"Roar!"

A roar soared into the sky, sounding from above the huge flagship. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bai Qi, who incarnated as a white tiger, jumped down from the flagship.

Although he was already at the pinnacle of the Transformation Dao Realm, compared to the Pope who was also at the level of a saint, he didn't dare to say that he could defeat it 100%.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Bai Qi did not hesitate to add his battle spirit.

As the developer of the Great Qin Battle Spirit, Bai Qi has obviously run ahead of everyone.

Especially when other people, even people like Wang Jian and Meng Fu, can only materialize the battle spirit. He can already be like Yingzheng and integrate the whole person into the war spirit.

In this case, he is the war spirit, and the war spirit is him.

On that day, Ying Zheng, who was only in the Yuan Infant Realm, could use this to fight against the Heavenly Dao.

Even if the Heavenly Dao has been weakened by an unknown amount, at least it still has the strength to slash and transform into a god realm.

This shows how powerful the power will be when the person and the war spirit are fused into one.

It's just that Ying Zheng was able to fuse the battle soul so easily because he gathered the most essence of the Great Qin National Fortune.

It's not because of how talented Ying Zheng is in commanding the army and controlling the soul.

On the other hand, Bai Qi has done this step by step, relying on his own natural understanding.

Under such strength, Bai Qi's strength has even surpassed the Transformation Dao Realm by a lot.

As for Wang Jian on the side, he did not gather the battle spirit.

On the one hand, most of the flagships were Bai Qi's own soldiers, and they were not so familiar to him.

On the other hand, under this kind of personal battle, it is impossible to become one with the battle spirit, and under the distraction, it is very easy for the opponent to find opportunities.

Therefore, only Wang Jian in the middle stage of the transformation path still chose to face the Pope directly and draw the Pope's attention.

Bai Qi and Wang Jian have already cultivated a tacit understanding for many years, and when they fight, they are naturally handy.

However, the Pope is also worthy of being a master of fame for hundreds of years.

He is already at the peak of a saint, and he is only one step away from breaking through to become a god.

It's a pity that in the face of two opponents with similar strengths, it is inevitable that they are still a little powerless.

"Bang!"

The scepter in the Pope's hand repelled Wang Jian at once. However, immediately after, a loud roar, all the way to the white tiger, with a rolling murderous aura, directly attacked the Pope's face.

In a hurry, the Pope could only reluctantly release a holy light.

However, this holy light, like glass, was easily shattered.

The fierce murderous aura instantly drew an explicit scar on the Pope's body.

"Your Majesty!"

Just below the battle between the three of them, Crick couldn't help but become more anxious when he saw the Pope injured.

However, this rush naturally revealed a flaw.

"Huh!"

In front of Crick, Wang Ben did not hesitate at all, and with such a flaw, he directly drew a scar on Crick's body.

There are very few elites left in the church. Moreover, all of them are tired.

On the contrary, the generals of the Qin army who fought with them were almost all in good spirits.

These are all military feats! Grab one, one less!

The wounded Pope instinctively gave himself a healing technique. Although the injury seemed serious, it was not seen by him.

However, the light of the healing technique passed, and the blood still did not stop.

A white energy, bloodthirsty, continued to eat away at his flesh, preventing the wound from healing.

The Pope didn't care about these anymore, because the next attack of Bai Qi and Wang Jian came again.

The battle on the battlefield is not a fair contest. There is no justice, there is no bullying of the less, taking advantage of your illness to kill you, is the law of this game.

To survive is to win.

The next battle is basically no suspense.

As one disciple after another and knights died, so did the Pope's injuries.

Finally, when the last shred of strength was exhausted, the Pope, who was already covered in bruises, fell sharply to the ground with his head.

The battle in the city continued, and the earth-shattering sound made the Pope close his eyes a little tiredly.

"Unexpectedly, after fighting for more than a thousand years, the final result turned out to be like this, which is ironic ......"

"Hopefully, I'll be able to delay you long enough."

……

Compared with the battle outside the city, the battle inside the city is more intense.

Because, almost every person in the Heavenly Master Hall is fighting with the determination to die. Before dying, all thoughts are to pull a cushion back.

And their results are amazing. Under the self-explosion of Yuan Ying and Shen Ying, many generals at the rank of captain and even at the level of captain were also killed and injured.

It's just that this ruthlessness did not shock the Qin army, but made the Qin army more and more courageous.

Fierce battles, the Qin people are never afraid!

Similarly, in the sky, Meng Fu in the middle stage of the Transformation Dao, and Song Fan and Jun Jiuyou in the early stage of the Transformation Dao, joined forces to fight against the Great Heavenly Master in the late stage of the Tribulation.

The strength of the Great Heavenly Master is very strong, but the Great Heavenly Master, who was determined to die at the beginning, is not so strong at this moment.

It's just that with the passage of time, even if the Great Heavenly Master has the strength of the late stage of the Tribulation, under the joint efforts of the three of them, they still begin to be stretched.

"Why don't you show up? Why don't you show up! The Great Heavenly Master who was in a panic appeared and shouted in his heart.

He wanted to wreak havoc on these otherworldly people, but he was never determined to die.

Because, in his plan, in this Lilin City, there is still a backhand left by him.

It's just that things have reached a critical moment, and this backhand obviously still has no intention of doing it.

The number of disciples in the Heavenly Master Hall became smaller and fewer, until it was completely submerged by the black iron stream.

The Great Heavenly Master looked at Li Lincheng with some despair, and his hair was a little messy, stained with a lot of blood. It looks extremely embarrassing.

He knew that he was abandoned. The entire Heavenly Master Hall was abandoned by the person he once revered.

"Hahahaha!"

The Great Heavenly Master under the madness is as if he has fallen into madness.

And the three of them, who were also a little tired, suddenly sounded the alarm. Because, in the body of the Great Heavenly Master, they felt a breath of death.

"Die! Die! ”

"It's not good, get out of here!" Meng Fu, who had already been on guard, suddenly shouted.

It's just that the Great Heavenly Master didn't continue to chase after them. Instead, he rushed towards those Qin soldiers.

"Not good!" The three of them immediately saw the intention of the Great Heavenly Master.

Especially Jun Jiuyou and Song Fan, they went straight to the Great Heavenly Master.

The Great Heavenly Master is a master of the Tribulation Realm, and once he rushes into those soldiers, I am afraid that he will be killed and injured countless times. In particular, among these soldiers, there are thousands of days to be exhausted.

However, the speed of the Great Heavenly Master's decisive death was definitely not something that Song Fan and Jun Jiuyou could catch up with.

Just when the two of them were cold, a black arc, as if appearing out of thin air, was so easy to divide the Great Heavenly Master into two.