Chapter 574 Roman Consul

Aken was puzzled, but he still took out the gold belt buckle and handed it over. Zhang Fan took it in his hand, looked at the gold belt buckle carefully, thought for a while, and entered the spiritual power in his hand. The gold belt buckle "buzzed" and turned into a virtual white short-sleeved robe and put on Zhang Fan. Unexpectedly, Zhang Fan was dressed like those old ghosts.

At this time, some of the elder ghosts turned their heads and looked at Zhang Fan, almost fainting Aken, thinking that they were going to attack. But those elders seemed to know Zhang Fan, but nodded to him with a smile and motioned him to come and sit down. It seems that they regard him as a veteran.

Zhang Fan took a look at Aken, the latter nodded, and Zhang Fan sat down with Aken's green wings to the door. However, these ghosts seemed to have endless meetings, and only dozed off the three people boredly. When he was drowsy, he found that the ghosts looked at Zhang Fan, waved his arms, and made a "woo--" sound, urging Zhang Fan's 'older' to speak.

Zhang Fan stood up helplessly and didn't know what to say for a long time. The elders booed. Zhang Fan was angry and shouted, "The Roman Empire has already died. What else are you talking about?"

This word fell to the ground, and the whole hall was suddenly silent. All the elders and the three consuls looked at Zhang Fan angrily. He wore the clothes of the elders and held the salaries of the Roman Empire and said such rebellious words! These ghosts suddenly became noisy and loudly scolded Zhang Fan...

"Let's go! Are you still waiting for them to hang you?!" Aken pulled Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan woke up and immediately walked out with Aken's green wings. One of the three consuls roared, and the 'fascist' warriors immediately rushed to the three, and another consul also rushed over with some of the elders!

"Run--" Aken hit a few blue electric balls back and grabbed the door with Zhang Fan's green wings!

The three turned around and pulled the iron gate hard. Those 'fascist' guards were transformed by physical monsters and were naturally blocked in the door, but the ghost elders led by the consul rushed out through the iron gate!

The three ran through the garden, rushed through the outer hall, and ran to the street. Under the leadership of Aken, he ran to the Pantheon. However, the ghost behind him does not have to turn around and surrounds the three people through the wall!

Zhang Fan immediately turned around and hedged against the Roman consul!

"What are you going to do?" Acon's Green Wing shouted, "Are you going to die?"

Zhang Fan ignited a raging industry fire on his body and shouted loudly, "My industry fire is their nemesis. Stop them here. Hurry up and go to the Pantheon layout!" I'll be fine..."

"This bastard..." Aken scolded hatefully, knowing that Zhang Fan's words were reasonable, and after all, he was still wearing the clothes of the elders. He was half of these ghosts and might have some other effects. If he stayed, he would not be able to fight against these ghosts, so he turned around and left with Green Wing.

The resentment of the Roman consul rushed over with an orange streamer and collided with Zhang Fan's dark red industry fiercely! Unexpectedly, there are layers of spiritual ripples visible to the naked eye! Hit those gray-blue elder grievances to the outside of the circle of war. And those elders did not come forward to help after seeing Zhang Fan fight with the consul. Just surround them and patrol silently.

Is Zhang Fan, dressed in a veteran's costume, acquiesced in the identity of the Roman archbishop by them? Now he dares to challenge the status of Roman consul, which is regarded as a fair duel? You should know that the ancient Roman consuls were indeed selected from the Senate. During this period, the open and secret struggle was not much worse than this kind of duel, but it was more dangerous!

In fact, Zhang Fan's current behavior is similar to the ceremony of competing for the leadership position in the spiritual world. These elder grievances are the candidates for this consul. As long as one elder resentment grows to a certain height, he will challenge the authority of the three consuls. If it wins, a new consul will emerge!

The Roman consul suppressed these elder grievances, and he is now using this powerful spiritual skill against Zhang Fan! In front of Zhang Fan, the consul roared loudly, and Zhang Fan's mind was dizzy. The consul seemed to be as tall as heaven and standing upright. His majesty was like a god, and there seemed to be thousands of troops behind him to cheer for him...

If the consul uses this move against other discipline holders or spiritual abilities, he is likely to subdue his opponent, turn him into his subordinate, and bow down.

But Zhang Fan has also seen a more oppressive power than this. Not to mention the divine power of Venus, the god of love, once trapped him. The ancient costumed God of War Green Wing came out in two days to scare people, which was enough for Zhang Fan Aken to drink a pot. Compared with the pressure of the green wings of the god of war, the pressure of the consul is simply the same as the fierceness of an ordinary fierce man. It's even a little ridiculous.

