proud of the sky

Chapter 627 Still want to run?
"Impossible." Count Messi, who had already recovered, changed his expression drastically.

The blow just now was already the strongest blow he sent out by concentrating all the power of the Angel Formation.

It is said that this cross sword strike can suppress even real gods, let alone a mortal, even if he has reached the golden core stage, he is still a mortal, there is no doubt about it.

But Zhang Muyang broke through the cross sword attack and broke out of the mountain.

Without the blessing of the Angel Array, Count Messi alone would definitely not be Zhang Muyang's opponent.

Earl Macy knew this very well.

"The people who set up the angel array are just in the church, they are not considered important people. They die as soon as they die. I can't die in this kind of place." Count Messi didn't hesitate at all, and turned his figure around. , almost turned into a phantom, and rushed down the Alps quickly.

Earl Messi's strength is almost comparable to that of a Jindanqi monk, and now he is running away with all his strength, and his speed is simply jaw-dropping.

"No way, Lord Macy escaped." The church members who stayed in place, including Andre, were all dumbfounded.

However, a scene that shocked them even more appeared.

"Is it too late to escape now?" A cold snort suddenly came from Zhang Muyang who had just broken through the mountain.

call out!
A long rainbow streaked across Zhang Muyang's body, piercing Earl Macy's body at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.

Count Macy, who had fled far away, uttered a scream, and his body exploded with a bang, completely smashing his body to pieces.

At this time, a fairy sword flew back again and fell into Zhang Muyang's hands.

Qinglian sword song, one sword to kill evil.

Although the Earl Messi's strength is already comparable to that of a monk in the Jindan period, he has just presided over the formation of angels, and the loss is too great, and he is focused on escaping. Of course, he can't stop Zhang Muyang's sword.

"Whether it's the previous wolf king Arthur, the dark mage Solo, or this Earl Messi, although their strength is comparable to that of the Golden Core stage monks, their shortcomings are too great, and they cannot be regarded as real Golden Core stage monks at all. Quasi-Golden Core stage monks, even if there are a few more people like this, I can easily kill them." Zhang Muyang retracted the fairy sword, and thought to himself.

Golden Core stage monks are almost the strongest existence on Earth.

Even Zhang Muyang had to go through countless risks to get to where he is today. It is already very remarkable that Earl Messi and others can reach the realm second only to the monks of the golden core period.

Whoosh!
Count Messi was killed with a sword, and Zhang Muyang's figure rose into the air and left directly.

"He didn't kill us, God forbid."

"We survived, so we have to rush back to the church immediately and report everything to His Holiness the Pope."

……

Many of the church practitioners who arranged the array of angels sat slumped on the ground, feeling like they were alive after a catastrophe.

Just now, they were really worried that after Zhang Muyang killed Earl Messi, he would kill them.

Even Earl Macy couldn't block Zhang Muyang's sword, let alone a group of them.

Just as these people were clamoring and planning to leave here quickly, a loud roaring sound suddenly came.

The peaks of the Alps above them collapsed with a click.

Just now, the battle between Zhang Muyang and Earl Macy not only caused a large number of avalanches here, but even the underground rocks were completely shaken loose, especially the last sword of Earl Macy, which suppressed Zhang Muyang into the mountain, and Zhang Muyang forcibly Break through the mountain and rush out.

These behaviors have already changed the rock structure on the mountain.

Now, this mountain has finally completely collapsed.

The practitioners of the church below were stunned to see this scene. They were taken aback for a moment, and then they realized that they all looked horrified and fled frantically to the side.

This is a landslide, and it is a large-scale landslide. Even if they are practitioners, they are not sure that they can survive this terrible disaster.

Sure enough, almost a moment later, the vast majority of these practitioners were swept away by the collapsed rocks and disappeared without a trace.

Only a very few lucky enough people survived by chance.

On the mountainside of the Alps, Zhang Muyang glanced back at the place where the loud roar came from behind.

He knew very well what was about to happen where he fought with Count Messi, so he didn't take action to kill all the practitioners who belonged to the church, but handed over all these practitioners to God, Let God decide whether they can survive.

Of course, Zhang Muyang didn't even bother to care about the life and death of these ordinary church practitioners.

So just glanced back, Zhang Muyang set off again and rushed down the mountain.

This time when he came to this small world of God Realm, Zhang Muyang got the main drug of refining the five elements elixir, the ice spirit fruit, which can be said to be a huge harvest, so Zhang Muyang's mood is quite happy.

……

The violent mountain collapse in the Alps almost immediately caused a series of reports from many European media.

However, most of the media only reported on the collapse of the mountain. As for the others, they wanted to report, but they didn't know the details at all.

The only ones who can know the details of the previous battle are those practitioners in Europe.

In the magnificent church hall that was built, the old pope was meeting a group of believers.

These believers, all with excited expressions, knelt down in front of the Pope.

The pope brushed his hands over the heads of the crowd and blessed them. His expression was full of solemnity, and he looked like a real god.

After more than ten minutes passed, these believers slowly retreated.

"My lord, something is wrong. Almost all the people we sent to the small world of God Realm died. Even Earl Macy was beheaded by a Chinese." A middle-aged envoy approached eagerly. Come here and report to the Pope.

In an instant, the old pope seemed to be a different person, with his back straight and his eyes flashing. He was even stronger than the young man.

"Is that Chinese man the one named Zhang Muyang mentioned by Andre? This man actually has the strength to kill Earl Macy?" The Pope said indifferently.

The pope's sudden change obviously made the waiter feel great pressure, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly said: "Not only that, the wolf king Arthur and the dark mage Solo who entered the small world of God Realm at the same time are also all Killed, although the specific circumstances are not clear, but it is certain that they were all beheaded by this Huaxia person."

"Then this person's strength has reached the realm of a false god." The Pope's expression was a little more serious.

The realm of false gods is the church's division of monks' strength.

This realm is the realm of China's Golden Core Stage.

Once entering the golden core stage, the monk's strength, lifespan and other aspects will be greatly improved.

Therefore, it is definitely not an exaggeration for a monk in the Jindan period to be called a false god.

There was more cold sweat on the messenger's forehead.

The word "false god" brought great pressure to him.Although it bears a fake word, God is God, and it is an existence far beyond ordinary people, and it is definitely not something ordinary people can provoke.

After hesitating for a long time, the waiter continued: "Sir, how should we deal with this matter, should we send experts to continue hunting this person?"

"No need, you just need to leak the news and let everyone know what this person has done. Naturally, some people can't bear to take action. At that time, you try to collect as much information about this person as possible. Only when you know Only with the specific information of this person can we be sure to take him down."

The Pope's expression returned to his indifferent look again, and he chuckled and said, "It will be very interesting when we capture a false god and sacrifice it to the gods."

The waiter next to him could only smile helplessly.

He didn't dare to say such big words.

(End of this chapter)