Sage Emperor

The Gods' Pure Land was bombarded by the power of the Prince's Immortal Spirit, purifying the glass floor and exploding tortoises everywhere.

This is the power of the Prince.

Communicating the will of the ancient fairies, gaining supreme support, the power rushed forward, overturning the sky, the other side of the sky painted the trident towards the sky, and then a divine ray swept from behind, breaking the pure earth crystal wall system, connecting the sky again.

The dense stars of the sky, the Milky Way, reappear around the Holy King's City.

His wings of the starry sky, agglomerated again, were bigger than just now.

“Yankee, die! ”

The Prince treaded to persecute him, and Fang Tian Painting Trident stabbed him, and the fairy marks appeared dense and numb. He completely reversed the situation, suppressed Qian Kun, and tried to kill Yang Qi Trident.

“No!” Sun and Moon leaders were greatly dismayed: “The power of the Prince has reached the realm of the true Great Saints that is difficult to resist, Yang Qi is in danger. ”

“Keel. ”

The battle of Yang looked like a split liver and gallbladder.

Many of the characters in the Holy King's City, the disciples of the Yang family, are also extremely nervous. Yang Qi is now their “ancestor". Once they are extinguished and killed by the Prince, they are sure to be destined to be extinguished.

“Paradise descends! ”

Faced with the Prince leading the Immortal Spirit into the body, Yang Qi's face still did not fluctuate at all. At this moment, he is an ancient god walking in the human race, sprinkling the glory of the Lord.

His hands grabbed, the dome was torn apart, his sleeves swept, and the robes of the gods continued to expand, seemingly incorporating the Prince's evolved stars into his sleeves.

Boom!

His hands, he punched out the great killing technique, the Heavenly Fist technique, to slow the trajectory, to kill out, but the slow technique, fell into the eyes of many people, actually lightning fast.

A strip of holy light, like the saint dragon spinning around him, over the entire pure earth crystal wall system of the gods, all the gods screaming, like giant elephants chanting, between moments, the pure earth was transformed into too ancient a flood.

Deep beneath the ground, the ancient chaos rushed to the sky.

Immortal Formation Initiated.

The broken pure earth, in this instant, recovered completely, exploded violently, shaking the sky. Under the sight of the crowd, a heaven, breaking the universe, appearing above the sky, all the star lights, at this moment, again shaken, the wings of the star behind the prince instantly perished.

Paradise descends.

All the fairy facades, any higher cosmic facade, are under the pressure of this paradise. Because this is the dominion of the universe, billions of faces, billions of rounds of supreme glory.

Behind Yankee's back, a path of holy marks burned.

That heaven, with his boxing technique, Boomrong suppressed, suffocated the momentum that the prince had just exploded.

“He's burning holy marks! ”

“He killed so many great holy, agglomerated holy marks, enough to make him powerful enough to reach a deeper realm, but now he's actually starting to burn holy marks! In exchange for strength. ”

“What is this summons? Is that heaven? ”

“It's so powerful, we can't even get close. ” ……..

Many great saints, originally going to kill Yankee, auxiliary prince, but in the sky, that heaven came, pressing them all to breathe, the holy marks under the holy light almost lit, they tried to stabilize their bodies, and the clouds of the sea sprayed out a breath of blood.

“How can it be so? ”

Yun Hailan deeply knows how horrible the power of the Prince to communicate with the Immortal Spirit is, but now the Immortal Passage is actually sealed by the Summoned Heaven.

The Prince lost his source of strength and the wings of the starry sky collapsed again, indicating that he had fallen into the downwind again.

“You cut off the facade!” The fairy marks on the Prince's body dimmed again, and his eyes finally showed tremendous fear.

“The heavens of the gods cannot tolerate any strange breath.” Yang Qi was solemn, and heaven hung above the pure soil of the gods, and attacked the prince more fiercely.

Bang

One punch bombarded the Fang Tian Painting Trident, the immortal battle trident bent, absolute power, the prince bombarded a bite of blood to eject.

The Prince has finally retreated! Chang Xiaolian, leaping out of the pure land of the gods, joined with the great saints of Zhendan Temple.

“Ladies and gentlemen, quickly activate the Holy Mark, and fight this man hard. He is burning the Holy Mark, not for long. Once the Holy Mark burns out, it is his time to die! ”

The prince roared mightily and woke up all the great saints.

“Desperately, you don't deserve this.” Yang Qi stepped out, and in front of everyone, he saw the endless holy light, coming out of the center of the pure earth. Yang Qi is the only true God who walks in the holy light.

Ah!

Stopped in front of him, a great saint of Zhendan Temple, was punched in the head by him, his whole body blown open, flesh evaporated in the holy light.

Faced with the Prince and all the great saints, Yankees fought back in the Jedi.

“Let's go! ”

Seeing that another great saint was slaughtered, the great saints almost had the guts to go cold. They could not care less about the prince's restraints and flew away.

“The gods' pure soil, blockade of time and space, the glory of heaven, the eternity of the world.” Yankee hands together, on top of his head, heaven expands again.

