Summon the Mythical Emperor of the World

Within the realm of killing gods.

The hooked-nosed man looked around with incomparable fear.

in all directions.

up down left right.

All were shrouded in a hazy blood.

Under the blood-colored realm, the hook-nosed man only felt that his every move was being severely suppressed.

He can't play 50% of his strength.

"Are you a god and demon of the Tang Empire?"

The eagle-nosed man looked straight at Bai Qi and said in a low voice.

As a saint of the Western Holy See, it is comparable to the existence of the gods and demons. It is not unforgettable, but learning a language is not a problem at all.

The hook-nosed man had almost mastered the language of the Tang Empire a few days ago.

Bai Qi didn't answer the hook-nosed man's question.

In Bai Qi's view, there is no need to communicate with a dead person at all.

"Humph!"

The hook-nosed man snorted coldly, and the holy energy within his body became more and more excited.

Although the eagle-nosed man looked solemn, he did not feel that he would definitely be unable to beat Bai Qi.

Except for the unfathomable Pope and the Cardinal Archbishop, the hook-nosed man has never been afraid of anyone.

The gods and demons of the East are no exception!

hum!

I saw the eagle-nosed man raised his right hand again, and the extremely huge holy force condensed into a huge palm, which was pressed down towards Bai Qi.

The giant palm is hundreds of meters in size, and Baiqi is like an ant compared to the giant palm.

However.

From the beginning to the end, Bai Qi's expression was unusually calm, but the blood in the depths of his eyes became more and more intense.

Bang!

Bai Qi stepped out.

In an instant.

The bloody realm boils.

Countless real blood colors turned into monstrous waves, instantly covering the eagle-nosed man and the monstrous palms transformed by holy power.

"This is?"

The eagle-nosed man immediately noticed the terrifying fluctuations in the blood-colored realm. In front of this fluctuation, the eagle-nosed man only felt that he was a ship in the storm and could be destroyed at any time.

"not good!"

"Run?!"

The eagle-nosed man's expression changed greatly, and he subconsciously urged his huge palm to block in front of him.

However.

Under the Killing God Realm, the eagle-nosed man's arrogant huge palm was directly swallowed by the Scarlet Realm.

The hooked-nosed man's face was extremely ugly.

However, the hook-nosed man also knew that the most important thing now was to escape.

With that in mind, the hook-nosed man turned around and ran.

only.

at this time.

The hook-nosed man only felt a sudden drop of pressure from all directions.

Under this pressure, the hook-nosed man's speed plummeted by 90%.

A trace of panic appeared on the face of the hooked-nosed man.

The monstrous waves gathered in the blood-colored field came in an instant.

Between the electric light and flint, a pale white light curtain filled with holiness appeared on the surface of the hooked-nosed man.

next moment.

Boom!

Bai Qi's blow, after a huge increase in the Killing God Domain, slammed into the eagle-nosed man.

...

Outside the realm of killing gods.

King Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

When the hooked-nosed man appeared high in the sky just now, the power of the huge palm condensed made King Liang's scalp numb.

King Liang had a thought in his heart, if the huge palm really fell, Datang would suffer heavy losses.

Even if the hook-nosed man is allowed to make a move, Datang, who originally had a huge advantage, may be reversed...

Fortunately, the hook-nosed man was shrouded in a layer of blood-colored domain before he could make a move, but he disappeared...

"Scarlet Domain?"

"Wu'an Marquis?"

"Is this the backhand arranged by His Majesty?"

A look of awe appeared on King Liang's face.

Although His Majesty is far away in the Chang'an Palace, he can easily influence the victory or defeat of the war between the two countries.

Such a method is simply incredible.

...

The rear of the Tubo army.

When the lord of Tubo saw the hook-nosed man appearing above the army, just as he was about to take action against Tang, there was a deep ecstasy on his face.

With the strength of the hook-nosed man, if he goes all out, the defeat of Tubo may be reversed.

only.

next moment.

Blood covered.

The hook-nosed man disappeared.

"What about people?"

The Tubo King rubbed his eyes and looked towards the battlefield as if he saw a ghost.

Not far from the Tubo King, the two red-clothed archbishops frowned.

They faintly felt that the hooked-nosed man had not disappeared and still existed on the battlefield.

Behind the red-clothed archbishop, the face of the 'Holy Messenger' who was shrouded in black robes changed slightly: "Not good."

The saint's voice just fell.

over the battlefield.

The shape of the hook-nosed man reappeared.

However, the man with the hook nose at the moment is extremely miserable.

His face was covered in blood, and the bones all over his body were broken.

The whole person was like a rag, and flew backwards fiercely, and finally hit the ground, not knowing whether to live or die.

When the Tubo king saw this scene, his face was pale.

Gone?

Is this gone?

The Tubo king was unbelievable.

Originally, he thought that the hook-nosed man could kill the Quartet.

But the result?

The two red-clothed archbishops glanced at each other with a startled look on their faces.

Although the strength of the hook-nosed man is not the top in the Holy See, it is not the weakest.

And on the hook-nosed man, there is also a 'talisman' bestowed by the Pope himself.

In this case, the hook-nosed man at least won't lose so badly...

"interesting."

The 'Holy Messenger', who was shrouded in black robes, chuckled softly: "It turned out to be a domain?"

"Pity."

"The strength is too weak, even if there is a field, it will not help."

The holy envoy sighed, and regret appeared in his words: "You two, come on too."

"As ordered."

The two red-clothed archbishops took a step forward and also appeared over the battlefield.

boom! ! !

The majesty of the saints pervades the hearts of the 800,000 soldiers.

at this time.

An obsessed blood-colored field emerged.

The two red-clothed archbishops looked solemn, and they worked together to run the holy energy in their bodies to exclude the blood-colored domain from their bodies.

Although the Killing God Domain is strong, it is not invincible.

The two red-clothed archbishops are comparable to the three-layered gods and demons. Together, even Bai Qi cannot force them into the realm.

The expressions of the two red-clothed archbishops slowed down.

"Oriental Gods and Demons, that's all!"

One of the red-clothed archbishops looked contemptuous and grabbed the army below.

The holy energy condensed, and with a huge power, it rumbled down.

Sudden.

An illusory sword energy emerged.

Silently approached the two cardinal archbishops.

at the same time.

A cluster of light blue flames began to burn, filled with the aura of burning everything, and shrouded the two red-clothed archbishops.

"Danger!"

An unprecedented crisis rose in the hearts of the two cardinals.

...

...

Hall of Longevity.

Li Siduan sat on the throne of the dragon chair.

"King Liang should have been in contact with Tubo, right?"

Li Si tapped the dragon case lightly with his fingers, thinking casually.

The battle between Datang and Tubo was never in Li Si's heart.

How can a country of barbarians compete with the Tang Empire?

Besides, Li Si arranged so many back-ups, what did Tubo use to resist?

What Li Siwei is interested in is how long can Tubo resist?

one day?

two days? Or three days?

Just when Li Si was thinking about it, the eunuch who was close to him walked in lightly: "Your Majesty, the first assistant of the cabinet, Mr. Zhang, is asking for a meeting outside the hall."