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Chapter 812: The Glory Never Dies (2)

If he hadn't deliberately indulged in, they wouldn't have been so arrogant and could not see the hidden murderous intent...

If it weren't for his intentional indulgence, the second elders wouldn't be so unmatched in the situation and kidnapped that woman...

If he hadn't deliberately indulged in, the killing of destruction today would not have come to them...

He hates each of them!

Not only did he want them to die, but he also wanted the entire Presbyterian to bury that woman!

insidious!

The elder's face was distorted, and the blood in his mouth kept pouring out. His eyes were full of resentment, and he was panting. The people around him were breathing like him.

He climbed on the ground, his bloody hands moving forward step by step, and he didn't want to die yet...

Suddenly a lightning bolt broke through Changtian, and something seemed to explode in his mind in an instant.

At that moment, he saw the gorgeous and majestic buildings of Outing emit a decadent momentum under the shining white light, and terrible shadows fell from the sky, splitting all the luxury, dignity, beauty, glory... into pieces.

No--

He made a broken call from his throat, his eyes shattering.

He suddenly understood everything.

That powerful man endured for so many years, and his goal was not just a presbyterian church, but also-

The whole Euro!

Shocked and heartache, he crawled forward, and a crazy expression appeared on his face, and the blood spread from behind him into a road. Everyone was watching from a distance, not understanding why this person with a hole was still so persistent.

The Great Elder doesn't look like such a backbone person at all.

Finally he grabbed a man's shoes, and joy appeared on his face. No matter who it was, as long as the news was passed on, Ou Ruoqinghan would die, the Holy See will be immortal, and the glorious faith will continue to spread throughout this God's Great 6. He looked up with hope and saw a charming face with charming eyes. His starry eyes looked at him sarcastically, cruelly tearing apart the last glimmer of hope.

The elder squirted a mouthful of blood to the sky and cut off his last breath.

At the same time, the rest of the Holy See finally arrived.

Seeing the great elder who was dying with his eyes open and looking at Qi Ye standing beside him, everyone's faces became ugly.

Since then, all the seven elders of the Holy See have died.

The Presbyterian Church, which has been lying on the altar for thousands of years, has also been destroyed.

This may be just the beginning, but so far, they have not noticed this.

They were just shocked, angry, and looked at Qi Ye with bad eyes.

Too arrogant!

An outsider, even Princess Euteng's husband, has no right to execute people within the Holy See, especially the other party is still in a high position.

This is simply slapping them in the face naked!

Even if this matter is just for the sake of face, they must ask for an explanation.

But before they could speak, Qin Yu suddenly came over. He had just gone to find someone who was not dead and asked about the situation. His face was very bad at this moment: "We must speed up. Lan is in the basement, where there are three doctors."

Qi Ye's expression changed, and he no longer cared about anything else. He kicked the eldest elder's body away and strode inside.

The others looked at each other, not knowing whether they should follow.

It was a fact that the Presbyterian Church captured the princess, and he also asked someone to use a knife on her...

Qi Ye's wife-protecting personality...
Chapter completed!
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