So much so that only by entering the Roman Empire can one feel the presence of this aura.

Qin Yu looked thoughtfully in the direction of the aura.

He grinned and quickly headed in that direction without hesitation.

Wait until Qin Yu is close to the luck.

Only then did he find the discovery even more interesting.

The so-called breath he felt before was not just an ordinary breath.

This is simply not something one person can achieve.

This is the kind of luck that only a country can gather together!

"Christianity?"

"You are really a talent!"

"Use Christianity as a shell to turn your fundamental existence into a country."

"At the same time, we use the adsorption force of the 'country' on ordinary people to condense a highly aggregated destiny."

"While condensing your luck, use this luck as the material for your improvement."

"pity."

Qin Yu soon understood what kind of methods Jesus, this amazingly talented son of fate, used.

His method is really amazing.

However, in Qin Yu's eyes, this kind of amazingness is actually no different from those ignorant beasts on the roadside in the fields, who occasionally try their luck to build small buildings.

Compared with an existence like Taihuang Daojue that can directly swallow up luck.

Jesus' method of utilizing luck was really crude.

He has gathered quite terrifying luck.

But this kind of luck was of very little help to him.

It may even be that the existence of these lucks will bring greater constraints to him.

at the same time.

Mount Calvary.

In an ordinary-looking stone house.

A tall, middle-aged man wearing a white robe opened his eyes.

His brown eyes looked in the direction of Qin Yu, with little blue-gold glow in his eyes.

An edict was immediately transmitted to the Holy See.

Immediately, each of the sturdy ascetic monks had a milky white halo flashing under their feet and rushed towards Qin Yu's direction.

"pagan!"

"If you dare to break into our Lord's realm, I will give you death today!"

Qin Yu looked at the group of priests who quickly gathered in front of him.

Listening to their "chirp" sounds, I felt an indescribable weird feeling in my heart for a moment.

On practicing religion.

Sure enough, Jesus is better!

If you compare it horizontally.

The Taiping Road created by Zhang Jiao is simply sacrificing himself to illuminate the masses.

He rebelled for a long time and accumulated more than ten years of experience.

In the end, nothing good was gained.

Even my own life was given away.

Look at Jesus again.

After such a wave, they directly followed the mass line, and from time to time used means beyond the understanding of ordinary people to show their saints in front of a wave of people.

It deceived the people who didn't know the truth and kept them in a daze.

Then it surrounded the upper level from the bottom.

There is no need to use too drastic measures at all.

In this way, the development and growth of the Holy See was achieved.

So that it continues to develop.

For him, how could he have Zhang Jiao's compassion for others and his desire to change the world as quickly as possible?

The huge difference between the two has written different endings from the beginning.

Qin Yu is still thinking about these things in his mind.

Those believers who had received the holy edict before did not continue to leave Qin Yu in a daze.

They roared wildly, and then each used their own methods to rush towards Qin Yu.

After all these people rushed over, Qin Yu seemed to have come back to his senses.

He glanced at the bulging muscles on each of the other party's bodies.

I felt a little helpless for a while.

"In the end, you still followed the martial arts training route?"

"But the fancy light and shadow effects are really quite bluffing."

"But if it's just this little thing, it's completely useless to me."

Qin Yu chuckled, then turned into a stream of light and rushed into the formation.

Mount Calvary.

Jesus' eyes were solemn.

He looked at the ball of light floating in his hand.

Although there was no light or shadow reflected in the light group, it allowed him to feel the vitality of his followers.

"This oriental man is indeed very powerful."

"But it seems that his strength is not yet at its strongest."

"There is no luck in him at all. What level can his strength reach if he only improves his own strength?"

"It's not like I haven't seen Easterners before. They can't even gather their luck, how can they compete with me?"

"I am no longer the weak ant I used to be. Now, with the blessing of many good fortunes, I am the strongest in the world!"

"For this, we have to thank you Easterners for teaching us how to use luck!"

Jesus slowly clenched his fingers and crushed the ball of light in his hand into a thin halo.

He stood up confidently, walked out of the stone house, and looked in the direction of Qin Yu's attack.

"Let me see what kind of surprise the Orientals will bring me this time?"

How did Qin Yu know that his current movements had been completely figured out?

But even if he knew, he wouldn't care now.

In order to carefully observe the attack methods of these people in the Holy See.

He deliberately downplayed the severity of his attack.

Wait until all useful things are squeezed out of them.

Qin Yu didn't stay any longer.

He looked at the extremely strong luck on Golgotha ​​Mountain, shook his head and sighed.

"I thought it wouldn't be over at this time, but I never thought that after this time, I might really have to fly through the air, and there would be no way for me to return to the Han Dynasty again, right?"

Such a strong luck lies in front of me.

Qin Yu felt like he could really watch them dissipate before his eyes.

That's really unbearable.

It's better to swallow it directly.

Or think of ways to see if there are any useful weapons or the like.

Can all this luck be sealed up?

But for the current Qin Yu, the most embarrassing thing for him is...

Now, his strength has reached the critical point of breakthrough.
To be continued...