Looking at Xiao Yun, Zilong was shocked. He suddenly remembered what Huanli said to him when he was in the dream.

It is said that Xiao Yun’s trump card is enough to kill him instantly.

Originally, Zilong didn't believe it, but now he believed it. Even the Saint Lord died at Xiao Yun's hands. How terrifying should Xiao Yun's trump card be.

"Where is the Criminal Law Hall in Mengtian Zhanyuan?" Xiao Yun suddenly spoke and asked Zilong. ??

"The Palace of Criminal Law..."

Zilong subconsciously responded, "Thousands of miles south are the Palace of Criminal Laws..."

"Are you a thousand miles?" Xiao Yun suddenly broke through the air. Although he only had the peak cultivation level of the extreme holy realm, Zilong did not dare to underestimate him.

Boom...

The sky broke open, and an old man in white robe came through the air. The old man in white robe was a patrol deacon of the Jinglu Hall, followed by a large number of people in the Jinglu Hall.

"What should you do to kill someone in my Mengtian War Court? Why don't you surrender!" The white-robed deacon pointed his hand horizontally at Xiao Yun, and the Holy Lord's aura was pressing down.

"It was her first move." Xiao Yun said indifferently.

"Bold, no matter who takes the first move, as long as you fight in the Mengtian War Court, it will violate the rules of the Mengtian War Court, let alone you kill someone." The white-robed deacon shouted angrily.

"She wants to kill me, can't I kill her?" Xiao Yun's face was deep.

"I don't care whether she killed you or you killed her, you've killed someone anyway." The white-robed deacon said angrily. He didn't know who was the dead. Anyway, someone took action. After he noticed the fluctuation, he immediately brought people. A mere core disciple dared to confront him.

You know, he is a deacon in the Seizure Hall, half a level higher than other deacons, not to mention that he is also a saint.

Xiao Yun is just a peak cultivation level in the extreme holy realm, and he dares to challenge him here? If he doesn't punish Xiao Yun, how can he shock those subordinates in the future?

"I asked you to kneel down, but you are stubborn. Since that's the case, I will teach you a lesson to let you understand what..." The white-robed deacon stretched out his index finger and was about to bounce Xiao Yun.

chant!

The extremely harsh sword sound came out, and a sword light had already slashed towards the white-robed deacon.

The white-robed deacon didn't expect Xiao Yun to take the initiative and couldn't help but look unexpected, but he ignored it. After all, how could the sword intent at the peak of the extreme holy realm hurt him?

But when the sword light approached, the white-robed deacon suddenly felt something was wrong

, but it's too late to react.

The sea of ​​consciousness was penetrated by Wannian Jian's intention, but the moment it touched his soul, Wannian Jian's intention dissipated because it was only a level of fifty years.

However, this knife also made the white-robed deacon froze.

Here comes...

Zilong stared at the sword, but no matter how he looked, he found that the sword was not powerful, but why did the white-robed deacon stand in place?

"I'll go to the Hall of Punishment now, and you don't need your escort. If you dare to take action again, I will destroy your body and spirit." Xiao Yun rushed over and passed by the white-robed deacon.

The white-robed deacon had recovered his reaction. His face was a little pale, and a cold sweat of beans oozing out of his forehead, because he had just wandered around the gates of hell.

At this moment, the white-robed deacon realized how terrifying Xiao Yun was. The sword hidden inside was so scary that it could not be stopped at all.

At this time, the white-robed deacon noticed the remaining breath of the dead deacon, and his face became tense.

I didn't expect that she would die...

The deacon was also a saint, and his strength was not much worse than his.

The white-robed deacon realized at this time that Xiao Yun did not have the ability to kill him, but just stopped.

Because he had no intention of killing, he just wanted to teach Xiao Yun a lesson. It was precisely because of this that Xiao Yun did not kill him.

The white-robed deacon was secretly glad that he had never thought about killing Xiao Yun just now, otherwise even if he showed a trace of murderous intent, he would be dead at this moment.

At this moment, the people from the Hall of Punishment were about to chase after him.

"Don't touch him! Just follow him!" the white-robed deacon shouted.

The people from the Punishment Hall looked at the white-robed deacon in confusion. They obviously did not understand how the white-robed deacon, who was the Saint, was so afraid of a guy with only the peak of the extreme holy realm.

Could it be that the power of the knife just now was really strong?

