The country romantic little doctor king

Chapter 1115: Holy Light Judgment, Archangel Mark

With Qiao Wanjun as his captive, Saint John was not afraid of anything and simply ignored the group of demon wolves that were besieging him.

"Old man, who the hell do you think you are? Stop talking nonsense here. If Chen Tianren hadn't helped you today, you would have been a dead wolf now. What qualifications do you have to shout here? Even if we win, it won't be your credit. We lost to Chen Tianren, not to you, understand? Get out of the way quickly and retreat a thousand feet." The Son of God John retorted, insulting others without thinking.

When the Demon Wolf King heard this, his face suddenly changed, but he was powerless to refute. He just wanted to bite this damn human saint to death with one bite.

Saint John ordered them to retreat a thousand feet, but of course they would not do so. Instead, they came closer and closer.

"What do you want to do? What do you want to do? You haven't thought it through, right? Chen Tianren, is this what you mean? Your girlfriend is still in my hands." The Son of God John said a little panicked and questioned Chen Yang loudly.

If he was killed, Qiao Wanjun would definitely be dragged to be buried with him.

"Get out of the way, retreat a thousand feet, and let him pass." Chen Yang's voice was heard, giving orders to a group of demon wolves.

The indifferent voice was not strong, but it revealed an irresistible will.

Hearing his words, a group of demon wolves immediately moved.

Even the Demon Wolf King's eyes revealed a hint of fear, but he did not retreat immediately, as if he still needed to weigh the pros and cons and think about it.

"Human boy, don't go too far! You did help my Demon Wolf Clan just now, but we didn't attack this damn Saint Son on the way here, so we saved your woman's life and repaid your favor. Now that you and my Demon Wolf Clan have settled the grudge, you have no right to order us around. This guy killed many of our Demon Wolves, and my Demon Wolf Clan must kill him!" said a Demon Wolf as big as a bull, with a sharp look in his eyes, and he was very strong, actually wanting to disobey Chen Yang's will.

"Yes, you have settled the grudges with my Demon Wolf Clan. Why should we listen to you?"

"Who do you think you are? We only listen to the old wolf king."

"If we had taken action just now, not only would this damn Saint Son have died, but your woman would have died as well. We saved the life of this damn Saint Son, which in a way saved your woman's life. We should be grateful."

"Don't think we're afraid of you. We, the Demon Wolf Clan, are not afraid of fear."

……

The other demon wolves also chattered.

From what they said, they wanted to kill the donkey after it had done its job? Repay kindness with grievances?

Chen Yang said nothing, his eyes darkened, then he raised his hand slightly, gathered strength in his palm and fingers, and pressed down suddenly.

thump!

Suddenly, the adult demon wolf, whose body was as big as a wild bull and whose realm was comparable to that of a human grandmaster in the middle and late stages of the transformation realm, was pressed to the ground by an invisible force, like a pug.

Ouch!

Boom boom boom!

No matter how loudly it roared, its four huge claws scratched the ground wildly, and its tremendous strength burst out, shattering the ice beneath it, it was unable to shake the invisible force in the slightest.

In the end, this demon wolf, which was as big as a bull, was crushed into a meat pie by the invisible force. The demon core and soul in its body were all crushed to pieces.

An adult demon wolf was slapped to death.

It's so scary!

"Retreat a thousand feet! Anyone who goes against my will will be killed without mercy!" Chen Yang said, his eyes indifferent and cold, overlooking the group of demon wolves as if he were looking down at ants.

"If you're looking for death, fight him!" a demon wolf roared.

"Yes, let's fight him. He has just experienced a great battle and has consumed a lot of energy. He must be exhausted now, strong on the outside but weak on the inside. If we attack him in a group, we will definitely win." Another magic wolf said forcefully.

Chen Yang just killed a demon wolf in public, which was a slap in the face of the demon wolf clan and rubbed their dignity into the ground.

The other demon wolves were also angry, their eyes almost popped out of blood.

The Demon Wolf Clan has dominated the small world for so long, how could they have ever been so humiliated?

Is it bearable, what is unbearable?

"Shut up, everyone!"

But then a roar was heard from the Demon Wolf King, like a thunderbolt in a clear sky, making the eardrums of all the Demon Wolves buzz.

