Either unbearable, painful, or excited...
Thousands of eyes focused on Hong Yuan and Yunyan Martial Saint.
Facing the menacing Yunyan Martial Saint, Hong Yuan remained calm and continued to recite the last paragraph: "The divine merits and virtues are still dharma to this day..."
"Pretend and die!" Martial Saint Yunyan sneered.
Thousands of lights of loess gathered on his right arm. He waved his arm like a sword, creating a majestic sword shadow and slashing at the source of the flood.
Although Yunyan Martial Saint is famous for his unparalleled defense in the Five Academy Palaces, this does not mean that he is not good at attacking.
Especially the object of his admiration, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, is a swordsman saint, which makes him more demanding on his offensive power.
This move is the "Loess Sword Shadow" magical power of swordsmanship. It is a fusion of earth magic and swordsmanship. Its offensive power is extraordinary.
Even some seventh-level martial saints with weak defenses can be killed with one sword. One can imagine its terrifying power.
Rumble——
The majestic earth-yellow sword slashed Hong Yuan's body, causing endless tremors.
The Dragon Bird Guzheng, Juhong Battle Flag and Purple Gold Furnace, three sacred artifacts appeared one after another to resist the majestic sword shadow.
Click...
The strings of the Longque guzheng broke first, and cracks appeared on the flagpole of the Juhong battle flag. The Zijin furnace, which bore the brunt, was not much better.
"Wei Tian Zhaojian, Shang Xiang!"
Hong Yuan slowly read out the last sentence.
The Luck True Dragon above his head suddenly looked up to the sky and roared. With its complete body, it rushed upward and broke through the black coffin's Luck in one fell swoop!
At this moment, Hong Yuan suddenly felt that the world was completely different. He could feel the breathing of all things in the world, and he heard the cry of the dry sea around him...
"Did I let you succeed in the end? But so what!?"
Martial Saint Yunyan looked disdainfully and used the "Loess Sword Shadow" again.
The majestic sword shadow descended again, hitting the source of the flood.
But this time, Hong Yuan's three sacred artifacts not only did not break again, but became stronger.
Facing Martial Saint Yunyan who was almost in front of him, Hong Yuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and moved his feet.
The next moment, three hundred thousand esophagus marks rolled and roared.
Hong Yuan's figure also leaped forward.
"Um!?"
Martial Saint Yunyan looked stunned, but soon the light in his eyes dissipated.
Because at this moment, Hong Yuan pierced his heart with one hand, and massive esophagus marks swallowed up everything in him, snatching away his life in an instant.
Boom!
The whole audience was shocked and trembling with fear.
The saints looked at Hong Yuan, who easily defeated Yunyan Martial Saint and exuded the aura of a saint, with complicated emotions.
The scene in front of me was so terrifying that no one could believe it.
Who would have expected that Hong Yuan would be promoted to a saint and possess 300,000 esophagus marks, heaven-level magical powers and a nearly infinite lifespan?
This situation is like a huge stone falling into a pond, causing boundless waves, making it difficult for the saints to restrain themselves.
"Guangqiao, he is already so powerful? Great, great!" The Xuanjiao Demon Saint looked blank at first, then became extremely excited, wagging his dragon's tail non-stop.
"I knew it, I knew that Saint Taiyin would not die so easily, wuwuwu..." The Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon was still shedding tears, but this time they were tears of joy.
"Is this why you didn't take action..." Gu Jingshou looked at the motionless bronze mirror, as if he had some realization.
"Damn it, damn it!!!" Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's hair was dancing wildly, his beautiful eyes were wide open, he was obviously extremely angry.
"Hiss... It's a good thing I didn't rush in, otherwise I might have been the one who died." Dongliu layman secretly said that he was lucky. The assassination target changed from a small kitten to a big tiger. Who dares to believe it?
"With such a majestic number of Dao marks, brother Yunyan, you died so unjustly..." Heavenly Master Xuanlu looked sad. His friend Yunyan Martial Saint died too suddenly.
Following Hong Yuan's achievements, the demon saints were excited, while the human warrior saints all felt great pressure.
The nine-tailed crocodile dragon was even more excited and rushed towards the source of the flood.
It wants to reach Hong Yuan and use the supernatural power of Yudao to lead Hong Yuan to escape from here.
When it was young, it once witnessed the great battle between the Tianpeng Clan and the Kunyu Clan between the Taiyin Saint Han Jiuming in the Tianque Palace of the Kunyu Clan.
Since then, it has had thoughts about the power of the universe of the Tianpeng tribe.
Since then, with the help of Taiyin Saint Han Jiuming, its attainments in Yudao have reached the level of a great master.
As long as it is connected to Hong Yuan, it will be confident enough to escape from this terrifying battlefield with Hong Yuan before it dies!
"Ha ha."
"Hahaha!"
Suddenly there was a burst of unrestrained laughter, and an extremely depressing atmosphere enveloped the place.
Because the one who laughs is the emperor’s son—Xiao Zhanxian!
"Tracing back to the source, the soul returns."
Xiao Zhanxian laughed and said.
The magical power of killing - killing oneself to achieve benevolence!
The blood in his body was surging and burning.
He is sacrificing himself and wants to use his blood to summon the soul-killing demon emperor back from the long river of time.
The vast sky was originally a dark night, but suddenly it was filled with thunderous light and lightning like a sea, flooding the world and the earth.
This was an extremely majestic scene. At this moment, the sky collapsed, endless fire fell from the sky, and fireballs rained down.
The next moment, a black crack gradually emerged, and soul-killing flags and dragon god incense bodies poured out one after another.
The soul-killing flag burst through the air and arrived in front of Xiao Zhanxian, who was gradually fading.
"Woooo..."
The soul-killing flag trembled slightly, as if crying.
"Don't be sad. I'm very happy to have traveled such a long way with you."
Xiao Zhanxian squinted his eyes and smiled, the smile on his face was extremely bright. He gently touched the soul-killing flag and comforted it.
The soul-killing flag said nothing, but the sadness it exuded was so strong.
After a while.
Xiao Zhanxian burned completely, dissipated into the world, and turned into a small river.
Crash--
Not long after, a figure that dominates the world appeared from the small river. At the end of the river, it struggled to cross the river towards this realm.
Seeing his face, the saints were frightened.
"Time flows!"
"Soul-killing Demon Emperor!"
"How is it possible that the Soul-Slaying Demon Emperor can actually reach the present world through the long river of time!?"
The saints were shocked.
Feeling the aura of self-centeredness, they were extremely convinced that the Soul-Slaying Demon Emperor was going to cross the long river of time!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this moment, the demon saints attack this small river of time with all their strength to prevent the birth of the soul-killing demon emperor.
Although they know that such a small period of time is simply not enough to sustain the Soul-Slaying Demon Emperor for a long time, they cannot afford to gamble.
"Damn it, why are you so difficult to deal with?" Hong Yuan gritted his teeth, feeling extremely hateful in his heart.
He himself also participated in the act of destroying the long stream of time.
But with the obstacles of the human saints and the soul-killing flags, the birth of the soul-killing demon emperor is almost unstoppable!
To be continued...