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Three hundred and fifty-two chapters supernatural

The Cross is another major mainstream belief in the Western Continent of humans, besides the "Assa" god system, and a symbol of Jesseva, the supreme god in the Father's religion.

Jesea was a very strange, powerful, and the only Lord God who established a divine system alone.

In His belief system, He is the only god in the world, and other gods of the divine system are heresy. Even the other gods of the same divine system can only be called "angels", which means that they are all servants under Jessevah's seat.

Such a self-righteous teaching naturally made the Heavenly Father's religion have no friends and were hostile to other gods. It is said that it was banned by the Ancestral Court at the end of the post-mythology era and almost perished.

But as the disaster of destruction changed the entire era, the Heavenly Father Cult escaped by chance and took advantage of the collapse of the Heavenly Court and the lack of faith to slowly rise in the Western Continent of the Human race.

Now it is almost a general trend, and there are even signs of spreading to the Central Continent.

Zhang Jiao has lived in Xiangyuan for a long time and has also seen the priests of the Heavenly Father Church spread their faith in a place where East and West civilizations meet.

But I have never seen such a dirty priest.

However, under the powerful force, no matter what kind of funny image he should be respected, he smiled dryly and bowed and said, "Heavenly Father is above, the priest has invited you..."

While talking, a brilliant light suddenly appeared in the sky above the town, which was originally pitch black.

The doors of every household on the streets on both sides were slowly opened, and many residents came out, including men and women, old and young, wearing clean clothes and smiling faces.

"Damn it, it's worthy of being near the land of catastrophe. I'll give you a stick." Seeing this, Zhang Jiao immediately used his sword of wisdom to slash his mind and sea of ​​consciousness several times to get rid of his mind.

At the same time, the old priest showed a solemn expression on his face. He stepped forward a few steps to come to Zhang Jiao, and recited a spell in a low but unknown language in his mouth.

A force field is formed to squeeze the space instantly, forming an alternative seal.

The surrounding townsmen who had just left the house suddenly stiffened slightly like puppets, and then they immediately returned to their original state. They went to school with laughter and started to work and work hard.

The old priest relaxed when he saw this scene, and his eyes turned to Zhang Jiao and said proudly: "Young man, if I hadn't saved this place as a 'holy residence', you would have been killed by these evil spirits long ago."

"That's not necessarily true." Zhang Jiao said with a smile, but he did not make a strong argument that a flower girl in a small town would pass by her left shoulder and shivered: "It's such a powerful sealing technique, and it was used directly without the need for talismans.

It can also avoid the attacks of "supernatural". It's not easy for the priest to do so."

"Young man, the priests of the Heavenly Father are just shepherds who shepherd the Lamb of the Mortal for the Father, not some adults." The old priest said with a smile: "And I am not a priest of the Heavenly Father, but an ascetic monk.

What I just used was not a sealing technique, but a divine technique called the Holy Shelter, so you can call me monk Moses for the time being.”

He heard his speech that he was not inconsistent with the introductory words. Not only did he speak strangely, but his name was also very unique. Zhang Jiao looked at Moses carefully and said, "Is monk Moses from the Western Continent?"

"Yes." Moses nodded and said, "I am from the Vatican, the Holy Holy Holy Church of the Western Continent.

I came here for 10 years after trekking, just to spread the gospel of the Father to my fellow Eastern Continents who are the Lamb of Heaven."

When Zhang Jiao heard this, he thought silently: "With your ability, you can walk up the moon for 10 years, and you can still overcome all obstacles. Our Xia Zong's idiom is good, and the old superstition of the Western Continent."

But he said in his mouth with admiration: "Is it so hard? You are such a persistent person.

It is also very good to learn the language of our Xia Zong people, but how did the missionary spread to such places? It is not that the prophets planned to inspire these supernatural beings, right?”

"How can the evil gods inspire you!" Moses' expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and he answered extremely coldly: "The Father's believers always hold scriptures and crosses in one hand and swords of flame in the other.

For the lost Lamb, we use the Bible to inspire it, and for heresy we give the destruction of iron and fire."

"Is that so? It's really a very pragmatic approach." Sensing the power surging like a huge wave on the old man, Zhang Jiao laughed dryly: "I heard someone say that a demon appeared in the supernatural catastrophe, which is what you people in the Western Continent call the outer gods, so come and take a look.

Unexpectedly, I encountered a supernatural incident. Now I can’t run away. It’s better to meet by chance than to meet. Since monk Moses intends to kill demons and eliminate demons, how about we fight side by side?”

"Young man, these evil spirits are not so easy to deal with." Moses shook his head and said, "It is not something the evangelist should do to send the lost Lamb to death.

But if you persist, I can let you try and try first, but you must stay away from the evil spirits polluted, so as not to kill you in a moment, and I can’t save you even if I can’t save you.”

After talking to Moses for so long, Zhang Jiao saw that apart from being a bit blindly following his faith, he was not the kind of bullying and moody character who unknowingly became a little casual.

Hearing this, he twitched his lips and said, "Monster Moses, we Xia Zong people pay great attention to the art of language. You use idioms so well, but you speak so hard. If you change your job and become a priest, your performance will be very poor."

"Using rhetoric to communicate with people is an insincere act," Moses shook his head and said, "Even if the Lamb is domesticated, he will not be pleased by the Father.

Let’s go, young people, please follow my steps and don’t deviate from more than 5 yards.

I will take you out of the land of evil spirits and let you feel the greatness of the Father in person.”

Then he turned around and walked out of the town step by step at an extremely slow pace.

Zhang Jiao felt the kindness in Moses's words, and because the supernatural events were really strange and unpredictable. Unless he really had a myth or powerful force that could not be defeated by being so powerful, he often did not just be able to break the deadlock, which made him a little unconfident.

So he followed closely behind and walked towards the end of the town.

On the way, Zhang Jiao couldn't help asking, "Monster Moses, how many times have you been happy to the "Heavenly Father" for preaching the gospel in our Eastern Continent?"

Moses blushed when he heard this, and shook his head and said, "Not yet, otherwise I would have regarded myself as a priest."

Then he suddenly became excited and said loudly: "But I feel that you should be the first lamb I have domesticated for the Father."
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