The aura that emanated from the young master of Lingquan was very violent, like a swelling volcano. Even the creatures in the holy realm stood in front of him, they felt huge pressure and could not help but tremble.

Flames surged out of Canglan's Martial Saint's pupils, staring at the Young Master Ling Quan standing opposite him, and said, "Are you too arrogant?"

The young master Ling Quan lit up his eyes, and he looked at the Martial Saint of Canglan from top to bottom, especially her plump and round chest and buttocks, showing a look of interest, and smiled and said, "No, it's really not easy to give birth to a woman as beautiful as you in the human race, and she also has the body of a fire phoenix... Well... It's such a very good slave. Today, you don't have to die."

"Slave..." Canglan Martial Saint became even more angry.

Suddenly, the rules of flames surged out from her delicate body, causing the surrounding flames to condense into feathers and appear around her.

Ling Quan Shaojun said: "That's right, the human saints are high-level slaves in the Rakshasa clan. Of course, most slaves are used to make delicious food and entertain guests after they are bought. A holy beauty like you who possesses the body of Fire Phoenix is ​​very rare. It is a waste of food to make, but you can train to become a beautiful pet."

The Martial Saint Canglan was furious. It was unbearable that someone wanted to capture her and train her as a pet.

"Fire burning the sky."

When the Martial Saint Canglan mentioned the Burning Heaven Sword, suddenly, dense inscriptions appeared on the sword body, emitting a scorching flame aura.

"Boom."

The Martial Saint Canglan swung his sword with all his strength, and thousands of sword energy condensed a ten-foot-high fire wall, spreading to the front of Young Master Ling Quan.

"The strength is pretty good, but unfortunately my cultivation level is still a little bit short."

Young Master Ling Quan showed his playful eyes and stood there motionless.

The Marquis of Tiange rushed out from behind Ling Quan Shaojun, carrying a bronze warrior that was one or two feet long, exerted force with his arms and waved his way. A phantom of a head wearing a bronze mask flew out from the warrior.

The fire wall condensed by the sword energy was knocked to a point of collapse.

Chu Siyuan glared at her eyes and shouted: "Be careful."

The Martial Saint Canglan also noticed the danger. In his pupils, a head wearing a bronze mask rushed towards her from a distance and at a speed of 100 times the speed of sound, and could not avoid it at all.

Only one sword can be blocked.

"Bang."

The Martial Saint Canglan only felt an inaccessible huge force hitting his body, and a clanging sound rang out in his ears. Then his eyes became dark and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

The talented woman of Saint Art stood behind Canglan Martial Saint, pushed forward with her hands, exerted two righteous energy, dissolving the impact force on Canglan Martial Saint, and then rushed forward and dragged Canglan Martial Saint's vest.

"Puff."

After Canglan's Martial Saint touched the ground, a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, and his whole body became soft and unable to stand up straight. He was obviously suffering extremely serious injuries.

"Seven Life and Seven Death Map."

Chu Siyuan opened the "Seven Life and Seven Death Picture", and a shriveled palm pressed on the scroll. Then, seven-colored light surged out, shining everywhere, condensing into seven illusory worlds.

Seven illusory worlds overlap and turn into a seven-color world tower.

"Boom."

The Seven Color World Tower and the head of the man wearing a bronze mask rushing over, hitting him seventeen consecutively, smashing him to pieces.

Tiange Hou quickly put away the war Ge and retreated backwards.

Tian Ge Hou only felt pain in his arms, and blood slid down his fingers. His eyes were fixed on Chu Siyuan and said, "There are even strong people like you in Kunlun Realm. No wonder they can escape our pursuit again and again."

Xian Huhou slapped a pair of wings and flew to the ground. His snow-white jade feet stepped on a ball of cold air that looked like a black turtle, and smiled charmingly: "Haha, Tiange Hou, you can't even handle a fifty-fourth-level mental cultivator. What qualifications are there to be a first-class marquis?"

Immediately, the other seven first-class marquises came out one after another.

Further away, there were figures of Rakshasa Marquis standing among the cold air and flames, with a large number of them, at least more than 500.

The Marquis of Tiange held the bronze warrior and said in a deep voice: "That old guy is not an ordinary spiritual cultivator. The scroll in his hand is even more powerful spiritual holy weapon."

"Yeah?"

Xian Huhou stared at Chu Siyuan with his charming starry eyes, and his eyes fell on the "Seven Life and Seven Death Picture".

Chu Siyuan's eyes only touched the immortal maid, and then his face changed drastically, saying, "Escape from here quickly, that is a spiritual saint king."

"What...the Holy King of Mental Power?"

The saints in Kunlun Realm were all frightened and did not dare to fight against these group of Rakshasa monks. They immediately retreated backwards and wanted to escape.

"I still want to leave?"

Xian Huhou's red lips opened slightly, and a series of pleasant laughter came out from his mouth. The sound was very magnetic and echoed over the swamp of the two polarities.

