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These four daggers have been soaked in the venom of the most poisonous toxin in the world-the King Cobra for a long time. If it is an ordinary person, even if they cut a little bit of skin, blood will immediately seal their throats. The whole body of the ascetic is shrouded in divine power. Under normal circumstances, the toxin cannot cause harm to them in a short period of time, as long as the power is used to force the toxin out of the body, it will be fine.

However, the four ascetic monks just sat in the same place without moving. Although the wounds recovered quickly, each of them trembled slightly, and the expressions on their faces changed rapidly. One ascetic monk slowly raised his palm and said in a daze. , "I... killed a mortal, no, God... please forgive me..."

A faint light began to flow from the four of them. Something was wrong with Timothy, and he hurriedly shouted, "Everyone! Please control your emotions and don't let it change in any way. You just killed by mistake. It's not yours." wrong!"

An ascetic monk with empty eyes murmured, "Article [-] of Catholic doctrine, do not bully the weak, do not kill the innocent, they are all God's people, lost lambs, we represent God to exercise my Lord's power in the world, How can...how can..."

Timothy stopped drinking, "They don't believe in God, they are all enemies of God, we should eradicate them...uh..."[

After saying these few words, Timothy felt a tremor in the depths of his soul. He hurriedly shut up, closed his eyes and meditated. He actually forgot that he couldn't use his emotions to wake them up, otherwise he would also fall into it , Damn, I can't save them...

The rest of the ascetic monks could only watch their four companions helplessly. Unstoppable changes began to take place in their bodies. These changes undoubtedly had an impact on the mood of the people around them. The remaining ascetic monks turned around and closed their eyes. Eyes, firmly controlling one's state of mind, trying not to make it a little turbulent, in addition to hatred for the enemy, pity for companions, and the resulting fear will cause cracks in the crystal soul.

Their cultivation is like this. Since they want to become gods, they must give up all human emotions. Everyone’s inner demons can only be overcome by themselves, like a quagmire. If others want to help others get rid of their inner demons, it will only make them I also fell into it.

In a burnt-out house not far away, Lin Chen watched the scene in front of the church with a telescope, and Ling Ze relayed what the other party had overheard, and Lin Chen laughed happily, "Ha, this gang Deadheaded old guys are starting to get horny, they kill mortals by accident, but the rules don't allow it, oh, what a pity, what to do? We can't be gods, so scared, and then start to be scared, scared, scared Haha, it's "fear" that will make your cultivation collapse, but even if you see through it, you won't be able to pass this level, because mortals are only mortals after all, you old turtles are still far from God!"

The four ascetics were completely abandoned. They sat alone in front of the church. The light on their bodies gradually changed from weak to bright, but it seemed to be a qualitative change, like changing from a gorgeous emerald to an ugly one. Stone, until the crystal light completely receded into white holy light, and the four old men also fell from half saints to mortals. The appearance of the four became more dry and older in an instant, and the white robes also became It was tattered and grimy, just like the ones they wore when they set foot on the hills of Jerusalem, and they reeked of horse manure.

Of the four old men who had become ordinary people, two of them suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood and died suddenly.Needless to say, such a blow is too great for them. Hundreds of years of self-cultivation are all wasted and destroyed. Moreover, a clergyman has only one chance to transform into a saint in his life. If he fails, he can only be forever Reduced to mortals, they are finished.

The other two raised their hands to watch, giggled silly, and then started running around the church, they were crazy.

The remaining seven people had calm faces and indifferent eyes, as if there were only seven of them in the beginning.At this moment, gusts of dark wind blew over, and sand and rocks began to fly around. The wind was mixed with strange laughter and screams. Suddenly, black fireballs, green poisonous mist, and blood-colored light beams rushed from all directions. They flew over, so many that even the entire wasteland was covered, as if a storm had swept in, and all that could be seen in the air were the shadows of these attacks.

"Hahaha, there are only seven of them, let's go together and tear them to pieces!"

"Seven people dare to challenge us, it's really beyond our control!"

"Stupid guy, they came here to die!"

One after another, sharp laughter also rang out, and a certain seven shadows hovered over the battlefield, roaring in disappointment, "Damn it, where is the Holy See army? Where are the countless cardinals, that old bastard the Pope?" Where? Why are there only seven damned old men, Morton, how dare you tease us!"

A looming illusory figure was also mixed among the seven ghosts, and the speaker, who had completely changed his form, said coldly, "We have killed the pope, and the cardinals have all been killed by us."

A group of old ghosts were stunned for a moment, and one guy immediately laughed, "Moulton, when did you learn to brag, you are so good, I don't believe it."

The rest didn't care whether the pope was dead or not, and they all cried out in pain, "Oh, damn it, they are all dead, so who will play with us? No matter, if you don't do anything, these seven guys will die too."

The seven old ghosts laughed, and rushed towards the place where the firepower was most concentrated.

It was like the sound of a glass colliding lightly, although it was very light, it reached everyone's ears.A solid crystal beam of light suddenly rose up, and those dark magic attacks didn't even get close to the crystal beam, and all disappeared into the air tens of meters away, and more than 100 of them were ready to take advantage of the chaos. The werewolf who attacked suddenly turned into a plume of black smoke, not even a scum was left.

As soon as the seven old ghosts rushed halfway, they were rushed back by a strong force. Everyone flew to the speaker's side with smoke and screams, and cursed in horror, "Damn it, seven Half-saint, Morton, you bastard, why didn't you tell us earlier that you wanted to kill us?"

"Fuck, what kind of world is this, there are half-saints, oh my god, who knows that this world has become like this, I would rather go back to sleep in the coffin." [

"Moulton, hehe, my dear, we regret it, let us go back to that warm, dark castle, and we are still the most comfortable in our coffin."