The southern part of the city where Jiang Tian was located was the new city.
The wide asphalt roads crisscrossed with rows upon rows of high-rise buildings, echoing the ancient city in the north, presenting a unique landscape of classical and modern.
The northern part of Rome was like a large historical museum!
The Imperial Senate, the Arc de Triomphe, the Pillars of Glory, the Pantheon, and the Colosseum were arranged in a picturesque disorder, waiting for visitors to visit, comment, and pay homage.
"True God, come down. The Demon of the East is slaughtering your devout believers and people! "
"Where are the ancient Holy Knights? They have been guarding the Holy See since the Dark Age. Please wake up and send the blasphemer to hell! "
At this time, hundreds of thousands of believers of the Holy See had gathered in the northern part of Rome. They knelt in the square outside the church and prayed devoutly.
"The demon deserves to die! He should be hanged! How can he blaspheme the glory of the Holy See? He should be sent to hell! "
There were also clergy and believers who raised their arms and shouted, accusing Jiang Tian of his crimes with righteous indignation.
In addition, thousands of people from the intelligence agencies of the Pentagon, MI6, and other countries, as well as experts from all walks of life, gathered in various highlands of Rome.
"So many people! No wonder this is the most important battle in the past two thousand years. No country or organization dares to ignore it! "
Red Sparrow clicked her tongue. Her face was shocked and her eyes were solemn.
In the new city of Rome, there were densely packed figures on the rooftops of various buildings. There was no lack of top military leaders among them.
They were fully focused, and their eyes were nervous and expectant.
They even set up recording equipment, intending to record the battle situation so that they could make a scientific assessment of the combat power of all parties after the battle.
This battle was too important!
It was the fiercest collision between the most powerful forces on this planet.
The result of this battle would have an extremely profound and immeasurable impact on the entire world.
Historians of the future and anthropologists said in their speeches to the government that the impact of this battle was no less than the Industrial Revolution and the Internet Revolution. Therefore, they must pay close attention to it.
"It's indeed the world's first orthodoxy. Its foundation is really extraordinary!"
Jiang Tian stood on top of the building in the southern part of the city and looked at the northwest of Rome with a faint smile. That was the Vatican.
However, no one dared to underestimate it!
This was because it controlled the faith of one-sixth of the world's population. It was the world's oldest and strongest orthodoxy.
Although the Brahmin Sect and the Kunlun Sect had a longer history than it, they did not have as many followers as it did, nor did they have as much wealth as it did!
St. Peter's Basilica, located in the center of the Vatican, was the holy land of the Holy See, the place where the Pope resided.
It was also the largest church in the world. With an area of 23,000 square meters, it could accommodate 60,000 people.
The Romanesque and Baroque buildings were decorated with complicated decorations. Tall and majestic towers, statues of gods, and statues of angels stood in great numbers. They were lifelike and had an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.
"Master, let's just attack the city!"
Huo Qingtian's fighting spirit was surging. His heart was beating fast, and his eyes were shooting out flames of war.
The others were also rubbing their hands, eager to give it a try. They looked at Jiang Tian with excitement and anticipation, waiting for his orders.
The young powerhouses like Huang Linger, Tang Linglong, and Zhu Que could not keep calm. They were so excited that their hands were trembling slightly.
If they won this battle, Tianqing School would be the world's first orthodoxy!
A peerless sect!
Endless glory and immortality!
It was no exaggeration to say that this battle, regardless of the outcome, would be recorded in the annals of history and praised for thousands of years!
At this moment, everyone was following Jiang Tian to witness history, rewrite history, and create history!
"Nonsense, we're not here to treat them to a meal! We're here to beat them up! "
Jiang Tian put his hands behind his back. His clothes fluttered in the wind like an immortal. His face was calm and he chuckled.
Then he exhaled and spoke in a cold voice, his voice booming like spring thunder.
"Holy See, Brahmin, Reclusive royalty, didn't you say that you want to kill me, Kang Tae-chu? Come out and fight! "
Every word Jiang Tian said was like a giant cannon in the sky. Like rolling thunder, there was a substantial sound wave pushing out.
Suddenly, the entire city of Rome trembled violently as if there was a big earthquake. Some old buildings even cracked.
Countless people were dizzy and fell to the ground with blood spurting out of their mouths. Their bodies twitched and they screamed.
Some people's heads exploded and died.
Jiang Tian's words killed thousands of people.
