God level negative second generation

Taal Volcano, the sky is gloomy.

The eruption of the volcano has been over for more than half an hour, but the volcanic ash is still raging, and acid rain is about to fall.

"Huh, it's really hot..."

In the quiet crater, a figure emerged from the unsolidified magma layer.

Yu Fan jumped onto the surrounding volcanic rocks, feeling a sudden drop in the surrounding temperature, which made him feel much more comfortable.

"Swimming" underground for more than half an hour, even if he has survived a catastrophe, his cultivation base is profound, and it is very difficult to endure.

This is also the reason why he practiced the mental method of "Yu Qing Fu Li Jing" and has great supernatural powers.

If it were another master of the same realm, it probably wouldn't last so long.

"There is only less than [-]% of the real essence left. If those people from the Holy Light Church want to make things difficult for me, it will be difficult."

The price of opening the Qiankun Bracelet is quite high.

Feeling the little mana left in his body, he frowned slightly.

But I'm not afraid of anything.

With the Purple Ribbon Clothes and the Eight Diagrams Mirror, even if he has only a sliver of mana left, he can still support Dalton, a third-level envoy, for a long time.

Stimulating the mana to evaporate the sweat stains on his body, he made several vertical leaps on the volcanic rock and jumped to the edge of the mountain top.

However, just as he was about to go down the mountain, the scene in front of him stunned him!
I saw four figures lying horizontally on the hillside.

One of them was an old man with silver curly hair and a white robe——Cardinal Dalton Clive!
Beside him, are Judge Campbell, Paladin Wilson, and Paladin Arnold.

The four fell to the ground with scars all over their bodies and no breath.

Dalton's white robe was torn in several places and was stained red with blood.The body was twisted in a strange posture, even the bones were broken, it was extremely miserable.

The magic weapon "Book of Holy Light" in his hand also fell to the ground and was torn in two.

Life, naturally, has already been cut off.

Dalton Clive, dead!
was killed!

"How could this happen!" Yu Fan said in shock.

He's only been gone for half an hour!

The strength of Dalton's third-level envoy is already considered a very strong existence in the world.

This kind of strong man, even in a situation where he cannot be beaten, has the ability to escape.

But now Dalton and his three guards all died here, and it looked like they didn't have much ability to resist before they died, they were almost tortured!
"Who is so bold that he dared to attack and kill the core elders of the Church of the Holy Light?" Yu Fan wondered.

What is certain is that the person who makes the shot is at least the existence of the fourth heaven realm!
There are only a few dozen of these strong people in the whole world.

There were only a dozen people, but one of them came to Taal Volcano, and even attacked and killed the core elder of the Holy Light Church, a top power.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?
That's strange!
There must be something wrong!
Yu Fan secretly became suspicious.

He squatted down and carefully examined the bodies of Dalton and others.

Obviously, the four people were directly crushed to bones, shattered internal organs, and beaten to death by brutal force.

Among them, Judge Campbell's death was the most tragic. Half of his head was shattered, red and white objects were all over the floor, and there was a huge fist mark on his chest, which almost pierced his body.

The two paladins were slightly better, with only a dent in their chest, probably killed by a single punch.

Dalton should have experienced the war.There were many broken bones, dislocated limbs, and protruding eyes. He experienced unimaginable pain before his death.

Yu Fan sighed.

Although the tone and actions of Dalton and others made him a little unhappy, but in a blink of an eye, the living person disappeared, which still made him a little emotional.

"It's a pity that decades of practice were ruined."

"I don't know who did it."

"There are quite a few powerhouses on Earth who specialize in strength, including wild fighters from Siberia, primitive blood descendants from Africa, Asura from South Asia, King Kong Arhats from China, and super reformers from North America...all of which are listed here. The Church of the Holy Light is on the opposite side, only Asura and the primitive blood descendants, could it be...they?"

Yu Fan went through the list of powerhouses in his mind.

However, he lacked concrete evidence and could not determine who did it.

After all, it is difficult to talk about ability. In this relatively peaceful age, many people will keep their cards and don't show their true strength.

People who seem fragile can also be extremely brave.

"What should I do, should I tell the Pope?" He thought to himself.

One of the eight cardinals of the Church of the Holy Light died. This is a blockbuster that will cause a major earthquake in the world of practitioners on Earth.

With the church's behavior style, it will definitely do its best to investigate the murderer, and hunt down and kill him at all costs until he dies.

Even the person who reported the death would become the object of suspicion and cause a lot of trouble.

What Yu Fan dislikes the most in his life is trouble, so he is a little hesitant.

While he was hesitating, at the foot of the mountain about a few hundred meters away, there was a bearded middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, who was constantly pressing the shutter button of the camera in his hand.

A telephoto lens shortens the distance of the picture.

In the picture, a Chinese youth in casual clothes is groping for several corpses on the ground.

From this angle, Dalton's tone-colored hair and white robes can be photographed, as well as the broken Book of Light.

