The top masters of the Wyminster Abbey held their heads high, as if they were laughing at the inadequacy of these tanks.

At this time, the top masters of the Wyminster Monastery had already rushed to the vicinity of the tank. With the speed of these people just now, it was basically instantaneous.

The men of Dai Xudong in the tank all had horror on their faces. Clearly, everyone sensed the danger.

Dai Xudong kept giving orders to his subordinates, as if he wanted to let these tanks play their final role and cause some effective damage to the masters of these Weimin Monastery.

Bang bang bang ~~~~

The cannonballs fired from the cannons could not even touch the corners of the clothes of the masters of the Wynmin Monastery.

Da da da ~~~~~

The heavy machine guns on the tank roared desperately, but they couldn't hurt anyone at all.

Dai Xudong's eyes also showed some panic. Although, there is Liu Qingming by his side. However, in the face of the group of masters above the Innate Realm in front of him, he was also a little numb in his scalp. What made him even more apprehensive was that among the people in front of him, there were no less than twenty great supernatural powers in the Heavenly and Human Realm alone.

Moreover, Dai Xudong felt that the old bishops in front of him were no different from pinching an ant to death. Even if Dai Xudong broke through the realm and entered the realm of heaven and man at this time, he couldn't change anything.

It's simply not a one-dimensional confrontation.

"Whoever approaches the tank will be killed......"

At this moment, Liu Qingming suddenly said loudly.

Dai Xudong was stunned, and looked at Liu Qingming with a slight puzzlement, he didn't know what Liu Qingming meant.

Liu Qingming's voice was not loud, but it was particularly loud in the empty pasture, and there were echoes in the air. Almost everyone on the battlefield heard it clearly.

Many people couldn't help but look up, but they didn't know where the sound came from.

Even the figures of the old bishops who led the rush forward in the Weimin Monastery couldn't help but be stunned, but they glanced at each other, and their faces showed a little puzzlement. However, the next moment's face changed drastically. Because, they all felt a powerful momentum rising into the sky.

The old bishops of the Abbey of Wilmin, all watched vigilantly.

I saw twelve figures like meteors, passing through the night, and in an instant, they collided with the old bishops of the Westin Monastery.

Gusts of wind rose on the ground, and the grass on the grass below was staggered.

Bang~~~

Bang~~~

Bang~~~

This was followed by the sound of a huge explosion of energy. Shockwaves spread like water waves to all directions, and those masters of the Weimin Monastery who were close to them were either killed or injured as long as they were affected.

Even, the turrets of several tanks were lifted by the energy vortex just now.

The old bishops of the Wimin Monastery all fell to the ground lying in the air.

The masters of the Weimin Monastery were silent one by one, and they all looked at the old bishops lying on the ground with a frightened expression. A few of them died on the spot in the air, even if they were still alive, they were also vomiting blood, obviously taking in more air, less breathing, and not much time.

The twelve imposing old men were also slow from the air, but they all bowed down to face the off-road vehicle.

When he saw the faces of the twelve old men clearly, Dai Xudong's face showed a little shock.

Of the twelve old men, he could only recognize two or three. However, these two or three people are all figures who once commanded the party and had monstrous authority.

For example, Lao Zamao, who is the previous generation of the master of the concept of knowledge, was the leader of the Huaxia Daomen a hundred years ago. The current master of Zhiweiguan, Su Tiande, a veteran of the Chinese Special Front, is his personal disciple.

These old men are good or evil, good or evil. However, there is no good stubble.

In fact, Dai Xudong grew up listening to the stories of these old men. For the era of the Hundred Years War in the Eastern and Western supernatural realms, he has long longed for it, and he can't be born in that era. But he didn't want to see such a few people today who he once admired so much.

Thinking of these twelve old men just now, as soon as they made a move, they abolished the most powerful supernatural beings in this Weimin Monastery. Dai Xudong couldn't help but feel that the hero was not old.

He was also curious about what these old men had reached. The most powerful supernatural beings in the Weimin Monastery didn't survive a single face.

"Within a radius of ten miles, I don't want to see living creatures, and not a single fly is allowed to fly out......," Liu Qingminglang said.

Liu Qingming's words obviously woke up the masters of the Weimin Monastery who were stunned just now. It was only then that they reacted, and they were on a battlefield at this time. Some of them stood there frightened, overwhelmed, while others had already fled desperately.

"Yes......"

The twelve old men said in unison, but the twelve figures scattered in twelve directions as they spoke. Where those figures passed, they left behind a miserable cry.

"Let's go, go to the monastery......"

In the miserable screams of the masters of Weimin Monastery, Liu Qingming said to Dai Xudong.

Dai Xudong nodded, but he also started the car and drove towards the Weimin Monastery.

Outside the car window, there were already gusts of bloody rain. The twelve old men were like twelve tigers rushing into the flock, and the masters of the Abbey of Westmin, under these twelve old men, were as weak as sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Even those who had attained great supernatural powers had completely lost the will to fight at this time. Even if those old men chased and killed, the people of the Weimin Monastery only fled, and did not dare to resist at all.

Looking out the car window, the endless slaughter. Dai Xudong couldn't help but feel like a dream.

There are hundreds of masters above the innate realm, and there are even more than twenty great supernatural powers in the heavenly and human realms, but at this time, they are all like the lost dogs, without any dignity. The great supernatural person who was admired by the world like a god actually knelt on the ground and cried and begged at this time.

In a short time, the Land Rover was already in front of the Wemin Abbey.

By this time, it was a rubble and rubble, and there were corpses and minced flesh all over the ground. There were also monks who were not yet dead and were crying out for help. There were also monks with broken legs and arms, who had not had time to be rescued, and were crushed under the ruins, but they kept crying, and their voices were timid and sad.

Liu Qingming got out of the car, stepped on the blood-stained rubble, and walked slowly towards the church, while Dai Xudong followed without saying a word.