The next moment, all the saints in Kunlun Realm were trapped in the illusion.

Some saints were running around blindly, accidentally fell into the cold puddle, and the holy body frozen into ice.

Some saints fought each other like enemies of life and death.

There are also some saints with strong mental power standing in place in a daze, showing a struggling look on their faces, and are struggling to fight against Xianmahou.

However, Xian Hunhou's mental power was too strong, and even Chu Siyuan could not compete with her.

A white light spot flew out from the eyebrows of the goddess Siming, one of the nine heavenly mysterious girls.

"Boom."

The dot of light turned into a vermilion temple and appeared in the swamp.

This is a real temple, quite huge, with pillars, walls and tiles emitting divine light. A sacred power emanating from it, which actually broke through the illusion of the Xianmahou.

Immediately, all the saints in Kunlun Realm woke up.

Many saints were injured, and even twelve saints had died.

All the people who were still alive looked depressed and felt a little desperate. This time their enemies were too powerful, and any of them had the strength to kill all of them.

Xian Huhou looked at the temple under his feet, feeling both surprised and extremely happy, and said, "The temple, the temple where a god once lived, is so treasured, it is actually hidden in the sea of ​​a human woman."

Young Master Ling Quan suddenly realized that each of the women in Kunlun Realm seemed to be very difficult.

One masters the Confucian ancestor’s holy book, one has the body of a fire phoenix, and the other has a temple...

Then, Ling Quan Shaojun looked at the other women and was surprised to find that each of them was a natural beauty and had a very strong physique, and was definitely not an ordinary saint.

Fortunately, their cultivation is still very low. If they all reach the level of a half-step Saint King, it will definitely be a powerful and terrifying force.

"One hundred thousand years ago, the Kunlun Realm was a very powerful world in the entire universe. I thought that the Kunlun Realm had completely declined after 100 thousand years, but I didn't expect that so many prides of heaven could emerge."

Young Master Ling Quan laughed and said, "It's really a blessing that comes from the sky. Today I'll tame you all and train you into a group of beautiful pets. I'll take you out with you, and yet I won't it envy those guys Yang Qi to death?"

"Even if we die, we cannot succumb to you."

The Martial Saint Canglan's eyes were like wild beasts, quite fierce. He directly burned the holy blood in his body, used the forbidden secret technique, and his combat power surged. He attacked Lingquan Shaojun again.

"If you want to fight with Shaojun, you must first pass this level of my lord."

The Lord of Tiange mentioned the battle and blocked the Martial Saint of Canglan. The two of them fought fiercely in the temple.

This is an overwhelming battle. Even if one side of the Kunlun Realm uses the power of the temple, "Seven Life and Seven Deaths", the Confucian Ancestor's Holy Book, cannot withstand the power of the nine first-class marquis.

The Immortal Marquis took away the "Seven Life and Seven Deaths Picture", pressed a palm on Chu Siyuan's head, and a strand of mental power surged out from his fingertips, and said coldly: "Kneel down for me."

"impossible……"

Chu Siyuan was trembling all over, and the seven holes were bleeding, but he was still fighting against the spiritual will of Xianmao Hou.

"Master."

Uncle Yue's eyes were covered with blood, and he roared out of his mouth, then he cast a holy seal and bombarded the immortal maid, trying to save Chu Siyuan.

You know, Uncle Yue is the governor of a state in Kunlun Realm, and can be regarded as the top powerhouse in the holy realm.

However, the Xianmao Hou was even stronger and did not take Uncle Yue seriously. He pointed his finger and a light shuttle flew out.

"Puff."

The light shuttle shattered the holy seal, penetrated the eyebrows of the uncle Yue, and killed him.

The fall of Uncle Yue made all the saints in Kunlun Realm feel deep in their hearts and extremely sad.

"Do you want to die together, kill."

"It's better to be broken than to be broken."

The remaining three kings of the Ministry of War rushed towards the Xianmao Hou, Tiange Hou, and Lingquan Shaojun, and mobilized the holy energy, preparing to self-destruct the holy source and the sea of ​​Qi, and die with them.

"Don't self-destruct."

The pair of beautiful eyes of the Xianmao Hou glared at the three kings of the Ministry of War, and the three powerful spiritual wills entered their sea of ​​consciousness and suppressed their consciousness.

Suddenly, the three kings of the Ministry of War fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Obviously, in front of a spiritual king, they had no chance to self-destruct.

...

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Qing Mo and Zhang Ruochen walked into the two polar swamps one after another, walking between the cold and flames.

As Zhang Ruochen walked forward, the scene of Fang Yi mobilizing the rules of truth and exerting several times of his power appeared in his mind.

"The rules of truth are part of the rules of heaven and earth, and should be everywhere. How can we sense it?"

Zhang Ruochen simulated Fang Yi's moves and used one move after another, but he could not sense the rules of truth at all.
To be continued...