3433: C3433 You Don't Understand the State of the Nation

C3433 You Don't Understand the State of the Nation

Saint wanted to use the holy water of the Church to force the Heterogeneity Man-eating Flower to appear and then kill it in front of everyone. He wanted to open up a bloody path in the world of Huaxia and collect the faith of the Church. Saint's decision was right. It was beneficial to him and the church. He was determined to make the Heterogeneity Man-eating Flower appear regardless of the hesitation in the eyes of the two Saint Knight.

Screams and screams came along with the fluctuation of the ground.

It looked like an emerald green forest. Mud flew everywhere and spirit herbs were destroyed. The entire Virgin Forest fell into a deep despair. Those Huaxia Martial Cultivators looked in front of them in shock, as if Saint was the one they relied on. In front of absolute power, death was more than anything.

Saint enjoyed the look of reliance on Huaxia Martial Cultivators. He thought to himself, In the Heavenly Tomb, I can gather a lot of faith. These people are all experts in the martial world of Huaxia. They are very important in the martial world. Subjugate one. It is equivalent to subjugating a sect. How could I waste such a great opportunity?

If he could do something that even the Pope could not do, then the next Pope would have no suspense at all. Saint came out this time because he was threatened by the other heirs in the church. Saint was actually just one of the heirs. He was called Saint because he received the blessing of the god, but his strength was not at Saint's level. In the decades of the church, the real Saint did not appear, and he represented Saint's name.

A Saint Knight whispered, "Saint, this time it may be a bit troublesome."

The ground shook and an earthquake came.

Saint looked calm. He waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of everything. If I can take care of the first floor, how can I go deeper into the eighteenth floor? Although the Heavenly Tomb was mysterious, under the light of the Sovereign God, the evil and evil would eventually perish. We have to believe in the Master God. "

Saint Knight nodded his head helplessly, keeping his guard up.

A wave of despair filled the Virgin Forest. The Martial Cultivator of the pugilistic world wanted to retreat, fearing that they would be implicated. Saint said with a faint smile, "I will deal with a mere demon. You don't need to panic. As the spokesperson of the Sovereign, he possesses a great power that none of you can imagine."

Boom!

A sudden change occurred. The soil under his feet suddenly cracked open, and a ray of light shot towards Saint. Clearly, the Heterogeneity Man-eating Flower knew very well that Saint had provoked him. Saint Knight shouted, "Saint, be careful with your feet."

Saint snorted and said, "The Sovereign is watching you. You want to kill people? You're asking for it." He held the half scepter in his hand and chanted an incantation. Then, a six-pointed star shield wrapped around his surroundings, forming the strongest shield.

"Divine Art, Divine Shield!"

Divine Technique was a special technique of the Holy Church. It was rumored that the Holy Church could communicate with the dimension where the gods were located. The gods would bestow power upon the believers, and the power was extremely terrifying. Divine Techniques were divided into nine levels. The higher the level, the stronger the power. Divine Shield was a level eight divine art. It was the most powerful defensive divine art that Saint could use.

After using the divine art, everyone felt the pressure disappear. The two Saint Knight looked at Saint in surprise, secretly shocked. They did not expect that Saint's strength had reached the realm of casting the eighth grade divine skill indiscriminately. One should know that the Pope could only use the ninth level divine art.

Saint felt the admiration of others and secretly felt proud. I will show you my strength and truly submit to me.

Saint was very confident in this.

Although the forest was filled with the aura of despair and the underground monsters were very strong, Saint did not retreat. Instead, he was eager to show his strength in the martial world of Huaxia.

"What a powerful defense. I'm afraid even a Saint can't use it."

One of the Martial Cultivator was amazed. The way he looked at Saint was different from before. The other Martial Cultivator fell into silence with a complicated look in their eyes.

However, Saint still underestimated the power of the Heterogeneity Man-eating Flower.

The flowing light collided with the shield, producing a strong collision sound. The sound waves penetrated the shield and ruthlessly pierced into the ears of the Martial Cultivators. They covered their heads and screamed endlessly. Some of them could not withstand the intense impact and bled from their seven apertures. They fell to the ground and spasmed endlessly.

Saint Knight let out a muffled groan, but he quickly recovered his stability.

