The master in the Halloween picture is so proud, and he has the right to be proud.

In its heyday, any great saint could annihilate all of Netherworld's so-called army. At that level, the number of people was nothing more than a joke.

A mere saint wants to deprive them of their life with a simple word of death?

This is so funny.

Even if the sect master falls, the Wan Sheng Sect is destroyed, and experiences countless sorrows, heartache that is unbearable, and despair that is indescribable, you still have to grit your teeth and save this last breath for what?

"I am so proud and persistent...you don't understand!"

The saint's pupils contracted, and he felt something he had never experienced in millions of years. Even when he was about to completely forget his past experiences, he suddenly remembered it.

That's what death feels like!

A bright sun burst in front of him, and the light was so dazzling that he couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so beautiful!"

The heaven and earth shook, and the will of the Netherworld seemed to scream out in grief.

The holy blood fell from the sky like heavy rain. Within a short time of the war, a saint fell. This was something that no one could have imagined.

Great Sage Junsi raised his eyebrows and said, "Xiaotian?"

"Three... In my current state, I can kill at most three more and they will disappear completely. Before that, I only ask you one question... Is the sect master really still there?"

The peerless great sage, who can rank in the third heaven among the ten thousand great saints on the Ten Thousand Saints Sect, how powerful he was in his heyday is already a mystery that cannot be guessed.

Great Sage Junsi nodded with tears in his eyes: "Master is still here!"

"Hahaha!"

With a wild laugh, the soul burned, and the power had climbed to its peak state. Tianzun laughed loudly, and the laughter shook everyone's hearts.

"The place the sect wants to protect, as a minister, how can I not obey!"

The most extreme strength, the most unyielding spirit, and countless years of persistence finally turned into the purest fighting spirit.

Kill kill kill kill kill!

They will kill until the heaven and earth are faint, kill until the nine heavens are stained with blood, kill until they themselves disappear, and they will not stop before that.

His power is too strong, and it will definitely be a devastating blow to the Immortal Immortal.

This was completely beyond the expectations of the Netherworld masters. They never expected that Chiyang Heaven would hide masters of this level.

A Bone Clan saint sneered: "How pitiful is one person's delusion to defy heaven!"

No matter how strong a person is, it is meaningless. There are too many saints in the Netherworld, not to mention that the person in front of him is in a very strange state, like a human and a ghost, and is actually somewhat similar to the state of his Bone Clan.

It's just that the high-hanging soul is melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It shows that he is burning his own remnant soul. Each attack requires a huge amount of remnant soul, just like burning his own life, and he cannot last more than a few rounds.

"It's really pitiful for us. We are just a bunch of ants in front of us, and we can't crush them to death at will. If the sect master finds out, I'm afraid he will be extremely disappointed!"

The shadow beneath the saint swayed and turned into a pair of black hands, gently grabbing his neck.

"This saint's body is indestructible, even if you think..." Before the saint could finish speaking, two balls of ghostly fire kept beating in his white bones, and he was completely swallowed up by a ball of darkness in an instant.

His body moved a little and made a completely different sound.

"This body... is too bad!"

Tianzun raised his brows, as if he was a little disgusted with this person, and couldn't help but snorted: "No matter how bad he is, he is still the best one here."

"Yes, this is the best one. I didn't expect that in the end, I would fight side by side with such an annoying guy like you. I, the Lord, have also fallen!"

The master of the third heaven, the dual deity of heaven and earth, once evolved into the two phases of the Halloween figure, the sun and the moon, and also appeared on the battlefield at the same time.

In the battlefield.

Even with the help of the masters of Halloween Pictures, the people of Blazing Sun Sky will inevitably be harmed. Some people will continue to fall, and others will continue to rise up.

Blood dyed the earth red, and everyone's eyes were dyed red with hatred.

The Pu Demon Tree looked up to the sky and sighed.

A big boss sneaked up to the first peak. He seemed a little entangled. He gritted his teeth and then approached Liu Xiaoxiao and said, "I have already helped you light the beacon smoke."

Seeing that Liu Xiaoxiao didn't reply, she said angrily: "Although I hate you and don't like you, I have to admit that you are very strong. Why have you become so weak now?"

"I do not know either!"

Liu Xiaoxiao covered her head in pain, blood was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and the injuries inside her body were very heavy, which could not cover up her mood at the moment.

"I feel uncomfortable. Ever since I saw the people in the Halloween picture, I have a strange feeling. I always feel that these people are very familiar and important, but I can't remember these things."

The first-generation boss said in confusion: "Anyway, you are so weird. Master is weird, you are weird too, everyone is weird, making me both familiar and strange. I have done things for you, and other things

I do not care."

She patted her butt and left, but couldn't help but want to look back at him.

Liu Xiaoxiao clenched her fists and shed tears. Even though she was very strong, she couldn't bear it at this time.