"Kang Tae-chu!"
"He's here!"
Everyone turned their heads to look at the young man in white with black hair and black eyes. They screamed as if they had seen a ghost.
Jiang Tian suppressed the big countries and dominated the world.
Perhaps many ordinary people did not know him.
However, there was no one in the Dark World who didn't know about it. It was like thunder in their ears.
"Greetings to the Lord of Sodoni, the Suzerain of Tianqing School, His Excellency Kang Tae-chu!"
Many high-ranking military officials and the strong men of the Dark World were so shocked that they were trembling.
They did not care if Jiang Tian was looking at them. They all bowed deeply to Jiang Tian or saluted him seriously to show their highest respect.
But when the sound wave bombarded the Vatican!
In Saint Peter's Cathedral, numerous statues of the True Gods, Messiahs, and Angels rose up one after another with dazzling Holy Light, turning into a barrier that reached the heavens and the earth, firmly blocking Jiang Tian's sound wave attack.
"What? Brahmin and Reclusive royalty have also gathered here? They are so fast! "
After hearing Jiang Tian's words, Ye Tianren and many other disciples were stunned. They could not believe it.
The enemy's reaction was too fast!
"Kang Tae-chu, you are so arrogant! You dare to come to Europe and wreak havoc. Do you think there is no one in Europe? "
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Strong figures rose into the sky and pierced through the void like rainbows piercing the sun. They landed on the Colosseum of the ancient city of Rome.
The royal aura filled the air and suppressed the nine heavens and ten earths. An old man wearing a golden crown and a gilded robe with a war spear in his hand climbed to the top of the Colosseum on a flying horse and faced Jiang Tian directly.
This flying horse was snow-white and extremely majestic. Its wide wings were more than ten meters long, as if it was not a creature of the human world!
On the flying horse, the old man's curly blond hair draped over his shoulders. His eyes were like lightning and sharp as a knife, full of supreme majesty.
Boom!
The pressure of a veteran Holy King was unreservedly released. It was intimidating and made everyone's heart contract suddenly.
Behind him, more than ten members of the royal family riding flying horses spurred their horses into the air and followed closely.
Every one of them had an extraordinary background and noble bloodline. The men were handsome and the women were beautiful and charming.
Their strength was extraordinary. Each of them had reached the level of Saints and Half-Step Holy Kings. They were the last trump card of the European royal family. Their combat strength surpassed that of Zeus and Hera of the Pantheon!
Behind them, more than a thousand soldiers of the royal family rose into the air. They lined up neatly and sternly, occupying the Colosseum.
They wore ancient armor made by famous alchemists in the Middle Ages. Magical Dao patterns were engraved on the armor and emitted a dazzling light. The powerful magical energy waves were so strong that it was almost tangible.
"The patriarch of the Bourbon royalty, Henry Viii! A real Holy King who once ruled the French Empire for hundreds of years. His combat strength is comparable to an Earth God! "
Ye Zhantian's pupils contracted slightly. His face was solemn as he revealed the origin of this person.
Seeing this, countless tourists and believers were so shocked that their faces turned pale. They were moved and almost suffocated.
According to legend, in the Middle Ages, Henry Viii once killed tens of thousands of people in a great war.
Although there were very few firearms at that time, the people he killed were not ordinary people. They included alchemists, missionaries, superpowered people, and even the Blood Clan. The whole of Europe trembled in fear.
Back then, even the Supreme Blood Lord Cain and the heroes of the Gathering of Darkness were terrified when they met him. They had to retreat to show their respect.
Seeing this, Situ Xiao's face was also very solemn.
"A Holy King? Too weak! There are no powerful Overlords in Europe. They are just ants that I can crush later on! "
Jiang Tian chuckled. His face was full of mockery.
A Holy King!
To put it bluntly, his cultivation was equivalent to the second level of the Foundation Establishment. Jiang Tian's sword could kill thousands of people!
"You are so arrogant! How do you know the strength of the Reclusive royalty in the West? How do you know the means of the Bourbon royalty? "
Henry Viii's royal aura surged. He stared at Jiang Tian and said mockingly.
"Kang Tae-chu, what if I join you?"
Boom!
Along with a dignified shout.
Another group of people tore the sky apart and rose into the sky. They were like the scorching sun, emitting a blazing light. They flew across the sky and landed on top of the Imperial Senate.
Edward Vi!
A Half-Step Sacred Master!
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