Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored everyone and walked out of the hall.

Seeing this situation, the bishops couldn't help but sigh. They knew that this matter could not be stopped.

Just as the Pope of the Holy See was ready to summon the Archangel, Yang Ling and others had already arrived in their territory.

Sensing the arrival of Yang Ling and others, the Pope opened the golden cabinet that had been passed down from generation to generation in the Vatican, gritted his teeth, hesitated for a moment, and took out the golden wine glass inside.

After taking it out, the Pope placed it in front of the cross representing God.

A moment later, the sky above the entire territory of the Holy See suddenly became extremely solemn.

Dark clouds rolled, winds blew violently, and thunder flashed, as if it was the end of the world.

Yang Ling, who was standing next to Ying Zheng, stared at the sky.

Through the system's reminder, he knew that the so-called angels of the Lord were about to come.

"Ang!" At this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from the sky, and then a huge angel appeared in the sky. He was wearing a white robe, holding a silver sword in his hand, and emitting a dazzling light. He was the legendary Seraph.

The Seraph looked expressionlessly at Yang Ling and the others who appeared on the territory of the Holy See, and said coldly: "You lowly mortals, you dare to provoke the apostles of God, you are simply courting death!"

His voice was extremely cold, and his eyes were full of chill. After hearing the voice, Yang Ling did not dare to neglect it in the slightest.

"Clang!" The red armor on his body emitted a scorching light, and he stretched out his hand, and a long sword instantly appeared in Yang Ling's hand. The blade was glowing with a fascinating brilliance.

At this time, Yang Ling pointed the sword in his hand directly at the Seraph in the sky and shouted, "Humph, I will kill you today and let you return to the arms of your so-called master!"

As the voice fell, Yang Ling slashed straight at the Seraph.

In an instant, the powerful sword energy cut through the void, making people feel extremely nervous.

In this attack, Yang Ling did not hold back at all, just wanting to kill the opponent in one fell swoop.

After all, the Qin Dynasty and the Holy See have completely torn their relations apart.

Seeing this, the Seraph said with contempt: "How dare you, a mere ant, offend the great Lord. Today, I will sacrifice your lives to the Lord!"

As his voice fell, the long sword cut through the void and smashed directly towards Yang Ling's blade.

The attack was so swift and powerful that it instantly burst out in the air, shocking everyone in all directions.

When Seraphim saw this scene, a look of contempt appeared on his face.

Yang Ling took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and raised his sword to chop at the Seraph again.

"Bang!" The Seraph raised his sword to block casually, and easily resisted Yang Ling's attack.

Then, he smiled coldly, and waved the silver sword in his hand, creating waves. Each strike contained the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Although Yang Ling was extremely brave, he still looked a little embarrassed facing the attack of the Seraph.

Finally, Yang Ling was kicked away by the Seraph, and the blood from his chest spread all over half the sky.

"How could this be? How could this Seraph be so strong?" Seeing everything in front of them, all the people of Daqin were horrified. They couldn't figure out where this strong man came from and how he could be so powerful.

Just when they were puzzled, the Seraph had already rushed to Yang Ling.

The silver sword in his hand burst out with dazzling brilliance at this moment, and a vast aura spread out, which looked extremely terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ling's pupils shrank involuntarily. Because under the opponent's oppression, he couldn't even resist. After seeing Yang Ling's appearance, the Seraph's face immediately revealed a ferocious look. The sword in his hand stabbed down without hesitation, straight to Yang Ling's throat.

This move was extremely ferocious. If it really hit Yang Ling, he would definitely die.

At this critical moment, the system's voice suddenly rang in Yang Ling's mind: "Ding, the host is found to be in danger, the system's protection mechanism for the host is activated! Time has entered a static state, the host, please choose the system gift package."

After hearing the sound, Yang Ling looked at the motionless surroundings and was slightly stunned.

But he reacted quickly, and without any hesitation, he looked at the gift package given by the system and began to select it carefully.

The gift package contains meridian-activating pills that can stimulate the blood power of people around you, as well as spiritual weapons that can enhance one's own strength. In addition, there is also a magic weapon that can directly seal the Seraph.

