Although the sect leaders of the Holy Alliance are also in the Martial Master realm, they are vastly different from the Ten Generals of the Heavenly Realm.
Even the weakest among the ten generals of the Heavenly Realm is considered to be a top-notch existence among the sect masters of the Holy Alliance.
And the strongest among the ten generals in the heaven is the Half-Step Martial Emperor who can single-handedly defeat the three great holy masters of the past!
It is no exaggeration to say that the current strength of the ten generals of the heavens is not much inferior to that of the twelve martial masters of the Eternal Temple back then. It can be said that they are the forces closest to the Eternal Temple in the past hundred years.
The three former Holy Lords all fought against the Ten Heavenly Generals, but even those who were stronger than them were no match for the Ten Heavenly Generals.
Of course, even if they are not opponents, the opponent can't do anything to them, because they all have the ability to naturalize, and their ability to escape is first-rate.
"The sixth-ranked Holy Light is also here. It seems that almost all the ten generals of the heaven are dispatched this time!" The Frost Lord suddenly looked at a figure and said in a heavy tone.
If all ten of the heavenly generals and these ten powerful men arrive this time, they will probably involve a lot of top combat forces on their side. At that time, they will probably have to send more powerful men to contain the opponent.
As the heavenly army continues to approach, the sense of oppression becomes stronger and stronger. At this time, even powerful men like the Holy Lord of the Alliance show solemn expressions, not to mention ordinary disciples and deacons and elders.
Although the elders and deacons were sweating on their foreheads, they could still maintain their true intentions. However, some ordinary disciples did not have such a strong psychological quality.
Many people couldn't help but slowly retreat when they saw the heavenly beings descending like a heavenly army.
If tens of millions of people had not stood together, they might have fled long ago.
The heavenly spirit boat slowly approached, finally stopped dozens of miles away, and slowly began to land, while a dozen figures flew out from the frontmost spirit boat and floated in mid-air.
The leader is a middle-aged man wearing a golden crown. He holds a black staff inlaid with bright gems and wears a white robe branded with black magatade. His feet stand in the air, his clothes are not stirred by the wind, and he is always surrounded by six stars behind his back.
White light ball.
And the moment this person appeared, the whole world changed, with dark clouds, strong winds, lightning and thunder!
The aura that was powerful enough to crush everything in the world instantly enveloped and filled the entire world, making everyone in this world tremble from the depths of their souls.
The warriors below the realm of the Martial Saint were all overwhelmed by this pressure and were a little breathless.
Many people were so frightened that their legs became weak and they collapsed directly on the ground.
Just a momentum, there is such a terrifying pressure. There is no doubt that this middle-aged man in white robes wearing a golden crown is the most powerful man in the three realms today - the Emperor of Samsara.
Behind the Emperor of Samsara, there were ten figures floating around. These ten people, both male and female, stood behind the Emperor of Samsara with astonishing momentum, all staring at the God-killing Platform below with angry expressions on their faces.
"These damn guys actually dare to treat Yue'e like this, I'm going to kill them." Seeing the haggard figure of Saint Yue'e on the God-killing platform, the Holy Light Angel looked furious.
Yue'e is trapped in the space magic circle. Although she seems to be on the God-Slaying Platform, the distance is actually so close. Unless someone can break the magic circle, this distance will never be overcome, and she will never be able to
go out.
"Wait!" Just when the Angel of Holy Light was about to rush out, the Samsara Emperor standing at the front stretched out his hand to block him. He looked at the haggard Saint Yue'e on the God-Slaying Platform: "Daughter
, after dad takes care of these guys, he will come to rescue you immediately."
The Emperor of Samsara didn't say much. He turned his gaze to Huang Emperor and Emperor Jiuquan Ming, then glanced around, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips: "You want to go against my heaven just because of this?!"
"Boom!" After his words fell, the hand in his hand slowly fell down, and with a slight tap in the sky, an unparalleled momentum burst out from his body, forming a wave of air with it as the center, heading toward the Holy Land.
The Alliance army swept in.
Wherever the air wave passed, it was like cutting wheat. Except for Huangdi and Jiuquan Mingdi, who were not affected, everyone was unable to control their body shape.
Martial masters such as the two holy masters of the Holy Alliance and the ten sect masters only took a few steps back.
But those ordinary disciples and deacons and elders all fell to the ground. They simply still had the formation, otherwise the aura released by the Samsara Emperor would be enough to injure many people.
"Little trick!" He loosened his hands and let them float in the air, and the Samsara Emperor formed a seal with his hands.
The divine power of all things—Heaven guides all things!
Within a radius of hundreds of miles, gravity seemed to be completely reversed, and on the basis of the reversal, it increased hundreds to thousands of times.
All the formations collapsed instantly, and all the armies in the formation floated uncontrollably into the sky 10,000 meters high.
Only strong men above the martial saint level could react in time, condense the immortal energy on the soles of their feet, and use the adsorption force generated by the soles of their feet to adhere tightly to the ground.
And those warriors below the Martial Saint level were almost all thrown into the air above 10,000 meters.
Not only people, but also the props used to maintain the formation were thrown high into the sky.
In an instant, tens of millions of troops fell apart.
one move.
Just one move.
Those powerful ultimate formations were easily destroyed by the Samsara Emperor with just one move.
Such a horrific scene makes people feel desperate.
"Is this the power of the Reincarnation Emperor? It's... too scary!"
"Can we really...defeat an opponent like this?"
The soldiers who were thrown ten thousand meters into the air couldn't help but ask in horror.
At this time, the Samsara Emperor took action again.
He waved his hand downwards and the gravity reversed again.
Those soldiers who were thrown to an altitude of 10,000 meters only felt a gravity a thousand times stronger than usual at this moment, pulling their bodies downwards and falling faster and faster with the acceleration of gravity!
At such a height, speed, and gravity, if there is no remedial measures, the army will definitely suffer heavy casualties next.
The Samsara Heavenly Emperor is indeed the pinnacle of the intermediate martial emperor realm. The ultimate killing formation carefully prepared by the Yellow Emperor was completely destroyed with just one move, putting tens of millions of soldiers in danger.
Huang Di frowned slightly when he saw this, and he was about to take action.
At this moment, Jiuquan Ming Emperor waved his hand to Huang Emperor.
Then a man with the head of a bull and the body of a bull stood up from behind Emperor Jiuquan Ming.
This man wore a bull-head mask, with water chestnuts on his head, and dark black armor. His whole body exuded a gloomy aura of death, like a ghost general from hell.
There is no doubt that this person is the second-ranked Hades Bull Head among the five kings of the underworld.
Quality field!
I saw the underworld's bull head forming a seal with his hands, releasing an invisible field that instantly enveloped the area within a hundred miles.
Everything enveloped by the domain, whether it was people, weapons, or other things, all slowed down in an instant.
The hundreds of thousands of falling disciples were like feathers, slowly falling in the air, and landed on the ground unscathed.