The people in the Hall of Punishment did not understand, but they had to listen to the words of the white-robed deacons and slowed down one after another.

The white-robed deacon flew over, but he did not get close, but was about ten thousand feet apart. This distance was relatively peaceful.

All.

The people from the Punishment Hall followed the white-robed deacon, and as for Zilong's words, they also followed. Anyway, he was curious about what Xiao Yun wanted to do.

Obviously, things have started to get big...

Trouble?

Zilong suddenly reacted, was Xiao Yun going to make a big deal out of the matter? But what are the benefits of doing so?

Boom...

Someone came from the sky through the sky, and the terrifying and majestic aura of the Holy Lord came. It was a middle-aged man in green and an old woman in purple robe. Both of them were deacons.

The Qianfeng clan people...

The white-robed deacon and Zilong recognized the origins of the two.

Both of them are from Qianfeng clan. They used to be disciples of Mengtian War Court. Later, they stayed in Mengtian War Court and were slowly promoted to deacon.

The two were stunned when they saw Xiao Yun.

Qianfengle and Qianfengwu died at Xiao Yun's hands, and they could understand that this was the Mengtian War Court, and there were many monsters born.

But there is also a blood seal from a saint, which is incredible.

However, after all, both of them were people who had seen the world. Since Xiao Yun killed the three of them Qianfeng clans, Xiao Yun should die.

"Kill my Qianfeng tribe members, you deserve to die!"

"You really think you can escape if you don't know what you are alive or dead?" The middle-aged man in green and the old woman in purple robe attacked Xiao Yun together.

"Stop!" the white-robed deacon following behind quickly roared.

Not only did he want to stop these two people, he also wanted to protect Xiao Yun. Although Xiao Yun was very strong, there was basically no chance to deal with the two saints.

If Xiao Yun dies, it will be a big loss to Mengtian Zhanyuan.

However, the middle-aged man in green and the old woman in purple ignored the white-robed deacon. Anyway, she killed Xiao Yun first and then talked about it later.

Odd...

Two sword lights were slashed out.

At the same time, Xiao Yun made every effort to launch three initial artifacts.

Boom! Boom!

The power of the two saints hit three initial artifacts, almost crushing their defenses, but fortunately the offensive had been blocked.

As for the middle-aged man in green and the old woman in purple, they were already hit by the sword light, and then they were cut off and fell heavily on the ground not far away.

, motionless on the spot...

here we go again……

Zilong's cheeks twitched. Qianfeng Wu fell down like this before, but he didn't expect that the two saints would fall down like this.

Just like that, the two saints fell down?

The people from the Seizure Palace were shocked.

The white-robed deacon's face was tense. Others didn't know what was going on. Naturally, he knew that the two of them were dead. They had been penetrated through the sea of ​​consciousness. Now they were already scattered and died so hard that they could not die again.

At this time, Xiao Yun had already swept up and stepped on him one by one.

boom!

The earth shook, and the bodies of the two saints were shattered. As for their rings, they were all taken away by Xiao Yun.

Seeing the two saints being trampled to death by one foot, the people following the Jianlu Hall behind were not only shocked, but also more afraid, because they had just been going to surround Xiao Yun. If it weren't for the white-robed deacon, they would have died long ago.

Boom!

Two huge vortexes appeared in the sky, and the laws of heaven and earth continued to emerge, and the great ways of the two dead saints were taken back one after another.

The deaths of three saints have alarmed the people nearby.

People rushed over and over again, including elite disciples, deacons, and even mentors.

"What the hell is going on?"

"have no idea."

Later, the people shook their heads because no one knew the situation. When they saw Xiao Yun rushing to the south, the old man in white robe followed closely behind, they were stunned.

A quasi-core disciple at the peak of the extreme holy realm is in front, and the deacon from the Jianlu Hall leads people to follow...

Boom!

The void exploded again, and a tall and strong middle-aged man wearing black scaled dragon armor and holding a square sky painting halberd came through the air.

The aura this man exuded was extremely terrifying. Even the old man in white robe was intimidated by his aura. Behind the middle-aged man there were six deacons, more than twenty deputy deacons, and a large group of young men and women, including not only core disciples, but also elite disciples.

Oops……

When Zilong saw the middle-aged man holding a Fangtian painting halberd, he suddenly changed his expression. This was the Qiongyu genius of the Qianfeng clan, and now he is a senior mentor of Mengtian Zhanyuan.
Chapter completed!