Lin Yu's eyes narrowed and his momentum surged.

A low voice sounded, and in an instant, the Silver-Backed Wolf King and Prince Dracula suddenly felt the swallowing power increase sharply.

Even if they are injected with energy, they still cannot resist.

What's even more terrifying is that the surrounding space seems to have become a furnace that can melt everything.

“Ah…no…”

The last scream sounded, and the two men's bodies finally transformed.

The muscles on their faces kept shaking and changing.

Finally, it changed into Lin Yu's appearance.

The appearance is exactly the same, the body shape is exactly the same, and even the soul fluctuations are at the same frequency.

The breath of the Silver-Backed Wolf King and Prince Dracula completely disappeared into this world.

The body is parasitized and the soul is swallowed.

The two kingly powerful men in the Shadow Judgment Court were completely silently and completely wiped out.

Just as their breath disappeared, the two forces that crossed the space also came to an abrupt end.

The tranquility of the past was restored in the endless void.

And Lin Yu was still looking up at the void.

The indifferent and deep eyes penetrated through time and space, staring at an unknown place.

At this moment, he gently waved his right hand.

The two new incarnations suddenly condensed into two black and white true pills.

Whoosh...

The true pill broke through the air and flew into his palm.

The ultimate black and white colors are mutually generated and destroyed.

...

Yanhuang, Yanjing.

Mr. Huo was sitting leisurely on the lounge chair, holding a purple clay pot in his hand.

His eyes narrowed slightly, seemingly open.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

That relaxed and comfortable expression was like a retired old man who enjoyed the joy of Han Yi's fun.

On him, the sharp aura he used to be could not be seen.

The whole person becomes simple and unpretentious.

But occasionally a concise light flashed through the slightly narrowed eyes.

"Old Huo, European and American countries sent a note, hoping that we would cooperate with the envoy from the Holy See. It is said that because of this, the heads of Western countries specifically greeted the ambassadors abroad."

Opposite, a middle-aged man stood respectfully.

There was a black folder under the armpit, and a badge was embedded on it.

"This incident has made our diplomatic department quite passive. If ignored, it will greatly affect our Yanhuang's foreign relations. You always know that those Western countries and the Holy See have extraordinary relationships."

"For the sake of the overall situation, do you always take some time to meet the messengers from the Holy See? After all, after Lin Yu appeared last time, you were personally welcomed..."

The middle-aged man stood opposite him and said tirelessly.

Very respectful attitude.

The tone is even more humble and cautious.

After all, the old man lying on the chair was a powerful figure before.

Even though he retired and retired not long ago, he had an extraordinary influence in Yanjing.

What's more, this old man has a difficult relationship with the God of Killing.

Therefore, middle-aged people have to be respectful, for fear of angering the other party.

Mr. Huo was lying on the chair, still slowly savoring the tea.

After a while, he sat up straight slightly.

Looking at the middle-aged man with a modest attitude, he slowly said, "Okay, old man, I won't make things difficult for you. Let that messenger come."

Then, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!