After thinking about it, Yang Ling directly chose the Qimai Pill he saw first.

After making the choice, time returned to normal. Yang Ling, holding the Qimai Pill, threw the pill directly to Xu Fu and Xiang Yu.

After taking the elixir, Xu Fu and Xiang Yu's bodies suddenly grew in size. Xiang Yu turned into a mighty black dragon, while Xu Fu turned into a terrifying Yamata no Orochi.

The two people who had activated their blood worked together to grab the Seraphim, and two huge gusts of wind instantly hit the Seraphim's body.

"Crack!" A loud noise was heard, and the Seraphim's body was actually shaken slightly by the two forces.

Seeing this, Yang Ling swung the sword in his hand, which turned into a line of fire and stabbed straight at the Seraph.

The moment Yang Ling launched the attack, the rest of the Qin soldiers also displayed their own magic, like a group of shining stars, shining against each other.

Countless Taoist magical attacks, like an endless tide, surged towards the Seraphim, vowing to drown it.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Deafening explosions sounded one after another, and the Seraphim were forced to retreat again and again by the impact of this huge energy, as if they were in a small boat in the midst of strong winds and huge waves.

The Seraph was forced to retreat, his eyes flashing with anger, and he roared loudly: "Damn ants, how dare you hurt me! You will never be forgiven!"

After saying that, he swung his sword, and the sword light was like a rainbow, destroying all the attacks of the crowd.

After destroying everyone's attacks, Seraphim locked his eyes on Yang Ling. His figure flashed, as fast as a meteor, and he appeared in front of Yang Ling in the blink of an eye.

"Bang!" Yang Ling had just raised his sword to block when he was knocked away by the sword of the Seraph, and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

He fell heavily to the ground, his robe stained with blood, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Seeing this scene, the Qin soldiers were filled with rage. Refusing to be outdone, they rushed towards the Seraph, vowing to seek justice for him.

However, how could they be a match for the Seraph? Under the fierce attack of the Seraph, the Qin soldiers fell one after another, screaming one after another.

Yang Ling watched his comrades fall one by one, his heart burning with anger.

He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, stood up, and attacked the Seraph again.

However, his attack seemed so weak in front of the Seraph and was easily blocked.

Yang Ling's face was extremely gloomy. He knew very well that he was no match for the Seraph. But at this moment, his heart was filled with resentment and anger. He was absolutely unwilling to leave.

"Humph, do you think that you, a mere Seraph, can stop the progress of the Qin Empire? That's wishful thinking!" Yang Ling roared, his voice full of determination and resoluteness.

After saying that, he turned and ran away. He knew that he was no match for the Seraph at the moment, and the only way to avoid the attack was to find a chance to counterattack.

Seraph looked at the fleeing Yang Ling, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, he slowly said: "Lowly ant, do you think you can escape?"

After he finished speaking, he gently flapped the divine wings behind him and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he had caught up with Yang Ling.

The silver sword in the Seraph's hand flashed with cold light, and he slashed towards Yang Ling without hesitation.

Yang Ling watched the sword light getting closer and closer, and a feeling of despair surged in his heart. He knew very well that he had no way to escape at this moment.

However, at this critical moment, Xu Fu and Xiang Yu finally arrived. They adapted to the power of blood, their strength increased greatly, and they appeared in front of the Seraph again.

“Hehehe, no matter how many ants there are, they can’t change the outcome. Go to hell!” Seraph sneered and stabbed Yang Ling with the sword in his hand.

Yang Ling felt the fierce sword intent and did not dare to be negligent. He swept the sword in his hand out and collided with the sword of the Seraph.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, Yang Ling's arm was shaken and blood flowed out.

Seeing Yang Ling injured, Xu Fu was furious, and Xiang Yu was also very excited. They both transformed into black dragons and Yamata no Orochi, and launched a fierce attack on the Seraph.

Ying Zheng led the Qin soldiers to escort the seriously injured Yang Ling back to the Qin army camp. A melee began.

"boom!"

The body of the Seraph seemed to be cast in steel. The moment Xiang Yu's sharp claws collided with it, dazzling sparks flew out, accompanied by the deafening sound of metal clashing.

