Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

"Go, you can only go, if you don't fight now, I'm afraid there will be variables."

Kate Russell whispered.

He was right, the things that Henry's group didn't know were all in Kate Russell's calculations.

At this moment, the person who killed the angel in the sky did not appear.

Maybe he is watching?

In other words, even he is very curious about how far things will go?

Or is it that the meaning of his existence will only remove the threats from the gods for Xia Yan. As for mortals like himself, he would never take action?

There are countless possibilities in my mind, but no matter what it is, it is obvious that that person did not immediately act.

In any case, this is still a rare opportunity.

Once in a lifetime, if you miss it, you may not have it again.

Whether Xia Yan has become weak or not, after the trial, it will be clear.

What Kate Russell meant, and Joseph Morgan also understood.

Right now, there is no way out.

Now that the layout is unfolding, there is only one battle.

The next moment, Joseph Morgan raised his right hand high.

Tens of thousands of people, in the entire city of Rome, all the figures of the three religions and nine tiers gathered here today.

The people of the Holy See are not stupid. The old Pope has seen it with his own eyes. There are many of these people who are prestigious S-rank martial artists, whether they are high-class families or those wanted criminals who can only find a way to survive in the gutter.

It can be said that there are tens of thousands of people of all kinds.

It turns out that the United States has stretched its hand to Rome long ago...

The old pope narrowed his eyes.

Had it not been for Xia Yan's arrival today, he might not have known that the Americans had the ability to change the world in Rome.

In this way, it seems that thanks to Xia Yan, the Holy See could discover the threat of darkness under the light.

But Xia Yan also came to find fault.

This made the old pope very helpless.

At this moment, he regretted the decision he made.

"Maybe it was wrong from the beginning, Joan, you are right, alas."

The old pope sighed.

In any case, at the moment he can only silently pray that the Holy See can tide over this crisis.

The saint Jeanne, who had been standing behind him, bit her thin lip lightly, and the eyes of Xia Yan were full of complex colors.

He is now the same as when he first met.

I still remember the first time the two met, and they saluted him and made a big oolong, making outsiders think that the Holy See was bowing to Xia Yan.

After that, the challenge of Kate Russell and the majesty of Xia Yan in the Bird's Nest Stadium are still vivid.

It’s just that no one would have imagined that because of a misunderstanding, the surprise that the Holy See would bow to an outsider once made the world feel astonished. At this moment, it turned into another scene.

Who else would think that saluting to Xia Yan is overstepping the rules? Is it too solemn?

I'm afraid that people all over the world will change their minds when things are spread out today.

The growth of Xia Yan has overshadowed the edge of the Holy See.

He broke the myth that the Holy See was undefeated for a thousand years.

At this moment, he is even qualified to determine the rise and fall of the Holy See.

Such a person shouldn't be an enemy of him...

"Ugh."

Joan subconsciously sighed: "The matter has reached this point. It is useless to say anything. I only hope that he will not embarrass the Holy See too much."

"Jan...you, do you think he is okay?"

"Ok……"

Joan's words made the old pope's heart tremble slightly.

The Celtics, the legend of the witch god, he was naturally clear. Originally, the old pope was not sure whether there was anything wrong with Xia Yan.

But after hearing the words of Joan of Arc, the heart of the old pope suddenly sank to the bottom.

I have to say that if Xia Yan is really downgraded and no longer has the strength to crush everyone, they may be able to get back the dominant power.

Right now, there is no hope.

It's like an old saying in the Dragon Kingdom, man is a knife and I am a fish.

The sorrow and helplessness in this are deeply felt today by an old man who has been watching the world for more than 60 years.

On the other side, everyone who had been silent gradually became angry again.

Three people become tigers, thousands become disasters, and tens of thousands are enough to rule the roost.

Among the tens of thousands of people in front of Xia Yan, there may be many retreats, but as long as one person takes the lead, it can arouse most people's confidence.

Let the impossible become possible, let the fear and caution disappear.

"hit!"

"Fak squid! I don't believe it anymore, can we still be scared by an Oriental?"

"He has no magic power!"

"Xia Yan is downgraded! Now he must be a mortal, not a god!"

"He is bluffing, don't be afraid!"

Tens of thousands of people responded, shouting.

The cheering words that seemed to be for the companions were actually comforting themselves.

Xia Yan must not be able to do it anymore, now he is completely a paper tiger.

And we will be the witnesses who pierce the disguise of the paper tiger!

"The Order of the Knights of the Round Table!"

"in!"

"Charge! Charge! Only take Xia Yan's head!"

"Kill Xiayan, the royal family represented by this prince will make him a marquis!"

"Roar!"

Whether it is knights who value honor more than life, or those snobs, under the reward, there must be brave men.

The identity of King Henry the Eagle played an extremely crucial role at this moment.

Xia Yan has never been a soft-handed person, and at this moment, he has no reason to be soft-handed.

"Come out."

And Xia Yan, facing the aggressive tens of thousands, he just let out a fluttering voice.

After the words fell, a figure suddenly appeared beside Xia Yan.

Wearing a purple gold crown, golden chain mail, feet on the world’s precious boots, the scarlet cloak suddenly rolled up behind him, like a long **** curtain.

Holding a golden rod in his right hand, the hair on his face is as indestructible as a steel needle.

He is Monkey King Monkey King!

After Monkey King became Xia Yan's guardian spirit, he faced the world for the first time.

The appearance of this monkey can be said to be well-known to everyone, as small as three-year-old children, as large as half-length elders, will anyone know the story of Monkey King.

In the myths and legends of the Dragon Kingdom, he is both the Monkey King and the Buddha!

Immediately afterwards, the Bull Demon King with a knife appeared, grinning grimly.

Xia Yan didn't need to do it himself at all, because he was still a **** above all living beings.

For him, the curse of the wizard **** has no effect at all!

He just needs to stand and look calmly, without even having to do it himself.

Because no matter how many of these people are, in the eyes of Xia Yan today, they are no longer beings on the same level.

The difference between immortal and ordinary! If there is a moat! The difference between cloud and mud!