People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

Terrified.

It can be seen how miserable those psychics present are.

Only the remaining Protestant members and psychics from other organizations were seen.

Under the entanglement of black air, the flesh and blood melted like a candle.

Only bones were left.

Then it collapsed to the ground and shattered into pieces.

And this moment.

Fang Zuo, who was present, threw a punch to help Wang Jianguo break up the divine armed formation.

Just floating in the air.

Wang Jianguo below was feasting on these souls.

He has no idea.

A divine thought that could easily crush him was being firmly blocked by Fang Zuo above.

"What? You're not going to make a move yet?" Fang Zuo said calmly, "If you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to find such a good opportunity again once I get my official status."

"This thing is of some use to me..." An old voice echoed in Fang Zuo's ears: "Fellow Daoist, could you please give me what you have in your hand?"

"Impossible." Fang Zuo flatly refused.

"No room for negotiation?"

"Unless I die." Fang Zuo said expressionlessly.

"Well, it seems this thing is destined for you, fellow Daoist." The old voice smiled carefreely: "Then I won't take away what others love..."

The old voice kept its word and withdrew its spiritual consciousness in an instant.

disappeared without a trace.

In a massive basement somewhere in North America.

There were strange flashes inside the huge formation.

An old man in a Taoist robe sat in the middle of the formation.

"Master, his realm has dropped to Jindan, which is a good opportunity. Why do you let him go?" asked the middle-aged man in a white suit in confusion.

"You are confused. This thing is dispensable to my Dao. It is nothing more than a reference." The old man said in a deep voice: "It is not to the point where I must fight him with the Dao."

"Moreover, don't underestimate any Yuanying Zhenren. Even if his realm falls, how do you know he doesn't have a trump card in hand?"

"As long as he doesn't stand in my way, there's no need to go to the point of life and death..."

And now it is northeast of Los Angeles Beach.

Michaela Cohen and Demi Blackrock were gritting their teeth and staring fiercely at the young Asian man in the fire.

"Who is he?" Michaela Cohen looked at Fang Zuo's blurry face, then looked at the Jewish holy relic in his hand, her little face tense.

It was only many years ago that I found out from old auction records that the lost holy relic of Judaism was in the collection of a wealthy man on the beach in Los Angeles.

This plan seemed to be on the verge of success, but the fruits of victory were reaped by this young man.

Demi Blackrock also looked at Fang Zuo high in the sky in the distance.

I feel like this figure looks familiar.

But I couldn't see his face and couldn't remember where I had seen him.

"What do we do now?" asked Demi Blackrock.

"No matter who he is, he is seeking death..." Michaela Cohen said coldly.

She slowly rolled up the sleeves of her white gift.

Revealing the metal arm ring.

then.

The mechanical sound of the Jewish Kingdom in the void was heard again.

【Energy charging.....】

【Please confirm the command again....】

"Kill the target and move space!" said Michaela Cohen.

The little face looked at Fang Zuo as if he was looking at a dead person.

Chapter 364: The Fall of the Jewish Beauty

【Energy charging completed.....】

【Warning, warning, energy storage is decreasing....】

[Warning, warning, energy has dropped to the lowest level...]

Michaela Cohen's delicate little face was cold and stern, and her pair of beautiful sapphire eyes looked at the man in the distance.

The one standing in the air.

Fang Zuo was completely unaware of this.

Michaela Cohen gritted her teeth.

All these years.

The Jews spent a huge amount of wealth to buy various material energies.

But it was consumed in just a few seconds.

all of these.

It’s all because of that damn man in the distance whose face I can’t see clearly.

but.

If the holy relic is retrieved.

Then it's all worth it.

Can easily rule the planet.

From now on.

The Jews will become the masters of this planet.

【100% ready.....】

【Start executing the command....】

As the mechanical and cold female voice fell in my mind.

Michaela Cohen's vision went black.

Wait until it lights up again.

Her vision was already in outer space.

At a point that doesn't exist, overlooking the entire galaxy.

then.

Her vision moved forward rapidly.

enlarge.

Countless planets passed by her eyes one by one.

Until it finally stopped on a blue planet.

An invisible energy arrived in an instant.

This slowly rotating planet.

It just slowly stopped.

And at this time.

Fang Zuo, who was standing above the Los Angeles beach, was the first to feel the abnormality of the heaven and earth.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

Look up to the sky.

In a large underground formation in North America.

The old man in the Taoist robe shuddered all over, and his eyes swept across the frozen disciple beside him.

Glancing at the formation.

In the huge formation, the flickering light patterns seemed to be frozen.

No more flowing.

He slowly looked up at the ceiling.

Thousands of kilometers away in the Arctic.

On an ice floe.

An old man in a vest and shorts.

Standing with feet firmly planted on floating ice.

Cursing, he pulled the fishing rod and fought against the whale in the distance.

Then, everything stopped.

The old man looked at the whale that suddenly stopped moving at his feet.

And the originally lively seal groups on the surrounding icebergs.

He also frowned and looked up at the sky.

Everything on Earth stopped at this moment.

Including the Earth itself.

time, space.

Everything is stagnant at this moment.

"It's not me he's looking for. It's that guy." The old man in Taoist robes slowly closed his old eyes again.

The old man who was fishing for whales in the Arctic stroked his beard and looked towards North America with a calm expression.

"Boy, hold on!!"

And on the beaches of North America.

Except for Fang Zuo, there was silence all around.

The wind no longer blows.

The waves raised by the sea are fixed in the air.

Wang Jianguo is waving a black banner, releasing countless resentful souls, and harvesting North American supernatural beings.

Maintain posture.

There was still a terrifying smile on his face.

The same goes for all the ghosts who were wailing and running away.

With various expressions of fear, he changed into various forms and ran for his life.

Fang Zuo's face was solemn.

"Is this...the way of heaven?"

Fang Zuo felt this force that imprisoned the time and space of the entire planet.

So vast that it is silent.

“No….No….”