On Xuan Kong's side, the Heavenly Ancestor master next to Will was cut in half. Although he was still alive, he had no strength to fight anymore.
Will's arms were disabled and he lay on the ground, his breath weak and unable to fight anymore.
The only remaining four heavenly saints are also dying.
The monk's robe on Xuankong's body had long been soaked with blood, and his whole body was crumbling.
His eyelids were dyed red with blood and had formed scabs, making it almost impossible to open them.
The beating frequency of the heart also slowed down, and the blood all over his body almost drained from the big hole in his chest.
But he himself still stands proudly in this world.
"Who else can fight with me?"
He used all his strength to roar angrily, and the sound shook the heaven and the earth, and everything in the sky was changing.
Everyone looked at Monk Xuankong with shock on their faces.
He defeated three Heavenly Ancestors and eleven Heavenly Saints by himself. With his level of cultivation, he can be said to be invincible in the world.
The faces of the monks in the East all have excitement. A strong man with such terrifying cultivation is sitting in the entire East. Who is qualified to bully the East?
Some extraordinary beings from the West and other countries retreated with fear on their faces under Xuan Kong's roar.
They knew that Xuan Kong was exhausted, and they also knew that as long as a random person stepped forward, he could push the weak old monk.
But they just didn't dare to step forward, and no one dared to have such an idea.
Fear has been deeply engraved in their hearts and has taken root, not only in the face of Xuan Kong, but also in the entire east.
They finally saw the power and mystery of the East.
Xuan Kong's side has ended the battle, and the battle between the Pope and Wang Chen ended with the final collision of the two.
The pope's body was covered with horrific scars, especially the bloody scar on his chest, which was so deep that he could see the bone and almost cut it in half.
He stepped back a few feet, and then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mist. He was also unable to fight anymore.
Wangchen exhausted all his cultivation, his chest collapsed and his ribs were broken.
His body swayed suddenly, and when he was about to fall down, Xuan Kong helped him up.
"Old man, how are you?"
Wangchen chuckled and said: "We can't die for the time being, have we won?"
"Yes, I won."
Xuankong exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then said: "The West has been defeated."
When these four words were spoken, all the onlookers in the East cheered. Even Tianfu was no exception.
The East fought against the whole world and finally won. After today, all the extraordinary people in the world will remember this day.
The faces of the extraordinary beings from the Western world and other countries all turned very ugly, including the six Heavenly Ancestors, the fourteen Heavenly Saints, and fifty thousand extraordinary beings.
In the end, there were many dead and wounded, and only a few remaining strong men were left hanging on.
This time they were indeed defeated.
Just when they were desperate, the Pope actually stood up again. He gritted his teeth, his face twisted and laughed loudly: "No, we have not been defeated yet. The West will never be defeated."
Xuankong looked at him, narrowed his turbid eyes and said slowly: "What? Do you think you are still capable of fighting us?"
The Pope laughed wildly and said: "I said I would flatten your entire East, and these words are definitely not just words."
Wangchen snorted and said disdainfully: "Do you still have a trump card?"
"You know all this."
The Pope's eyes were cold.
Then Sen Han smiled and said: "Unfortunately, you are destined to die."
The monks in the East said with ridicule in their words: "You are still stubborn when death is imminent. This time you have used all the power of the Western world, and you have no trump cards at all."
"What he did was just trying to delay time."
"Ignore it, just kill it."
The crowd's momentum was rising, and there was an irresolvable hatred between the Eastern and Western worlds.
Till death.
Xuankong and Wangchen both believed that the Pope was just stalling for time. However, the Pope's calm words made their pupils shrink involuntarily.
"Do you think this is all the power we have in the West? It seems you have forgotten the existence of the Lost World."
As soon as he finished his sentence, the whole place fell silent.
The lost world in the west is a more terrifying existence than the demon clan in the east.
Even people in the West don't know how many horror masters there are.
But it is rumored that there are creatures from ancient Western times, such as Western dragons, Warcraft, elves, angels, etc.
Their strength must not be weak.
"Are they also involved?"
Everyone's eyelids twitched, and then their pupils tightened violently, giving them a bad premonition.
No one thought that the Lost World of the West would be involved in this battle. Although they were already very involved in the world, no one dared to underestimate their power.
The Pope played this move really well.
Of course, some people doubted the authenticity of what he said. However, when the Pope crushed a crystal ball in his hand, dozens of needle-sized shadows suddenly appeared in the distant sky.
Immediately afterwards, a dragon roar came, making everyone tremble from the depths of their souls.
It's a dragon, the dragon of the west.
And there's more than one.
Those dozens of dragon shadows flew towards them quickly, and everyone was shocked.
When those western dragons approached, everyone finally realized how huge they really were.
The sky was blocked by them. The pair of bat flesh wings flapped, causing sand and rocks to fly. Countless people retreated under the terrifying dragon power.
"Roar!"
One of the golden dragons landed on the ground and roared to the sky, the sound shaking the heaven and earth.
It has a strong body, a long and thick neck, a horned or frilled head, sharp teeth, and a long tail.
The golden dragon has four powerful claws and a pair of giant bat-like wings. Its body is covered with golden scales, making it look mighty and majestic.
Longmu has four layers of eyelids, the inner three layers of which are transparent to protect the eyes from damage. The pale golden eyes exude a cold color at this moment.
Its teeth are pointed and sharp and curve inward to tear apart prey.
Dragon King, Amtat, the strong man of the lost world.
In the entire dragon clan, he is the only one who is golden, while the other dragons are generally red, blue, and white.
Although his body is not as big as the Dragon King, he still has a strong intimidating power in front of everyone.
When all the dozens of giant dragons fell, everyone felt as if their hearts were about to stop beating.
"Oh my God, it's a dragon. It's a dragon from the West. Doesn't the Western dragon only exist in legends? How could it appear in the real world?"
"Thirty-one giant dragons, what do these bastards want to do?"
"I feel their dragon power, why do I feel the urge to surrender?"
When this group of proud dragons arrived, everyone was shocked and speechless.
Dragon King Amtat's cold golden eyes stared at everyone present, and then his eyes fell on the Pope.
"A bunch of losers, I originally thought I didn't need to take action, but I didn't expect that you guys can't solve this problem, huh."
The Pope dared not speak out in anger at this moment.
Ryan Eisen's eyes on the side were also filled with shock. He didn't expect that the bastard Pope would actually summon the Dragon King Amtat.
The West and the Lost World are not in harmony. If the Dragon King destroys the East, I am afraid he will not let them go.
His face was livid, and he was angry that the Pope didn't tell the matter. If the Dragon King had been summoned, they would still have retained their strength, and Dongfang would have been destroyed long ago.
He didn't understand why the Pope didn't reveal his trump card until now. Could it be that the two of them had already reached a private cooperation and wanted to swallow the whole world?
When he thought of this, his eyes became uncertain as he thought about how to deal with it.
The Dragon King looked at Will and the others again, his eyes full of contempt, but when he noticed Kyle Harvey, his face showed disappointment.
"A descendant of the Kyle family?"
"Yes, respected Lord Dragon King."
Kyle Harvey coughed up a mouthful of blood, got up and bowed to the Dragon King.
The Dragon King said contemptuously and angrily: "Humph, I'm really disappointed. When did the Kyle family fall to this point? Back then, your family signed a contract with my dragon family and became a powerful dragon knight. Unfortunately, you are not as good as the last generation. It's just like this."
If you have enough strength and the nerve to go out, do you want to discredit your family?" (To be continued)
