God Level Demon

Ancient saints!

The four big letters, like the mountains, lay deep inside the three saints, the Dark Fire Saints and the Golden Wind Saints, pressing them to barely catch their breath.

Although immortal saints and near-ancient saints differ only from one another, their power is simply divisive and not a hierarchy at all.

A near-ancient saint can resist hundreds of immortal saints if it is merely theoretical power.

Not to mention that the near-ancient saints understood the laws of space and were able to operate the power of the laws of space, a thought that traveled through hundreds of layers of space and struck down through hundreds of layers of space and bombarded the enemy itself.

Such power, no more immortal saints, cannot be resisted.

After all, immortal saints can't even beat the body of near-ancient saints, so how can they kill each other?

So it's not hard to imagine them hearing the despair of an ancient saint after he appeared in this place, with such a powerful man, who could not escape and could not live.

“It's over. It's over. ”

“Motherfucker, how could we be so unlucky? Forget the five immortal peak saints we met before. Now there's another near-ancient saint, which God wants us to die for. ”

“I heard that some old people in stormy waters may not meet an ancient saint for thousands of years, but we just ran into one. Is there any reason?! ”

“There are near-ancient saints here, they can't fight at all, they can only escape, the four of us scattered, turned into zeros, and the only chance to escape is one, which is the only chance. ”

Dripping saints, dark fire saints and golden wind saints are like dead ashes, beating them to death didn't expect to have such bad luck, even the nearest ancient saints appeared.

They didn't want to fight, either. They had to flee, one by one.

And Xiaping's expression remained calm, looking faintly at these elemental saints in front of him.

“Lord Casio. ”

When Casio appeared, immortal saints such as Valadin bowed their heads and paid tribute to Casio.

“Humanity, I am Casio, an ancient saint of the Ice Elements. ”

Casio came and looked at Xia Qian like a termite: “You are honored to have the chance to die in my hands, which is also your luck that took you countless years to accumulate. You can fight whatever you want, go crazy, live one of my men, it's all my loss. ”

Boom ~ ~

The voice had just fallen, and a frightening to extreme cold air had spread from it, covering hundreds of millions of kilometres.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of kilometres were frozen, and it seemed that even space was frozen, an area that had been turned into an ice-covered world, snowflake.

These chills carry the power of the laws of space, and even space cannot escape the bondage and freezing of the cold.

Dripping water saints, dark fire saints and golden wind saints suddenly feel bitter cold, under such a chill, even their own thoughts seem to be slowed down and the blood in their bodies is almost frozen.

It was only at this moment that they felt the power of the near-ancient saints, that they understood the power of the laws of space, and that every move seemed to mobilize the power of the laws of the universe and could not be countered at all.

“This is an ancient saint, too strong. ”

Valadin in the distance was also astonishing, although it had despised Casio's cowardice before, and felt that being a near-ancient saint was so cautious, it was truly the prestige of a near-ancient saint.

But now that the power emanated from Casio is felt, this idea is immediately abandoned into the State of Java, far beyond the power of immortal law.

Even Casio would have been killed in this place if he had wanted, the difference between heaven and earth.

“Stupid humans, die under the ice. ”

Casio's face is blushing and he wants to mobilize all his strength to strike at the saints of water and others.

“Fight him. ”

“What about the ancient saints? There's a price to pay to kill us. ”

“If you fight, even if you die, you have to make it look good. ”

Dripping saints, dark fire saints and golden wind saints are roaring, they are unwilling to die like this, and even if they die, they have to show their blood as national saints.

Valadin and others, with their faces and behind Casio, will always be there to help and seal the void, and will not give this group of human saints a chance to escape.

The war between the two sides is imminent.

And at this moment, a horrible to extreme breath came out of the void, such a breath that droopy saints were heartbeat and couldn't help but look back at the past.

It's not just dripping saints and others, even Valadin, Casio and others, who look at the past, who also feel a great threat coming through.

At this moment, Xiaping took a bead out of his hand, a mountain and river bead that had been promoted to a fine sacred instrument.

“Repression! ”

Xiaping moved his mind and threw the bead out.

Suddenly, the bead rotated in the void, and a vast array of maps emerged from it, covering hundreds of millions of kilometres, a map of the mountain community from the mountain bead space.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of miles of void have changed dramatically, as if the void were pouring, rising from mountain to mountain, rivers running through the void, trees and weeds growing from the depths of the void.

As if at this time, this cosmic sky was transformed into a real world, like a world surrounded by powerful space barriers.

No one, even the nearest ancient saints, can escape from this Jiangshan society, as if in a jar.

“Fine Sacred Artifact, You actually have a fine Sacred Artifact on you! ”

Dripping saints, dark fire saints and golden wind saints couldn't help but stare, they had no idea that Xiaping had such a powerful magic treasure.

After all, an ordinary immortal saint may have a good sacred object, but if he comes from a powerful force, or if he encounters an odd thing, he may get a medium sacred object.

But if you want to get a good holy instrument, that's impossible, and you don't know how many times less valuable.

They clearly perceived the strong cross plot crushed from this bead, suppressing the void, such a pharaoh at least reached the level of fine sacred objects, such power even the ancient saints could resist.

“Damn, how could there be a sacred object on this man? Little storm waters, barren places like this, why do people with such big backgrounds come to be saints? ”

Nearly ancient saint Casio's face was hard to see, he was cautious all his life, he never acted easily, he only did what he was sure of, he didn't deal with a little difficult opponent, he lived all the way down to this day.

But it kept a low profile for such a long time, developed steadily, and lived to this point, and now it's so unlucky that it can kick on the iron plate, are you kidding me!