Chapter 432
Chapter 432
"Hmph!"
High in the sky, a trace of coldness appeared on the face of the Holy Envoy.
"The Lord said: Suppress!"
The Holy Envoy looked at the millions of Zerg warriors and said lightly.
It's just that.
The next moment.
The Holy Messenger's face suddenly changed wildly.
"Not good!!"
The Holy Envoy suddenly raised his head and looked not far away.
I saw a figure with a belt and simple clothes slowly coming.
This simple-dressed figure appeared silently, as if it had been waiting for a long time.
In the moment of seeing each other.
A crisis suddenly appeared in the heart of the Holy Messenger.
Thick crisis!
A crisis of life and death!
"Run !!"
This was the only thought in the mind of the Holy Messenger.
Even, in order to be able to stay away from the other party, the Holy Envoy didn't even care about the Moon Worship Sect Leader.
It's just that.
It's late.
"Breathe the wind!"
Zhang Jiao looked at the Holy Envoy whose expression had changed drastically, and said softly.
Zhang Jiao's voice just fell.
A gentle breeze seemed to blow from above the nine heavens.
Immortal magic, breath the wind!
It can turn into nine black dragons and sweep through an army of millions.
Xiao Ke turned into a wisp of immortal wind and killed the peak master of the Supreme Grand Master!
"Not good?!!!"
The Holy Envoy felt the breeze blowing slowly, and his scalp suddenly exploded.
Laugh at!!!
The Holy Envoy turned around directly and wanted to return to the Holy Mountain.
However.
Call!!!
The next moment.
In the ears of the holy envoy, it was as if he heard the sound of a gentle breeze.
Followed by.
The entire figure of the holy envoy exploded violently under the immortal wind.
......
"Immortal art, breath wind?"
Even though he had already seen Zhang Jiao make a move, the Moon Worship Sect Leader was still in shock for a moment.
The so-called peak master of the Supreme Great Master, in the hands of Zhang Jiao, did not even have the slightest ability to resist, and was directly blown into blood by the immortal 'whistling wind'?
......
Above the Holy Mountain.
The golden scepter in the Pope's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and the Holy Envoy was so vulnerable, which the Pope never expected.
The Pope has long known that in the Great Sui, there are strong people who single-handedly defeat an army of millions.
But so what?
Even if the Holy Envoy couldn't defeat the other party, he couldn't have lost so quickly, right?
Under the sacred mountain.
The entire battlefield fell into a dead silence.
The crusaders, who were originally imposing and wanted to fight to the death with the Great Sui, had a look of fear and horror on their faces after seeing their holy envoys fall to such a fate.
Even the holy messengers who stand high above and represent the will of the Lord are so vulnerable, let alone their ?!!
"The Holy Envoy is dead?"
The Cardinal looked up at the sky and only felt that the sky was over.
In their hearts, the Holy Envoy has always been second only to the Lord, and neither the Cardinal nor many Holy Ones think that the Holy Envoy will fall.
Although, in the previous battle between the Great Sui and Tubo, a holy envoy also fell.
However, that holy envoy did not integrate into the appropriate physical body, and his strength was far from being able to exert himself.
Again.
How shocking did you hear about seeing it with your own eyes?
Just as Zhang Jiao released the immortal art breath wind, that holy power was torn apart, and the holy light was worn out, but it fell clearly in everyone's eyes.
Even the Pope, who was far above the holy mountain, saw the holy envoy's body explode and the true spirit disintegrated, his face changed wildly, and his heart set off terrifying waves.
However.
Before the Pope and the others could slow down.
I saw the top of the sacred mountain, and a fierce breath erupted again.
One after another, figures with wings of holy light blooming behind them walked out from the top of the sacred mountain, and their eyes were filled with thick rage.
These holy envoys were originally hiding on the top of the sacred mountain, observing the reality of the Great Sui, ready to strike at any time.
But they never expected that in this short moment, a companion was completely killed.
When the Pope saw this scene, his originally horrified heart relaxed slightly.
"Fortunately, there is more than one Holy Envoy who has come to earth this time." The Pope murmured in a low voice.
Merely.
Even so, a trace of unease rose in the Pope's heart.
Zhang Jiao is too strong.
One blow wiped out a holy envoy who was comparable to a peak master of a supreme grandmaster.
At this time, the remaining eight Saint Envoys could really stop each other?
Inside the dragon.
Yang Guang was slightly interested, looking at the eight holy envoys standing above the void, like gods descending into the world.
"Good."
"The background prepared by the Holy See is a bit interesting."
Yang Guang nodded and said casually.
A holy envoy represents the combat power of a supreme grandmaster.
The eight holy envoys, plus the one who fell into Zhang Jiao's hands before, a total of nine holy envoys were nine supreme grandmaster peak masters.
Though.
Yang Guang could see the limitations of these holy envoys at a glance.
It doesn't last forever.
Although the holy envoy was integrated into the flesh, he brought out his peak strength.
But because of the repulsive nature of the flesh, the angel could only last for a few days at most.
After a few days, the physical body will automatically collapse.
Of course.
Even so.
Nor can the deterrent power of the Holy Messenger be denied.
Generally speaking.
With these nine holy envoys as a foundation, the Holy See's rule over the West is simply as stable as Mount Tai.
But alas.
The Holy See met the Great Sui and met Yang Guang.
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