He strode forward, and the invincible power of the King of Heaven pushed out.
Under Li Jing's power, the Holy Saint of Mingquan was completely unable to mobilize his own strength and was completely suppressed.
"Quickly retreat!"
The Holy Spirit was shrouded in a shadow, looking at Li Jing who was forcing him to come, how dare he fight for his life.
He can hear it.
Li Jing was not joking with him, he really wanted to take his head.
Although he also has some means to suppress the situation, Li Jing is mysterious and unknown, and his hidden means must be more than him.
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On the body of the sword master.
Wow! As soon as this fire touched the body of the Holy Saint of Ningquan, it spread crazily.
The Holy Spirit of the Underworld is in incomparable pain.
This burning thing is the source of his life, which is extremely precious.
The flame this person controls can ignite the source of his life.
In fact, this move was simulated by Li Jing when he saw the Great Luo True Fire between Emperor Shengxuan's fingers.
A truly strong person is one who is constantly learning, knows his own weaknesses, and makes up for his shortcomings.
"How can you control this kind of flame? How can a Holy Saint be so powerful!"
The Holy Saint of Mingquan was extremely frightened and could not understand.
What's more terrifying is that the more he struggles crazily, the more fiercely the flames spread.
He understood that it was the other party's sage realm that completely suppressed him.
But as a saint, how could he be willing to wait for death?
His eyes were fierce.
"The power of burial!"
Activate the sword array.
Although the Holy Saint of the Underworld was suppressed, it did not mean that he had no power to resist at all.
He roared with both fists, and his whole body was emitting a series of wonderful runes, composing his Tao and Dharma, and then turned into an even more terrifying power of Burying Heaven.
Even he will be destroyed by the power of Burying Heaven.
"Cut the road like a knife!"
Li Jing raised his palm, which was a Dao-cutting knife.
That day, on the Xuantian battlefield, he did not fully display his strength. After all, there were many people besieging him, and there was also the Shengxuan Emperor, so it was difficult to kill him.
But today, gods and demons are hard to save.
His palm is like a knife, and he kills people in front of him one after another.
And every ray of slashing light that fell on the Holy Saint of Ningquan caused him immense pain.
The five-color divine light condensed palm sword is more pure than the five-color divine thunder.
The foundation of his holy path was being cut off one after another, and it was even possible that he would be cut off from the holy realm to the heavenly holy realm.
"It will do you no good to push me to a dead end. If I die, the entire Styx Holy Sect will go crazy!"
The Holy Spirit of Mingquan roared fiercely.
"If you stand in my way of getting treasures, if you stop me in my quest for the emperor's great deeds, it will be difficult for gods and demons to save you."
Li Jing said with a calm expression.
What else did Mingquan Shenggang want to say?
His expression suddenly changed.
The emperor behind him!
This person's strength has become so strong among the Holy Saints that it is beyond comprehension.
So who is the emperor behind him?
When he said the four words Daqian Emperor, the respect in his eyes could not be concealed, he was surrendering from the bottom of his heart.
This lets him know.
The Daqian Emperor was a more terrifying existence than this man.
Li Jing's thoughts reached the sky, and the Dao-cutting knife flew across the battlefield. He walked with both feet, roaring, and boiling flames of war erupted. Then he picked up the King of Heaven's halberd and killed him.
The Holy Spirit of Mingquan kept swaying, and the holy body was beaten until it collapsed. It was too miserable to watch.
How miserable.
Just because he said something to stir up people's hearts, he was targeted by this person and wanted to take his life...
How can there be such a domineering and unreasonable person in the world.
"I am a saint, how could I die here?"
The Saint of the Underworld screamed crazily, never willing to die.
"Sages also die."
When Li Jing finished speaking, a halberd struck him.
Peng Peng Peng! Blood mist exploded.
The Tower of Heaven appeared above his head, and the power to suppress everything came down to swallow him up.
"No! I must not go in!"
The Supreme Saint of Mingquan danced his hands wildly, realizing that the Tower of Heaven was the purgatory of death. Once he entered, he would never have a chance to survive again.