"Little bastard... until the little bastard comes back, I feel like I am about to become someone else!"

"Scared, I'm so scared!"

The two gods appear, the battle between heaven and earth!

The strength of the two gods of heaven and earth is extraordinary. Even when faced with a joint attack by fifteen saints, they were able to hold on without retreating and even killed one person each.

It's just that this is the price of injury for injury, and the consequence is that the two souls are even weaker.

Back to back, facing the obstruction of the remaining thirteen saints, the two of them panted heavily with proud expressions. Even now, they have no intention of giving up.

Surprised to realize that these two people were difficult to deal with, the saint master from Netherworld was also very hesitant.

The leading saint raised his eyebrows, nodded at the two saints and said, "Don't delay it any longer. Since these people want to protect Blazing Sky, then you have to do it yourself. I'll see how they deal with it!"

Gritting his teeth, even if he felt unwilling to do so, the two gods of heaven and earth could do nothing.

Even if the two people exploded with their final strength, they could not prevent this situation from happening.

Saints are saints after all. After the two saints left, the leading saint said coldly: "As for them, they seem to be dead soon. Just hold them back and don't let them have another chance to succeed!"

I was just careless before, and I lost four saint masters.

Even though they are not in the same camp, they all feel regretful at this moment. In the past few days, almost all the saints in the Netherworld and the Bright Sky have died, forcing them, the reclusive saints, to take action.

I didn't expect that just dealing with a Blazing Sky would cause such huge losses.

Now it seems that Blazing Sun must be eliminated.

Otherwise, with Netherworld's current strength, if it faces difficulties in the next few days, it is very likely that it will completely decline, and the only way to do this is to completely fall into the camp of God.

In the blazing sun.

The figure of a fiery red divine phoenix attracts the most attention.

It is different from the masters of the Halloween Picture, who burn their souls in exchange for power, and also different from the masters of Blazing Sun, who rely on large numbers of people to fight against the enemy.

This is a real master of Immortal Immortality. His strength has reached the three-mark realm, which is considered to be a very top level strength.

A saint from the ghost tribe ignored everyone and rushed directly into the Blazing Sun Sky.

Even though he felt suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth, his state of mind did not fluctuate much. Instead, he swept towards the divine phoenix and slapped it with a casual palm. The huge figure of the ancestor of the divine phoenix fell to the ground, and his aura almost disappeared.

Then he took a big breath, his body expanded countless times, the air flow in his mouth swirled, and he actually sucked up many monks in one breath and swallowed them into his mouth.

While chewing heavily, countless people screamed in pain.

Almost at the same time, several small blades flew from different directions and swished into his body.

It's like a mosquito bite, it doesn't cause him any problems at all.

But no one likes the feeling of being stared at by mosquitoes, especially the saint masters.

With a big slap, the person hiding in the dark was suddenly shot out. Ye Shi even felt that her body was almost broken. She couldn't stop her body at all. She rolled on the ground for a long time before she managed to stabilize her body.

She struggled to get up and covered her mouth and nose, and the blood on her body couldn't stop flowing down.

"Young people in the Eight Marks Realm are still alive after receiving a palm from this saint. You have no regrets in this life!"

Ye Shi laughed miserably and said disdainfully: "You can't even kill a person in the Eight Marks Realm with one palm, you think you are a saint!"

"presumptuous!"

From Eight Marks to Saint, it is the realm of Tiankan. It is as strong as Ye Shi. Although it is not without any resistance, it will be killed instantly, but it is difficult to hurt the opponent.

Regardless of the level of power or the strength of her body, even the Tribulation Immortal Little Sword she had practiced for a long time could not break through the opponent's physical defense.

The saint's lethality was too great. She could not let the saint show off his power. Instead, she attracted the saint's attention, gritted her teeth and ran away from the saint's hands.

It's very hard, but I can't give up.

As soon as another saint rushed in, he was knocked away by Liu Xiaoxiao, who had a splitting headache!

Feeling the tearing pain, as if his consciousness was about to transform into two people, Liu Xiaoxiao's attacks were erratic and even completely crazy.

She rushed forward desperately, but was hit by a blow from the Bone Race master. Most of her immortal treasure armor was shattered, and even the small treasure armor was almost shattered.

The difference in realm is too big, or it could be said that the level of power is different.

The severe injuries made her think a little clearer.

Big hands came overwhelmingly in front of her, and they could crush her into pieces in an instant. It seemed that it was too late, so she laughed miserably and struggled.

"I can't die here! The little bastard will cry... I never want to see him cry again!"

"Ahhh! I can't stand it anymore!"

The saint's giant hammer fell, and Xu Lingsi rushed out like a madman, violently knocked the saint master away, and shouted angrily: "If you die, you will die, go to hell with me, go and eat shit!"

While attacking with all her strength, her chest felt extremely painful.
Chapter completed!