The middle-aged bearded man finished taking a group of photos, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, he turned and disappeared into the woods.

……

"Forget it, it's better not to talk about it. My friendship with the Pope is basically based on the master. If the master is gone, he may not give me much face. Anyway, Dalton is in a high position, and the church will definitely soon I will know the news of his death and send someone over to check the situation. I don't need to do anything extra and cause trouble for myself."

Yu Fan made a decision in his mind and planned to leave.

However, just in case, being investigated by the church, he still took out his mobile phone, took a few photos, and recorded the fatal injuries on Dalton and others.

Afterwards, he used a little trick to cover up his whereabouts, and floated down Taal Volcano.

Ten minutes later, Yu Fan returned to Mara City.

It took nearly 2 hours to go back and forth, and the flight has resumed. Li Xixia and others have already returned to China, and they are probably on the way now.

Yu Fan thought that there were still many things at home that required him to go back to take charge of the overall situation, so he didn't want to stay too long, so he bought the latest batch of flights and prepared to return.

Although he didn't bring a passport, he himself has already obtained the privilege of passage in major countries and regions around the world. He only needs to swipe his face with the security system to pass directly.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, the passenger plane took off, and Yu Fan set foot on the way back home.

At the same time, at the headquarters of the Holy Light Church tens of thousands of kilometers away, a group of powerful angels and paladins also held an emergency meeting.

"Raphael, are you sure about the news?" The pope in a gold-rimmed white robe asked a handsome middle-aged blond man.

The blond middle-aged man made a knight salute, "Your Majesty, the icon has responded, and Cardinal Dalton has returned to the embrace of God the Father."

Boom!
The golden scepter was stuck on the ground, and the Pope's face darkened instantly.

"Yu Fan..." He read a name, and said in a deep voice: "Before Dalton was killed, he sent me a message saying that he met a Chinese immortal cultivator named Yu Fan."

"Yu Fan! Did he do it?"

Many people were shocked and stood up.

The rest of the people who didn't know Yu Fan asked: "What's the matter, is this Chinese immortal cultivator very powerful?"

The pope's majestic silver eyes exuded indifferent brilliance, and he said in an emotionless tone: "He is not powerful, but his master is Taiwei Taoist Lord."

"..."

Everyone gasped, and the entire Faith Hall was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

After a while, the silver-haired girl sitting at the bottom said timidly: "That Taiwei Taoist...hasn't been dead for many years?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but secretly nodded.

That's right, the most powerful people on Earth are already dead, so what are they afraid of?
It is because they have been oppressed for a long time and formed the habit of fear that they will be terrified when they hear this name.

Thinking of this, many people in the hall suddenly became a little "annoyed".

One of the red-robed bishops got up and said: "Your Majesty, Cardinal Dalton has made great contributions to the church in his life. We can't just let him be killed like this. I suggest that we send someone to arrest the Chinese people immediately." Yu Fan, take him to the Judgment Hall for the ultimate trial!"

"Yes, he must be tried!"

"Those who despise the majesty of the church will be punished by the Lord!"

Other people who had been "scared" just now echoed, and even directly raised the issue to the level of contempt for the church.

The pope was silent for a moment.

After a long time, he stood up and said, "Never underestimate the Chinese immortal cultivators. We can't ignore Dalton's affairs, but we can't blatantly arrest Yu Fan, otherwise it will arouse the public anger of the Chinese people and things will change." more trouble."

"What does His Majesty the Pope mean?" Raphael frowned.

The pope said: "Adele, you go to the Philippines to investigate the situation at the scene. Then, go to Huaxia to find out the details of Yu Fan."

The silver-haired girl who spoke just now stood up, a little surprised, "Your Majesty the Pope, you let me go? But my strength..."

"You are already strong enough, even many elders are no match for you, so be more confident." The Pope comforted, and continued: "The elders have important positions, and once they go to China, they will attract great attention from the cultivators. Many things cannot be done. So this task, only you can complete."

Adele was a little unconfident, but she nodded solemnly.

It is her innate mission to obey the instructions of the Holy Light.

"If it is confirmed that Yu Fan killed Dalton, you can directly judge him on the spot. If not, come back as soon as possible." The pope said again, and at the same time gave Raphael, the guardian of the holy light, a look.

Raphael understood, stretched his hands forward, summoned a lightsaber out of thin air, and handed it to Adele.

"Adele, hold the sword of the holy artifact, you are the spokesperson of God the Father in the world." Raphael gave her an encouraging look.

The silver-haired girl bit her lip, trying to make herself more confident.

She took the Judgment Sword, her hands trembling a little, emotionally.

It took a while before I managed to calm down, and with a lightsaber on the ground, I knelt down on one knee towards the Pope and the icon behind him, and said in a clear voice: "Yes, Adele Chris, the Judge of the Holy Light, must not Humiliate the mission!"