Acting for the gods

Chapter 272
Jiang Fan, Xiaodingmao, and Nu Qingji, who turned into Wang Ye again, came to the church that resembled an old castle.

Seeing the "three Taoist priests" coming to the door, a little monk in black asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"We're looking for someone, to be precise, a vampire!"

Jiang Fan was outspoken.

Hearing this, the little monk's expression changed: "I'm sorry, we don't have any vampires here, please leave immediately."

"It's you who should leave."

With a wave of Jiang Fan's hand, the little monk flew out and smashed the door of the church.

Suddenly.

A chilling atmosphere flowed in the air, and the howling wind made the surrounding leaves rustle.

A ray of light bloomed and caught the little monk.

"Is this the ability of the Holy See? It seems interesting."

Jiang Fan looked around.

I saw a group of black-clothed missionaries walking out of the church. There was a faint milky white shimmer around them, and they looked quite holy.

Father Colson stood among a group of missionaries, and said to Jiang Fan and the others: "Cultivators of Huaxia, this is the place of the Lord, you should not come here."

There was a touch of majesty and arrogance in his voice, and his old eyes looked up and down at Jiang Fan and the three of them.

Jiang Fan said indifferently: "Your church harbors vampires with bad intentions. The poor Taoist came here to destroy it. Get out of the way, live in peace and block the way. The poor Taoist will let you understand the profoundness of Chinese Taoist culture."

"Presumptuous, this is a holy church, not your broken Taoism. You dare to violate God's will, and you don't kneel down to repent and ask the Lord for forgiveness!"

A burly missionary stepped forward and said in a low voice.

"That's your master, to me, shit is not."

Jiang Fan dismissed them. These missionaries looked glamorous, but in fact they were filthy, good at deceiving people, and used the blood and sweat of the people to support the so-called gods.

Anyone who does not believe in their Lord will be considered a heretic.

Burn the heretics, kill the unbelievers, and take their property openly.

God loves people all over the world, but as long as they meet people who don't agree with their ideas, they will kill without mercy.

Such behavior is no different from demons.

"You dare to insult the Lord, you are unforgivable."

When it comes to faith, Father Coulson's expression suddenly became serious. He raised the Bible in his hand and began to chant.

"Almighty God, please grant us the power not to be harmed by evil, and all demons will be far away in front of the most good spiritual shield! Divine spell—Holy Shield Spirit Strike!"

A strong divine light emerged from the Bible in Father Coulson's hand, and shrouded the bodies of the seven missionaries beside him, causing their aura to rise suddenly.

[Divinity?It looks a bit like magic, it should be an auxiliary skill that enhances strength and defense, there is indeed something, that is, the front swing is a bit longer. 】

Looking at the seven missionaries, Jiang Fan could feel their strength doubled in an instant under the blessing of the Holy Light.

It's not to say how powerful this magic is, it's just because these people are weak that they can grow more.

If it was changed to increase Jiang Fan, it is estimated that it would be good to increase the strength by one thousandth.

"The light of the firefly dares to compete with the bright moon."

Watching a few missionaries rushing towards them, Jiang Fan cast the "Golden Light Curse", and the golden light radiated all over the place, making it hard for them to keep their eyes open.

I can only feel a strong majesty and a sacred and inviolable momentum permeating the air. It is magnificent and solemn, like a god in the world, making several missionaries want to kneel down and worship.

In a blink of an eye, before seeing Jiang Fan's movements clearly, these people flew out in a haphazard manner.

Some are hung on trees, some are inserted into the soil, and some are embedded in the wall.

"Vulnerable."

Jiang Fan sneered in his heart, and with a flash of his figure, he came to Father Colson, who was blown away by an invisible wave of air and hit the cross in the church, dying.

The magic of the Holy See is indeed unique, but there is a huge gap in strength between Father Coulson and Jiang Fan. To Jiang Fan, killing him is no different from crushing an ant.

These missionaries sealed the Earl of Cruise, and they were completely breeding tigers.

The purpose is to wait for the day when it is needed to resurrect Earl Cruise and create panic, and then they will come forward to defeat the devil in the name of God, become the so-called savior, and gain faith and money.

Doing evil while pretending to be a virgin is in line with the conditions of the West.

After solving the obstacles, Jiang Fan, Xiaoding Mao and Nu Qingji entered the church, and soon found a coffin with a cross carved in the basement.

Nu Qingji opened the coffin lid, and a rancid smell came out.

Looking at the mummy in the coffin, Xiaodingmao said, "This is Earl Cruise? Its corpse has rotted beyond recognition, can it be resurrected?"

"Try it with blood, it's exhausting to fly all the way here."

As Nu Qingji said, he lit a cigar and smoked it comfortably.

Xiaodingmao looked at Nuqing Chicken maliciously: "How about using your blood."

"Come on, I know you're greedy for me."

Nu Qingji covered his body with his hands and made an exaggerated expression.

"Stop making trouble, there are ready-made ones outside, take advantage of the heat."

When Jiang Fan took down the silver cross from the mummy, Nu Qingji walked in with a still warm corpse and poured blood into the mummy's mouth.

With the entrance of fresh blood, the originally withered corpse quickly filled up, emitting bursts of white smoke.

Then the coffin exploded, and Count Cruises, who was revived with full blood, flew up and landed on the ground laughing: "Hahaha, I, Count Cruises, have been resurrected again!"

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Fan, Xiaodingmao and Nu Qingji: "You guys resurrected me, that's great. As a thank you, I will suck your blood dry. This is your glory."

"Crack~"

The little cat raised his hand and slapped Earl Cruise's face, causing him to spin three and a half times in the air and land on the ground.

"It's just a third-generation Western zombie, what are you dragging?"

Xiaodingmao is an ancient existence of the same period as the general. Although he is not like the general, immortal, and his time is approaching, but the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, and it is more than enough to deal with a three-generation yellow-eyed zombie.

"If you dare to hit me, you will die!"

Earl Cruise was a little dazed, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately showed his fangs.

Xiaodingmao looked at Jiang Fan: "Master, can I slap him to death?"

"I'll come!"

"Jie Jie, you practitioners are really arrogant, but your blood is really tempting, I can't wait...uh~"

Before Earl Cruise could finish his sentence, Jiang Fan had already appeared behind him, stabbed the silver cross into his vest, and spoke heartfelt words to him.

"The villain dies because of talking too much. You must have never heard of it. Be careful in your next life, if you still have a next life."

(End of this chapter)