Mo Yu was shocked and endured. In his cognition, the level of the Holy Lord was already the peak of the saint realm. The true power in his body had begun to transform into the true energy, and had the power that some great saints could only display.
able!
He is above ordinary saints!
Even if the Xuanniao God Clan lives in the holy realm on the other side of the starry sky, the strong people at the level of the Holy Lord are enough to dominate one side and are called the God Lord, able to rule all people and establish a country!
Moreover, strong people at the Holy Lord level have many ways to save their lives, and unless the Great Saint takes action, it is almost impossible to die.
Mo Yu himself is at the level of the Holy Lord, and is a god clan who is born with some laws and authority. He is stronger than normal Holy Lord level warriors, but even so, he cannot guarantee that he can add a Holy Lord of the same realm.
Innately kill the Holy Lord!
How is this possible? It is impossible for such a thing to happen!
"What are you talking nonsense?" Mo Yu stared at Yu Junling with extremely fierce eyes and said, "Ants at the innate level will be easily crushed to death when facing the saint. Compared with the saint master, they are simply small
Like dust!
It is absolutely impossible to have such an outrageous thing as innate killing the Holy Lord. Even when God Wu Yao was innate, he could only compete with ordinary saints!
What is Xuantian you are talking about? How could it be better than Master Wu Yao? You woman must be bullying me. See how I punish you! Enjoy it!"
As he said that, he raised his palm, and his fingertips condensed a sharp black light, trying to tear Yu Junling's clothes to pieces, then insult her to the fullest, force her to surrender, and hand over the skills she had practiced.
Law.
Ding Ding Ding Ding!!
At this moment, a piece of jade hanging around Mo Yu's waist suddenly vibrated and made a crisp sound. He frowned and stopped attacking, patted the jade gently, and was about to ask...
"Come on! Come on the capital of this country! There is a holy lord here, such a powerful holy lord! Ah! Boom..."
This is a voice message.
And it was also sent in groups, and sent to all the saints of the Xuanniao God Clan who came to the earth.
Leave a message for help!
This was actually a message for help, and finally ended with a scream and a roar. It was unnecessary to think about it that the Xuanniao God Clan who left the message was dead!
"What! There are people who can kill my Xuanniao God Clan in this declining central heaven. Do you don't want to live?"
Mo Yu was furious. He had always been proud of his identity as a god clan, believing that the Central Heavenly Realm was just a group of ants and could be bullied at will, but now he actually heard the sound of people from the Xuanniao God clan being killed!
anger!
Unparalleled anger!
"No matter who you are, as long as you dare to kill the people from my Xuanniao God Clan, you must die!" Mo Yu roared into the sky, but he did not forget Yu Junling next to him.
With a wave of his hand, a dark light condensed, covering Yu Junling. Then the black light flew into the sky with him and headed towards the capital!
...
At this time, the capital.
Most of the Forbidden City has turned into ruins, countless civilization treasures have been destroyed, and the thirteen holy lords of the Xuanniao God clan stood in the air.
"You actually dare to kill people from my gods, lowly humans, ants-like waste, who gives you the courage?" One of the Saint Lords of the Xuanniao gods relapsed and glanced at the lightning that was still flashing in the distance.
Gritting his teeth and looking at the six figures in front of him.
On the opposite side of the thirteen holy lords of the Xuanniao God Clan, six figures stood in the air, with all kinds of light on their bodies. Although they were strong and weak, they all rushed to the sky and were full of fighting spirit.
These are the six people of the East Prince, the Nine Heavens Xuannv, the Thunder Puhua Tianzun, the Chi Yan Ji, the Jingchen Golden Mother, and Song Ningran.
Among them, Dong Wang Gong, Chi Yan Ji, and Jing Chen Jin Mother are all powerful people at the level of the Holy Lord, with extremely strong strength. Nine Heavens Xuannv and Thunder Sound Puhua Tianzun are also peerless magical skills that they practice. They are extremely strong and meet the Holy Lord.
You can also fight one or two.
Only Song Ningran, although she has completely refined the power of dragon energy and possessed the power of the peak of the Saint, which is almost at the level of the Saint Lord, she has too little practical experience after all. In the current situation, she can only fight guerrilla assistance.
But even so, the Eastern Prince defeated the other two holy lords, turning the other fifteen holy lords into thirteen.
However, Thunder Puhua Tianzun was also seriously injured and it was difficult to continue fighting.
"Are these people the Xuanniao God Clan?" Song Ningran looked at the "people" in front of him with deep and huge aura and extremely powerful aura.
In order to find Qin Heng, she took Qin Yun and others to travel around and met Xue Qinan, who was also looking for Qin Heng's whereabouts. Then they also came to the headquarters of the Beijing Mythology Organization, preparing to share information and find Qin Heng's whereabouts.
But just a few days later, more than a dozen Holy Lord-level powerful people of unknown origin suddenly attacked the headquarters of the Forbidden City Mythology Organization.
If it weren't for the defensive formations set up by the Eastern Prince and the Western Emperor here, they would have been killed on the spot because they were caught off guard. After all, fifteen Holy Lord-level powerhouses came!
But even so, most of the Forbidden City was damaged and many warriors were killed. Even core members of the mythological organization such as Chunyangzi and Shuide Xingjun were seriously injured.
Yun Lingsu was also in danger of protecting Qin Yun's life and was directly penetrated by the aftermath of the attack of the Holy Lord. If it weren't for the Golden Mother of Jingchen who happened to be next to her and was treated in time, she would probably have died now.
"That's right, according to the descriptions recorded in the classics, these people should be the Xuanniao Gods." The Eastern Prince looked solemn, pointed to the giant ship in the sky, and said, "It's from above."
"Why, why do they do this?" Qin Yun was taking care of Yun Lingsu, looking at the devastated Forbidden City and the many seriously injured warriors, and irresistible anger surged in her heart, pointing at the thirteen holy lords of the Xuanniao God Clan.
Roaring: "Why!"
She and Yun Lingsu have a good relationship. She just saw Yun Lingsu being penetrated by a aftermath in order to give her a try, and almost died. Now she is really, very angry!
But very powerless!
"Ant, how dare you disrespect God!" A saint master of the Xuanniao God clan snorted coldly, his eyes glaring at Qin Yun like lightning.
The gaze of the Holy Lord level is a direct attack on the soul for ordinary people, and it is impossible to bear it. It will be annihilated in an instant and become a walking corpse without a soul!
"Xiaoyun! Be careful!" Song Ningran was immediately shocked when he saw this and hurriedly blocked Qin Yun's body. The gaze of the Saint Lord of the Xuanniao God Clan also fell on her sacred!
"Um!"
Song Ningran spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her body and spirit were injured. After all, she could not perfectly exert the power of the dragon energy and could not resist the attack of the Saint Lord-level powerful man head-on!
"Sister Ranran!" Qin Yun's eyes flashed with tears, her face pale, and she became more and more helpless. She held Song Ningran and murmured: "Brother! Where are you, where are you?"