Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

"heresy!"

When a devout believer saw Fang Xiu and the others, his expression changed instantly. His piety turned into distorted hatred, as if he had a sworn hatred with Fang Xiu and the others.

This heresy sounded like a layer of rocks stirring up thousands of waves, and the whole street fell into dead silence for a moment. Everyone looked at Fang Xiu and the others, the piety on their faces turned into distorted hatred, and their ferocious faces seemed to be about to kill Fang Xiu. Fang Xiu and the others ate them alive.

"They are the heretics that the Bishop said! Kill them!"

"Send them to the gallows!"

"For the angels!"

"For the angels!!"

A group of people fell into madness, each with red eyes and ferocious faces rushing towards Fang Xiu and the others. Among them were ordinary people and some were spirit masters.

Holy light surged from the body of the Imperial Spirit Master, while ordinary people picked up everything they could pick up around them and rushed forward desperately.

With the blessing of pious faith, they are brave and fearless, like saints charging against the devil.

"Fuck! Are these people crazy? What kind of hatred? Is it the first time we met?" Yang Ming exclaimed.

"Hiss, the priest's robe! Hehe..." Zhao Hao stared straight at the white girl in the priest's robe in the crowd, who seemed to have poked some kind of strange XP in him.

The fat man patted him on the shoulder, and said as if he had come here: "Ritian, everything will only hurt you."

Fang Xiu's eyes turned cold: "Get out."

"Got it, Brother Hugh!"

"The field expands. Infinite disputes!"

"The domain expands. The frozen zero domain!"

"The domain expands. Summoner's Canyon!"

"The field expands. Heaven and earth leverage!"

"The field is unfolding. Deceiving the world!"

Several berserk domain powers raged across the audience in an instant, directly dispelling the siege of these fanatics with a destructive force.

All of a sudden, flesh and blood flew everywhere, screaming again and again, the originally peaceful and sacred street instantly turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a hell on earth!

Everyone stepped on the melting body of the fanatic and ran all the way.

"Captain, which way are you going? Pindao only saw vague secrets before. He only knew that the place where the Son of Angel descended was in a large church. The exact location is unknown."

"Then ask." Fang Xiu said, and saw a few strands of long silver hair on his head suddenly parted, and instantly swelled and stretched, like a python pulling out a fanatic believer.

"Where is the biggest church here?"

The man's eyes were full of hatred, as if he and Fang Xiu had a sworn hatred: "You heretic..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Fang Xiu's right eye flashed with blood, and the man's eyes instantly became blank, like a marionette on a string.

"In the center of the city, the biggest building is, I go every week... er!"

The long silver hair tightened suddenly, and the man's neck was strangled to death in an instant. The color on his body melted like a candle, fell to the ground, and disappeared.

"go!"

Fang Xiu gave an order, and the crowd went straight to the center of the city. Instead of taking the usual path, they jumped onto the eaves and kept jumping forward on the eaves.

Soon, everyone saw the largest church that the fanatic said.

It is really big, like a huge castle, occupying the best position in the center of the city, surrounded by no other buildings, completely independent.

Just when everyone was about to enter, the door of the church opened suddenly, and the army of paladins rushed out like a tide.

"For the angels!"

"For the angels!!"

Countless paladins shouted wildly, their eyes frantic, as if they were fighting for their faith.

"Go in." Fang Xiu calmly ordered, looking at these fanatics as if they were dead.

The people behind him shot in an instant, and the berserk attacks continued to bombard the Paladin's shield.

That's right, these paladins once again used their shields to form formations and used the Law of the Holy Light to block all attacks.

So Fang Xiu once again manifested the projection of his wife.

The wife passed through the shield without any hindrance, and started killing among the paladins, easily destroying the opponent's formation, and the law of the holy light was instantly broken.

"I'll open the way!" Fang Moli, who had been resting for a while, seemed to have recovered a lot. His breath was weak and his face was pale, but the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand didn't shake at all.

"break!"

Fang Moli's eyes were like cold electricity, and the Xuanyuan sword in his hand flashed out of thin air.

boom!

The violent sword energy swept out.

Swish!

Lines of blood appeared on the necks of the Paladin army, and then their heads fell silently.

The scene was very horrifying for a time, hundreds of people were still charging, but they fell along with the heads in the middle of the way, and the headless corpses charged several meters due to inertia before falling down.

The veteran Wuwei was shocked, he didn't expect Fang Moli's understanding to be so amazing, he had only seen himself cast the Emperor Star Solitary Photo once before, and now there is already the shadow of the Emperor Star Solitary Photo in the sword.

If it was Fang Moli in normal times, he would definitely be able to open the way with a single sword, but the consequence would definitely be to consume a lot of spiritual light, and then the paladins would be blasted to pieces.

But now he has gathered his own sword energy into a thread, using the least amount of strength to do the most things, so growing up like this can't be unpleasant.

After opening the way, everyone was about to break into the church, but at this moment, the sky... changed!

The grand and strange Sanskrit singing resounded through the world.

The originally black and white sky suddenly turned blood-colored, and a huge full moon suddenly rose in the sky.

The moon is deep and far away, extremely huge, such an exaggerated full moon almost covers the entire sky.

That kind of feeling like Mount Tai's top is overwhelming, and the giant phobia that people see is committed.

This is an indescribable feeling. Looking up at the sky, all I can see is this huge moon.

It is so quiet and deep, as if full of some strange beauty, it is breathtaking!

For a while, everyone was stunned.

Only Fang Xiu frowned, is it too late?

In the next second, the fat man trembled and got rid of the attraction of the moon: "It's too scary, I have a phobia of giants!"

When Zhao Hao heard this, he also woke up from the state of being immersed in the moon, and he didn't know which nerve these words touched him.

I just heard him say to the fat man: "Do you have a fear of giants? Then don't take a bath with me, I'm afraid you will get sick."

The moment those remaining paladins saw the moon, unimaginable fanaticism erupted in their eyes, and they bowed their heads and uttered strange syllables. That kind of syllables were not sounds that human vocal cords could make. The dead paladin, as if returning to the light, forgot all the pain and continued to kneel down.

Even the head that had been chopped off by Fang Moli opened his eyes strangely, looked at the sky frantically, and babbled again and again.

That voice pierced the ears like a magic sound, reaching directly to the soul. It was clearly incomprehensible nonsense, but Fang Xiu and the others understood it strangely.

The meaning of the raving is..... Praise the angels!