Seeing Duanshu attacking, the Great Pope originally wanted to raise his hand to block, but who knew that Duanshu's power was extremely great, and he directly smashed his battle intent light, and another gunshot rang out, and the elemental shield on his body behind him was also shattered.

Grimm looked shocked, and with a wave of his elemental staff, several silver-white balls of light flew towards the end pivot.

He didn't know what an anti-materiel sniper rifle was, and he thought that the bullets fired in the dense forest had something to do with Duanshu.

Although Duan Shu made Si Teng have an extremely strong shell on the earth, but elemental power is energy, and Green still uses the space element secret technique, if he is touched, it is very likely to be pulled into the other dimensional plane.

It's hard to see it, and if you go to a different space again, Chu Ci wants to die.

Chu Ci directly threw the high-explosive grenade out.

Green snorted coldly, didn't dodge or dodge, and let the high-explosive grenade fall at his feet, he was confident in his elemental shield, and as soon as he raised his hand, it was on all sides again.

And then... There is no then.

With a bang, Green flew upside down.

Covered in black smoke and flames, Green crashed into the palace wall, his elemental robes were tattered, his hair and beard were all burned, his skin was also emitting black smoke, and his body collapsed to the ground, leaving only an elemental shield on his body.

Chu Ci saw that he didn't kill the old bastard, and threw another one over.

But this time Grimm learned the best and ran away.

There was another boom, and the outer walls of the palace were blown down.

"Dare to destroy my temple?!"

The Great Pope frowned, and was about to make a move, when the strong man who called himself Monsoon stopped in front of him.

"Get out of the way, the matter of the Holy Mountain has nothing to do with your Golden Dragon City. ”

It can be seen that the Great Pope is completely anxious.

However, I also knew the identity of the monsoon through this sentence, and I felt that this guy was the messenger of the Golden Dragon City.

Monsoon was just about to speak, when Hamilton suddenly moved.

Instead of rushing at the Great Pope, or at the enemies of the Holy Mountain, he chanted incantations louder and louder in the air, his hands waving and his beard open.

The elemental powers of different lineages converged around Hamir.

Green and the Grand Pope on the ground said in unison: "Forcibly advance?!"

"Ariscar!" Hamilton looked at the Grand Pope condescendingly, his eyes full of madness that Chu Ci had never seen before: "Today, let's divide the ranks!"

As soon as he said that, dozens of spatial cracks appeared in the air.

In these spatial cracks, one weapon after another appeared that condensed the power of the dark element.

When the spatial rift vanished, these weapons turned into phantoms, bearing in mind that the furious elemental power swept through the entire Holy Mountain Palace like a storm.

The old blind man also floated into the air, and with a burst of shouts in his mouth, a sword of battle intent with the might of heaven and earth slashed towards the Great Pope.

The wolf-toothed warriors raised their tower shields, and the wind elves hid behind the warriors.

Aldington and Douglas teamed up to summon a massive elemental shield.

The archpope retreated, protecting Garnia and the bloodied Grimm behind him.

The monsoon, which was also at the point of attack at the same depth, shot straight into the sky and turned into a dragon stance.

A flock of winged birdmen flew away in a panic.

Chu Ci stuffed Duanshu into his trouser pocket and held the sledgehammer horizontally to lower his posture.

The top of the sacred mountain is like being swept by a hurricane.

Surging elemental power ravaged the entire palace.

A large amount of free electric light appeared in the air, as if it had life, and shot at the birdmen in the air at great speed.

The Great Pope and Green also teamed up to summon an elemental shield, shattering one side, and summoning another side, not daring to stop.

When all the dark elemental power gradually subsided, another spatial crack appeared, and those elemental forces that had calmed down poured into it.

In the short ten seconds just now, Hamilton borrowed a large amount of dark elemental power from another dimension!

All was quiet again.

The palace was full of body remnants

Without the complete birdman, the entire palace was in ruins, and the two huge guardian knights were also riddled with holes.

The Grand Pope rose from the rubble, his golden robes long since crumbled.

