"Some people are looking for death, so let him find it. This is the actual controller of Sili, Ridelson's son, and the family has money!"

In the center, some staff with magical powers sneered, "Hmph, I'm worried that I can't handle that damn Riddleson. Now, there's a fool who comes to the door and let us bully him. Just wait for his father to bring the gold that turns into cars. Who made him and the Sun Kingdom, the New Era Group's business so easy!"

The Sun Temple's residency was just like before, and the various procedures were completed without expression. It seemed that the young man who believed in the Sun God outside who wanted to participate in the war had nothing to do with them.

Qi Feng looked at all this coldly.

What he said about not fighting is not that he does not even protect his own people. He has the same attitude as the clergy here. It would be strange if the faith in the Sun Temple is not lost!

He sent the Archbishop Lumbo to the earth quickly to see the situation of the temple here, and to regain the height of his faith. Although he did not force others to believe in the Sun God, he could not let other external cults bully him. He would not even let him fart him...

The arena of more than 300,000 people is one of the best in Europe and even the world. All forces and people who are good at fighting like to use blood to solve problems here, and use legal and open fights to stimulate the numb heads. This is also the favorite thing for a group of people who pursue the ultimate enjoyment.

Qi Feng and the others were not in a good position, because they came in a little late, and even if Andre had money, they could not buy the best one. After sending them to the private room with great apology, Andre walked into the Huowu District with great confidence.

"Huh? Why are you? You come in too?" A middle-aged man who happened to know Andre was very surprised. "Andre. I remember that you only have low-grade spiritual roots and can only refine Qi in the third level. What are you doing here?"

At this time, Andre could only nod to him, and then immediately used the Goddess Cult method to demonstrate the golden spell that he had just learned in his mind. He said that learning was actually moved in. There was actually Goddess Anya's combat memory here!

"I will definitely not embarrass you!" Andre's angular face showed a holy perseverance like a holy light.

The person who greeted him could only shake his head helplessly, "Silly guy, is the hundredth victim of the Sun Temple? I really didn't expect that the Siri would be forced here to be killed prey..."

"Andre. It is impossible for you to challenge the top ten masters of the Catholic diocese just now, unless you start fighting from the 100th place!"

Andrey smiled, "Okay, you guys have arranged it, all of them will have a life-and-death duel. Of course, I still have a bet of one million yuan..."

The staff member smiled and quickly arranged the rest, waiting for the cold. Today's opening scene was already being performed.

Qi Feng and his wives sat in the private room, threw out a surveillance formation at will, and then indented the Son of God and the situation in the private room, and saw clearly.

"This person is indeed a pure Yang Cultivator from the Western Heaven. He is similar to the twelve-winged angels who died in my hands back then, and his cultivation seems to be higher than the first level, just like our Huangtian King level. However, he should be good at the same dragon breath yang power as me, which is the light-type magic they call. This, when we take action, let that kid use the light-type magic, Xiang Ning pays attention to learning practical applications, especially the light recovery technique, which is indeed not a wrong cultivation technique." Qi Feng used his qi to lock in the aura of the so-called king-level master. Because of the qi, the Son of God could not even recognize it!

In the first game, two minutes later, the challenger was killed by the defender, and another person in the Sun Temple died, and more than half of the people present were cheering!

Qi Feng was very annoyed when he saw this result because he found that the person who challenged was not even a foundation building, and he actually challenged the great magician of others... speechless. When the spiritual breath of heaven and earth became more and more intense, magic will have an advantage to a certain extent than those who only cultivate the true essence, because there are not many magics that can activate a large amount of spiritual breath in the cultivation world.

The second game was only one minute. This fight had nothing to do with faith. It was because the two major aristocratic races sent people to duel due to business issues. One side died tragically in the formation, and the other side got the desired profit agreement.

In the third game, Andre walked into the venue calmly.

Qi Feng had already given him ten years of indignation, so even he himself didn't know that, in fact, his current cultivation level, the other party could not see what level of actual strength he was at.

"Haha! That person is the one who wants to challenge the top ten masters of my Catholic diocese?" The Son of God looked at it and laughed wildly!

Looking at the dozens of red and white archbishops, bishops and other people sitting around him, he shook his head, "These devils who collude with the Eastern Immortals are really crazy! Such an incomparable guy, he is not even the foundation-building of the demon cultivator. He dares to stand on the stage, and he doesn't take the Catholic diocese into his eyes!"

"Yes, the Temple of the Sun has now fallen to its home. Now even if they go to their shrine to pull a feces, their main god will not show up!"

