Holding the Blood-Bao Divine Axe and feeling the aura of destruction coming from his hand, Ying Yue was very eager for the Dao of Destruction contained in the Blood-Bao Divine Axe. It would be great if he could master this ultimate Dao.

But he also knew that he had already grasped the three ultimate paths, and it was probably difficult to understand the great path of destruction, because the three ultimate paths were already at their limit.

In other words, it is already the limit of the Holy Yuan Continent.

"No matter what, try it!"

Ying Yue thought silently in his heart, then flipped his palm and put away the blood-Bao Yu Axe. This action made the ancient Saint King sting. He stared at Ying Yue and roared angrily: "Give me the blood-Bao Yu Axe back!"

"You think you might give it back to you if you have what I have in my hand?"

Ying Yue sneered, and a sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Bastard! Return the blood-dominant axe to me immediately!"

The Eternal Saint King's eyes were stern, and a sharp murderous intent burst out from his body: "The Blood Axe is the only chaotic treasure of my eternal Holy Dynasty. It must not be lost. You must return it to me!"

A terrifying aura burst out from the body of the ancient Holy King, and 81 chains of the avenues gushed out like tides, turning into long dragons, shooting towards Ying Yuezhi.

At the same time, the ancient holy realm swept over like a tide, covering Ying Yue. The ancient holy king was obviously going to fight to the death.

Ying Yue smiled faintly, and his huge dragon claws swung in the air. The terrifying destructive power burst out, easily defeating the avenue chains and the ancient holy realm that were shot.

Then, he slapped out with one claw and directly hit the body of the ancient holy king.

"Wow--"

The ancient Holy King opened his mouth and squirted out a blood arrow. His whole body flew backwards like a cannonball that had been released. He broke several sacred mountains one after another, and then hit the ground heavily, knocking out a deep pit.

There is a dead silence between heaven and earth.

Everyone stared at this scene blankly, their eyes full of horror and inconceivable, especially the saints, the most saints and saints of the eternal holy dynasty, which were even more unacceptable.

Failed?

Their great eternal holy king was defeated?

Beat by an unknown mysterious holy king?

Even if he held the Chaos Treasure Blood Axe... he was defeated?

"how so??"

"Why is this happening?"

"How could His Majesty the Holy King lose? How could he lose??"

The saints of the Eternal Holy Dynasty could not accept it.

In their eyes, the Eternal Holy King has always been a noble existence, supreme and invincible. How could he fail?

But now, he really lost, and this hit them too hard and simply subverted their faith and spiritual pillars!

"ah--"

Just as the saints of the Eternal Holy Dynasty fell into despair, an angry roar sounded again, and the ancient sage king who fell into the earth suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot towards Ying Yue.

His hair was disheveled, covered in dust, and he looked extremely embarrassed, but his eyes were filled with red light, bursting out with a sharp murderous intent and a cold light.

"Miscellaneous! How dare you make me so embarrassed?" The ancient Saint King said with a stern voice: "I want to tear you into pieces and crush you to ashes!"

A roar echoed in the void, and blood lights were already gushing out of the body of the ancient Holy King. The blood lights gathered together, forming a huge monster phantom above his head.

This monster's figure looks like a python, but has a horn on its head, a thousand feet on its belly, and thousands of pairs of wings on its back. It is extremely majestic and noble.

As soon as the monster phantom appeared, a terrifying pressure burst out, as if it could freeze the soul, which made everyone inexplicably frightened. Even Ying Yue felt a huge sense of crisis.

He stared at the monster, his mind turned, his eyes flashed: "Why? Why does this monster phantom give me such a great crisis and oppression? What exactly is it? Is it another higher creature?"

Just as Ying Yue was confused and shocked, the voice of the Ancient Saint King came: "Miscellaneous, do you think my real trump card is the Ancient Saint Realm and the Blood Domineering Axe?

A big mistake! Today I will let you know what a huge gap there is between you, a new Saint King!”

The shadow of the monster above the head of the ancient Saint King finally completely condensed and turned into a giant figure worth hundreds of billions of kilometers. The terrifying aura was overwhelming, and the saint who was originally pressed to the ground was even more trembling and frightened.

"What is this...this, why is this so terrifying?"

"Even the soul seems to be swallowed by it!"

"Miscellaneous, come and take your life!"

The ancient holy king roared angrily, and the monster above his head opened his bloody mouth, and roared to the sky, and a thousand big mouths roared at the same time: "Cry——"

"Chi——"

"Chi——"

"Chi——"

"Chi——"

A terrifying sound wave swept out and instantly gushed towards Ying Yue. Ying Yue's face changed drastically. The Avenue of Time instantly acted on his body, speeding up his own time, and then shot towards the distance.

In just a moment, he had retreated tens of millions of kilometers away, but even so, he was still swept by the aftermath of the sound wave.

"boom--"

At this moment, Ying Yue felt that his brain was hit by a heavy hammer. His head roared, and his mind was blank. Then, blood came out of his nostrils and ears.

It turned out to be... bleeding from seven orifices.

Ying Yue stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at the Ancient Holy King thousands of kilometers away in horror, looking at the shadow of the monster above his head, and his eyes were filled with shock.

"Soul Attack!"

"This monster phantom actually released such a strong attack on the soul!"

When you reach Ying Yue's realm, you can naturally easily judge the attributes of a certain attack. The sound wave attack just now belongs to the soul attack, and it is a very terrifying soul attack.

Even though he was so far away, even if he was just swept by the aftermath of the attack of the soul, his mind roared, his brain was blank, and his seven orifices were bleeding.

It is conceivable that if he is truly hit by this attack, how could his soul withstand it? Will the soul collapse and his soul scatter?

"Luckily, there is a road of time, and fortunately, he ran fast just now, otherwise he would definitely die. Even if he doesn't die, his soul would definitely be severely damaged!"

Ying Yue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking glad: "I'm careless! I was really careless just now. I still need all my strength to fight against a rabbit, let alone face a saint king standing at the top of the pyramid of the Holy Source Continent!"

"No one of these guys can be underestimated."

"Otherwise, you will definitely capsize in the gutter and you will die without a burial place!"

"But then again, what exactly is the monster phantom above the head of the Ancient Holy King? Why can it launch such a terrifying soul attack?"

"What kind of move is this?"
Chapter completed!