Behind him, Green and his son Garnia fell into a coma, covered in blood, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Hamilton instantly consumed the life essence in his body, forcibly crossed the level and cultivated to a large increase, and used his ontological power to tear open the spatial crack and use a large amount of dark elements, which belonged to forcibly overdrawing his life.

After seeing the Great Pope come out of the ruins intact despite his embarrassment, Hamilton's face was full of unwillingness, and he slowly landed, and before he reached the ground, his eyes closed and he fell.

Aldington spat bloody phlegm and took off into a giant eagle to catch Hamilton who was in a coma.

Hamilton was about to strike indiscriminately, although the center of the blow was on the Great Pope and Green, but the warriors and wind elves on the ground were also blown by the violent elemental power, and they were more or less injured.

The furious elemental power still dealt physical physical damage, even if it was only incidental, still injuring the group of non-elemental users.

Chu Ci walked towards the Great Pope with a sledgehammer, his body was fine, protected by dragon scale armor, but his face was full of small bloody wounds.

The dragon scales of the other warriors were all over the body with face armor, but Chu Ci didn't have this set, because he liked to pretend to be B, and he was afraid that no one would know him after wearing the armor.

Chu Ci, who was already red-eyed, saw a group of wounded, sick and disabled generals behind him, and he was angry.

Chu Ci shouted hatefully: "I have changed my mind, Great Pope, I must kill you today!"

The Great Pope shattered the rags hanging around his waist with his battle intent, tucked his long golden hair back behind his head, and said with a disdainful expression: "It's up to you?"

"It's up to me!" As soon as Chu Ci's voice fell, the whole person flew out like a cannon ejecting a chamber, and threw out a tactical dagger casually, and the sledgehammer smashed into the Great Pope immediately after.

The Great Pope stretched out his right hand with disdain, and with a flick of his index finger, the tactical dagger flew away, and the battle intent in his left hand turned into substance, like the shape of a long sword, and slashed towards the hammer in Chu Ci's hand.

After the hammer collided with the long sword condensed by the battle intent, the powerful force of the shock shook Chu Ci's mouth in pain, and the Great Pope's right hand shot out a golden holy light bullet, heading straight for Chu Ci's chest.

At this time, Duan Shu also flew out of Chu Ci's pocket and hit him directly.

The Great Pope took a step out of his right leg, and appeared behind Chu Ci in the next second, and his left hand once again condensed his battle intent into a long sword, slashing at Chu Ci's head.

A high-pitched dragon roar sounded, and a metal spear shot out from the moment of the man-shaped monsoon in the air.

The Great Pope was caught off guard and retreated, and said angrily: "Monsoon, why did you stop me?"

After jumping to the ground, Monsoon took a step and stood in front of Chu Ci, and said to the Great Pope with an embarrassed face: "Golden Dragon City has sent more than one messenger to me. ”

"What do you have to do with me!"

"Golden Dragon City sent two messengers, and in addition to me, one went to the Great Wilderness... ”

Before Ji Feng finished speaking, a strong wind came from behind him, and the Great Pope pushed the former away, and after a few squirms of his lips, a huge ball of golden light shot out.

Chu Ci smashed the ball of light, and the Great Pope was just about to strike again, when the dragon monsoon stopped between the two again.

The Great Pope's beard was all open, and he shouted: "Monsoon, you dare to help him?"

"It's not to help him. Monsoon was anxious and something: "I seem to know where the misunderstanding came from, give me a day, just a day, after a day, I will give you an explanation, an explanation for the two of you." ”

"No, you don't!"

Now the Holy Mountain has suffered heavy losses, and the other is a shame, the Great Pope has already been furious, and directly scolded: "Get out of here!"

Ji Feng was slightly stunned, and then his face turned red, as if he had been slapped on the spot, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "You dare to insult my dragon clan?"

Don't really say it, I'm afraid of this, and it's easy to be anxious when I'm injured by mistake.

Both of them are arrogant people, one is the number one god stick in the mainland, all the human races

The spiritual leader of believers.

