A powerful man in the Nascent Soul Realm was actually eaten by others.
shame!
Qin Tian was angry, with a strong fighting spirit burning in his body: "You have angered me! I want you to know the true power of a strong man in the Nascent Soul Realm!"
Hula.
During the conversation.
Qin Tian's aura increased rapidly.
A reserved shadow of a roc appeared behind him.
Gradually becoming one with himself.
Eventually, he became his own form.
Roc bird!
Whoosh.
Every time Qin Tian flapped his wings, a strong air current was set off in the auditorium, causing nearby buildings to stagger.
Facing the dual pressure from Qin Tian and Anderson.
Wu Yong's Tai Chi Gate could no longer hold up and collapsed instantly.
The barrier formed at Tai Chi Gate collapsed in an instant.
The powerful airflow instantly overturned the surroundings of the auditorium.
Rumble!
The sound of huge building collapse was heard.
The chaotic crowd of spectators outside suddenly fell silent.
They stared blankly in the direction of the auditorium.
I saw that the originally magnificent auditorium had turned into ruins, with smoke and dust rising everywhere.
"What happened...?"
"Why did the auditorium collapse?"
"Where's the cardinal?"
No one had any idea what was going on.
Looking left and right to learn the truth.
When the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, everyone could see clearly what was going on inside.
I saw a terrifying-looking monster standing in the center of the auditorium, and opposite the monster was a big bird whose body was completely dark.
The cardinals, who were all looking forward to it, were being protected by a man and a woman, looking towards the center of the auditorium with horrified faces.
this……
Everyone's expressions were dull.
They were completely unable to understand the scene they saw in front of them.
Isn’t it about the papal election?
And the results are already out!
Why is the earth shaking again, the auditorium collapsing again, and monsters appearing?
Everyone was completely confused.
"Junior brother, if you really can't protect the people here, put them into the little demon refining pot first, so as not to affect them."
After Qin Tian shouted, he flapped his wings and flew towards Anderson.
After restoring the body.
Qin Tian's speed increased by another level.
Wu Yong's spiritual mind was completely unable to capture his flight trajectory.
The dignified Senior Wu.
Now that they have become embarrassed spectators, they can only protect the cardinals from being affected.
"Don't be nervous, everyone, I will take you to a safe place."
So far.
It can be called a safe place.
Only the small demon refining pot remains.
He opened the small demon pot and put everyone in St. Peter's Church into it.
Suddenly enter a new space.
Everyone was frightened.
"Where is this!"
"Let us out quickly!"
Because Wu Yong deliberately separated them, what they saw was a vast white space.
Faced with a bunch of people shouting constantly.
Wu Yong shouted: "Everyone, please be quiet!"
His voice was like thunder, making everyone's eardrums numb, and everything inside suddenly became quiet.
Someone in the crowd recognized Wu Yong.
It was at the dinner party that the miracle doctor saved the Bishop of Marseille.
"Oh, I recognize him. His medical skills are very good."
"Yes, I also remembered that he saved the Bishop of Marseille."
"Isn't that the Bishop of Marseille?"
Someone loudly asked the Bishop of Marseille: "Bishop of Marseille, what on earth is going on!"
When the Bishop of Marseille first arrived, he was also very nervous. But when he saw that Wu Yong was still there, he immediately felt relieved. He cleared his throat and said to everyone: "Don't panic, everyone. You have all seen the situation outside. Mr. Wu is here to protect you."
That’s what brought us here.”
All those who came to watch the ceremony were Christians.
After the cardinal spoke, everyone lowered their guard a lot.
But what is happening outside is undoubtedly what everyone is most concerned about.
Someone asked further: "So, Mr. Bishop, what is going on outside? Has the pope been elected?"
"this……"
The cardinals looked at each other.
I don't know how to explain it either.
The reasons are so complicated that even the parties involved may not be able to explain them clearly.
The Bishop of Marseille was also at a loss and didn't know how to explain to the believers watching the ceremony.
At this time.
Wu Yong said calmly: "Of course the Pope has been elected."
Swish swish swish.
Everyone's eyes turned towards him.
The choice of the Pope is obviously one of the issues that everyone is most concerned about.
Someone asked loudly: "So who is the pope?"
Wu Yong pointed to himself: "That's me."
ah!
The whole audience was shocked!
You can tell by looking at everyone's expressions that probably 99% of people don't believe it.
"Are you kidding me?"
"How can you be the Pope!"
"You're not even a cardinal!"
Doubts came like a flood.
Wu Yong did not explain, but turned his attention to the Bishop of Marseille: "If you don't believe it, you can ask other cardinals."
The pressure suddenly came to the Bishop of Marseille.
The Bishop of Marseille is also confused.
He didn't know how to explain it to the believers. Could it be that the Wu Yong in front of him was the black bishop before, and they jointly set up a trap for the Blood Clan and successfully destroyed the Vampire Clan's conspiracy?
If he said this, it would inevitably expose his and other cardinals' current vampire identities.
In this case, the psychological impact on these believers is immeasurable.
It is estimated that few people can afford to live there.
Even if you can endure it, your faith may collapse.
So...he can't tell the truth.
The Bishop of Marseille was complaining in his heart and looked at Wu Yong with resentment in his eyes. It was really troublesome to throw such a big bomb to him.
"What the hell is going on!"
"Your Majesty, please give us an explanation!"
"We all want to know the truth!"
Facing a flood of doubts.
The Bishop of Marseille's mind was buzzing. He struggled for a while, but he really couldn't think of any good solution.
Just raise your hands high.
"Everyone, be quiet."
Swish.
The whole place fell silent in unison.
Waiting for his explanation.
The Bishop of Marseille took a deep breath and said: "The thing is like this. In fact, the Mr. Wu standing in front of you is our black Bishop Hotson. You don't have to be shocked. Bishop Hotson is Asian. He usually
His face is used to confuse the enemy. Only a few people, including me, know his true identity."
It sounds like a far-fetched explanation.
It is inevitable to be questioned.
In order to prove his words, the Bishop of Marseille added: "If you don't believe it, you can ask other bishops."
Park Chi Chi and the others are now like grasshoppers on a rope with the Bishop of Marseille.
To cover up lies.
They immediately agreed.
But some people still didn't believe it and asked: "Since you have known his identity for a long time, why did you act like you were meeting him for the first time at the previous dinner?"
"this……"
The Bishop of Marseille was immediately stunned by the question. (To be continued)