Zhang Fan's hands were wrestling with the consul, and blood flowed from the corners of his eyes and nose that were impacted by the consul's spirit. He shouted angrily, "Are you the only one who has the power of obsession?! I also have..." Zhang Fan also has obsession, but it is not the consul's obsession with power, it is the power of his belief.

"There is no Amitabha in the south! Nanmu Amitabha! There is no Amitabha Buddha!" Zhang Fan recited the Buddha's name with the sound of King Kong's broken shouting, and his dark red karma spread along his wrist to the consul's hand!

The pain of burning the soul was easy. The consul exclaimed, roared, and exerted the spiritual shock wave to the extreme, and unexpectedly rushed away the bones at the gate of the Senate! The resentment of the elders beside them all left far away and watched the battle trembling on one side!

Zhang Fan's mind has been shocked, but he just chanted the Buddha's name loudly. The karma all over his body has been mobilized to the maximum. Even the pupils in his eyes have been enlarged and spewed out karma. In the end, he can't see his eyes. Only two hollow and angry eyes are daunting.

The spiritual shock wave of the consul and Zhang Fan's karma are wrestling in the street. The orange consul's spiritual power and dark red karma actually spin a tornado in this 'desperate prison' in this spiritual world!

Zhang Fan's karma fire is based on the undead flame of the necromancer Oliver, which combines the power of Buddha's wishes. Oliver, the necromancer, used to be a hero who was not weaker than the consul in this 'desperate prison'! Even wisdom is better than these stubborn souls equivalent to walking dead! Otherwise, he would not be imprisoned by the Holy See as a guard in the 'Evil Spirit Corridor'.

His natural necromancer flame will naturally not be much worse. In addition, Zhang Fan's Buddha power is originally a monster that restrains ghosts. If Zhang Fan hadn't practiced for a short time and the Buddha's power was not strong enough, the Roman consul would have been swallowed up by karma! But even so, the power of the undead mage Oliver's necromancer flame industry cannot be underestimated! In addition, the consul's pressure had no effect on Zhang Fan, and the balance of this struggle slowly fell to Zhang Fan's side.

In the eyes of the consul, it seemed that there was a god slowly becoming tall behind his opponent. The golden god, with curly hair, like a bun, sat cross-legged, with a kind face, one palm stretched forward, and a brilliant light behind him, which made him involuntarily have a heart of worship. His heart is full of the name of this god - "Nan Wu Amitabha"!

The kahuo turned into a blood-red lotus under the consul's illusory body and devoured him. However, before the consul's resentment was burned by the karma fire, he actually showed a relieved smile and no longer resisted...

Zhang Fan maintained a wrestling posture and stood stiffly on the street of the spiritual world. The karma on his body gradually extinguished, but his consciousness seemed to be blank, and his soul fell into the air again!

But the air is not empty! It was full of red lotus industry fire, colorful Buddha light, and even six reincarnations, slowly rotating in Zhang Fan's soul. Zhang Fan gradually felt as if he was sitting on a blood-red lotus platform, with six light wheels rotating behind him, and a Sanskrit symbol in each light wheel emitted colorful light.

Then these six light wheels, colorful Buddha light, red lotus platform, and golden Sanskrit slowly melted into his body, turning into blood bones, heart and lungs, hair skin, and even nerves and brain marrow, as if a baby was born, and then gradually grew into a mature and healthy man...

Then slowly aging, with all kinds of diseases, haggard death, and then turned into skeletons, ashes and smoke to death...

Then a golden Sanskrit seed word came out of the ashes, and the karma ignited again. The Buddha's light was colorful, the six light wheels rotated, and a baby was reborn in Nirvana!

But for a moment, the baby grew up again, aged and died...

So back and forth...

Zhang Fan slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath. The dark red karma fire on his body extinguished, the dim Buddha light extinguished, and even the spiritual light in his eyes went out, just like an ordinary young man. Even if he walked to the street, in the noisy crowd, he would melt and disappear in the crowd...

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Ason looked at the sheepskin map and smiled, "They went to the Senate. Ha ha, the skills of the 'fascist' guards there are terrible. Even if they are lucky enough to break through the periphery, the spiritual impact of the elder's resentment will make them uncomfortable."

Oslo looked at the green dots on the map, "but they seem to have entered the innermost Senate conference hall!" It seems that those 'fascist' guards and elders can't stop them..."

Emsen was a little surprised, "Oh, it's amazing! We can break through there, but now is the time for us to act. The consul's mental pressure is so powerful that they can't be exempted. That level of spiritual attack has reached A+ level! And it can assimilate these outsiders, who are estimated to have become those 'fascist' warriors with dementia. We are just going to rescue them..."