"Something happened to the Holy King!"

After a while, various powerful forces gathered in the mountains and forests.

Someone entered first and let out a exclamation that echoed in all directions.

"What's wrong?"

"How is the Holy King doing?"

Everyone asked eagerly.

"It's gone. The Holy King is gone. The blood on the ground is splashed on it, but the Holy King is gone!" The person who stepped in first panicked.

This is the Holy King, with unparalleled strength, and he just disappeared like this?

Even the physical body of the Holy King was taken away!

What is this going to do?

But.

The most critical part is.

This holy king is still alive!

Are those three scourges so audacious? Even the powerful Saint King dared to arrest them in public!

In the distance, there are thousands of mountains and valleys, crossing quickly.

Chu Feng, Luo Yu, and Mo Chanzi were running fast.

Their bodies were stained with the blood of the Holy King. The ancient temple and the sarcophagus merged together in a very strange way. In the middle, the Little Saint King had woken up.

But he looked like he was hopeless.

He couldn't have imagined it.

As a holy king, one day, he will end up like this.

They were suppressed by the ancient temple and the sarcophagus, and were forced away by three bastards, including everyone and everything!

"Isn't this good?" Mo Chanzi was a little excited.

"I feel so too!"

"But there is nothing we can do. He is too tenacious and cannot pass out. There is nothing we can do. It is understandable that we are eager to save people!"

Luo Yu gritted his teeth.

Amid the suppression of the ancient temple and sarcophagus, the Holy King's head was covered with big bags.

The living holy king is just different.

The vitality is too tenacious.

but.

This holy king was also very surprised.

Standing between the ancient temple and the sarcophagus, the injuries in his body were actually suppressed.

Thinking about it this way, does he really want to thank these three bastards?

The Holy King was very troubled in his heart.

After surviving for hundreds of years, this is the first time that I have encountered such a situation.

The three of them ran quickly and were gone in an instant.

Submerged among thousands of mountains, they are very far away from the place where the battle took place.

"What's next?"

When he was completely far away, Mo Chanzi asked.

"What else can we do? This is the Holy King, and he has countless treasures. Since he has taken them away, he cannot let them go easily!"

"Senior, if you have anything to do, just tell me directly. This way, it will be easier for us to treat you!"

Luo Yu thought for a moment and said righteously.

They sneaked into the mountains and rivers, blocked all atmosphere, and used ancient temples and sarcophagi to suppress the world.

This place is blocked.

The three people gathered together, and the Holy King's mind was racing.

Very confused and helpless.

now.

The war is still breaking out.

The Holy King of Perfection of the Nether Clan made a strong move, and the six powerful Holy Kings were all retreating.

Vast smoke waves surged and swept across.

Buzz!

I don't know how long it has been.

The dust dispersed, and a large number of scenes collapsed in the sky and clouds.

"Pthon's strike!"

The Perfect Holy King of the Nether Tribe is like a god of war, and his own place is the world of the underworld.

He waved his hand and grasped it, and from the boundless nothingness and darkness, he pulled out a long spear, piercing through all the worlds and letting out light from the darkness.

The sharp edge swept across thousands of things.

The luster is fading, returning to ruins and becoming dead.

The spears turned around and struck in the air, directly killing the six powerful Saint Kings.

In an instant.

All the powerful holy weapons and treasures were shattered into pieces. Everyone was vomiting blood and flew out upside down.

boom!

Many powerful men from the Nether Tribe and the saints present were also flying upside down, unable to withstand the bombardment of such aftermath.

They looked very embarrassed.

"It's coming to an end!"

"The Holy King of Perfection is indeed unparalleled, overwhelming all, and no one can stop him!"

The three of them, Chu Feng, looked up from between the mountains and rivers, sensing the outside world and catching the movement outside.

The outcome of this war has already been determined.

Although the six powerful Saint Kings are unparalleled in strength, after all, the gap is too big!

boom!

The Holy King of Perfection of the Underworld made a strong move, and with a move of his spear, it was like a divine weapon in the darkness sweeping across the world. One of the Holy Kings vomited blood, the flames dimmed, and was pierced by the spear.

His body flew backwards, and the Holy King's body couldn't bear it. It exploded on the spot and was nailed out by a sharp edge, blasting into the mountain hundreds of miles away.

The original breath is splashing out, and the energy in the body becomes very dim.

"hiss!"

"That seems to be another little Saint King!"

Chu Feng, Luo Yu, and Mo Chanzi's eyes lit up.

"How about it?"

Mo Chanzi gave him a look.

"Try it!"

Chu Feng gritted his teeth and looked at Luo Yu, both of whom became excited.

"Send this senior into my mind and free my hands. There are still people waiting for us to treat him!"

He thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.

Compared to the world inside the body.

There are various major stone monuments in my mind, which seem to be able to suppress everything!

"good!"

The three of them kept their word and worked together to impress this powerful Saint King into their minds with the help of the ancient temple and sarcophagus.

then.

They turned into escaping light at the same time and chased in the direction of the Holy King who had been blown away earlier.

"Senior, we are here, no need to panic, we are here to rescue you!"
To be continued...