They were at least Early Great Saints. If they couldn't even withstand the aftershock of a Peak Great Saint, it would be a disgrace to the Church. Saint didn't expect the attack to be so powerful. He frowned and said with a cold smile, "The Sovereign is tolerant, but you are stubborn. Don't blame me for punishing you on behalf of the Sovereign!"

"Be careful!"

One of the Saint Knight's expression changed drastically. He shouted, "Saint, there are still attacks."

Saint thought that he would be able to block one of the tentacles, so he prepared to counterattack. However, the surrounding ground exploded one after another. There were ninety-nine tentacles dancing in the air. Each of the tentacles emitted a cold luster, as if they were alive as they stared at Saint and the others.

The attack of one tentacle almost destroyed the Divine Shield. If ninety-nine tentacles attacked at the same time, the consequences would be unimaginable. Saint felt a chill down his spine. He never thought that the monster on the first floor would be so terrifying.

Saint braced himself and said, "Everyone, don't panic. My God's Shield is very strong. It can't enter."

Sou Sou Sou!

Ninety-nine tentacles flashed and stabbed at the God's Shield. Saint secretly gritted his teeth and used all his strength on the shield. He could have escaped, but to establish his prestige in front of everyone and obtain their faith, he had to resist. It was his fault that he had been too pretentious and could not retreat.

Not far away.

Yang Ping saw that Saint did not choose to retreat in order to protect the Martial Cultivator in Huaxia. He said, "You have a high awareness."

"He is not a match."

Ruyan said calmly. Her eyes looked through the layers of gray soil, as if she wanted to see through the essence. Yang Ping kept feeling that Ru Yan's gaze was very strange. Could it be that she knew the secrets of the Heterogeneity Man-eating Flower?

Feeling the enormous pressure, she was inside the shield. The Martial Cultivator did not feel safe. They looked at Saint nervously. This damn foreigner just swore that he would not be able to stop it, right? If he could not stop it, he would immediately run away. Anyway, the monster's target was him.

If Saint knew what those people behind him were thinking, he would probably vomit blood.

Huaxia, Jianghu, and the people.

It was the most complicated.

No one would choose to believe in you just because they were saved. Especially these Jianghu Experts that had fallen into greed. They had their own set of philosophy. They would not change their worldview and outlook on life just because they were saved once.

Saint was still fantasizing about saving these people and collecting a huge amount of faith.

The two Saint Knight were ready to fight.

Here it comes!

The tentacles finally landed on the Divine Shield. There was no intense sound, nor was there any broken void. It was as if they were lightly tapping on glass. Time was still. Saint's forehead was sweating. By permeating all of his power into the shield, it was equivalent to him turning into a shield and withstanding the Heterogeneity Man-eating Flower's attack.

After the collision, Saint felt a sweetness in his throat. His face was pale, but he quickly suppressed his injuries.

The Heterogeneity Man-eating Flower's attack did not work. It was actually forcefully blocked.

Yang Ping revealed a surprised expression and said, "I did not expect this foreigner's strength to be so good. He could withstand a Peak Great Saint's attack without spitting out blood."

"Impressive!"

The Martial Cultivator warriors behind Saint were amazed.

Saint smiled and pretended to be calm. "I told you, a Sovereign is omnipotent and invincible. As long as you believe in a Sovereign, you will be able to obtain great power and have no fear of evil or evil. "

When the Martial Cultivator heard these words, they all shook their heads one after another.

"Forget it. I don't even believe in the Three Purities, let alone a Sovereign."

"That's right. I've never seen a Master God before. Isn't it a slap in the face for you to bring a foreign God to China? I'm not interested in that."

"Can a Master God allow me to become a Great Sage? If I can't, what's the point of believing in a Master God?"

... ""

The Martial Cultivator were all rejecting Saint's invitation. How could they trust a foreign god? They would not be grateful for Saint's help. In the Pugilistic World of China, the thing that they lacked the most was gratitude.

"You all..."

Saint's face turned ugly. He had never thought that the Martial Cultivator that he had saved with all his might would say something like this. It was unimaginable in the Vatican, where faith was everywhere.

Pffft!

The injuries he had forcefully endured erupted due to his excitement.1

Saint spurted out blood and said through gritted teeth, "Bastard!"

Not far away.

Yang Ping shook his head and shrugged. "He doesn't understand China's situation."

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