Chapter 3691: Riots in the Barren Galaxy (2)
"The Pope of the West!"
Under the drastic change of complexion, for a time, Dongfang Dashi, Hanyu Yuankong, Purple Emperor Black Dragon, Tuoba Xintu, Tuoba Zhanjue and others, including Tiandao Song Qi, Qi King, Giant Spirit King, etc., could not help being Under his opponent, his figure was vertical, and he flew quickly toward the place where the breath came.
And with the general trend of the East and the actions of the strong people of the Tuoba clan, the masters of the other two sides gradually stopped their monstrous killings, following the figures of the leaders of their respective sides, bursting out into the sky, towards The pope's figure rushed over...
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The people of Huaxia and Tuoba Dynasty had just been engaged in a flesh-and-blood fight, and the sky was stained with blood.
But now, when the Western Alliance Cross Saint Sect appeared, everyone had put aside their previous killings, and all rushed towards Xuanyuan Wugui and Tuoba Zhijian instead.
There are nearly 100 million strong masters, although they can't fly all of them, but at this time there are still millions of powerful figures flying straight from the various star continents.
At the same time, there are still many powerful existences of science and technology civilizations, such as space battleships and war fortresses. They start their engines with all their strength and charge their energy quickly, and they are flying in that direction.
All of a sudden, the entire barren galaxy began to riot...
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An endless void.
Rumble rumbling~
The collision between the Western Pope and Xuanyuan Wugui and Tuoba Zhijian's three top powerhouses, I don't know how long it lasted.
Terrible sword aura, sword intent, and beam of light filled every corner of the void.
And it wasn't until the endless power and light that was enough to obliterate all existence disappeared, that the three figures were revealed again...
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Puff~
A faint bloodshot flowed from the corners of Xuanyuan Wuhui and Tuoba Zhijian.
Under the horrible blow just now, both of them were shocked to their abdomen!
However, even though the two were slightly embarrassed at this moment, the fighting spirit in their eyes and the momentum on their bodies rose instead of falling.
Especially Tuoba Zhijian, whose growing belief and aura that he had just fought with Xuanyuan Wugui, had soared again at this time.
On the contrary, the Western Pope who was on the platinum stairs was slightly pale, showing a little coldness and gloom.
And at the cuff of his right hand holding the scepter, there is even a trace of undetectable fracture...
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"Western Pope, is that nothing more than that...or are you just a mere mere name?"
As his eyes flashed, Tuoba Zhijian couldn't help but said with a hint of sarcasm.
In the previous shocking collision, Tuoba Zhijian and Xuanyuan Wuhui seemed to have been injured, but in fact they were not hurt at all. The two only calmed down after their breaths revolved.
And because they played against top figures such as the Western Pope, the spirits of the two were unprecedentedly cohesive and vigorous.
On the other hand, the Western Pope, who suppresses the worldless existence of the West, did not show the strength to overwhelm everything.
Even under the joint hands of Xuanyuan Wuhui and Tuoba Zhijian, not only did he not gain any obvious advantage, his arms trembled slightly, and his sleeves broke apart.
This also caused Tuoba Zhijian and Xuanyuan Wuhui to have their minds and fighting will soar again...
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