"hold head high!"

Xiang Yu leaped up and slammed his huge claws down on the top of the Seraph's head.

"laugh!"

The scorching dragon flame gushed out and the Seraphim felt great pain, but this was a great shame for him who was so proud.

In an instant, a dazzling golden light emanated from the Seraph's body.

"Boom!" He collided directly with Xiang Yu.

The two were in a stalemate, neither of them could do anything to the other.

The Seraph was hovering in the air, looking for an opportunity to kill Xiang Yu.

However, Ying Zheng, who was sitting in the Qin army, frowned tightly and thought of countermeasures in his heart.

"Your Majesty, why don't we go out and help Xiang Yu and Xu Fu deal with that Seraph!"

At this moment, Meng Tian stood up and respectfully asked Ying Zheng to fight.

"Okay! You and Wang Jian work together to help them deal with that birdman!" Ying Zheng gave the order decisively and waved his hand to signal Meng Tian and Wang Jian to go into battle.

The next moment, the generals of the Qin Dynasty gathered on the battlefield and launched a fierce battle with the Seraphim.

Seeing this scene, Xu Fu and Xiang Yu bravely took the lead and tried their best to deal with the Seraphim.

Although the Seraphs are extremely powerful, there are also many strong men in Daqin.

With everyone's concerted efforts, the two sides actually presented a situation of equal strength.

At this moment, the battle between Xiang Yu and Seraphim has entered a white-hot stage.

Xiang Yu had gone completely crazy. He soared into the sky regardless of everything and slammed into the Seraph.

Obviously, he was ready to fight to the death.

Facing such a desperate Xiang Yu, Seraph was somewhat helpless. He did not want to fight Xiang Yu to the death, after all, it would not do him any good.

Although Yang Ling was seriously injured, he had practiced the Nine Revolutions Profound Art and had mastered it.

With the help of the system, his injuries at the moment were not too serious.

Ying Zheng looked at the situation on the battlefield and couldn't help but feel relieved. He knew that they would soon win this battle.

However, at this moment, the Seraph seemed to realize that the situation was not favorable to him. He suddenly shouted to the sky: "Michael, how long do you plan to watch the show with them? If I fall, the Lord will not let you go!"

As the Seraph's voice fell, the sky began to surge with dark clouds, as if a storm was about to come.

Seeing this, Yang Ling and the others paused their attacks and looked at the sky vigilantly. They knew that a more intense battle was about to begin.

Yang Ling stood there quietly, raised his head without saying a word, and cast his eyes towards the cloudy sky.

Slowly, in the haze of the sky, three sacred figures appeared as if walking out of the void.

Among them, the female angel was the tallest and strongest, wearing a dazzling crown on her head and holding the sharp sword that symbolized divine punishment in her hand. She exuded an inviolable holy aura, like a god descended from heaven.

She looked down at the embarrassed Seraphim and said in a low and powerful voice: "Laguerre, leave this to us."

After saying this, she turned her gaze coldly towards Yang Ling and the others, lowered her proud head slightly, prayed devoutly for a moment, and then raised the Sword of Judgment in her hand high.

The female angel's eyes were full of solemnity and dignity, and she slowly swung down the sword of judgment in her hand.

As she moved, the Sword of Judgment seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth, slashing towards Yang Ling and others.

Yang Ling's eyes were fixed on the sword of judgment that was swinging down. He felt a strong oppressive force, which made him take a step back involuntarily.

However, Yang Ling was not intimidated by this. He knew very well that this was the time to truly test his strength.

He gripped the weapon tightly in his hand, his expression solemn, and he concentrated on preparing for the attack.

At this moment, a huge sword shadow fell towards them like the collapse of the sky and the earth.

Yang Ling's pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes revealed an unprecedented solemnity.

The threat level of this attack was far beyond his imagination. He knew very well that this was a real life-and-death struggle.

His body suddenly shook, as if he had turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the sword shadow at an extremely fast speed. His movements were extremely smooth, like a cheetah bursting out at an astonishing speed in an instant, so fast that it was dazzling. The weapon in his hand emitted a dazzling light, colliding with the Sword of Judgment in the air. (End of this chapter)