The souls are trembling violently at this moment!

Zabri's gaze at the Immortals was filled with boundless fear!

Who the hell is he?!

Across the Void... With one hand, you can block the blade of the gray-clothed Sword Master!

And such a huge, vast and powerful spiritual power...

Soaked in sweat, Zabri had never felt such a great sense of fear!

White robe... Even above the white robe, the legendary realm!

Such crazy thoughts made Zabri more and more afraid of the coercion emanating from the immortals, and for many years, no black robe had been able to take such a crucial step forward. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Immortal Nozmar...

Zabri only felt that the name was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

Loren saw the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, his face was still expressionless, but the solemnity in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

No one had ever been able to block their sword blades so easily, and even at the peak of the black robe, high-ranking knights still wouldn't have this kind of strength.

Taking the lightsaber back, Loren's voice was indifferent, "You are the first one who can block my sword." ”

For an old monster like Nozmar, Loren's voice wouldn't cause any ripples inside him.

Instead, he looked at Loren with interest, and said lightly, "Being able to master the power of Dou Qi to such a point, even ten thousand years ago was a peerless talent, interesting... Interesting..."

No longer paying attention to Loren, the immortal's gaze fell on May, and the surprise in his eyes was not concealed.

A High Elf with human blood in his body was the first time he had seen it, even with his eyes.

Could it be that this little creature is a magical creation?

But there was no impurity in his body except for pure elemental power.

Maybe you can take him back and study it well.

As if seeing a novel toy, the Immortal waved his hand to Zabri with some impatience, "Get out of here, remember what I said." ”

Completely ignoring Loren's existence, he walked directly in the direction of May.

The latter got up from the ground with a roll, and glanced at the gray-clothed sword saint standing with a sword, and then at the mysterious powerhouse who was walking with his hands in his hands.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he hurriedly fled into the distance.

And in the distance, Ophelia, and all the soldiers who witnessed the center of the battlefield, under the strong pressure of the immortals, a sense of ants gradually grew in their hearts.

What is a truly transcendent being?

A high-ranking knight, the pinnacle of black robes, or a gray-clothed sword master?

But they are still ants compared to the old man who descended here across the void!

No matter how young or old the people who saw this scene were, it was as if the whole world was turned upside down in their hearts!

Like a legend, the force that can affect the direction of a war in the midst of applause appears in front of them with such an incomparably vivid image!

At this moment, it is as if the veil of mystery that has always been hidden in the truth of the world is slowly revealed.

This is an era of heroic contending! It is also an era of incomparably madness!

Crazy enough to make everyone think that the first half of their lives were in vain!

Mei looked at the black-robed old man who was walking towards her with reddish eyes, and her heart trembled inexplicably!

That's the fear of being powerful, from instinct!

The surging wind elemental instantly converged on her body, and without any hesitation, instinct told her to leave that person's side immediately!

Seeing that the toy in her hand was about to escape, the immortal showed a smile and didn't make any movement, but Mei, who wanted to fly away in the air, was surprised to find that no matter how much she was trending the power of the wind element, she couldn't move half a step forward!

"Don't be afraid, I'm just a little curious about your identity..."

Before the words fell, a sword qi was already buzzing!

"Your opponent is me. ”

Loren stared at the Immortal with his sword in his voice.

But at this moment, the power that bound Mei dissipated instantly, and a pair of fair-skinned hands without the slightest flaw slowly took Mei's small hand and slowly fell from the air.

"We meet again, human. ”

The voice was ethereal, like a breeze ringing out, stirring up faint fluctuations of elemental power.

Seeing the person coming, the immortal's face was not good, and he snorted coldly, "Do you still want to stop me?"

More than half a year ago, the Immortal had just returned and received a greeting from the master of this world, otherwise how could he be so low-key.

The King of the High Elves, the master of the elements, immortal and immortal, although he is not afraid, he does not want to provoke such an existence.

Unless he has the power to destroy the Overworld, the King of the High Elves is invincible here.

And at this time, a familiar voice that Nozmar hated the most appeared in his ears, even more uncomfortable than eating a fly!

"Hehe, I thought the agreement between us was a dead letter, but it seems that you still keep your promise. ”

With Hilda, Minn slowly walked through the crowd, still wearing the same plain white robe, shoulder-length black hair neatly combed behind his head, and his golden eyes were deep, like an endless starry sky.

When Meen appeared on the battlefield, the coalition soldiers who were still evacuating north saw the Pope walking past them, and they all stopped and prayed to Meen as if they had been beaten with blood.

Complexion fanaticism!

Is there anything more morale-boosting than the Pope's presence on the battlefield himself?!

Ophelia, who was hiding in the distance and quietly watching here, only felt that her breath was stagnant after seeing Mine's figure!

Although she had heard the news of the return of the first pope two months ago, why did such a powerful being appear in such a place?

She once stood side by side with the Holy See to fight against the evildoers, and even her teacher was cursed because of that incident, and Ophelia was still familiar with Mien.

Merlin, who had always been in the north, seemed to be a close friend of the Lord.

At this moment, an impulse surged her to seek the church now, to seek the refuge of the Lord!

And after the arrival of King Elon, the tens of thousands of soldiers of Ainomosen looked at the figure bathed in a glimmer of light!

Even though they couldn't tell the gender, in their hearts, in addition to being horrified by this strange creature they had never seen before, they were beautiful... Handsome... Peerless... All kinds of adjectives for beauty are so weak in him!

And when Mien walked out of the crowd, many people turned their eyes to him again, and countless people wondered who the young man who looked less than twenty years old was.

But in the eyes of several generals, Mien's appearance in their hearts was like setting off a stormy wave!

The first pope of the Northern See!

Originally, they thought that the original Pope in the portrait had retouched the figure to perfection, but when they saw it with their own eyes, the young man was exactly the same as in the portrait!

Whether it is appearance, speech and demeanor, it is no different from the rumors!