"Retreat a thousand feet. Anyone who disobeys orders is not a member of our Demon Wolf clan. You will be expelled from the clan from today!" roared the Demon Wolf King.

Then it was seen to stand up and move away from the space crack step by step.

In the end, it chose to give in.

Because facing Chen Yang, it did not have the determination to win.

It even felt that it was bound to lose, even though Chen Yang had just experienced a great battle and his combat power was not at its peak.

It's an instinctive intuition.

If it loses, the Demon Wolf Clan will lose its pillar of support and will not be able to hold out for long. It is even possible that Chen Yang will wipe out the Demon Wolf Clan in a rage today.

It is obviously unwise to let an entire ethnic group fall into extinction just to vent one's anger.

In particular, Chen Yang has done a great favor to their demon wolf clan.

"Human, you will not have a good end, you will go to hell!" When passing by the Son of Saint John, the Demon Wolf King gritted his teeth and shouted, cursing fiercely.

Then, the Demon Wolf King stomped his four hooves hard, and large pieces of ice shattered, like an arrow shot from a bow, rushing into the distance.

"Haha! It's just a curse from an incompetent person! Even if everyone in this world goes to hell, I won't go to hell."

Saint John laughed when he heard this. He was the Son of God of the Holy See, the person closest to God and heaven. Who could send him to hell?

"Forget it, forget it, let's go."

"Alas, a tiger in a low position is bullied by a dog. My Demon Wolf clan has come to this day."

……

The other demon wolves moved in a hurry at first, all of them were extremely angry, but finally they had to compromise, and one after another rushed into the distance to follow the Demon Wolf King.

When a group of demon wolf kings rushed to a thousand feet away, the Son of Saint John walked towards the space crack, wrapped in a ball of holy light.

"If you dare to play any tricks and let anything happen to my girlfriend, I will make sure you die without a burial place. Even if I have to chase you to the ends of the earth, I will kill you." Chen Yang said threateningly.

"Don't worry, as long as you let me enter the space channel, I will definitely release your woman, and I guarantee that not a single hair will be lost. We Westerners value the spirit of contract and are most trustworthy." Saint John said with a smile.

Under the support of the Holy Light Group, his feet did not even touch the ground, and Qiao Wanjun was also lifted up by the Holy Light Group. Soon the two of them came close to the space crack.

Only then did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

This space crack is not just a space channel for him, but a door to life that gives him hope of survival.

He was deeply moved by the fact that he had survived a desperate situation and was on the verge of death.

On this trip to the small world, he brought the Knights Templar with him, hoping to gain some benefits. However, he ended up losing not only his wife but also his soldiers, and was completely defeated.

But no matter what, at least he is still alive.

And as long as he is alive, there is hope.

Anything that doesn't kill him will only make him stronger. When he inherits the throne of the Pope, he will surely rule the world.

"Chen Tianren, I've returned your woman to you without even a hair of her being hurt. You really are a man of your word. I look at you with new eyes."

After giving Chen Yang a thumbs up, Saint John suddenly threw Qiao Wanjun out, sealing her with the holy light.

Then he plunged into the space crack and rushed to the other end of the space crack.

Ouch!

Almost at the same time, a group of demon wolves that had just retreated a thousand feet away rushed over like crazy, making earth-shaking roars.

Even if they reach the outside world, they will chase after him and will not stop until they kill the Son of Saint John.

"Wanjun."

Chen Yang took Qiao Wanjun into his arms.

To be honest, at this moment he really had the urge to rush into the space crack and kill the Son of Saint John.

He hated being threatened the most, and he especially hated being threatened by his woman.

But suddenly, he found something wrong.

After breaking the holy light seal in no time, Qiao Wanjun was unable to recover her vitality. Her whole body was limp, as if her energy had been drained away, and her face was extremely pale.

He was just about to take Qiao Wanjun's pulse to see what was wrong with her body, but suddenly a holy light appeared on Qiao Wanjun's body, and the figure of the Son of God John appeared in the holy light.

Although it was only a wisp of divine thought, it was extremely realistic. After rushing out, it said to Chen Yang:

"Chen Tianren, I am afraid of your strength. And I can sense the killing intent from you, a strong killing intent. If you catch up with me, I will definitely die."

"So, for my own safety, I still have to do some tricks!"

