"Who's coming?"

Countless people raised their heads again, but instead of looking at the Pope of the Holy See, they looked at the eastern skyline, where a huge black-scaled divine eagle was flying, and a figure stood on its back, tall and majestic, like a god in the world.

Just now, it was this figure who made a move, broke the Pope's death blow, and saved Xiao Qingtian's life.

A powerful and terrifying aura flowed from him, making the heroes terrified, and it was even somewhat similar to the Pope's breath, majestic as a god.

This is an earth immortal, belonging to the East, heroic, brave and fearless!

Suddenly, the oriental spectators in the field exclaimed, and it was difficult to hide their excitement, and some people were so excited that they wiped their tears.

The Pope of the Holy Church is too strong, trying to crush Xiao Qingtian, a peerless national soldier of my eastern power, to death with one finger, regardless of whether he is indiscriminate, and he deceives people too much. Now there is finally an Eastern Earth Immortal who can compete with him.

"I'll just say, I'm a big country in the East for 5,000 years, with outstanding people and souls, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, how can there be no earth immortals. ”

"It's true that it's an earth immortal from the East, but it doesn't necessarily come from your Middle Earth. ”

"Nonsense, in today's world, the countries of the East, apart from my Middle Earth, which other country can create earth immortals?"

"Don't be ashamed, have you forgotten Dongying's Amber Shengming?"

"Forehead ......"

......

A month ago, Taro Miyamoto had just revealed his figure, an old man who was too old to speak. Now he was much younger, so much changed, that almost no one could recognize him.

Moreover, in everyone's minds, he is obviously dead, and he will not associate this young figure with him in the nuclear weapons.

"Who are you, and why are you attacking me?" the Pope asked, his eyes sparkling with obvious anger.

He had just achieved the earth immortal, and he thought that he could walk sideways on this planet and be invincible in the world, but he didn't expect to meet a hard stubble as soon as he got out of the pass, another earth immortal.

"Ignorant junior, didn't the adults in your family teach you the truth of respecting your teacher? Miyamoto Taro opened his mouth and reprimanded.

Suddenly, the Pope's face became even more ugly.

The other party's tone was clearly reprimanding the child.

This is a great insult!

And the earth immortals must not be humiliated!

The Western spectators in the audience were once again indignant, urging the Pope to intervene and give the uninvited guests a little color.

"Do you know who I am, do you want to fight me?" said the Pope indifferently.

"I don't care who you are, now I give you two choices, get out or die!"

"You're looking for death!"

Airplanes!

The Pope said no more, the cross holy sword behind his back came out of its sheath, drew a mysterious trajectory in the void, sprinkled thousands of wisps of holy light, and the murderous aura rushed to the sky, and the big clouds were neatly dissected, making the sky tremble, and the divine power was incomparable, and he slashed Miyamoto Taro.

Taro Miyamoto was bare-handed, and there was no sword in his hand, but when he pointed like a knife, the tips of his fingers jumped, and with a slight sweep, a dazzling light flew out with a whistling light.

This is an earth-shattering sword, like a silver lightning, fast to the extreme, peerless sharp, a heavy heaven was cut open, revealing a large black crack.

It seems that this sword can destroy everything in the world, and the killing power is unparalleled in the world.

Countless people smacked their tongues and looked dumbfounded.

Even the Pope's pupils shrank, shocked by the terrifying power of this sword.

There were thousands of monks in the field, but none of them could see Taro Miyamoto's sword skills.

He has no knife in his hand, he is deducing knife skills, and his skills are close to the Tao, everything in the world can become a knife in his hands, even if it is a grass or a piece of paper......

"Xuantian Battle Soul Sword Sutra, Xuantian Great Destruction Slash!"

The black scale eagle was also smacking his tongue, he couldn't imagine that this peerless sword scripture created by the Xuantian Sword Monarch would be mastered by Miyamoto Taro so quickly.

It is also contemplating, but the time is too short to learn a single move and a half.

Miyamoto Taro is indeed a once-in-a-century sword technique, and his own knife cultivation has reached its peak, and his understanding and perception of knife skills far exceed ordinary knife cultivation.

In just a few days, he comprehended the first form of the "Xuantian Battle Soul Sword Sutra", and the Xuantian Great Destruction Slash.

The finger knife he deduced at the moment was the Xuantian Battle Soul Knife, and the knife style he slashed out was the Xuantian Great Destruction Slash.

While!

A metal collision sounded, the Pope's body shook violently, and a blood burst out of the tiger's mouth, and the cross sword in his hand was almost knocked out.

The Pope showed an incredible look, and this fight alone showed that the opponent's strength was stronger than him.

However, he is the Pope of the Holy See, incomparably noble, incomparably revered, how can he admit defeat?

Boom!

He unleashed another fierce attack, the Cross Sword in his hand stained with blood, emitting a fluctuation that made the soul shudder.

He flew out, slashing with the power of his sword, and a divine light flew out, brighter than a comet piercing the sky, sprinkling hundreds of millions of rays of holy light, and the entire sky seemed to turn into a sea of holy light.

After all, he is an earth immortal, and no matter how strong Miyamoto Taro is, it is impossible to defeat him so easily.

