Chapter 1024: The Messiah surrendered and slaughtered the Vatican

The black water is heavy, and one can kill a divine realm, dark as ink, rolling like a tide.
In the billowing water, a blue dragon over a hundred feet long, distended and twisted like a cyan train.
This dragon is so powerful, the scales explode, the teeth and claws are opened, the blood basin is opened wide, and the living person is swallowed and the mystic water is spewed!
In a blink of an eye, under his claws, a member of the royal family fell and fell like rain from the sky.
噗通 噗通!
The ground was full of corpses and piled up into hills. More and more corpses almost filled the Colosseum and filled the streets of the Imperial Senate, forming a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and thousands of people died in an instant.
"Geng Jin Deity, kill again!"
Jiang Tian was so pleased that he laughed and sang loudly.
Another Gengjin will fall to the ground.
Standing tall, her face is faintly consistent with Jiang Tian, ​​her eyes are like glazed, her nails are like sapphire, and her golden boots with golden swords and golden knives exudes a dazzling light. It's like an ancient of war descending, coming across the vast years, not forever!
Crunchy!
Bang! Bang!
He dragged a wild-looking Gengjin sword with one hand, took a big stride, and swayed down the mountain like a humanoid bulldozer, pushing toward the Vatican and toward St. Peter's Basilica.
Huh!
He smashed and smashed, swooped his fists, and smashed a church with one fist. With a single step, hundreds of people were killed, killed with one stroke, and wiped out a void.
The priests and believers of the Holy See and Brahmin were deadly wounded.
With broken bones and no dead body, that's all lucky.
More directly, it was pushed down by Geng Jinshen, and turned into plasma and mud, or disappeared into ashes.
"Strong, too strong! Jiang Taichu is so strong that he can crush the devil! No wonder he can control the sky!"
The winner ancestor was shocked, his eyes almost stared out.
Countless people are sucking air-conditioners and stunned.
I just feel that what I see today is like a myth.
"One person is crushing the Messiah, slamming the two lines, the eight royal families! Just give me another ten thousand years, and I can't catch up with him!"
At this moment, in the crowd, Su Su shivered, her eyes horrified, and cold sweat came out.
Facing Jiang Tian's monstrous power, he was completely convinced at this time!
The other Chinese royals are scared to death!
Fortunately!
Fortunately, I woke up in time and didn't face Jiang Tian. Otherwise, I do n’t know how to die!
Originally, Jiang Tian's demon went west, and the lone army penetrated deeply. One person slammed the two avenues and many royal families in Europe. Many people did not believe Jiang Tian could win.
Today, I just discovered how terrible and powerful Jiang Tian is!
Only one person, but killing all armies!
This is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
No wonder he dared to kill the Jin family before, ignoring other hidden royals.
Who is such an enemy?
"The Messiah can't support it!"
Suddenly, Tang Linglong laughed.
Everyone looked up.
I saw Jiang Tian's footsteps volleying, walking with his hands, approaching the Vatican all the way.
His eyes were indifferent, and his face was neither sad nor unhappy.
He is like an immortal coming to the dust, with a temperament and an ethereal temperament.
Command the three gods, the goddess of gods, the of Gengjin, and the dragon of black water, to kill tens of thousands of armies.
However, tens of thousands of Feijians are devoting themselves to the Messiah.
"Sword of the Archangel!"
"Hell punished!"
"God's left hand, overthrow the Holy Art!"
Messiah was stained with blood, screaming in anger, and screaming frequently from time to time, holy art frequently appeared, magic weapons do not smash down like money, want to resist Jiang Tian's Wandao Feijian.
But they are not at all!
He was drowned by Feijian, his blood was shining, and the holy light was annihilated. He was beheaded and killed by Feijian again and again, falling into the dust and struggling to support him.
"True God, why not save me! I can't hold it!"
The Messiah fell to the ground again!
Seeing thousands of flying swords coming together, he screamed in exclaim, turned into a holy light and disappeared from the place.
Thousands of flying swords, a slight pause, then stabbed the granite ground to explode, spinning into the earth like a roar of iron dragons.
It was the Messiah who quickly moved from the ground to St. Peter's Basilica.
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Five kilometers away, St. Peter's Cathedral was suddenly torn apart, and countless sword lights shot in all directions.
The spinning and rolling Wandao Feijian, like a metal dragon, emerged from the ground, chasing the figure of Messiah and killing towards the sky.
