On the long street.

John, who was squatting on the corner of the street, watched a carriage slowly disappear.

No...it doesn't disappear, but it's like driving into an oil painting.

The pedestrians, patrol officers, and even a street magician next to him seemed to be unaware of it.

"The Cursed Things - Sanson's oil paintings can drag the target into a hidden space to fight and minimize the attention of people around you."

Zhu Qingliu did not resist the pulling force and was also pulled into the oil painting.

She saw a golden wheat field, and in the center of the wheat field, there was a carriage.

The coachman looked confused and almost thought he was dreaming.

The immortal cultivators in the East are not those who are not transformed by ancient times.

Even if they cannot cultivate the Western mysterious system at the same time, it will bring pollution and the road is hopeless.

But there is no problem in using talismans and cursed objects... to achieve unique effects.

"According to the security system of the royal capital... After the councillor Bornke asked for help, the first person he received was the security army... The closest major general was Joseph, a [Dragon Knight]!"

"By Sansong's oil paintings, this process can be hindered, but it lasts up to three minutes..."

"After three minutes, Joseph will definitely arrive at the scene, tear the oil painting, and discover that the existence of us Eastern monks... In the next 10 seconds, even the big man who is comparable to the ancestor of the Yuanshen will take action."

"Therefore, the battle must be resolved within three minutes, and the anti-divination and prophecy talismans are used as fast as possible to escape the scene!"

His mind was twisting thousands of times, and Zhu Qingliu had only a firm look in his eyes: "Get out the sword!"

choke!

The big black umbrella she held in her hand suddenly exploded, and a slender flying sword emerged from it!

Hidden sword in the umbrella, sword comes out of selflessness!

The flying sword turned into a stream of light, slashing the entire carriage straight, showing the surprise of the member Bornke.

And blue eyes summoned an iron armor to guard Anthony in front of the two.

"It's a damn Eastern man!"

"Quick...just send a signal... the Archbishop arrives within 10 seconds, and they are dead."

Member Bornke was not at all panicked, but was filled with a sense of firmness, as if he had returned to the battlefield where he had fought.

"If there is a curse, other means of transmission will be affected. I will try my best to hold the other party. The MP would better pray as soon as possible..."

Blue-eyed Anthony stared at Zhu Qingliu who was assassinating.

The flying sword seemed to turn into streams of light, and it assassinated hundreds of swords in an instant!

However, the iron armored puppet he summoned suddenly expanded and turned into a hill, protecting him and Bornke, like the most sturdy steel fortress.

Meanwhile, Bornke was praying quickly.

He did not pray to the Lord of the Sect, because the death of a believer would not attract the slightest attention of this existence.

He will not shelter a believer like an ant, or do an operator-like job.

"The followers of the gates of ten thousand gates!"

"The dominant of the boundless spiritual world!"

“Great Crado Tissamo!”

This is the name of the Archbishop of the Lord of the Sect, a demigod with at least the 6th order!

Such existence can completely accept prayers and responses within a certain range.

And, ignore the limitations of many cursed things!

Zhu Qingliu looked at this scene, and her eyes were not fluctuating at all.

Because she had deduced this situation a long time ago, a silver spell burned rapidly on her palm, and invisible ripples spread.

Based on the mystical knowledge she has mastered, only secret existence can fight against the same high-ranking people.

Although Levi Mojito was mysterious, he was indeed the favored man of an evil god.

Even if I don’t know who the evil god is, I can definitely interfere with my prayers to the Archbishop.

Bornke prayed over and nothing happened.

His face looked ugly and he quickly prayed to other persons who knew him.

When Blue-Eyed Anthony saw this scene, his heart sank. He clasped his fists together, and a black iron-like color appeared on his body.

As a personal bodyguard for the MP, what he is best at is not attacking, but guarding!

In the face of any attack below the fifth order position, he is confident that he can hold on for a long time.

'Relying on my ability to support the steel armor puppet can last for at least five minutes... And during this period, it has been enough for outsiders to react, and even the security forces arrived to support...'

Anthony gritted his teeth and thought.

But he forgot something. In the ancient East, there has always been a motto, saying that if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it!

Zhu Qingliu issued a talisman and disturbed the prayer, and suddenly pinched a magic trick.

The flying sword moved and moved in agile manner. Suddenly, a blue sword light several feet long was pulled out, and it penetrated into the steel fortress with no thickness, pierced through the black iron color, and pierced into Anthony's neck.

"This is impossible...my defense?"

Anthony's blue eyes fell slowly down with an unbelievable look.

When Councillor Bornke saw this scene, a hint of fleshy pain appeared on his face, and he gritted his teeth and pulled a string of blue necklaces around his neck.

This is also a curse thing, even ordinary people can use it, and it can form an absolutely safe space protection.

He even had an escape ring on his hand, which could directly teleport for a distance.

These three cursed objects combined, even an ordinary person can escape most assassinations.

Unfortunately, the escape ring was restrained by Sanson's oil painting, and the "incomplete heart" could only sense the danger a little time in advance.

This left him with no chance to call the extraordinary bodyguard behind the carriage in.

"Orientals, you're dead, no...I want you to be my captive!"

When the MP Bornke saw a blue light column rising up and turning into a special cage to protect him, wrapping him in it, a smile appeared on his face: "I will use the assassination as an excuse to promote the bill more actively, and everything you value will be a bubble!"

"Only the weak will intimidate with words... This seems to be your famous saying."

Zhu Qingliu slowly stepped forward and bounced the blue cage: "This is your strongest guardian, and it is also your cage and coffin... Do you think I have to cut it to kill you?"

A smile appeared on her face, and she pinched her magic tricks: "The Yellow Spring attracts ghosts! All spirits obey orders!"

Bornke only noticed that at some point around him, there were still some pale and innocent souls wearing mao clothes!

They did not pass through the protection, but were quietly arranged to Bornke when they broke through the steel fortress!

As a [warrior], he is not good at resisting attacks at the soul level, and despair cannot help but appear on his face.

At this time, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky.
Chapter completed!