"Yes, I heard that their main god and auxiliary god seem to have been busy with civil war and cannot get rid of themselves. In this heavenly realm, we have the powerful combat power of the Holy Son. Humph, sooner or later, one day we can erase the influence of the Eastern gods from the world. Sooner or later, our great Catholic diocese can unify the whole world!" Another cardinal raised his arms and shouted.

Immediately, tens of thousands of religious believers behind him shouted together!

"Seeing that son of God, I don't know if he is the same surname as Jehovah?" Yue Xiaowen has the lowest cultivation level, but she looks down on the people who are most proud of, especially those who are proud of the dog.

"What does he call him, haha--" Qi Feng narrowed his eyes and began to look at the venue without saying a word.

The voice of the host came from the special loudspeaker.

"The third game, Andre, who believes in the doctrine of the Sun, fights life and death with Bati, who believes in the doctrine of the Catholic doctrine. Andre himself also makes a bet of a million gold for himself!"

coax!

"This is a joke. That young man is just a Qi refining level. Even a minor cultivator is not considered a minor cultivator. What is the Sun Temple going to do?" Some people who specialize in watching the game were unhappy. They thought the money they spent was not worth it. Isn't this a mess?

There was a riot at the scene.

However, this also caused some people to bet, because the opening of the market was extremely low, and no one could be optimistic that the young man named Andre could win! Only those who are interested in fighting would think that a miracle would happen.

Bati was wearing a warrior suit, a big sword shining with a cold light in his hand, and majesticly swung around the arena in his cloak, then looked at the other person with contempt, in his heart. Andre had become a dead person.

The same thoughts as him were Andre's friends and family, especially those in Sili, who heard that their young master had competed with the people of the Catholic diocese because of the Temple of the Sun. The representatives stationed in this city reported the letter in panic. Just before, Riddleson arrived and looked at the very calm son in the field with a dead face, and tears were about to burst into tears!

"Sun God, I'm committing a sin. What's your worth for me, my stupid son?"

Now he can only hope that the other party will not beat his son to death, and then the Catholic people will use a beam of light to treat his son until he loses everything. This is actually the best result!

Because over the years, countless European bosses have lost everything they had in this way!

The competition begins!

A roar sounded.

The forbidden formation in the heart of the formation began to work. A layer of invisible barriers of low-level monks appeared around the fighting arena, separating the stands from the inner field.

"Haha. The venue that Lao Xue and the others have done is really good, at least it is much better than the simple fighting arena in Moyitian back then." Qi Feng commented.

Although his formation magic has reached the heaven level, he is still quite satisfied with the forbidden formation designed by Lao Xue and the others.

In the field, Andre was calm and calm, standing there, watching Bati turn around like a monkey, and smiled, "Batty, have you turned around?"

"What, what did you say?"

Andrei already had no less than a hundred sets of killing him in his head, and most of them were three-combo combat skills. Although he didn't understand how those were combined, he had no less than ten sets of gold-type offensive and defensive techniques, but he intuitively used only one blow to deal with this provocative guy!

"I said, you can die!"

There has been announced that the beginning has been announced, and Barty knew it, but he looked down on the boy who has not even completed Qi refining, a person who does not even have the spiritual power of demon breath. Do he need to pay attention to it?

unnecessary!

"Haha, you're ridiculous!"

But this is his last sentence!

A golden light suddenly burst out in the field like lightning, quickly turning from a point to a knife light, and slashing the opponent's head in the blink of an eye. That's not all, the sword light that could turn around actually cut Bati's body into three pieces when it swirled again!

In fact, even Andre himself could not predict this result, because his opponent was a great magician, a magic warrior, a dual-cultivated light magician, he was even ready to defend himself, but in this attack, the opponent's blood sprayed more than three meters, divided into four parts, and fell one by one to the stone floor!

The people at the scene were ready to cheer. Just as the golden light retreated and most of the crowd was about to shout, they found that the one left standing in the scene was not the one who survived as expected.

"Tsk tsk, this holy sword technique is so gorgeous!" The Son of God didn't pay attention to the situation in the field at all. What he wanted to see was the result. This guy was scanning the whole audience where there were beautiful women. Intentionally or unintentionally, he actually found that a man was sitting with ten beautiful women in a box opposite, looking at the sitting position and distance...

"Fake! Such a beautiful woman was actually occupied by an Eastern pig, Fake!" Yelai, the son of God, wanted to roar in anger!

The Cardinal sitting next to him couldn't believe it. He died just like that without even exerting a move from a great magician and a magic warrior?
Chapter completed!