"What a grand power!"

The golden light escaped from the pitch-black sword marks, which suddenly made many people's brows frown slightly.

In that golden glow, they felt a powerful and pure power. What's even more commendable is that although those powers have different breaths from each other, they vaguely have the same origin.

For a while, the melon-eating masses who were originally shocked by the strong lineup of the Moon Shadow Tribe finally began to face up to Wang Zheng, the powerhouse of the East who suddenly appeared.

In the midst of everyone's gaze, a slender boy with pointed ears strode out of the dark sword marks.

The young man wore a half-length pair of golden armor, and the golden mist was steaming on top of the armor. His eyes were hollow, but the clenched fists spoke to the excitement in his heart.

As soon as he stepped out of the sword mark, the handsome young man looked towards the middle of the Moon Shadow Tribe.

There, a teenager who resembled him was looking at him calmly. This young man's eyes were different from the holes of Jialan, but there were countless regular symbols disillusioned in them, and there seemed to be an aura of ending everything flowing in his eyes.

The eyes of the two handsome young elves met, and the atmosphere became very heavy in an instant.

On the side of the Moon Shadow Tribe, those powerhouses and geniuses who had come to help the fist all straightened their expressions and looked at the sword marks that were still golden and clear.

The next moment, young figures came out of the sword marks, each of them wearing golden armor that covered most of their bodies, and each of them had a golden vapor on their bodies.

Bob, a golden warrior depicted with lion lines, a short beard like a lion's mane, and a strong spirit of a king and a brave.

He has a slender and slender body, an elegant bearing, and a vague crystal fighting aura like a wall of space enveloping him, and Kyle with two huge curved horns on his chest.

There was a faint cold air following, as if it was Bobby from the cold world wrapped in endless ice and snow.

The purple-black fighting spirit and the golden mist of light and darkness were intertwined, and the helmet was a patchwork of two faces, full of complexity and murderous intent.

Brilliant atmosphere, like glass like thunder and fire, wearing a golden armor with a lotus pattern under the golden mist.

His back was straight, his body was pierced by golden sword qi piercing the air, like an out-of-body sword, and on his helmet was Andre with a pair of horns as sharp as a sword.

The aura of death around her body is strong, as if she is from the Death Star Domain, and her helmet is a strange crab-shaped Lina.

There were seven people, each of whom had a strong aura, and the warriors and magicians who were wearing armor that was obviously the same origin as Jialan's body walked together.

The surging power gathered together, and it vaguely seemed to be intertwined into a star field, and the terrifying power contained in it made even the powerhouses of the holy realm look sideways.

"The power of the stars! is the power of the stars!" Someone's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw the details of the golden holy clothes.

"It's such a big deal, there are actually eight sets of armor that can attract the power of the stars. Others exclaimed and sighed with amazement at the shock brought by these golden warriors.

"Hallows! There are eight sets of holy weapons, and what is even more commendable is that this is enough for any owner to have a holy weapon similar to the power of alien fire, what a big deal!"

"I thought that the Moon Shadow Tribe had the secret acquiescence of the high-level Elven Clan, and I was afraid that it was going to win, but now it seems that everything is difficult to say. ”

"Wang Zheng, who is this Wang Zheng? How can he have such a big hand?"

As soon as the news spread, everyone was curious about the initiator of everything, what kind of existence could make such a big move.

In a corner of the crowd, the restrained Yang Lan led a group of young people, also quietly watching everything that happened. Among the young people, the little princess Alice has a playful smile on her face when she sees her brother Bob and Kyle.

Sneakily looked around, and then she rushed out of the crowd while everyone was not looking.

At the same time, the pendant around her neck suddenly glowed with a brilliant golden light, and another set of golden holy clothes appeared.

The magic elements in her body vibrate, and Alice, who was wearing a golden holy robe, was surrounded by a golden halo, and there was a cyan lotus flower in it.

"Another piece!"

"It seems to be a team from the Kamikaze Academy?"

Sure enough, the crowd stirred again, and in the midst of all kinds of fingering, the little princess was like a proud swan, raised her chin slightly, and walked towards Bob and the others:

"This princess is a Pisces Gold Saint Seiya!"

However, within a few seconds of the little princess's limelight, several figures appeared in the pitch-black sword marks, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

One is a young man who is obviously an oriental face, holding a red sandalwood sword box in his arms, and his breath is like an abyss sea.

A titan who was covered in the glow of the sun, tall and muscular, with a figure and appearance like the darling of the Creator.

The other is an old man with a hooked nose who is mediocre in the eyes of most people.

Behind them, there were a few Eastern Demon Clans who were obviously fourth-order cultivators!

As soon as such a combination appeared, the terrifying aura made the vast majority of people change color.

You must know that once you reach the fourth order, whether in the East or the West, it is synonymous with power and legend.

And now, on the side of the mysterious Wang Zheng, there were six fourth-order existences at one time, and there was an old man whose breath was so incomprehensible to most people that he couldn't see through it, how could this not surprise the people who ate melons.

Of course, Wang Zheng's lineup also made the excitement in the eyes of the melon-eating masses even stronger, they knew that there was going to be a lively look today, and it was a rush between the four orders!

"The one holding the sword box is Wang Zheng from the Eastern Continent? ”

"Oh my God, that Titan can't be the rumored Titan Son, right?"

"Do you see those demon clans in the east? Obediently, I can't see anything else, that woman is definitely the dragon clan, comparable to the existence of my western dragon!"

Whispers rang out one after another, and Wang Zheng and the others' expressions remained unchanged, but they all focused their eyes on the elf clan, an old man who was originally drowsy and had no sense of existence.

Wang Zheng looked at the old man with a smile on his face:

"In the past, cause and effect were not mentioned, and today's young people's affairs are solved by young people by themselves, regardless of life and death, what do the predecessors think?"

When the old man heard this, he finally stood up from under the tree, and with his movements, a terrifying aura that seemed to be like a torrent of life arose:

"As you say, life and death matter!"

Fifth Order! This old man is a demigod of the elven clan!

However, whether it was the Zhuxian Sword, the Titan clan represented by the Titan Holy Son, or the existence of the Demon Saint, Wang Zheng was not timid when facing this fifth order.

Seeing that the situation did not deviate from what he had expected, Wang Zheng nodded and looked at the group of Golden Saint Seiyas:

"Golden Saint Seiyas, the time has come to seek justice for your companions!"