Many of the great saints had just flown out, one hit a wall of holy light ten billion times harder than steel, and had been bounced back.

Even the prince began to jump.

Yankee is in the pure earth, step out again.

Boom!

A great saint exploded in the air, blooming like a fireworks. He slaughtered another one, another great saint of Zhendan Temple. Under Yang Qi's Heavenly Fist, he did not have the ability to rebel a little. Once he was slaughtered, his holy marks were absorbed by the pure earth of the gods.

“Sacred Heart, let's go!” A great saint of the Western continent was greeting his companions, but as soon as his voice fell, Yang Qi forced him to approach his body, tearing his hands apart and turning into a stormy rain in the air, leaving no remains.

“Another great saint is dead! ”

Millions of rich continental elites crawl to the ground, all trembling with Thursday, unable to resist the majesty of Yankee, they can only bury their heads in the sand like ostriches.

However, some people looked up and saw that a venerable Grand Saint had been killed by Yang Qi and had fallen into the pure land of the gods.

“That's the great saint of life, the eggs just broke like that. ”

“To suppress the Eight Wastes and devour the Great Sage of Kyushu, how can it be so invincible? ”

“That Yankee is a god, a demon! Can't resist. ” ………

Ah!

The emperor of the sky dynasty, sent a roar, because Yankee had pressed him closer, punched him out, his body was all wrapped up in holy light, bones became holy liquid, struggled for a moment, turned into green smoke, disappeared.

A great emperor, just like that.

At this moment, six Great Sages of the Western Continent, three dead.

Destroy!

Between breaths, there are two more Great Saints of Zhendan Temple, turned to ashes.

In the pure soil of the gods, the strip of holy light, rising in the sky, the holy marks are getting stronger, even the prince can't resist, Yun Hailan died and followed the prince, her face was full of despair, she saw a great holy meteorite, she felt she was in a nightmare.

“Don't kill me, don't kill me! ”

When the Emperor of Saint-Joe Dynasty saw the holy light forcing him to come, he knelt on the ground: “I was forced to kill you with the Prince because I was helpless. Now I am willing to abandon the dark light. You want to establish a dynasty on the land of abundance, I can step aside and give you the Yang family! ”

Bang

His voice didn't go down, his body blew up, Yang Qi walked past, “I knew it, why should I have? ”

Saint-Joe Dynasty Emperor, meteor!

As a result, five great saints, all three of whom died at the hands of Yankee.

“The gods, walking in the world, the glory of the gods, purifying unclean, unclean worlds, can only receive eternal life if they are washed in the glory of the Holy Light! ”

On Yankee's hand, the spear of the underworld god reappeared. The spear lightning struck and penetrated the sacred body of an earthquake mainland trying to escape, crucifying him on the crystal wall system.

Shh shh shh...

Yankee body, hundreds of spears of the underworld god, all appeared, interwoven with holy marks, blinking, one way of holy light rushed out, screaming voice connected.

Great Saint falls again.

The Crown Prince backed away from the company, there was no one around!

Nine great saints of Zhendan Temple, all dead!

“Oh, God! Great Saint has died so many.....”

“For this battle, World War I is called the Hung! Yankee is a bully all over the continent, no one can do anything about him anymore! Look at that holy mark, it's all condensed into a net. ”

“Dead, another great holy meteor, the nine great holy ones of Zhendan Temple, all gone. ”

“The sea god leader is dead! The leader of the sun and moon is dead, the emperor of the sky and the emperor of Saint Joe are dead, 18 great saints, and now there are only three continental saints left to die! ” ……..

The leader of the Sun and Moon was trembling all over his body. He was fortunate that he and Yang Qi stood aside. Otherwise, the great saint who died now, one of them must have him.

At this moment, Yankee seems to be possessed by the gods, and his fighting power is amazing.

As soon as his voice fell, three screams came out of the sky.

The three great saints of the western continent were torn through by the spear holes of the underworld gods and fell into the pure soil of the gods.

The eighteen great saints brought by the Prince were clean and none of them could survive. Everyone saw this scene as if it were a nightmare.

All the holy marks, interwoven into dense and numb meshes, condensed on the crystal walls of the Gods' pure soil.

The Prince carried Yun Hailan with him, his eyes were horrible, and he actually got scared. Back to the end, his body was trembling and his eyes were bleeding. In any case, he could not believe the facts in front of him.

I actually lost.

Bringing 18 great saints, all dead, how much blood, energy? Holy marks, all absorbed by Yang Qi, entered into the pure soil of the gods, deep in his perception, even felt, the deepest of the pure soil of the gods, infinite power is rushing, brewing an extinct god.

Yang Qi stood still, there was no blood on the robes of the gods, the holy light was shining, pure and imperfect, the heaven above his head completely blocked everything, any summoning of fairy spirits was futile.

The gods are punishing heretics. Where does the fairy spirit dare come?

“Prince, Yun Hailan, eighteen great saints, all slaughtered by me, created void for the pure soil of my gods. Now it's your turn. ”

Yankee spears of the underworld god point to the Prince and Yun Hailan.