Old Meng Li also seemed to find that he was on the verge of life and death, and his years of combat experience made him not panic, and the two spears on the left and right sides were about to pierce his body, and if he couldn't dodge this time, he would definitely die. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Lao Mengli shouted, his legs were forced, the entire roof collapsed instantly, and Lao Mengli fell to the ground to avoid a catastrophe.

"There has been, warrior of the House of Northen," said the Virgin Delezhar.

Domas didn't do anything but remind them to guard against Northen and House Bruch, and only maintained a posture of silent prayer. A warrior of the Northen Clan is the most terrifying of the five dark families, known for their cold-bloodedness and discipline. The eight warriors of the Northumbre clan had cold faces and fierce eyes and spears in their hands, they did not have the wings of the Gangaro family, nor did they have the agility of the Mokawi family, so they arrived last.

The real war has just begun, and the people of the Mokawi family continue to focus on Lao Mengli, and Lao Mengli also knows that it is now time for a real war, and no one dares to underestimate the people of the Nuo Sen Lu family. At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the people of the Mokawi family looked at the moon and roared in the sky, and there was a wolf howl in their mouths, and they suddenly tore off the clothes on their bodies, and under the illumination of the moonlight, the upper body of the Mokawi family actually grew gray fur, and what was even more unbelievable was that their faces and heads had become wolf heads!

"Are you going to get serious?" said Old Mengli frowned.

Once the people of the Mokawi family transformed, both speed and strength would be greatly improved, and Lao Mengli's fists clenched into his already tall and he became even more like a fierce beast, and the muscles in his body began to bulge continuously, and his body contained terrifying power.

"Be careful, old Monli was nicknamed the Titan when he was young," said the year-old man of the Northen family.

"Your worries are unnecessary"

The people of the Mokawi family were very confident, and they who turned into werewolves were even more blood-hungry, turning into an afterimage and rushing towards Old Mengli. Old Meng Li picked up the giant sword with one hand and slapped it, originally before the transformation, these people of the Mokawi family could only dodge, but now the two pairs of iron claws actually blocked the giant sword. Old Meng Li was not helpless because of this, grabbed the werewolf's head with his left hand and pressed it to the ground, and then the giant sword stabbed in with his backhand, and one of the werewolves of the Mokawi family was eliminated.

The square was suddenly filled with a black mist, and the faces of the Torredo family were a little excited, and with the black mist, they could exert a stronger deterrent. The fog gradually enveloped the entire square, darkness was everywhere, and the situation of the old friars, who had lost control of their surroundings, was even more dangerous. Old Meng Li was also a little independent, and gradually showed his decline in the siege of the two transformed mad werewolves and the warriors of the Norsenlu family, and if it weren't for his vigilance that the assassins of the Torredo family just now might have killed him. The Inquisition, which originally had the upper hand, was gradually at a disadvantage, but fortunately, Deresa, who was known as the strongest killer in the Inquisition, had not yet made a move.

A gust of wind blew in the black mist, and the storm raged everywhere, constantly blowing away the black mist, leaking out the many crises lurking inside, and there was more than one ninth-level ability in the Inquisition.

"Deleza do it," Toulouse reminded.

"If I do it, you know what the consequences will be," Dereza hesitated.

"The Inquisition is gone, it can be rebuilt, and now His Highness the Holy Son is the most important"

"You three hide behind me," said Deresa.

The three of them were the seeds of the Inquisition, and everyone didn't want them to lose anything, and Deleza was going to do it, and Domas opened his eyes. Dereza walked to the center of the square, took off his broad hat, and folded his hands, and when he saw Dereza's face, the five counts, the strongest of the five dark families, all had shocks on their faces.

"Toredo, go kill her!" Mokawi screamed.

"Why is this old witch not dead yet?"

"Flower of Death...."

When Dereza made his move, all the people of the Inquisition began to flee from the battlefield. Except for the marquis and earls of these families, most of them had never heard of the name of the Flower of Death, let alone seen her lineup. Before they could react, the ground suddenly cracked, the walls on both sides of the square collapsed, and all six halls, the three closest to the battle, trembled.

With a "bang", a huge rattan burrowed out from under the ground and soared into the sky, and the people of the Gangero family thought that they could sit back and relax in the sky, but unfortunately this fast and fast rattan directly pierced his body. This was just the beginning, the hall began to crumble, and another rattan rose into the air. Thirty thousand rattans grew like weeds one after another, and many of the Dark Clan were pierced by the rattans before they realized what was happening.

The iron claws on Mokawi's hands slashed at the incoming rattans, which were endless, and the Assassins of the Gangaro family continued to kill Deresa. Dereza's abilities are very terrifying in terms of both destructive power and lethality, which is why she has been hesitant, as soon as the three halls of the Inquisition are in ruins, he simply protects the gods and Domas behind him, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

The fluttering rattan is like a chain of life, and these people of the Dark Family are like prey targeted by beasts. Suddenly, a figure shuttled between the rattans, and the rattans on the ground kept breaking through the ground, but the rattans were shattered when they came into contact with this person. The man wore a mask and lurked towards the door under the statue in a chaotic situation. Deresar sensed someone approaching, and was about to look back, but while everyone was trying to avoid the range of the rattans, the warriors of the Northen clan did not retreat but rushed forward with spears in hand. The spears poured into them with fierceness, piercing through the rattans like bamboos.

Since some people are so brave and brave and not afraid of death, Deresa, who has already moved to kill, will naturally not stop, and eliminating evil is also doing good. Countless rattans spun and swirled towards the warriors of the Northen Lu clan, and after resisting for a while, the two of them were still drowned by the rattans that poured in from all directions like a tide, and the two Great Martial Sects died without any power to fight back. At this time, Teresa was very terrifying, and as long as she was within the range of the rattan, no one was her opponent.

Dereza seemed to feel that someone had secretly opened the door of the idol, and when he saw that the door was still closed, he thought that he had thought too much, and adjusted to continue attacking those who dared to attack the Inquisition.

The old friars of the Inquisition were out of the battlefield at the first moment, and they trusted Dereza very much.

"Why hasn't the bell rang yet?" wondered Toulouse.

"It's been so long, I should have arrived at the bell tower a long time ago, is there something wrong with one of the children of Bills?"

"No, Beers' ability is very powerful, so it shouldn't be okay."

"You're watching here, I'm going to see Bills," said Toulouse, who was his student, how could he not be worried.

As soon as Dereza made a move, seven or eight Great Martial Sect-level powerhouses or ninth-level abilities had already died under the rattans, and the rattans continued to gather in the sky above the square to form a blooming bud, protecting the square and the door under the statue tightly.

"Marquis Gregory, what should we do now"

"This rattan is so powerful that it protects the door, and we can't get close to it."

"Wait for the right time, our people have already mixed in with us, and they have entered that gate, all we have to do is to break these rattan defenses at the right time and rescue him" The Marquis of the Bruch family had a smile on his face.

"Really?" said Gregor excitedly.

"Of course, His Majesty the Pope told me personally before I came, and I also negotiated with him just now hahaha"