Those horses seemed to be severely stimulated and were extremely frightened.
The Tianma in the front row stopped suddenly, but the Tianma behind could not control it, and they all rushed forward, neighing Lu-
The Tianma screamed and rolled, and broke into a ball.
The Holy Crusaders on the horse's back were naturally affected and they rolled down in a mess.
The little black cat meowed again.
All the eyes of those Tianma showed a strange red color, running wildly, and even attacking the Holy Crusaders.
"Damn it, what's going on?"
The horse under St. Augustus' crotch also lost control. He soared and looked at the Holy Crusader who was in a mess. His face looked ugly, and his eyes suddenly turned and fell on the little black cat.
He is in the realm of divineness.
It can be seen that the culprit of all this is the little black cat.
"Monster, seeking death!"
St. Augustus held the holy sword and slashed at the little black cat. However, the little black cat meowed, and his figure flashed and disappeared. St. Augustus was startled. The next moment, he suddenly felt
No, there seems to be something on the top of your head.
He raised his hand and grabbed it.
But the black cat was slapped into black mist by his palm, and penetrated into St. Augustus's body.
St. Augustus's face suddenly twisted, and a struggle appeared. A trace of black mist appeared on the edge of his pupils and spread into the middle. A golden light spread in the middle of his pupils, as if he was trying his best to resist the invasion of the black mist.
But it was useless. The black fog was extremely evil and in a blink of an eye it swallowed all the gold in his pupils.
Both of St. Augustus' eyes became extremely dark, without a trace of white eyes, and the sacred aura on his body was replaced by an extremely evil and dark aura.
He turned around suddenly, rushed towards the Holy Crusade with a holy sword in his hand, and waved the holy sword.
Puff!
More than a dozen Holy Crusaders were killed.
St. Augustus is in the divine realm, and of course it is not an ordinary Saint Crusade. Especially now, the Saint Crusades are all lifted off the horse by Tianma, which is in chaos and cannot stop St. Augustus's killing.
Slaughtered by St. Augustus like chopping melons and vegetables.
In the sky, I heard a scream below.
St. Bruce looked ugly. What's going on? He asked St. Augustus to sneak attack Longmen and catch Long Xiaoshan's family and threaten them.
As a result, St. Augustus started to slash his own people.
He did not notice that St. Augustus had been controlled by the black cat transformed by the disaster.
But at this time, the dragon's eyes were filled with murderous aura.
Of course he saw what St. Augustus was doing. These bastards actually wanted to threaten his family in front of him.
It's really a search for death!
"The gun is coming!"
Long Xiaoshan shouted suddenly, and he soared into the air and grabbed the void.
A dragon roar suddenly came from the mountain behind the collapsed Longmen. Immediately afterwards, a golden five-clawed golden dragon rose into the sky and flew in at a high speed.
Bang!
Long Xiaoshan grabbed the five-clawed golden dragon.
The dragon roars never stop.
It's the Panlong Spear!
Long Xiaoshan is in Kunlun Mountain to find the whereabouts of Panlong Spear, but Panlong Spear has been found by Longmen. Long Xiaoshan's natal weapon, naturally, Longmen cannot let it wander outside.
It has always been worshipped in the dragon gate.
The dragon gate was broken, and Long Xiaoshan naturally sensed the existence of the Panlong Spear.
The dragon spear was in his hand, and the golden dragon transformed from the gun soul on it kept hovering, making long and exciting whistles, as if we were welcoming the return of the master.
Long Xiaoshan held the Dragon Spear in his hand and said lightly: "Old guy, it's been a long time since I saw you. It's time to let you thirst and drink the blood of your enemies."
The spear was shaken.
The vital energy in the void surged wildly, like sea water pouring down.
The Panlong Spear burst out with a heart-shaking golden light. The dragon ridge on the Panlong Spear seemed to come alive, with teeth and claws and roaring hideously.
That terrifying power.
Even the Pope and others were trembling violently.
Just now, Long Xiaoshan could defeat the five of them with bare hands.
What's more, Long Xiaoshan is now in hand.
The true energy of Long Xiaoshan swept through, and the man and the gun joined together, turned into a golden dragon that was young and rushed over.
The Pope Company sacrificed its full strength to expel the Holy Grail, and the extremely rich holy light seemed to turn into a holy river and swept across it. However, the five-clawed golden dragon rushed over, clamoring.
The holy river was also torn apart.
Click!
The Holy Grail trembled violently, and the Dragon Spear directly stabbed the Holy Grail. The Holy Grail made a whine sound, and the Pope couldn't control it, causing the Holy Grail to fly out of its hand.
Long Xiaoshan broke through the Holy Grail attack, but the castration continued.
With a loud roar, the Panlong Spear enveloped the four people.
When the Pope faced that terrible offensive, he could not care about others, and urged the crown of thorns to protect himself with all his might.
The gun force hit the Pope, which kept annihilated the divine light on its body. However, the Crown of Thorns is worthy of being a protective holy weapon of the Holy See. The holy power is endless, and it finally resisted the terrible gun force.
But others are not so lucky.
St. Nicholas was first penetrated by the gun, and even his body and soul were completely exploded.
He was once a divine realm imprisoned by Blue Shield Company and had fought against M Country with Long Xiaoshan. However, if he dared to invade Longmen, Long Xiaoshan would not be able to let him go.
The foolish man of the sand was also swept by guns.
Turned into yellow sand in the sky, trying to escape.
However, the killing power of the Panlong Spear is so terrible. This is a thunder tribulation spiritual weapon, a more rare and powerful spiritual weapon than the top-grade spiritual weapon. It is even more powerful in the hands of Long Xiaoshan, the top divine realm.
The hole passed through the yellow sand in the sky, and lightning passed by, and a scream came from inside.
The power of the soul attached to the yellow sand was annihilated.
Even if the immortal body is destroyed, the soul will die.
The yellow sand fell all over the sky, turning into a pool of gray dead sand. The fourth place in the Gods List, the fool of the sand fell!
Then the Thousand-Handed Holy Monk.
He almost fought to the death, and the Qibao Miao Tree Staff brushed the Panlong Spear, click!
This Buddhist treasure is broken like a treasure.
After all, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree Staff is just a top-grade spiritual weapon, not as good as the thunder tribulation spiritual weapon. Under the striking force, the Buddha treasure was damaged, and the spears penetrated into the Thousand-Handed Holy Monk, but the Thousand-Handed Holy Monk once again floated a hundred meters.
outside.
The pierced holy monk turned into a broken petal.
His undead weapon saved his life again.
The Thousand-Handed Holy Monk who escaped was full of horror, turned into a Buddha's light, and fled in an instant.
The two times he relied on escorting on the undead weapon, which made the Thousand-Handed Holy Monk already scared. After all, the undead weapon is not infinite. His spiritual weapon can block it at most three times, and he has been used twice now.
If he stays, he can only run if he can block it.
The dragon smiled indifferently, ran away, and dreamed.
He would not leave any hidden dangers anymore, and the spear flew out again, as if he had ignored the space, and instantly stabbed the Thousand-Handed Holy Monk.
Qianshou screamed strangely and could only activate the magic weapon to resist.
Puff!
He appeared a hundred meters away, watching his surrogate weapon completely shattered, and he had no time to feel heartbroken and was about to escape, suddenly his chest chilled. He looked down and saw that his heart had been pierced by a spear.
"What, why?" A hint of unwillingness appeared in his eyes.
Long Xiaoshan slowly pulled out his spear and shook his head lightly: "I really think that a necromancer can save your life infinitely. I have escaped twice, and I can still let you run away the third time?"