Chapter 858 Burning the Power of the Heart, Facing the Envoy

The response of the leading bishop was not slow.

The other six bishops are also very agile.

Hearing the warning from the leader, the seven people present retreated immediately.

However, from the moment Fen Xin appeared, their fate was already doomed.

I saw Fen Xin stretching his butterfly wings in Qin Zhe's hands, and a hot breeze blew across the snowfield forest quietly.

Including the head bishop, the seven bishops who were still flying back screamed collectively and turned into seven burning men in an instant.

In the next second, the woodland was silent.

The Pyromen transformed from seven bishops, like burnt wood, left seven shocking scorched marks on the snow, and disappeared forever in this world.

Qin Zhe witnessed such a scene the whole time, dumbfounded.

Fen Xin just patted the butterfly wings in his hand, and the seven seventh-level people inexplicably turned into Burning Men.

Then they burned up in a breathless time, leaving not even a bone.

He could barely recognize the scene of seven bishops spontaneously combusting collectively.

Roughly, it was the process of burning the heart to help the living to smelt the liquid medicine when he was refining alchemy.

But he didn't understand how Fen Xin managed to burn seven bishops to death at once...

The little guy was always in his hands, and the butterfly wings only flapped once.

The seven bishops were at least fifty meters away.

This time, the group was wiped out?

Looking at the triumphant Fen Xin with his small chest in his hands in astonishment, Qin Zhe realized that he seemed to have underestimated this little thing a little too much in the past.

Putting Fen Xin on his shoulder with his backhand, Qin Zhe asked.

"You just used poison?"

"Um."

Fen Xin nodded vigorously, sat on his shoulders, swayed her little feet twice, and said.

"Master, am I very powerful?"

"sharp."

Qin Zhe responded and walked forward.

Burning Heart's move is more than powerful?

In a blink of an eye, the seven bishops were refined as medicinal materials.

On the surface, it seems that the principle is the same as that of the little guy working with him to make alchemy.

But in fact, it was Burning Heart's poison that was too terrifying.

With just a flap of her wings, her poison killed seven bishops in minutes.

Qin Zhe wasn't sure how Fenxin's poison spread, causing seven people to be poisoned instantly.

But he was sure that if there were other people present just now, they would definitely suffer along with them.

This is an indiscriminate means of killing.

With this little thing like Fen Xin showing his hands and feet, Qin Zhe's confidence suddenly became stronger for this trip.

He was never a Madonna type character.

Get in the way, just kill him.

Whether you are involuntary or not!

...

The death of the seven bishops obviously couldn't be hidden from the divine envoy's induction.

But after this battle, no one came to block the way.

Not long after, Qin Zhe came to the Temple of Prayer for Heaven on foot.

As soon as they arrived at the place, the heavy door of the Temple of Prayer for Heaven opened with a bang, and a two-meter-tall man in brocade clothes walked out slowly.

Seeing this man for the first time, Qin Zhe frowned slightly.

This man is not just tall.

Behind him, there is a pair of pure white wings.

This image is very similar to the Celestial Human Race.

But in essence, it is different.

The height of the man is not as exaggerated as that of the Celestials.

The wings on the back are not as tense as the Celestials.

Compared with the wings used by the celestial beings as a means of flight, the man's wings are more like a decoration, a symbol.

Other than that, the man's appearance is blond and blue-eyed, which is completely different from the Celestials whose overall appearance is characterized by oriental features.

Is this person a saint?

Qin Zhe frowned and stopped.

Just about to look at the man carefully, Fen Xin who was sitting on his shoulder spoke in a low voice.

"Master, this tall man is a little troublesome, I can't kill him with poison."

"..."

Qin Zhe was dumbfounded.

All this way, he relied on Fen Xin to give him "confidence".

As a result, he had just met the rightful owner, and this little thing discouraged him, can it work?

As he was speechless, the tall man walked up to him and stopped, and spoke flatly.

"My holy clan has no intention of having anything to do with the witch clan. Your Excellency has crossed the line. Please go back."

"Crossing the line?"

Qin Zhe tilted his head and sneered.

"Beiguo, when did it become the territory of your holy clan?"

"The Northern Kingdom is a holy land that believes in the Supreme God, and our saints are the envoys appointed by the Supreme God."

The tall man looked down and said, saying.

"Proclaiming the teachings and will of the Supreme God is the responsibility of the Holy Race and the meaning of existence. The Holy Race has the right to govern all holy lands."

Faced with such a typical magician's remark that the dove occupies the magpie's nest so fresh and refined, Qin Zhe was almost laughed out of anger, and sarcastically said.

"Are all members of your holy clan so shameless?"

While speaking, Qin Zhe took a step forward.

"You must be the first envoy who descended seven days ago. You told me just now that you didn't tell the church and the Northland Church when you arrived? I'm curious, what made you tear up your disguise?"

Before the man could respond, Qin Zhe teased his shoulder with his backhand and Fen Xin stepped forward again, squinting his eyes.

"Because of me? I don't think so. In this way, the arrival of the second envoy today has a special meaning."

Facing Qin Zhe's words, the man remained silent, and a sharp cold light flashed in the depths of his cold, emotionless eyes.

Seeing this, Qin Zhe raised his eyebrows.

"It looks like I hit the spot."

Upon hearing these words, the man gave him a deep look.

"Give you one last chance, get out of here now."

Qin Zhe let out a "hehe" when he heard the words, raised his hand and punched him head-on.

At this distance, the explosive power possessed by his physical body alone is enough to guarantee a sure hit.

The man obviously didn't expect Qin Zhe to do it as soon as he said he would do it. Suddenly, he saw a huge iron fist that almost distorted the space and bombarded him. His expression changed slightly and he raised his hand to block.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the man groaned and flew straight upside down, crashing into the temple.

Qin Zhe made a meritorious deed with one blow, and stayed where he was without rushing forward.

The punch just now was very solid.

But after this punch, he clearly felt that what he hit did not seem to be flesh, but rather like hitting some kind of substance that was no less hard than high-density metal.

The physical body of the saints is so powerful?

Qin Zhe was surprised.

So far, he has beaten quite a few aliens.

But even Chonglan, who is as strong as the Celestial Race, has a physical body that is as outrageous as metal.

Whether the Saint Race is stronger than the Celestial Race is hard to say.

What is clear is that the man standing in front of him just now is just a pawn.

The really powerful ones, and the ones that Qin Zhe cares about, are the female saints who just arrived not long ago.

How powerful is Chonglan?

Even if the Saint Race is indeed stronger than the Celestial Race, there is no reason for a soldier before the horse to be stronger than the Celestial Emperor who has dominated an era, right?

Even if Chonglan's strength was damaged, what she suffered was only her cultivation.

Her physical strength will not be affected much.

Unbelievable, a beam of light shoots out from the hall and strikes Qin Zhe's forehead.

With a sound of "boom", Qin Zhe stopped on the spot without moving, a puff of blue smoke rose from his forehead.

Raising his hand and touching his forehead, Qin Zhe looked towards the main entrance of the temple.

"Didn't eat? Just this little strength?"