Milt didn't care about Terra Star's anxious battle and the ending of the First Apostle Kahn.

The only thing Milt cares about and pays attention to is that over the past four hundred years, the Holy See Legion that has penetrated into the chaos void of the fairyland has continued to hear war news.

But since 40 years ago, news about the tens of millions of Vatican legions has been completely interrupted.

Although the forty-year information vacuum period in this civilized battlefield is nothing, perhaps the Holy See legions are in a fierce battle and have no time to send war reports to the rear in time?

Although this explanation is a bit pale and far-fetched, Milt, a powerful Holy See, could only comfort himself in this way.

In fact, with the elite and strict discipline of the Holy See Legion, conveying war reports to the mainland headquarters every ten years is a basic requirement that every Holy See Legion should have.

And as this basic regulation is violated, something must have happened.

Milt would rather believe that the Holy See Legion was trapped in a fierce battle with the monks garrisoned in the Immortal Realm than guess the worst result.

"It's still too abrupt and risky to directly attack the hinterland of top civilizations on one side."

"Those masters of the Immortal Realm did not return to help, they must have some support in the parent star domain." Milt pondered.

"But if the Holy Legion encounters an invincible factor, why doesn't Mirchi use the Tower of Hope to traction technique and teleport me to the battlefield to rescue the Holy Legion?" Mirchi said strangely.

In the middle of the continent of grace, bright blue light shines, but this giant tower that condenses infinite holy light and the power of faith has never been inspired.

"Unless" Milt seemed to realize something and suddenly looked deep in the fairyland.

"Unless Milch thinks that even if I go there, the ending cannot be saved!"

"But what exactly is that?" Milt's eyes became more and more serious

Deep in the fairyland.

Outside the prehistoric world, a fierce but devastating war happened here.

With the guidance of the Heavenly Dao Alliance Moluo, these Holy See Legions arrived outside the prehistoric world faster than they thought.

They deliberately avoided several medium-sized worlds of cultivation in the Immortal Realm. When the army arrived outside the prehistoric world, they even went to Hong

The Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, who led millions of heavenly soldiers and generals outside the deserted world, were also somewhat unexpected.

If you only rely on the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, then the daylily will be cold.

Fortunately, they are not the protagonists in this war.

The Holy See's war strategy of attacking Huanglong was faster than the light gods of that time.

But after all, it is just a large-scale world civilization, not a top civilization like the Light God Clan.

After the Light God Clan can reach the depths of the Immortal Realm, the Eighth Level Eternal Lord immediately discovered that there were top-notch existences in the depths of the Immortal Realm that they could not compete with.

But for the Holy See, they can only break through the dark side.

And what is different from the Light Gods is that they do not exist like the Supreme God to provide them with a guarantee.

The extremely terrifying elements and energy tides gather outside the prehistoric world. This is a means that can only be achieved by combining the rules and energy of the entire world.

As the eighth level master, including the desperate spider mother who was at her peak, she would definitely not be able to achieve Hongjun's method.

Because in addition to overriding the life level and law control methods, Hongjun's ability also uses the authority of his plane guardian.

Just one blow!

In the eyes of the monks in the Immortal Realm, Dao Zu Hongjun only waved his right hand forward, but for the tens of millions of Holy See legions outside the prehistoric world, it was an irresistible terrifying energy storm and elemental tides that plummet.

The countless powers of immortal spirits directly dispersed tens of millions of Holy See legions.

Due to the teachings and style of conduct, these Vatican legions were not equipped with slave creatures.

Wizard civilization can often bring up hundreds of millions or even more combat legions, because slave creatures account for a huge proportion of these civilized legions.

One of the common points of the Holy See Legion and the God of Light is that they have no slave creatures.

The absence of slaves means that the tens of millions of elite Vatican legions do not have qualified cannon fodder and front row scapegoats.

In just a moment, tens of millions of Vatican legions were directly blown into thin threads by the terrifying power of fairy spirits, and the remaining Vatican legions that were scattered were all killed or injured.

As expected, it makes sense that there are many shackles in the astral realm. If such a terrifying existence is allowed to vent its unbridled power, even the astral realm is Hao.

It's endless, and one day they will be poked a hole.

It is also a pity that the Holy See Legion is more elite and cohesive than ordinary combat legions.

Otherwise, the attack of Taoist ancestor Hongjun would not be as simple as easily erasing millions of creatures.

Although I had just experienced the terror that I could not understand and resist, the remaining legions of the Holy See were still cheering up and uniting the formation under the leadership of their respective legion commanders and powerful people above level 4.

Outside the prehistoric world, millions of heavenly soldiers and generals, as well as more local monks and demons in the fairyland, spontaneously rushed towards the Holy See's army after the attack by Taoist ancestor Hongjun.

Among these immortal army, the most dazzling one is not the giant level 6 creature of the Heavenly Court.

It is not some two hidden immortals who have never appeared in the prehistoric land but have reached the quasi-saint level.

But the green blue dragon, the silver white tiger, the red vermilion bird and the blue black trunk!

All the four sage beasts have the peak level of quasi-saints, and with the blessing of the rules of the prehistoric land, each of them has the power of the peak despairer.

The four holy beasts rushed toward the depths of the Holy See's army in four directions.

Wherever it goes, a bloody storm arose.

The Holy See's leader Mirchi looked extremely bad at this time. He tried to withdraw all the legions on the battlefield with the Tower of Hope, but due to the turbulent rules and the chaotic elemental power on the surrounding battlefield, it was difficult for the Tower of Hope to locate the Holy See's Legion.

And more importantly, the Tower of Hope cannot assist the Retreat of the Holy See at this time, probably not only because of environmental factors, but because of the terrifying existence in the starry sky in front of us that faintly emitted almost unmatched!

It cannot be withdrawn, but it can ask for help from the mainland of the Forest through the Tower of Hope.

This sinister situation made Mirchi guessed that it was probably the intentional arrangement of the middle-aged man carrying a long sword in the starry sky.

Milch naturally could not have allowed more Holy See Legions to come and die. He had already vaguely sensed that the nearby space was locked, and finally confirmed where his initial uneasiness came from.
Chapter completed!