One is the dragon race, who was born with the aura of superiority, and considers themselves to be the most noble race in the whole continent, and the other races are all reptiles and ants.

Neither of them expected that the other party would not give themselves face three times or twice, and then, they were anxious.

Originally, the Holy Mountain and the Golden Dragon City had a long history of friendship.

A thousand years ago, the biggest force on the continent at that time was still the Elven Empire, and Beamon was an uncivilized beast at that time, and the human race was a third-class citizen, and it was completely a vassal race of the Elven Empire.

And at that time, the dragons were not having a good time, and the number of elven element users was too large.

Later, as soon as the dragon clan and the human race hooked up, they let Beamon be cannon fodder, and finally almost wiped out the elves.

After the elves were finished, the intelligent human race united with the dragon clan to fight the orcs.

Since then, the Holy Mountain has been in cahoots with the Dragon Clan, otherwise the Dragon Knights would not all be Holy Mountain.

However, as time passed, the Holy Court and the Dragons went from pure revolutionary comrades to allies of interest.

The Holy Court does not deny the strength of the dragon clan, but there are only a few hundred dragons in the whole continent, and there are less than fifty descendants of the golden dragon who are really fierce, and the dragon clan is fierce, and the population base is too small.

Therefore, the holy mountain is not afraid of the dragon clan, it is just that he does not want to provoke, that's all.

Although the dragons are proud, the Great Pope is even more proud.

The Holy Court is very arrogant, and the dragons are even more arrogant than them.

This is what belongs to the bar spirit and encounters the keyboard man, and no one is convinced.

When the Great Pope shouted the word "Get out", Monsoon was completely furious.

Living so big, no one has dared to say "get out" to him yet.

Except for Chu Ci, who just let him roll for a long time.

"Arisgar!" Monsoon's whole body changed, his eyes looked directly at the Great Pope and said, "Apologize!

The Great Pope was also angry at this time, how could he apologize.

Hundreds of my younger brothers were killed, the palace where I lived was demolished, my grandson was stabbed, my best friend was beaten to half-disabled, you a dragon ran out and twittered, and let me apologize to you, why don't you die?

Archpope Arisgargan has been in action for fifty years, fifty years, fifty years, for the first time in fifty years, and this is the first time that he is so angry.

Seeing that the monsoon had moved the real fire, Arisgar, who had regained some of his senses a little, also had some remorse, and had just insulted the other party in a rage.

The dragon clan is very united, whether it is the lower dragon clan or the golden dragon clan, provoking one is equivalent to provoking a group.

In the entire continent, the one who can plague a dragon clan and survive until now is only a wolf-toothed chieftain.

The Grand Pope took a deep breath, but didn't know what to say for a moment.

has already fallen out with the Wolf Tooth Tribe, and the Wasteland Barbarians will definitely fight back, and now it is obviously unwise to offend the Dragon Clan again.

Just as he was about to find a step down, Monsoon saw that the Great Pope was motionless, and he was already carried away by anger, he let out a long roar, flew into the sky and turned into a dragon again.

Dragons are proud, but they are not fools.

He knew that the strength of the Great Pope was very strong, and he was both a Battle Spirit Sword Sect and a Saint Rank, so of course it was impossible to fight on the ground.

I have to say that the dragon clan just has no brains, even if they know that they may not be able to do the Great Pope, but they must get their face back, otherwise how will they be dragons outside in the future.

As a descendant of the Golden Dragon, and a rare gold-based dragon, Monsoon's body is larger than the palace at the top of the Holy Mountain, and the golden dragon scales shimmer with dazzling luster.

After turning back into a dragon, Monsoon squirted out a mouthful of golden dragon flame against the ground.

The palace, which was already very dilapidated, was completely turned into ruins after being smashed by the hot Long Yan, and the decoration team didn't recruit it.

Provocation, naked provocation.

The Great Pope's chest rose and fell, gritted his teeth and began to operate the two elemental powers of battle intent and elemental in his body at high speed, and the phantom outside his body actually began to skyrocket.

For the first time, the Great Pope revealed his true power to the world, a power from an unknown space.