In fact, the cultivation of the two of them is in the early stage of the Earth Immortal, and the realm is the same, and although there is a huge disparity in combat power, there is not much difference.

A battle of earth immortals unfolded on the heavenly dome, turning the world upside down, and the sun and moon were gone.

However, the Pope has been suppressed, constantly regressing, each regression is thousands of feet away, and soon the two disappeared, and I don't know where to fight.

On the ground, the interrupted melee between the East and the West is starting again!

Although Xiao Qingtian was physically injured, he did not hurt the roots, and he was still so strong that no one in the field could beat him.

"That's the end of today, that's all over!" Xiao Qingtian suddenly said loudly, his eyes shining like torches, shooting out two terrifying beams of light.

He is too strong, and he is as powerful as a dragon. If there are anyone on this planet who can become an Earth Immortal in the future, he must be one of them.

The Western monks in the audience were collectively silent, their faces full of unwillingness.

They are the losing side and have no bargaining power.

"What are you, just leave it at that?"

Suddenly, a different voice came, with banter, with sarcasm, with indifference.

"Who is so bold as to dare to speak to the old god of war in the East in such a tone?"

Suddenly, countless people exclaimed in their hearts, feeling incredible.

Brush Brush Brush!

Countless pairs of eyes looked in one direction, it was a tall mountain range, the top of the mountain was covered with snow, and three figures stood on it, and it was one of the men who spoke.

Huangfu Jinghong is finally going to make a move!

His two servants have been changed into armor, which is a classic exoskeleton style, resembling Iron Man's armor, covering the whole body, with impact joints in the hands, bouncing devices in the feet, high-frequency knives in the arms and knees, and defensive armor on the chest,......

The armor of the Emperor Fu Jinghong is different, it is integrated into his body, and when needed, a thought can be summoned, as if transformed.

First of all, dense lines appeared on his body, these lines were incomparably magical, incomparably complex, like a liquid flowing on his body, and like an alternative life form, devouring his body, looking dangerous and terrifying.

The reality is also true, once many people tried to harness this armor, and it was in the process that they were devoured.

Soon the lines covered his whole body, forming a gelatinous armor that was closely connected to his body.

Then this layer of armor changed at a very fast speed, turning into pieces of streamlined armor, light blue, crystal clear.

Under the construction of countless talisman formations that are invisible to the naked eye, these armor pieces are closely connected, and through every acupoint, every tendon, and connected with his body, finally forming a very cool-looking armor, covering the whole body, tightly sealed, and even the front of the two eyes has an extremely fine compound eye film.

Unlike the exoskeleton armor of the two servants, this armor seemed to grow from his body, without any sense of disobedience, making him look as if he was transforming, stimulating the blood factor, and turning into an ancient demon god.

This is a legendary armor left over from an alien civilization, and it is the mother armor of all armors produced by the Imperial Divine Alliance, also known as the Zero Battle Armor.

The moment the No. 0 armor was added, Huangfu Jinghong completely seemed to be a different person, not only his appearance, but also his spirit and spirit were rising rapidly, as if there was an active volcano surging in his body, making his blood boil.

His cultivation even climbed all the way from the Transformation Realm to the Divine Realm, and finally stopped at the peak of the Divine Realm.

The peak of the divine realm, what kind of realm is that, the earth immortal does not come out, he is almost invincible in the world.

It's like a myth, and it can't be done with the earth's avenues and technology.

Thundered!

The mountains shook beneath his feet, and countless snows rolled down, forming avalanches one after another.

Snort!

The compound eyes of the armor burst out two blue rays of light, like blue flames, burning the void to the point of bursting inch by inch.

His back jerked, and with a crunching sound of bones, sharp bone spurs grew out of his back, hideous and terrifying.

Then he stretched out his hands, and two long, narrow knives shot out with a clatter, emitting a pale blue halo and a slight buzzing and trembling sound.

Under the shocked gaze of countless people, he stomped his foot, stepped on the mountain, and turned into a brilliant light, first flying into the air, and then suddenly turning again, crashing into the valley below.

Two dazzling jets erupted from his feet, making his speed as swift as lightning, and the target was not Xiao Qingtian, but a group of Eastern monks gathered together.

This group of monks, led by Longhu Mountain, numbered as many as dozens of people, watched from the wall and did not join the battlefield.

By the time they found out something was wrong, it was too late.

Bang!

In the earth-shattering explosion, a group of dozens of oriental monks in the valley evaporated in an instant, and not even a drop of blood or a single broken bone could be found.

In the same place, there was only a huge deep pit with a depth of ten zhang and a diameter of 100 meters.

At the bottom of the big pit, there stood a tall figure, with a whole body full of gods and hideous bone spurs, like a demon god.

The Nine Xuan Taishang Elder of Dragon Tiger Mountain, the only survivor, was trampled under his feet, his whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, and only half of his life was left to survive.

"Don't kill me!" said Jiuxuan Taishang with difficulty.

Burst!

Huangfu Jinghong didn't pay attention to it at all, and the high Zhou Bo knife swung out a light blue halo, and a head rolled down.