Summon the Mythical Emperor of the World

"The 'Holy Messenger' is dead?"

The red-clothed archbishop looked up at the sky, only to feel that the sky was sleeping.

In their hearts, the 'Holy Envoy' has always been second only to the 'Lord'. Whether it is the red-clothed archbishop or many saints, they do not think that the 'Holy Messenger' will fall.

Although, in the previous battle between Datang and Tubo, a 'sacred messenger' also fell.

But that 'Holy Envoy' did not integrate into a suitable body, and his strength was far from being able to exert itself.

Say it again.

Have you heard the shock of seeing it with your own eyes?

Just when Zhang Jiao released the immortal technique 'breathing wind', the holy power was torn apart and the holy light was wiped out, but it clearly fell in everyone's eyes.

Even the Pope, who was far above the holy mountain, saw the body of the 'Holy Messenger' explode, and the true spirit collapsed.

However.

Haven't waited for the Pope and others to slow down.

I saw the top of the holy mountain, and a monstrous aura erupted again.

One after another silhouettes with holy light wings blooming behind them walked out from the top of the holy mountain, and there was a strong rage in the eyes.

These 'holy messengers' were originally hidden on the top of the holy mountain, watching the reality of the Tang Empire, ready to take action at any time.

But they never expected that in this short moment, a companion was completely killed.

When the Pope saw this scene, his horrified mind relaxed slightly.

"Fortunately, there is more than one Lord 'Saint' who came to the world this time." The Pope murmured in a low voice.

only.

Even so, a trace of unease still rose in the Pope's heart.

Zhang Jiao is too strong.

A single blow wiped out a 'Saint' who was comparable to a fourth-level god and demon.

At this time, the remaining eight Lord 'Holy Envoys' shot, can they really stop the other party?

Inside the dragon.

Li Si was slightly interested and looked at the eight 'Holy Messengers' standing above the void, like gods descending into the world.

"good."

"The background of the Holy See's preparation is a bit interesting."

Li Si nodded and said casually.

A 'Saint Messenger' represents a fourth-level god and devil's combat power.

The eight 'holy messengers', plus the one who fell into Zhang Jiao's hands before, there are nine 'holy messengers' in total, that is, nine four-layered gods and demons.

Although.

Li Si could see the limitations of these 'holy messengers' at a glance.

cannot last forever.

Although the 'Holy Envoy' was integrated into the flesh, he brought out his peak strength.

But because of the repulsion of the flesh, the 'Holy Envoy' can only last for a few days at most.

After a few days, the physical body will automatically collapse.

certainly.

even so.

The deterrent power of the 'Holy Messenger' cannot be denied either.

Generally speaking.

With these nine 'Holy Messengers' as the background, the Holy See's rule over the West is as stable as Mount Tai.

But unfortunately.

The Holy See met the Tang Empire and Li Si.

hum! ! !

Void tremors.

A total of eight 'Holy Messengers' stood above the void, staring at Zhang Jiao in simple clothes.

"I declare you, dead!!!"

One of the 'holy messengers' headed looked at Zhang Jiao, his voice extremely cold.

boom! ! !

War is imminent.

Holy light sweeps the world!

The two 'Holy Envoys' took a step and entangled the Moon Worship Cult Master.

The remaining eight 'Holy Envoys' shot directly at Zhang Jiao.

In the eyes of the 'Saints'. Zhang Jiao's threat is the greatest. First, use the strongest force to kill Zhang Jiao, and then deal with others.

"let's start."

Li Si turned his eyes, looked at the mother emperor Irina, and said.

"Yes, Master."

The Queen Mother Irina's voice was soft, and she glanced at the army of millions of Zerg.

Immediately.

The boundless Zerg army was dispatched.

After a while, the blood-red domain began to expand again.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the 'Holy Envoy' to fight with Zhang Jiao and the Moon worship leader, millions of Zerg warriors, Bai Qi and other gods and demons are ready to kill everyone in the Holy See first.

laugh!

laugh!

laugh! ! !

Blood spilled.

Although the Holy See's Crusaders are known to be invincible in the West, they will naturally collapse when they encounter an unreasonable Zerg army, and they don't even have the ability to resist.

Coupled with Bai Qi and Yan Lingji helping out, almost in an instant, 200,000 Crusaders died.

To know.

The Crusaders were only a million in total.

At the moment of contact, there are 200,000 casualties! !

If you touch it twice, wouldn't the entire Crusaders be slaughtered?

If all the Crusaders were lost in the first battle with the Tang Empire, even if the Holy See finally repelled the Tang Empire, their vitality would be severely damaged, and they would not be able to recover for decades or hundreds of years.

When the Pope saw this scene, his eyes were split, and he almost roared: "All retreat, defend! Defend!!!"

At this moment, the Pope realized that the black armored army of the Tang Empire was terrifying.

The army of black armor, every soldier is innate perfection.

besides.

The morale of the black armored army was even more terrifying than that of the Crusaders, an army of mad believers.

Don't fear death.

Forbidden.

The performance of millions of troops on the battlefield is terrifyingly consistent.

However.

Just when the Pope was anxious to mobilize the Crusaders and wanted to reduce losses.

hum! ! !

between heaven and earth.

The holy light suddenly weakened.

The Pope seemed to notice something, and subconsciously looked up to the sky.

Just this look, the Pope saw an unforgettable scene.

I saw it above the sky.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, there were crystal-clear raindrops that were like crystals.

These raindrops are like fresh blood, dark red, exuding biting murderous intent.

A 'Holy Messenger' was hit by raindrops, and the whole person suddenly melted away, as if melted into a pool of blood and fell on the edge of the battlefield.

Immortal art, call the rain!

Almost instantly.

When the remaining seven 'Holy Messengers' were terrified.

A few strands of fairy wind that seemed to blow from the nine heavens began to gather again.

at the same time.

Drop by drop of raindrops filled with murderous intentions fell rapidly.

Under the two immortal arts of calling the wind and calling the rain, the 'holy envoys' suffered heavy casualties.

The successive falls of the 'Holy Messengers' made the holy light shrouded in the sky and the earth began to weaken.

In addition, the crusaders on the battlefield were slaughtered by the Zerg warriors.

In just a few moments.

The Holy See was on the verge of collapse.

Above the Holy.

The Pope's face was as pale as paper.

The right hand holding the golden scepter began to tremble.

At this moment.

There was only one thought in the Pope's mind.

The tide is gone.

Although there are still more than half of the Crusaders left on the battlefield, above the sky, the 'Holy Messengers' are still struggling to resist Zhang Jiao's offensive.

But the Pope was very clear.

As long as it continues to drag on, it will be the Holy See who will fall into a big defeat.

"Your Majesty the Pope."

"We...what should we do now?"

Beside the Pope, a saint asked in a trembling voice.

The successive falls of the 'Holy Envoy' not only greatly deteriorated the situation on the field, but also caused an irreversible blow to the hearts of the people of the Holy See.

"How to do......"

The Pope's lips moved, but he didn't say a word at last. .

How to do?

He also wanted to know what to do? ! !