The majestic voice echoed between heaven and earth.
The people below opened their mouths wide and did not recover for a long time.
Seeing that everyone was restrained by him, Longma was very satisfied and added slowly:
"You can call me Lord Long!"
"Master Long, I am Liangchen, do you still remember me?" Below, a boy in the second grade of middle school jumped and shouted, attracting a group of people's attention.
The old monk who popularized science had his beard trembling wildly: "Online novels are harmful to people, what a beast..."
"Then uncle, how do you know they are talking about novels?"
Old monk:......
"I am the first knight of the Holy See - Dion de Raymond!"
The divine knight held up the black dragon spear: "Let's have a noble holy war, Long Aotian!"
The dragon's horse's blood was boiling, its two front hooves were constantly stepping, and sparks were sprayed from its nostrils:
"bring it on!"
With a roar, the dragon horse turned into a bright red fire and collided with the black shadow brought by the divine knight. The strong dragon horns collided with the immortal holy spear, making a thunderous sound, sparks flying, strong winds overflowing, and the sky seemed to be filled with waves.
shred.
One was a naturally auspicious beast, and the other was the first knight. The two were at odds with each other, and for a while they were evenly matched.
Seeing that the Holy Knights failed to gain the upper hand, the other two kings of the Holy See looked surprised.
The two looked at each other and stepped forward together: "Honorable divine knight, we are here to help you!"
The divine knight punched the horse's hoof, dodged to avoid the sweeping horse's tail, and said in a deep voice:
"No! This is my battle, you must not interfere!"
Ryoma sneered: "Do you think you are the only ones with help?"
"Hoar!" A long dragon roar resounded through the sky.
Then two huge figures flew out of the Tianmen again.
A golden bull and a black-haired demon ape.
As soon as the two came out, they went straight to the two kings of the Holy See, and the four of them instantly fought together.
The six kings fought, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark, the sun and the moon were dim, sand and rocks were flying, gods were crying and ghosts were roaring.
The mortals no longer cared about watching the battle and ran away from here.
Not far away, there are more than a dozen people hiding in the clouds and mist watching the battle. If others see it, they will be shocked, because there are actually three kings here, and the others are also powerful.
Such strength is no longer weaker than any of the warring parties!
If they end up, it will be enough to change the current situation of the war.
One of the three kings had a long beard reaching his belly and a blessed figure. He asked with a smile:
"What do you two Taoist brothers think?"
An old man wearing a purple red sun robe said: "It is indeed extraordinary that Heaven can send out three kings at once! But if that's all, we might as well make some plans!"
The middle-aged man with black hair had deep eyes and said calmly:
"Don't worry, let's keep an eye on it!"
Among the three of them, he seemed to be the most respected one. Once this person spoke, the other two became silent.
In the Heavenly Court, in the Central Heavenly Palace, a large purple cauldron stands in the center. The cauldron is filled with the radiant nine-aperture psychic fluid, and three little guys are beating around inside.
Feng Jinghong pushed back the little squirrel that struggled to jump out, while observing everything outside the heaven through a mirror.
When he saw these sneaky dozen people, he carefully examined their cultivation and couldn't help but sigh:
The King of Dacheng! I think this is the people from Penglai, Abbot, and Yingzhou.
Sanxian Island is really a good place! The entire earth is about to be sucked dry by Ninety-nine Dragon Mountains, but they are hardly affected. On average, there is one king per family.
If you don't count the sealed heritage, they are stronger than all the major religions in Beidou!
Peng Zu and Xu Fu are really good at picking places. It seems that I have to pay more attention to them...
The scene in the mirror turned and returned to the battlefield between the dragon horse and the divine knight. Seeing that the two were still in full swing and neither could do anything to help the other, Feng Jinghong frowned dissatisfied.
The fighting power of Ryoma is too poor, completely unworthy of its sacred bloodline.
As a born Holy Spirit, its origin is stronger than the average king's body. It should be able to compete with the strongest people, but now it can't even win against a human of the same level. It is really unreasonable.
You must know that although the divine knight is quite talented, he is at best an ordinary person with some luck, and is far from being a god-defying one.
Long Ma's life in Kunlun was too smooth and nourishing. He lacked training and his great talents were wasted!
Feng Jinghong narrowed her eyes and had already arranged a basket of training plans for it in her mind.
At this moment, he saw something else, his eyes could not help but become cold, but he soon calmed down.
In the sky, the battle between the dragon horse and the divine knight continues.
"The dragon swings its tail!"
"Horses trample flying swallows!"
"White dragon shines with wings!"
"The black dragon rips out the heart!"
…
The dragon and horse barked while fighting, just like a runaway donkey having fun. Even the silent god knight was a little upset by its barking, and his murderous intention gradually began to rise.
"Enough!" the divine knight shouted angrily.
The dragon gun buzzed and thrust out with tens of thousands of tons of force, like a real black dragon roaring.
The dragon and horse roared loudly, clouds formed in the void, golden thunder brewed between the two dragon horns, and then struck out instantly.
Both of them used their strongest blow, intending to decide the outcome with one blow.
But at this moment, the void behind Ryoma suddenly broke open, and a big golden hand burst into immeasurable divine light, slapping Ryoma hard!
Ryoma's eyes were about to burst, but he had no time to escape. The opportunity to choose was too good!
At this time, it was facing a full blow from the God Knight. It was unable to cope with this sneak attack and could only choose to resist the attack from one of them.
Just when it was extremely angry, suddenly a fairy light struck from the horizon, like a flying fairy, flying past his head and hitting his big golden hand hard.
Boom! The attacks of the dragon horse and the divine knight intertwined, a bright light burst out, and both were swept away by the shock wave.
When the impact was over, Ryoma still had a few wounds on his body, but he was still full of energy and his eyes were bright.
But the divine knight drooped one of his arms, and a smell of meat filled the air.
"I lost!" The divine knight's voice was very calm. At this time, the divine light on his body dissipated, and people realized that he was aging. He was really a very old man, and his vitality was very dim.
Although the dragon horse won, there was no excitement on its face. It looked at the divine knight with complicated eyes:
"Why did you stop just now?"
If the opponent hadn't collected two points of strength at the critical moment, it might not have been able to win.
The god knight did not answer, he looked into the void, where was the owner of the big golden hand:
"I don't have much time left. I just want a fair fight. You shouldn't take action!"
The person who made the move was shrouded in golden light, and his appearance could not be clearly seen. He could only be vaguely seen as an old man.
Facing the divine knight's rebuke, he slowly said:
"This battle is about the battle of orthodoxy, personal honor and disgrace are irrelevant!"
The divine knight let out a long sigh and stopped talking. He slowly landed on the top of a mountain, and his vitality began to dissipate.
The blond old man no longer looked at him, but turned his gaze to the person who had just stopped him.
It was a young and extremely handsome man, dressed in blue, who looked like an immortal.
The man in blue gave the curious Ryoma a smile, then faced the golden old man and asked softly:
"pope?"
The old man neither admitted nor denied, but asked:
"Are you also from heaven?"
The man in blue nodded and said calmly: "Hua Yunfei, the number one general in the Beidou Department of Heaven, has met you all!"