When he thought of this, Holy Son Jiaolong's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit!
It seems that the Holy Lord of the Monster Clan does have a bit of a double standard, and his attitudes towards him and the Holy Son of Qilin are completely opposite!
But now is not the time to think so much, it is still more important to save your own life.
"Don't just stay there, come and save me. It's not like you don't know my strength. I haven't returned to my peak state yet. How can I be the opponent of these guys!"
"Besides, even in peak condition, we can't defeat so many human cultivators. We are all from the same ethnic group, so we shouldn't just die without saving them!"
Listening to the roar of Holy Son of Dragon, Holy Son of Qilin's face was as gloomy as water. He... how could he get out now?
In other words, his current situation is the most dangerous. The strength of the Great Void Saint opposite him is definitely not that simple!
Even from a long distance away, I could feel the powerful energy fluctuations emanating from his body. If they were to fight at this moment, could I... could I block it?
Saint Daxu smiled slightly.
"See clearly! This is the gap between you and us. It seems that even your peers can't hold on."
"So I would like to give you my final advice: just surrender and stop making these useless struggles. What's the point of wasting our mutual time?"
Qilin Holy Son showed a sad smile and asked in question.
"Then you mean to let us go back to the Netherworld City with you? Do you think we can still survive if we go back to the Netherworld City?"
"And after so many years, have you ever seen a demon clan surrender on its own initiative? Even if we demon clan die in battle, we will never surrender like you guys, because you are not worthy!"
"Then you go die!"
The Great Void Sage looked regretful, and directly launched a powerful attack, which was the killing move as soon as it was released.
The Qilin Holy Son looked solemn, and the fluctuations emitted by the Great Xu Saint made him feel a palpitating aura!
"Roar!"
Without any hesitation, the huge golden unicorn descended on the east forest again, and the two strong men directly started a shocking duel!
However, if you look closely, you will find that from the very beginning of the battle, Jade Emperor Earth has fallen into a serious disadvantage!
Facing the powerful Saint Daxu, he didn't even have the strength to counterattack, he could only defend, and defend non-stop!
"Why are you always on defense? Wasn't your style of play cruel just now? Why can't you do it now?"
"Hurry up, take action quickly, show your absolute strength, don't let me look down on you, this is not the style of the Holy Son of the Demon Race!"
Saint Daxu's tone was as contemptuous as possible, as if he had already seen the moment when he would trample Saint Son of Qilin under his feet.
If the person standing opposite him was from the Qilin tribe, he might still take it seriously if he didn't need it, but now he is just a holy son, and he can take care of him at will!
You must know that his realm is at the peak of the late Saint stage. If he cannot beat this, there will be no need for him to continue living.
"Come!"
The Holy Son of Qilin looked up to the sky and roared angrily, instead of retreating he advanced.
He can fail, but he cannot let Saint Daxu look down on him. This is not his life creed!
Even if you die in battle here, you must die on the way forward and charge, and you must not die in such a humiliating way!
The moment Saint Daxu joined the battlefield, the situation on the battlefield became one-sided. Both Saint Son Qilin and Saint Son Jiaolong were fighting hard.
No one knows how long they can last, but it won't be long!
After a period of time, these formerly high-spirited saints and saints of the demon race may die without a burial place!
"boom!"
After a loud rumbling sound, the body of the Dragon Saint Son flew out like a kite with its string broken!
When he stood up again, his eyes were filled with fear and he kept swallowing his saliva.
Not to mention how disordered his current Qi mechanism is, even his original state cannot be transformed!
"You...you..."
The Holy Son of the Dragon opened his mouth, wanting to rebuke, but no words came out.
He saw a dozen top experts floating in the sky above him. The weakest ones were all at the peak of quasi-sage, and there were even two mid-level saint masters in the front row!
Such a terrifying fighting force was enough to make him feel desperate. He couldn't defeat it at all!
The next moment, a rumbling sound came from the ground where the Dragon Saint Son was.
Then 4 deep cracks appeared in the 4 weeks of the earth, and the space in the 4 weeks became strange and distorted.
"What...what is this?"
The Dragon Saint Son stammered, and the top powerhouse above smiled contemptuously.
"No way, as the noble saint son of the demon clan, he doesn't even know this? This is impossible!"
"Is there anything impossible? These avenues are exclusive to us human cultivators. How do these guys from the demon race know that they know nothing?"
"That's right, these guys from the Monster Clan are all simple-minded and have well-developed limbs. They only have a few physical advantages."
"In that case, let me make you understand today that this is the avenue of formation!"
"What I practice is the Avenue of Swords. Have you ever heard of the Avenue of Swords? It is the most decisive avenue of killing among the three thousand avenues!"
"I am the controller of the Time and Space Avenue and the fourth elder of the Great Void Holy Sect. It is your honor to fall into my hands today."
"What I practice is..."
One word after another, like the words of the God of Death, should echo in the ears of the Dragon Saint Son, causing him to become a demon.
The joke is really too big this time. These avenues are all top avenues, and the cultivators are also top human race experts. Is it still necessary to continue fighting?
But the key point is that they can't even retreat now, their retreat has been blocked.
If he is given another chance to choose again, he will never go with Qilin Holy Son, and he will never come to this hateful east forest!
In other words, he would not say that he knew the existence of that dog hole at all. It is a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world. Their game was ruined this time!
"Okay, stop talking nonsense with this guy. What's the point? Just send him to the west to avoid a long night of dreams!"
"Yes, in fact, it is a good achievement to be able to destroy several saints and saints of the demon clan before the war begins."
"Then take action, this ridiculous demon clan saint son won't live long."
After a brief discussion, the human cultivators above launched another powerful offensive.
"Oh my god!"
The Dragon Holy Son exclaimed and continued to run away. All the heroic and ambitious things he mentioned before setting off seemed to have turned into a joke at this moment.
There was no way, who allowed fate to play a big joke on them this time?
