong that he has almost entered the realm of divineness.
However, just now, Ronnie felt a huge spiritual power that was vast and boundless, like a god. This kind of mental power was only felt by the former Pope (Emperor).
It is definitely a spiritual power comparable to the divine realm.
"How is it possible? The divine realm has disappeared for many years. Has the divine realm appeared again?" As soon as Ronnie's thoughts arose, the vast spiritual power suddenly faded away like a tide. When he wanted to sense it clearly, it had disappeared.
Lonnie's expression was unpredictable.
Flashing light and dark.
The Divine Realm represents the most powerful personal force on this star. Although the Divine Realm also needs to give in to the face of nuclear weapons, nuclear weapons cannot be moved lightly after all, otherwise the Holy See would not be one of the most powerful forces in the world.
Even though he retired to the Vatican, his influence is still unparalleled in the world, with more than one billion believers.
Now another god realm is emerging.
This is definitely a big shocking event.
Lonny dared not neglect.
He quickly walked into the study, picked up a quill and recorded it on a piece of gold foil, then put it in a temple niche cage, and silently recited the spell. The shrine emitted a burst of light, and the gold foil inside turned into light and dissipated.
...
Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes slightly, and after sensing the scorching sun-like light ball, he discovered his divine thoughts.
Long Xiaoshan calmed down and came back.
He came to Europe just to revenge on the dark world. He had nothing to do with the Holy See and did not want to do with it, so he withdrew his divine thoughts.
He turned around and looked at the blonde beauty standing respectfully beside him.
When Monica saw Long Xiaoshan, she quickly lowered her head, her expression became more and more respectful, like a believer. She thought she would die in Langston Manor, but she survived.
Long Xiaoshan actually blocked the tank's volleyball.
And he also dismantled the tank corps to pieces.
That kind of god-like power made Monica completely surrender, not to mention that Long Xiaoshan swallowed the essence and blood of Duke Durcula, and the bloodline on his body became stronger and stronger.
As a small blood clan, Monica dared not have the slightest idea of ​​resisting.
"Monica." Long Xiaoshan said lightly: "You blood clan should have a base camp, right?"
Monica said respectfully: "Yes, sir, our blood clan has a parliament, the speaker is Duke Durcula, and there are five other members, among which Murphy, the leader of the Blood Futu, is one of them. These five members are all dukes and are in charge of the entire blood clan."
"Five Dukes, plus one Speaker."
Long Xiaoshan's eyes were also shining brightly.
He has fought with two blood clan dukes. Even Murphy has the strength of a grandmaster or above. If he is combined with his immortal body, it is actually far more difficult than an ordinary grandmaster.
And the blood clan has six such powerful men.
I'm afraid that even the Hidden Sect of China can't find a single force. There are six great masters. As powerful as the Black Scale Sect, there are only three.
This is just a force in the dark world in the West.
No wonder, the Western world was able to step on the earth back then.
"Where are the Blood Clan Council, and those members?" Long Xiaoshan's eyes were indifferent, and there was a vague murderous intent.
The blood clan abducted Chuntao and turned her into a blood clan to plot against him.
He once said that he would kill the blood clan without leaving any other.
This is not just empty talk.
The Grandmaster's words and words are golden. It's fine if he destroys their elite forces, but the blood clan wants to take over their nests.
No one can stop him.
Monica was not a fool either. When she heard Long Xiaoshan's indifferent tone, she trembled, as if she understood his intentions, and hesitated for a moment.
Long Xiaoshan said um.
Monica hurriedly crawled and said, "Sir, I won't say it, and I don't know very well. I only know that Xuefutu's headquarters is in Liverpool, and I have never been to where the Vampire Council is."
Long Xiaoshan knew that Monica didn't dare to lie to him.
Moreover, he sucked Monica's blood for long kisses, and there was a long kiss and suppression between him and Monica. If Monica lies, she would not be able to escape his perception.
"Get up." Long Xiaoshan waved.
Since he knows the headquarters of Xuefutu, there are clues. In short, he will uproot the blood clan's nest by three feet and warn the whole world that anyone who dares to touch the people around him in the future must consider whether he can bear his anger.
...
In the afternoon.
Monica hurriedly walked in from outside and said to Long Xiaoshan who was recuperating from the heart: "Sir, the British envoy is here."
Long Xiaoshan opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the corner of his mouth: "Are you finally here? Let them come in."
"yes."
Monica bent down slightly, then got up and went out.
After a moment, footsteps came from outside.
Immediately afterwards, led by Monica, a team of British people came in, and at the front was a handsome middle-aged man in a noble dress, with the security chief Camud and a group of British officials beside him.
Long Xiaoshan sat cross-legged on the sofa, his eyes slightly drooping, like a stone Buddha.
The group of British people stood there, waiting for a while, but without waiting for Long Xiaoshan to react at all, a hint of embarrassment and shame flashed across his face.
Camus could only take the initiative to go forward and said, "Mr. Long, this is the third son of Prince Kelton of our British Empire, the Duke of Yorkshire, the Royal Envoy, and the Queen."
Anyone who hears a prince of the British Empire arrives in person will be afraid and panic and flattered, so he quickly gets up to greet him.
However, Long Xiaoshan still had a expressionless face, raised his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "If you have something to do, just talk about it."
Monica quickly brought a few chairs over.
As the daughter of Marquis Vlad, she has attended many banquets in the upper class, so she naturally knows His Royal Highness.
Prince Kelton was graceful and did not show any dissatisfaction with Long Xiaoshan's neglect. He thanked Monica, then took out a gold-burning invitation and said, "Mr. Long, after hearing your request, our royal family specially held a dinner for you at Buckingham Palace to invite you to attend. This is the invitation for our banquet. I hope Mr. Long can make the time to come."