Michael, as the archangel among the Seraphs, has always been the most powerful being under the Pope.
Especially the power of Seraph in her body, once fully activated, she can even fight the Pope!
But facing Ye Chen, Michael was defeated without even using the power of Seraph.
This scene shocked everyone.
"This sealing technique is somewhat similar to the sealing methods of these four demon gods, but it is obviously stronger."
This was Ye Chen's first time using the sealing technique, and the effect was much more powerful than he expected.
"Next, only Remiel and Uriel are left."
At this time, Ye Chen turned his head and looked at Lemuel and others not far away, who were surrounded by four demon gods.
As the weakest combatants among the Seraphs, they have fallen into a disadvantage under the encirclement and suppression of these four demon gods.
Even if Ye Chen doesn't take action, Remiel and others may not be able to win.
"These four demon gods are indeed extraordinary. After I enter Ning Yuan, I may be able to absorb the power of Pluto in the Olympus Temple and let these four demon gods enter the realm of Ning Yuan."
When Ye Chen thought of this, a look of anticipation flashed in his eyes.
Once these four demon gods really enter the realm of condensation, their help to Ye Chen will be much greater.
The four Ning Yuan level thugs who will not fall will probably give even the strong men of Kunlunxu a headache.
At the same time, Pope Peter's face became a little solemn.
"Isn't this the power of the Lord God? Is this an Eastern magic? It's really extraordinary."
Pope Peter looked at Ye Chen not far away, with a bright light shining in his old eyes.
"Old Peter, aren't you going to take action? If you don't take action, the remaining four people will probably be wiped out."
Avril turned to look at Pope Peter and said with a half-smile.
Pope Peter narrowed his eyes and suddenly sighed.
"Lemuel, Uriel, Sariel, Raguel, stop, you have already lost."
Pope Peter said softly, without the slightest hint of blame in his words.
"Your Majesty the Pope, we have not been defeated, and we cannot be defeated!"
Uriel roared with a ferocious expression.
"Retreat, there is no point in continuing to fight. As a strong man of the Holy See and the spokesperson of God, admitting your failure is also part of your practice."
Pope Peter said with a smile.
After hearing what Pope Peter said, although Uriel and others still wanted to continue fighting, they still retreated with aggrieved expressions.
Seeing this, Ye Chen also took back the four phantoms of the demon gods.
Under the leadership of Adele, the Holy See's priests directly used the Holy See's light magic to heal Michael and others.
However, Ye Chen's fist power is extremely domineering, and it is difficult to completely wipe out the remaining fist power in the wound in a short period of time.
"Pluto is indeed China's genius that only appears in a millennium. I admire you. If you can join the Holy See, I am willing to offer this holy vine with my own hands as a gift from God."
Pope Peter looked at Ye Chen, with a flash of admiration in his eyes.
"Pope Peter, you actually want to invite me to join the Holy See?"
Ye Chen frowned and looked at Pope Peter with a strange expression.
This request was indeed beyond Ye Chen's expectations.
"Pope Peter, I am an atheist. Only by believing in myself can I become stronger."
Ye Chen shook his head and directly declined Pope Peter's conditions.
"That's really a pity."
Pope Peter sighed, his eyes full of regret.
"I have long heard that Pope Peter is the most powerful person in the Holy See. Today, Ye will ask for advice."
Ye Chen squinted his eyes, his eyes full of strong fighting spirit.
"As you wish!"
Pope Peter held the papal scepter and took a slight step forward.
Boom!
The entire Holy See seemed to tremble, and an invisible wave of light spread from Pope Peter's feet to the surrounding area.
In an instant, Pope Peter's old body suddenly burst out with a bright holy light, his silver-white hair turned dark, and his old skin began to become moist and shiny.
The originally short stature began to grow taller, and muscles appeared on Pope Peter's body.
In just one breath, Pope Peter transformed from an old man into a strong middle-aged man.
An extremely strong aura suddenly spread from Pope Peter's body.
"What a strong breath."
Ye Chen squinted his eyes, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
The aura that Pope Peter is releasing now is not inferior to that of Zhang Jianyi.
Especially since this is the Holy See, the home court of Pope Peter, the strength he has shown will be even stronger.
"Hades, I haven't shown such a posture for a long time. I hope you won't disappoint me."
Pope Peter said in a low voice, with a bright light blooming in his eyes.
"Pope Peter, I must take this Stephania vine today."
Ye Chen laughed loudly, and the ancient god's body bloomed with a bright light, and punched Pope Peter.
The white robe on Pope Peter's body moved automatically without any wind, and he held the papal scepter and smashed it towards Ye Chen.
A white holy light shines on the papal scepter, and a terrifying aura flashes from the papal scepter.
Suddenly, Ye Chen's fist collided with the papal scepter, and a terrifying roar broke out!
Pope Peter felt a huge trembling sound coming from the tiger's mouth, and then the papal scepter shook slightly, and was directly knocked back by Ye Chen's punch.
"His physical body is actually so strong?"
Pope Peter frowned slightly.
The papal scepter is the first sacred instrument of the Holy See and is absolutely indestructible.
But Ye Chen's physical body was able to collide head-on with the Pope's scepter, which shows that the other person's physical body is comparable to a holy weapon.
Although we know that Ye Chen is very strong physically, only through a real fight can we know Ye Chen's true strength.
"Pope Peter, please take a punch from me!"
Ye Chen let out a loud roar, his energy and blood boiling around his body, and he punched Pope Peter.
"God-killing!"
Following Ye Chen's command, a bright black light blasted out from Ye Chen's fist.
This fist was so solid that it was like a beam of light, directly crossing the sky and the earth and bombarding Pope Peter.
"Holy sanction!"
Pope Peter's eyes were extremely calm, and he just spit out four ancient characters!
In an instant, the Holy See's light power fluctuated violently, and a holy pillar of light appeared above Pope Peter's head.
This beam of light was as thick as a bucket, and there were even faint golden thunders surrounding it, and then it suddenly fell towards Ye Chen.
Looking around, everyone's eyes are filled with holy light!