One of the Holy Lord's arms was chopped off by Ye Qinghuan.
His body retreated crazily, and there was a trace of panic on his face. He never thought that with all his strength, he would be defeated by the young man in front of him.
After stopping the bleeding, the Holy Lord stared at Ye Qinghuan from a distance, like a hungry wolf. His chest was rising and falling, obviously burning with huge anger.
He couldn't believe that one of his arms would be cut off.
"Holy Lord!"
The long-haired saint also screamed in surprise.
The blonde female saint's eyes flickered, she couldn't believe it, the scene in front of her was shocking.
"This, this" Duolun's eyes also flickered. He discovered that the Holy See had also far underestimated the strength of this Ye Shashen.
"Has his strength reached the level of the Pope?"
"If the Pope is born, will he be able to fight the Pope?"
The elders of the Holy See also spoke out one after another, extremely surprised and shocked by Ye Qinghuan's strength.
Their hearts began to waver. Ye Qinghuan seemed to be able to fight Ye Qinghuan.
"Hmph, he is very powerful, but it is far from enough to fight the Pope. He only hurts the Holy Lord." Duolun snorted coldly.
Although he surrendered to Ye Qinghuan first, it was just an expedient measure for him. He is a very rational person.
He has a clear understanding of the Pope's strength.
"The former Pope was able to do all this easily. Now that the Pope has disappeared for so many years, his strength is beyond our ability to guess."
Duolun said in a deep voice.
Everyone nodded in their hearts. Yes, the Pope is such a powerful figure. He has suppressed Europe for a century and countless talented people are no match for the Pope.
It was at the time of the World War that the Pope took action alone, overpowering the powerful men of all countries, and over a century, Europe became what it is today.
Such a man has not appeared for hundreds of years, how can he be compared to just Hua Chenxi.
"Yes, yes, what Elder Duolun said is that we were just surprised for a moment. After all, no one in this world can compare with the Pope!"
"Even the Chinese God of Death is still a little inferior to the Pope!"
Su Jingyi stood on the cliff, listening to the conversation of these elders, her heart trembling wildly, looking at the black and indifferent figure in the sky, her emotions were very complicated.
This man is so powerful that she may never be able to touch him in her lifetime.
"Master, you are a useless disciple. You will never have a chance to defeat him. Let him kneel in front of your grave and admit his mistake!" Su Jingyi thought in her heart.
The man in the sky is so powerful.
That cold, arrogant and invincible figure was so destructive and so dominant that Su Jingyi felt almost desperate.
"Now, I'll give you a chance, kneel down, surrender, and spare your life." Ye Qinghuan said calmly.
Cutting off one of the Holy Lord's arms left him without any disturbance in his heart. This invincible giant in the eyes of everyone was, after all, just a small character in Ye Qinghuan's heart.
The Holy Lord's strength is pretty good. With a subordinate like this, he can control Europe more firmly.
"Haha, haha, do you think you are really invincible?" The Holy Lord laughed angrily, letting out an extremely perverted laugh that penetrated people's hearts and made people's scalp numb.
"The background of my dark forces is beyond your imagination. How can one person fight against our entire dark forces? You deserve to die!"
The Holy Lord's hair is disheveled, his eyes are shining fiercely, his energy is shining, and he is invincible.
"The Chinese God of Killing, today is the day he falls!"
The Holy Lord shouted angrily in his eyes.
The expressions of the two saint sons changed, and the expressions of the elders behind them also changed, their eyes solemn and horrified.
"puff"
The Holy Lord vomited blood directly, and the blood danced wildly, as if outlining strange lines, flowing in the air. The Holy Lord's momentum suddenly increased sharply, and he burned his life force to forcibly increase his strength.
"Disciples of the dark forces, set up a formation!"
The Holy Lord shouted loudly, and the crowd suddenly surged. The two Holy Sons and more than thirty elders shot out one after another, spreading all over the void. Suddenly, strange lines appeared in the air.
Leng Lie's murderous intention suddenly appeared, but the lines became clearer and clearer, with a special Taoist charm, killing Leng Lie.
"The headquarters of the dark forces indeed has a killing array passed down from ancient times. No wonder even the Pope is unwilling to set foot in it!" Duolun's face was suffocated.
"This killing array has been deep in the dark castle, protecting the dark forces for hundreds of years and allowing them to flourish. It's terrible!"
"The formation hasn't been formed yet, but I can already feel the cold murderous intent. It's freezing to the bone. Its power is several times that of that gray giant sword. Who can resist this!"
"The Holy Master consumes his life force to be able to barely open a trace. How terrifying is this formation?"
The elders of the Holy See were talking a lot, and their faces changed wildly. They felt the crisis, and the dark power was indeed unfathomable.
Their previous happiness disappeared in an instant.
Once Ye Qinghuan dies, they will definitely die.
"We can only hope that after they laid out a killing move to fight Ye Qinghuan, they were exhausted and unable to fight us again!" everyone thought in their minds.
The sky gradually darkened, and everything was shrouded in darkness.
The array of sacrifices was like a red thread, and it seemed to be composed of blood. It spread all over the nine heavens and ten places. There was no way for Ye Qinghuan to retreat, both above and below the ground.
"This killing formation is indeed very powerful. It has a very ancient aura and its killing power is very powerful. If I were in my heyday, I would be able to break through this killing formation."
"But now, if it is a complete killing array, I am afraid I will be strangled instantly. Only the blood-killing beads can take me to escape!"
"It's a pity that all they got was the incomplete part of this ultimate move. I can sense that this formation pattern is very incomplete, and these people are far from utilizing this part."
Ye Qinghuan did not panic, he murmured carefully in his heart.
"Haha, Ye Killing God, how about our formation?" The Holy Lord laughed wildly, and despite the blood at the corner of his mouth, his face turned pale, "Today, when the dark killing formation comes out, you will not be able to escape for nine days and ten places!"
The Holy Master's hair was dancing wildly and he smiled coldly. His eyes were cold and he hated Ye Qinghuan.
"Stab it!"
At this time, there was a gathering of white light in the black sky, which was the power of thunder. Bits of thunder power gathered towards the center of the sky, making a crackling sound.
The rolling thunder kept gathering, and the black killing array suddenly looked extremely terrifying. The white thunder flashed with dazzling light and could explode at any time.
"Hmph, Chinese Killer God, let this power of thunder destroy you!"