Countless people were shocked. Ye Tian actually slapped the Pope with a huge seal and was about to rush into the bronze hall.

The tall copper door was open and it was too late to close it. After all, Ye Tian was too fast.

boom!

Suddenly, the bronze palace burst out with terrifying power, and the holy light poured out from the gate like a mountain torrent. The roaring wind like a steel knife was whistling, and even a chaos appeared, blocking Ye Tian from rushing in as if he was destroying the world.

Ye Tian stood still, allowing his body to be swallowed by the torrent of holy light and strangled by the wind blowing.

He has the Great Seal of the Sky to protect his body and the magical powers of the Chaos Divine Realm. These destructions cannot hurt him at all.

His eyes were like torches, and two golden divine flames burst out, penetrated the fog of holy light, looked into the hall, trying to get a glimpse of the truth.

However, there is a restriction here, which is very powerful. Even his fire eyes and golden pupils cannot penetrate, and his spiritual sense is also useless.

This is something he has never seen before. He can't even see a bronze palace.

boom!

Ye Tian activated his spirit and a terrifying wave of terrifying waves rushed from him in an instant. The golden blood rushed, and his whole body shone with divine light, making his momentum rise to a new level, terrifying.

Everyone on the ground was filled with palpitations and almost suffocating. Although Ye Tian turned his back to them, it also made them feel like they were thorns on their backs, as if they were locked by the most evil beast in the world.

boom!

Then, another loud shock, Ye Tian's hair was golden and dancing wildly, and he stepped out suddenly, and went up against the torrent of the holy light and approached the bronze hall.

He walked firmly and looked cold, knowing that there was a tiger in the mountain, he went to the tiger mountain.

Boom!

Suddenly, in the torrential holy light, an archangel with four wings spreading behind him flew out, his body was as crystal clear as glass, and his light was brilliant, like a nine-day divine phoenix reborn in Nirvana, breaking through the shackles and soaring in the nine-day sky.

"The true angel of God!"

Suddenly, countless people exclaimed, blinded and were about to worship.

The true god angel is an angel in mythology and legend. He lives in heaven with pure bloodlines and is beyond the reach of the descendants of angels with thin bloodlines today.

This is a powerful creature. As soon as it flew out of the bronze hall, a terrifying wave swept across the world, shaking the clouds in all directions, and strange noises broke out in the sky.

"No, you can see carefully that he is wearing a purple gold crown on his head and a purple gold holy emperor robe. It is older than the one who was Pope Francis. Can he be the Pope?" Someone exclaimed, with a question on his forehead.

Ye Tian and the angel were almost face to face, and they saw clearly than anyone else.

As someone saw it on the ground, this angel was wearing an old purple gold holy emperor robe, but it was not Francis.

Moreover, this man had no breath of life and his eyes were empty, as if he was a walking corpse.

In the flash of lightning, Ye Tian understood that this was not an ancient angel, but an ancient emperor in the Holy Church. After his death, he was recast with his flesh shell through a secret technique.

His body is like glass, with bright flames and full of light. This is the body of glass of light created by the faith and thoughts of sentient beings. It is comparable to a holy body, very powerful and almost indestructible.

This is a war puppet, or a war slave!

The Holy Church is so cruel that it actually refined the ancient emperor sacrifice into war weapons, and people cannot live in peace after death.

Ye Tian couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

"I know who he is. The third pope of the Holy Church, St. Martin. There are portraits of previous popes in the temple of the Holy Church. I have seen this person." Another scream came from the crowd on the ground, and a stone stirred up a thousand waves, making everyone uneasy.

"Oh my God, the eighth pope, it's thousands of years since now. He is still alive. Is this immortal?"

"I understand. Going into heaven will lead to eternal life! The Pope is sincere and not deceives others!"

...

There was a hustle and countless people bowed to each other.

How could they know that the ancient emperor Saint Martin is no longer the original Saint Martin, it is just a war puppet.

As the saying goes, the Taoist vanishes, even if the Holy Church has a secret method to help the ancient emperor recast his body and sacrifice and refine it into a war puppet, the combat power cannot be preserved, and there will be great losses.

In the void, I saw that the eighth ancient emperor of the Holy Church, Martin, was winged across the sky, his body was like a chariot, rushed out of the bronze hall, raised his fist and blasted Ye Tian over.

Boom!

It was as if two meteorites collided, and the void was shaking. There was a ray of burning light that drowned the sky, as if it was creating the world, chaos tumbling.

"Who's winning?"

Countless people widened their eyes and looked up at the sky, in front of the towering palace.

Soon, all the light disappeared, and there was only a young man standing in front of the hall. Although it was thin, the bursting aura was even more majestic than the mountains.

His hands were each carrying a leg, each connecting half of his body, and they could be combined into one person.

"He actually...?"

Suddenly, the audience was silent and everyone was stunned.

That was a powerful ancient emperor. He was a earth immortal during his lifetime. After his death, he was sacrificed and refined into a war puppet. Although his combat power declined, judging from the bursting aura, he still had the level of the earth immortal. He was torn to death. It was so unbelievable.

Ye Tian waved his hand and threw out the two halves of the ancient emperor Saint Martin's body as if throwing garbage.

In the void, light rain dots and the body of light glaze is decomposing, turning into divine light, moistening the world.

Amid the frightened and angry eyes of everyone, the gate of the bronze hall shook violently, and another figure rushed out, wearing a purple gold holy emperor robe and a purple gold crown, which was even older than the eighth ancient emperor saint Martin.

"The Sixth Pope of the Holy Church, St. Austin!"

Someone recognized the ancient emperor at first sight and was shocked.

There is no doubt that this is also a war puppet. The body of light glass is very powerful and has a majestic figure, but there are no wings behind it, and there may be no angel bloodline.

However, the aura bursting out from him was even more terrifying than St. Martin.

clang!

He held a golden spear in his hand and stabbed Ye Tian in his head, like an antelope hanging its horns, pulling out a mysterious trajectory and dazzling light, accompanied by the roar of heavenly sounds.

This is a stunning spear, as if it is in line with the Great Way of Heaven and Earth, faster than lightning, sharper than the Sky Sword, and is so powerful that it tear apart the void and stabs Ye Tian in front of him almost instantly.

At this moment, countless people were full of fear and cold air was coming out of their spine.

Above the sharp spear tip, there are thousands of strands of light, and each strand can kill a divine realm.

Such a stunning spear, there is no reason not to kill the young demon king!

clang!

Ye Tian's fingers were like divine gold, and endless treasure rays burst out, and a divine light burst out at his fingertips. He pointed out suddenly and actually resisted the Sixth Ancient Emperor's spear. The tip of the needle hit the wheat light, and a shocking sound broke out, splashing endless sparks.
Chapter completed!