When the premonition appeared, Gu Qingshan immediately became alert.
Powerful practitioners have some spiritual sense in the dark. If they suddenly sense something, they must have glimpsed or sensed a gap in fate, which will usually come true later.
Generally speaking, premonitions rarely occur.
Coincidentally, this time Gu Qingshan had a premonition at the same time as the Pope.
Gu Qingshan thought for a while and suddenly said: "After we enter, when the banquet is over and the dance begins, you will immediately leave the banquet and return to the embassy."
Several people looked at him in confusion.
The ambassador said in a deep voice: "Is there any danger?"
"Not necessarily, but you'd better return home first."
Gu Qingshan said: "The goddess of justice."
"I am here."
"The plan has changed. I request you to arrange a rapid shuttle at the embassy and send the ambassador away as soon as they arrive."
"Arrangements will be made soon."
Gu Qingshan looked at the ambassador and said, "Sorry, please move faster later."
The ambassador nodded thoughtfully.
This agent was able to talk directly to the goddess of justice. This mission must be very important. His personal authority was temporarily increased by a large margin by the goddess of justice.
The ambassador said: "You should also take care. If the situation is too difficult, don't force it. When you return to the Free Federation in the future, I will testify for you."
Gu Qingshan looked at him unexpectedly and said with a smile, "Okay."
At this time, the speed of the car gradually slowed down, because other vehicles in front slowed down.
What happened before?
Gu Qingshan released his spiritual thoughts and continued to extend outwards until he reached the pass level.
Layers upon layers of Crusaders tightly surrounded an open space.
A tall white-robed ascetic stood in the middle of the field, looking at several professionals who were tied tightly.
He looked at several professionals one by one and then said: "You have two choices now. One is to throw yourself into the cell immediately and wait to endure various punishments; the other is to have a spar with me."
He suddenly showed a decent and gentle smile and said softly: "If you defeat me, I will order you to be released."
"Are you telling the truth?" the professionals asked hesitantly.
"Saints never lie, you should know this."
Although he had a smile and a gentle tone, the saint looked at them with extremely cold and callous eyes, as if he were looking at living animals in a cage in a slaughterhouse.
Several professionals, you look at me, I look at you, and you can't help but feel excited.
"Then let's compete with you."
"Very well, loosen up."
"When you are ready, you can go."
Five or six professionals moved their bodies slightly, making tactical coordination gestures with each other, and launched a fierce and crazy attack.
The white-robed saint stood there with his arms folded, letting all kinds of attacks fall on him.
His robes had long been shattered into pieces, and he could only bare his upper body, enduring various attacks such as frost, flames, swords, axes, and guns.
After counting the breaths.
"Die!"
"Die!"
"Why aren't you dead yet!?"
Among the besiegers, some were already crying.
Because there wasn’t even a single scratch on the white-robed saint’s body.
In the layers of attacks, several professionals were inexplicably seriously injured and fell down one after another.
The white-robed saint looked at the several seriously injured people on the ground. Regardless of the fact that he was still under attack, he walked up to them in a few steps, kicked one at a time, and broke the necks of the seriously injured people.
He squinted his eyes slightly and carefully looked at the lifeless bodies one after another, as if he was observing his own masterpiece.
He nodded with satisfaction.
"Monster, monster!"
One professional who was still alive almost collapsed.
The white-robed saint looked at him and said, "To use a sword against me is an act of blasphemy against the god's spokesperson in the world. You need to use death to atone for your sins."
There was a deep malice in his cold tone, and under his feet, there was a pattern that was constantly emitting holy light.
Gu Qingshan's mind swept over it and he immediately recognized the meaning of this pattern.
This is a mysterious skill specifically chosen by the Holy Religion to atone for sins.
In the face of the chosen skill "Atonement", any attacker will surely receive 200% of the damage returned.
And saints who have "atonement" will not be harmed in any way.
The Holy Cult's methods have always been cruel and inhumane, but all professionals have to admit that the Holy Cult's chosen skills are extremely powerful.
Historically, the Holy Religion has always been attached to the royal family of the Holy Kingdom.
The royal family of the Holy Kingdom provides the chosen awakening potion for the seeds of the Holy Religion, while the Holy Religion protects the royal family and is responsible for protecting the Holy Kingdom.
To this day, the royal family has been slaughtered by the Holy Cult, leaving only Anna.
A burly man grabbed a long-handled battle ax, bursting with layers of hidden power, and rushed straight towards the saint.
"Behead!"
The big man shouted violently, and with a whistling sound, the battle ax slashed towards the saint.
Facing such a ferocious attack, the Saint still crossed his arms, not even bothering to block it.
"Axe? Rubbish weapon." He said disdainfully.
There was only a dull sound as the sharp tomahawk hit him - like something hitting thick rubber.
The white-robed saint stood unharmed.
He actually blocked the opponent's full attack with only his flesh and blood.
This is simply unbelievable.
"impossible!"
The big man screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The saint in white robe stretched out his big hand like a cattail leaf fan and grabbed the big man's neck.
"It's not even close to scratching an itch. I'm disappointed."
He said calmly, applying force to his hands suddenly.
There was a "click" sound, and the bald man's neck showed a strange angle.
The bald man suddenly died.
"The discussion is over."
The white-robed saint threw the body on the ground and said rather boringly.
Several Crusaders quickly walked up to him carrying a large bathtub.
One person is lying on the ground, the second person is lying down with his back hunched over, and the third person is half kneeling.
They formed a human-shaped staircase.
The white-robed saint stepped over the three of them, leaving only a few bloody footprints.
The saint enters the tub.
A few minutes later, the saint reappeared in front of everyone wearing a brand new white ascetic robe.
"Sir, do you want to take this person alive for interrogation?" a Crusader officer asked.
There is still a seriously injured professional on the ground. He is like a dying fish, still with his mouth wide open and breathing laboriously.
"No need, they're just scum, shoot them on the spot." He said coldly.
"yes!"
Several scattered gunshots rang out.
The saint calmly ordered: "Don't let your guard down and continue to eliminate suspicious people."
"To ensure that today's dinner goes smoothly."
"Yes, sir!"
Gu Qingshan withdrew his spiritual thoughts and meditated silently.
Ivan, one of the seven saints of the Holy Religion, a penance and penance.
This is a cruel and dangerous person who likes to kill in the name of competition.
Ivan's current strength is equivalent to that of an early Jindan monk. Fortunately, he doesn't know how to practice spiritual power. Otherwise, his strength would be on par with Nascent Soul!
In the entire Holy Religion, apart from the Pope, a few saints have the highest fighting power.
This time when Gu Qingshan came to the Holy Kingdom, his only concern was actually the Pope and the saints.
Gu Qingshan made a breath-containing technique.
The next second, the vague spiritual light on his body was completely restrained.
From the outside, there is no hint of his depth.
Soon, the embassy car slowly stopped.
The ambassador opened the car door and stepped out to check the situation ahead.
I saw more than a dozen cars attending the banquet parked on the road outside.