"As you can see, I have placed a curse on your woman's body. This curse is called the Archangel's Seal, also known as the Holy Light Judgment. It is one of the most powerful curses of the Holy See and is an unsolvable curse."

"For those who are cursed by this curse, their magic power will be completely dissolved first, and then their life force will also be dissolved, and finally they will be left with a dried-up body, which is worse than death."

"Don't waste your energy trying to remove the curse, because you can't do it. Instead, it will only make it worse, causing the curse to explode with even more terrifying power. Not only will your woman suffer, but she may even die."

"The only thing you can do now is to find magical herbs and medicines, or use your true energy to continuously extend the life of your woman so that she won't suffer so much."

"Of course, you can come and hunt me down, but your woman will surely die. The decision is entirely up to you."

"I had no choice but to do this. I hope you can understand me."

"Hallelujah!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow of the Son of God John's mind in the holy light exploded on the spot, like a dream bubble.

"Son of Saint John, you beast, I'm going to kill you!" Chen Yang roared, furious, and even two flames shot out of his eyes.

Even more terrifying murderous aura gathered around him, causing the surrounding ice surface to constantly crack.

He had never been so angry, and had never wanted to kill someone as much as he did today.

He clearly spared the life of Saint John, but this bastard played a trick on him and wanted to make his woman live a life worse than death.

With such hatred, it would not be an exaggeration for him to destroy the entire Holy See.

At this time, a group of magic wolves that rushed to the front of the space crack from thousands of feet away were all scared silly, thinking that Chen Yang was angry at them. They were so scared that they dared not approach the space crack and hesitated to move forward.

But then I saw Chen Yang suddenly stretched out a big palm, and invisible magic power burst out in his palm, grabbing towards the void.

The divine consciousness of the Son of Saint John that had just dissipated unexpectedly reunited in his palm and transformed into the image of the Son of Saint John again.

Although it was a divine thought, it also had a certain consciousness. When the Son of Saint John found himself reunited and held in Chen Yang's palm, he was shocked.

But suddenly, a ball of seven-colored flame burst out from Chen Yang's palm, burning the divine consciousness of the Son of Saint John.

"You bastard Holy Son of the Holy See, you are a piece of trash who doesn't keep his word. You have angered me. Listen to me, from now on, your life belongs to me. Even if you hide at the end of the earth, I will kill you. If the Holy See protects you, I will destroy the entire Holy See!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yang suddenly crushed the divine consciousness of the Son of Heaven John with his palm.

hum!

However, there was an invisible murderous intent that rushed out from the mind of the Son of Saint John after the explosion and sank into the crack in space.

……

At this moment, at the other end of the space rift, on the mysterious island in the Arctic, the Son of Saint John arrived here safely and returned to the outside world.

Having been reborn, he was in a very good mood. He felt that the air dozens of degrees below zero was so warm and intoxicating when he breathed it into his body.

"Demon King Chen, Demon King Chen, you never thought that I would have such a trick, right? Women are your weak spot, I must make good use of it. To deal with a demon-level existence like you, no matter how cruel and ruthless, no matter how shameless and cunning, it is not too much. You can't blame others, you have to blame yourself." The Son of Saint John couldn't help laughing.

In order to prevent Chen Yang from passing through the space channel to chase him, he had no choice but to resort to this last resort and use Qiao Wanjun to hold Chen Yang back.

The Seal of the Archangel that he cast on Qiao Wanjun was the mark of the Archangel Michael, which had the incomparably powerful power of holy light judgment. Even a god could be transformed into a mortal in the blink of an eye, and then all the blood and life force in the body could be cleansed.

Of course, Saint John has not reached this level yet, and can only judge people who are one level lower than him, which is just right for judging Qiao Wanjun. If he faces Chen Yang, his holy light judgment will not be so effective.

What a person of high rank the Archangel Michael is. He is the chief of angels, the deputy prince of heaven, the best among the ancient Western gods, second only to God.

How could his angel mark be removed so easily?

With this mark, there is no telling how many divine realms the Holy See has judged.

In order to keep Qiao Wanjun alive, Chen Yang must continue to help her prolong her life, using magical herbs and medicines, or his own true energy, otherwise Qiao Wanjun will soon die of exhaustion.

Such a burden and a bottomless pit can bring down even the strongest man.

How can you take revenge when everyone is already exhausted?