Soar into the sky, mobilize your strongest power, and collide with the Tower of Heaven.
But the tower is like a god, towering and motionless.
Li Jing was crushed by strength.
At the same level, there are also three, six or nine levels of the Holy Saint, and Li Jing is undoubtedly the strongest.
"Great destruction of heaven and earth!"
moment.
Li Jing's terrifying holy power came into play.
All the previous preparations and the gathering of the Five Elements World were all for this move to destroy the world.
Under the Great Destruction of Heaven and Earth, the world of Five Elements suddenly collapsed, like a world coming to an end, with scenes of collapse and destruction everywhere.
The Holy Spirit of Mingquan was trembling all over.
If heaven and earth cease to exist, the sages will also perish.
Of course, what Li Jing created was not the real destruction of heaven and earth, but it was enough to kill a sage like him.
In the end of destruction.
Breath impact.
A hit on the body caused the Holy Saint of Mingquan to collapse.
Li Jing's halberd, carrying the power of the great destruction of the world, hit the Holy Saint of Mingquan heavily.
In front of Li Jing, he didn't even have the qualifications to fight.
"I borrowed your head!"
And Li Jing struck him again with a halberd, and the sharp edge hit his neck. Then he grabbed it with his palm, and the head fell directly into his hand.
When the Heavenly Pagoda fell, chains were wrapped around half of the holy body.
The Holy Spirit of Mingquan is not dead.
His vitality has reached an extremely terrifying level.
However, half of his body has been suppressed into the Supreme Heaven Tower, where it can be slowly refined and turned into boiling vitality, which can be used to nourish the strong men.
Tsk tsk!
The Holy Origin.
How many people in the world can be treated like this?
This is taking the life of a sage.
As for the head in his hand, Li Jing struck with a force of destruction.
now.
In front of the Holy Ancestor's Secret Treasure.
The elites of Da Gan swept through one area after another, almost killing all the powerful men brought by the Styx Saint Sect to the secret hideout at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty.
"Ningquan ran away, and the man chased him. With his holy strength, it shouldn't be difficult for him to just want to survive. After all, forcing him to a dead end would do no good to anyone."
"Sages are not so easy to kill!"
"Hmph, he wants to kill Mingquan to establish his power. As long as Mingquan survives, he can't establish his power and he can't scare us!"
...
A very strange scene.
The strong men who gathered were all calm and did not take any action.
They are looking forward to it.
And every time the secret treasure of the Saint Ancestor is revealed, it will lead to a bloody storm, and it is normal for the Saint to fall.
"came back!"
Sudden.
A sinister aura.
They saw Li Jing coming back.
And what made them look nervous was...
Li Jing held a bloody euphorbia in one hand, and in the other palm was a dead head.
The Holy Ghost Spring!
When he said he wanted to borrow someone's head, he didn't mean it in vain, he actually did it.
This is the supreme saint. In front of him, he is so fragile that he cannot even escape.
"He really killed Mingquan!"
Feeling cold all over.
The biggest shock.
The impact of this head is enough.
"Everyone, do you still want to enter the Holy Ancestor's secret vault with me?"
Li Jing had a faint smile on his face.
But this expression is like a devil.
"The interests involved in the Holy Ancestor's secret treasure are too great. You can get half of it. If you don't let others take it at all, how can you defeat it and let us join forces to attack?"
Some people looked unwilling.
Don't want to quit just like that.
"It seems that you still need me to explain the principles of swordsmanship to you. At least it won't be difficult to kill a few more saints."
Li Jing's domineering and ferocious voice shocked too many people
.
This is no joke.
The death of the most holy Mingquan made them understand completely.
They looked at each other, hoping that someone else could take the lead.
But no one would be so stupid.
And waiting for the Holy Ancestor?
I don't know when the Holy Ancestor will arrive, and the battle will be over long ago.
Almost instantly, when one person exited the Holy Ancestor's secret vault, everyone else also withdrew.