At the entrance of the Miluo Tuo Realm, a green-faced man with four hands and a golden tail took charge of the world and quelled the insect plague. The army and the Yao Tuo clan cooperated tacitly to reduce the influence of the Insects little by little.
"Won?" After receiving the news from the second marshal, the first marshal couldn't help but be startled.
The Taichu Divine Inquisition Office tried its best this time, even the Pope was dispatched, but they still lost?
Although the First Marshal was on Lin Feng's side, honestly speaking, he did not think that Lin Feng could survive this 'disaster' safely. Otherwise, he would not have let the Second Marshal go to help.
Unexpectedly, Lin Feng gave him such a big 'surprise'.
"It's so hidden, little guy." The First Marshal smiled brightly and was in a good mood, "Brother Lin Feng seems to have made a lot of progress in the past hundred years, and he has left me far behind."
The last time we met, the First Marshal was confident that he could defeat Lin Feng.
But now, even the Pope has lost, so the First Marshal will not think that he is stronger than the Pope. In fact, the First Marshal once competed with the Sword Killing Patron Saint, and their strength is between the two.
The Pope is a powerful man on the same level as the God of War, far beyond his reach.
"It is said that the Pope has devoted all his strength, supplemented by the will of heaven, and even the God of War is afraid of him in Taichu. How is Lin Feng so strong now?" The First Marshal pursed his lips, still a little unbelievable.
"Or was the Pope injured a little while resisting the disaster?"
The First Marshal took a long breath, nodded slightly, and showed a satisfied smile: "No matter what, it is always a happy thing for my little friend to survive this disaster. Although the Taichu Divine Inquisition Institute may not give up, this failure...
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“What a joy!”
There are some differences between the army and the Taichu Divine Inquisition.
The army guards the Taichu Origin Chaos Universe, and the Taichu Divine Order claims to be the guardian of the will of heaven. They seem to be the same, but they are slightly different. Their relationship and stance have always been tense.
Seeing that the Supreme Inquisitor was defeated, especially the Pope, the First Marshal felt very relieved.
This failure will have a serious impact on the reputation of the Taichu Divine Inquisition Institute.
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"Well done!"
"That's great, Senior Lin Feng!"
"Hahahaha, once your fame has been ruined, why should the Supreme Divine Inquisition and the invincible Pope run away in despair?"
"The despicable and shameless Taichu Divine Inquisition Office uses its power to bully others, and it deserves to be like this!"
"Senior Lin Feng won cleanly, isn't he the ultimate master of the universe, the Pope? Haha, they are all from the previous era. Who in this generation can compare with Senior Lin Feng, they are overestimating their abilities!"
"Death to the Taichu Divine Inquisition! What bullshit guardians of the will of heaven, listen to their nonsense! This kind of character and strength should have been replaced long ago. Support Senior Lin Feng to establish a sect and create a force to replace Taichu.
Divine Inquisition!"
"Long live Senior Lin Feng! That's awesome!"
All the cultivators burst into excitement.
Watching Lin Feng fight in the Fengshen Space and witnessing Lin Feng fight in reality are two completely different feelings. The immersive feeling and the direct fluctuation of energy hit the soul every moment.
Originally, they all came for Lin Feng and supported Lin Feng. In their eyes, the Pope and the Supreme Being were absolute villains!
Witnessing Lin Feng defeating the Pope with his own eyes, his emotions completely exploded at the last moment.
Extremely enjoyable!
"We must seize the time to improve our strength." Lin Feng knew that if the Pope failed this time, there would definitely be another attack. To be precise, the Pope could not be considered a failure this time. Until the end, his soul impact had not broken through his soul defense.
treasure.
The Pope was not injured.
It's just that he had overestimated this battle and thought he could be easily killed. However, the reality gave him a heavy blow, which weakened his fighting spirit. Moreover, the Pope may have other things to do and did not try his best to fight with himself.
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"Is it because of the disaster?" This was the only possibility Lin Feng could think of.
To this day, he still hasn't sensed Fan Zu. Although the Pope has returned, neither the God of War nor Fan Zu has returned. According to what the First Marshal said, the disaster is still continuing.
This is a large-scale disaster that affects the entire Hongmeng Sea and is far more terrifying than the insect plague.
Once it breaks out, no one will be immune.
Compared to that level of disaster, it can only be regarded as a small 'civil strife'.
However, even if he continued to fight, the Pope would not be able to kill him. Instead, his soul would be injured because of fighting with him. This would have a great impact on his strength, so he left decisively and looked for another opportunity.
Very smart choice.
but……
"With the character of the second brother, I guess he won't let the Taichu Divine Tribunal go so easily." Lin Feng glanced at the group of cultivators, and instantly found the second brother Shiwanli. At this time, he was stealing with the Tiancheng Star Master.
Whispering, they seemed to be discussing something.
Seeing his gaze, he grinned widely and blinked.
Tiancheng Star Master also followed Shiwanli's gaze and looked over, giving a thumbs up with a look of reverence on his face.
Leave it to them.
Lin Feng would not pay attention to these trivial matters. The battle with the Pope also made him realize a lot. Such battles of the same level often yield extremely rich rewards.
Wow
Lin Feng's figure flashed, returned to the Lin Mansion, and went into seclusion to realize his thoughts.
While the feeling of fighting is still clearly emerging in my mind, and each scene is reflected in my eyes, this is the best time to retreat.
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Compared with the joy of Ziwei Star, the Taichu Divine Tribunal was lifeless. The priests and the great priests did not even dare to show their anger. The news was transmitted very quickly, especially since this battle was in full view of everyone and took place in Ziwei Star.
Their faith, the controller of the Taichu Divine Inquisition, the invincible ‘Pope’
He actually lost!?
incredible.
Many practitioners of the Taichu Divine Inquisition originally joined because they admired the Pope. They witnessed the fall of a generation of legends with their own eyes. The Pope was defeated by a rising star, Lin Feng, who was just Yuan Zun, and felt like a thorn in his heart.
In the Pope's palace, the divine light condenses, and the laws of Hongmeng appear.
The pope is dressed in black robes, wearing an angry mask, and his breathing is disordered and complicated. The three patron saints and the thirteen guardians of order dare not say a word for fear of offending the pope.
They knew very well that this defeat was a shame.
"I have not lost." The pope's voice was low, and his powerful momentum enveloped the entire audience.
"If the three of us work together, we can break through Lin Feng's domain, and then you can capture and kill him." The Guardian God of Sword Kill was full of murderous intent, and he was unwilling to accept this 'defeat'.
"Your Excellency, we are taking the overall situation into consideration and don't want to affect the disaster." Candlelight Guardian eased the atmosphere at the right time: "Both you and Lin Feng will suffer, and no one can be pleased. It is better to consider the long term before making a decision."