The two of them are going to fight against the saint!
far away.
Everyone in Chicheng was shocked and watched from afar, their hearts trembling. Most of them did not even have the courage to face the saint directly.
"I know them... these three people look familiar. They were once famous in the deserted land!"
"The gray-robed saint and the red-haired saint are the most powerful men who were famous in the world a hundred years ago!"
"King of Corpses, Raging Fire!"
Someone made a sound, with a look of fear on his face, recalling some memories.
"What?"
"It turned out to be them? Isn't it rumored that these two people failed to attack the Holy Realm and have already fallen? They are not dead, and they succeeded, and they even joined two major killer organizations!"
Everyone exclaimed.
More and more people recognize them.
"The Corpse King and Lie Huo were both very impressive and strong men in the past. After becoming saints, they actually became the Killing Saints of two major killer organizations. It's unbelievable!"
"That person who is like a sacrifice seems to be a famous and powerful man. In the past, he was chasing the Divine Body of Light a long time ago..."
Among the crowd, descendants of the three sects of Heaven, Earth and Humanity, Zhan Tian and others, were also frowning.
"I remembered, that person is Sheng Wuji!"
"The same powerful man from a hundred years ago had an unparalleled physique and an innate physique. In order to pursue progress, he cut off his body. Unexpectedly, he succeeded and manifested a divine body of light in the altar of light!"
This group of ancient sects and descendants of the hidden family were equally shocked.
"King of Corpses, Liehuo, Sheng Wuji!" Mr. Chu and Chu Feng looked at each other and caught everyone's conversation.
Their expressions were condensed and they felt frightened.
These three people were all powerful men who became famous a hundred years ago.
"Unexpectedly, as time goes by, there are still people who remember us. It seems that we were still very good in the past!" Liehuo laughed loudly.
His beard and hair were all fiery red, and the light of saintly fire shone around him.
"Yes!" The Corpse King nodded, also showing a cold smile.
"Since joining the Altar of Light, I have cut off the past, just to chase the God of Light!"
Finally, Sheng Wuji spoke up, "It's just a false name, nothing more than that!"
He spoke and his eyes fell on Mr. Chu.
"You are also a saint, and you should die in a dignified way. We don't want your end to be too ugly, so you should kill yourself!"
Sheng Wuji had the winning ticket in hand and spoke calmly.
"Kill yourself?" When Mr. Chu heard this, his expression turned cold and he shook his head slightly. He took a step forward, and the spear became more and more brilliant, which represented his response.
There has never been a saint who committed suicide. There is only one battle, and at most it will be a grand death.
"He is arrogant and arrogant. As the first person to step into the Holy Realm after a hundred years, there is no way he will kill himself!"
"Kill him!"
"Don't waste time!"
The Corpse King spoke, and at the same time his eyes fell on Chu Feng. He wanted to kill this young man first.
"Seeing you unable to struggle, falling into despair, and then starting to hunt, letting the genius pass away in my hands, this feeling is very beautiful!"
His eyes were cold and he licked the corners of his mouth.
At this time, Chu Feng's body reflected the sky and the earth. His injuries had completely recovered. He took a deep breath, stood beside Mr. Chu, his eyes were bright, and he said loudly, "Actually, that's not necessarily the case!"
"You want to hunt us, but why don't we want to kill you?"
He took one step forward.
Buzz!
The heaven and earth inside the body open up.
In an instant, the scene inside completely emerged.
At the moment when the world inside the body opened, two powerful auras burst out.
"That is!"
The hearts of everyone in Chicheng are moving again.
"It's the breath of a saint again!"
"They're going crazy!"
When you reach the realm of a saint, every move you make causes changes in the world, especially when you are in the same realm, and it is almost impossible to hide yourself.
But this moment.
Deep in Chu Feng's body, two saintly spirits shot up into the sky.
"I can finally show up. After waiting for so long, it turns out that there are only three trash fish like this. I didn't expect them to be so powerful!"
A violent voice came, and Saint Qingfeng stepped out of the world inside his body.
He was eager to try, and looked straight into the fire, his fighting spirit surging, like a war saint, completely contrary to his name.
Beside him, there was a figure with white beard and hair, wearing a Taoist robe.
That is also a saint.
The Taoist robe is heavy, with the shapes of mountains, rivers, and vegetation carved on it. The energy and blood are very depleted. It looks like it is dying, with an air of twilight, but the cultivation level is too high, and it is more terrifying and profound than any saint present!
"Old Saint!"
"Oh my god, that is the fallen saint who was rumored to have fallen in the Great Martial Academy three hundred years ago!"
"He is still alive! That is a legend! Luo Tianyu! Three hundred years ago, the unparalleled strong man who swept across the desolate land!"
"It turns out that this time, it was him who revived!"
Countless people were moved and recognized this old figure at the first time. He no longer had the glory and unruliness of his youth, leaving only an endless old state, with declining vitality and blood, and a trembling figure.
But its power remains undiminished.
Luo Tianyu!
A generation of genius who was suspected to have died three hundred years ago unexpectedly became a saint and was in seclusion in the Great Martial Arts Palace.
This time, he is the one who wants to use his last strength to rebuild the connection with Lu Jin!
It’s just that no one can imagine it.
When Chu Feng left the Great Martial Arts Palace, he not only took Old Chu with him, but he also had two great saints accompanying him!
"Whether it is a black altar or a bright altar, it has gone with the wind, so why bother to revive it?"
"In this era, it is difficult for saints to come out, and it is difficult to practice in the desolate land. Killing saints, killing saints... Even though they are brilliant, they will eventually make you the enemy of the whole world!"
Old Saint Luo Tianyu spoke out, his figure was very stooped, but his posture was unparalleled. His voice was not loud, but it was like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.
"What should I do?" Lie Huo looked obviously panicked.
Saint Qingfeng, Old Saint Luo Tianyu, and Elder Chu all came out to confront them.
This war is no longer the same.
It completely turned into a battle between saints!
So amazing.
The six saints are in the same frame, and in this mountain range, a battle is about to begin!
"It's just a battle. He is already dying, full of vitality, and his time is running out. There is nothing to be afraid of!"
"Of these four people, one is at the mythical level of martial arts, and the other was seriously injured and his strength was greatly reduced. There is only one who is still in his prime, kill him!"
Sheng Wuji looked downcast and shouted coldly.
boom!
The saint's Qi wave swept across his body. On his body, the divine body of light was operating to the extreme, radiance was spreading, and every bit of his body was glowing with endless luster!
Sheng Wuji's physical body moved and stepped out of the void. His hands were intertwined, and billions of holy lights were hanging down. He waved his big hand and took the lead, and a bright big handprint came out of the air.
It seemed to tear the void apart, shatter the sky, and pressed directly towards Chu Feng and the others!
"Time passes and years change. Come to think of it, I haven't made a move for a long time!" Old Sheng Luo Tianyu spoke out, his words were calm and gentle, but in an instant, his momentum rose.
His old eyes became as bright as stars, and it seemed that he could vaguely see the heroic figures of the past!