"Jiang Taichu, I served! Don't kill me, you are the true god! I am willing to serve you!"
Messiah was stained with blood, his skin was fleshy, and his face was desperate and desperate. He suddenly fell on his knees in the sky, worshipped, worshipped for mercy.
At this time, Messiah realized desperately that the so-called true God was also afraid of Jiang Taichu!
The strong man of the bright sacred tribe turned on the teleportation array to escape to the kingdom of heaven, and he did not dare to shake Jiang Tian at all!
The Messiah is just the messenger of the true God, the evangelist, and where Jiang Tian's opponent is, he can only worship.
Wandao Feijian paused around the Messiah, ready to go.
In front of the Messiah, Jiang Tian's long, long Xuanang figure looked extremely tall, as if the true God had come.
"The founder of the Holy See, the spokesperson of the gods, Messiah, bowed to his knees!"
Seeing this scene, everyone was frightened and couldn't believe it, as if facing a myth.
"It's still useful for you, but for others, it's not necessary!"
Jiang Tian's eyes were cold and he took off his sword, but many other supernatural powers did not take it back and continued to kill the Quartet.
"Messiah has surrendered! It is sacred. Adam was not born, was he afraid? Lao Tzu couldn't stand it! Run! Run! Run!"
Master Gaya was so scared that all the dead souls ran, and cold sweat covered his bald head.
After escaping, Xin said that he must find a suitable body to rebirth, lest Jiang Taichu find himself!
He flew against the ground, flickering, and flew for five or six kilometers in a blink of an eye.
But the mother-in-law Aoki's speed was too fast, a green branch came across, like a whip to pull him away!
The other five or six branches, like the rhinoceros, caught him and entangled them.
"Big Admiralty!"
"Twenty-four heavenly supernatural powers!"
"Blood-snake serpentine!"
Master Jiaye's face was drunk and painful, and more than ten kinds of magical powers were displayed together. His body changed rapidly and his works were brilliant.
But useless at all!
His waist and chest were twisted like stalks, his body twisted and deformed, and blood dripped down.
finally!
There was a slamming noise, and Master Gye Ye was also broken, his blood was flying, and it exploded.
"Oh!"
Amidst the harsh sounds, Jiang Tian was a little bit furious, and the branches of Wan Dao Xun God broke out, condensing into fists, spears, and swords.
Suddenly, a pegasus and members of the royal family were tangled alive or penetrated.
哐 Dang!
Jiang Tianjiu used the main flying sword to flutter in the air, piercing a golden flying boat, and a strong Holy See strangled.
When the world Pope Saint Louis just wanted to kneel for mercy, Jiang Tian pointed out coldly, his body exploded, turned into a crystal rain, and died.
A ghostly ghost appeared in the secluded alleys of the southern city of Rome, vaguely the image of Master Gaya.
"Jiang Taichu, this little thief, if you destroy my body, I will crush your body and cramp your skin!"
This soul is tangible and immaterial, consisting of a piece of golden light. It is a very old man, and it is the soul of Jiaye.
He was gritting his teeth and hating the sky, just trying to escape.
Suddenly.
A solid black devil, the size of a grinding disc, condensed out in the air, grinning with a big mouth and grinning, "Sorry, you have no chance!"
He opened his mouth wide and only took a breath.
In the screams and screams of Jiaye's spirits, he held them in his mouth, biting and chewing with interest.
"No! God saves me!"
Vatican, outside the door of St. Peter's Basilica, was madly attacked by the god-in-law tree and blood-stained and severely wounded. St. Paul was despairing and mourning, losing ground and embittered.
"kill!"
He was almost dying. Jiang Tian didn't stop attacking, forcing him to scream in anger, holding his hands empty, and a dark blood-stained lance suddenly condensed in his hands.
Gun of Langinus!
When the Messiah died on the cross, it was this gun that stabbed Messiah and contaminated the Holy Blood!
This is really the spear of God!
Even after more than 1,700 years, the blood on this sacred gun is still bright and red, exuding a mighty divine power!
Huo Qingtian uses the spear of the of imitation, which is an imitation created based on this, but it is already a level of quasi-spiritual!
At this moment, St. Paul felt the ultimate crisis, like a mad tiger, without reservation, and drew a spear to stab at many branches.
Each shot was stabbed with thunder, bursting with sacred blood, and the sacred light was thin enough to shake the sky and easily penetrate a cruiser.
But under the branches of the daughter-in-law tree, it is useless at all!