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Chapter 485 Saint?

Chapter 485 Saint?

The people from Ziwei Cult came first, with a very strong aura, and surrounded the old madman and others forcefully, all of them filled with murderous intent.

The old man at the head had white beard and hair, and was a "half-step master". He was skinny, but energetic, and his eyes were as bright as the little sun.

"You dare to destroy my disciples from the Ziwei Sect?!" One of the old men had a very hot temper. He stared at Li Heishui and the others and spoke coldly.

The little girl was a little scared. She sat nervously on the old madman's shoulder and whispered: "Grandpa, it was your people who wanted to kill big brother first..."

"What does a little girl know about movies?" The old man didn't even look at her, and stared at Li Heishui, the big black dog, the old madman, and Ye Fan not far away, his eyes as cold as ice knives.

"You are all dead!" Another old man was even more direct, pointing at Li Heishui, the old madman and others.

It can be said that the people of the Ziwei Sect are extremely powerful. After arriving here, they surrounded what they regarded as the "meat on the chopping block", as if they had the power of life and death, and could kill several people with a single thought.

At this time, the big black dog was so excited that he wanted to scream. He slapped his four big paws hard on the ground. He showed no fear in the face of so many masters. Instead, he grinned evilly with his big mouth.

Then, it spoke directly and said: "Do you really want to kill us? It seems that just bringing a dozen people is not enough. After all, we have to invite one or two real powerful people."

The dozen or so people were all strong men, especially the old man who was the leader, who was a half-powerful man. Hearing its words, his face immediately fell.

This is a naked provocation. Half a step can lead so many strong men. Not to mention killing the younger generation, it is enough to deal with the terrifying figures of the older generation.

"What a loud tone..." One of the people was extremely cold, and his expression became even more horrifying.

"You guys are really reluctant to come to kill us. Listen to my advice and leave as soon as possible." Li Heishui also teased with bad intentions and said: "Go and invite your supreme leader, otherwise it will be really not good enough."

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"Ignorant junior, who is not strong but speaks so loudly, aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?!" The people in Ziwei's teaching really couldn't stand the two of them.

The two black-hearted guys were so refreshed at the moment that they both wanted to look up to the sky and howl. They all burst out laughing when they heard the words and stopped talking.

"Kill them, kill them immediately, don't delay for a moment!" One of the great elders, with a sinking face, was the first to take action and rushed forward to kill them.

The purple light on his right hand flashes, and a large purple star rotates between the palms of his palms. It is the Ziwei Emperor Star that he has cultivated and is the embodiment of his Taoism.

The big purple star quickly enlarged, covering the entire sky at once, and fell down like a huge mountain.

"boom!"

The monstrous divine power surged like a raging purple ocean, making the onlookers' hair stand on end. The figure on the top of the dragon transformed with all his strength, obviously preparing to destroy several people physically and mentally immediately!

Big Black Dog and Li Heishui had a tacit understanding. They all hid behind the old madman and provoked the dozen or so strong men from Ziwei Sect with their eyes.

The old madman didn't show any expression. He stood there like a tall wooden stake. He didn't even look at these people, as if he was petrified.

"boom!"

The big purple star fell, and the vast sea-like Dao power surged down, completely submerging the place.

However, the endless purple flowers collapsed in front of the old madman, like a candlelight in the wind, quickly extinguished. Moreover, after the big purple star fell, it disappeared like a mud cow into the sea, and disappeared in front of the old madman.

"Who is this?!" The strong man from Ziwei Cult was shocked.

"kill!"

Several people who came forward with him also took action, and their hands were all dazzling with brilliance. They sacrificed various ancient star treasures and turned them into a meteor shower.

The world was collapsing silently, and all kinds of brilliance fell like raindrops. However, none of this could hurt the old madman even a hair.

He just stood there motionless, completely ignoring the many magic weapons, and all the terrifying weapons were shattered in front of his ancient clothes.

There was no sound, all kinds of ancient treasures were turned into powder, and it was impossible to move forward at all.

"Who are you?!" The people who came forward were shocked and stepped back. They were all shocked.

The old madman was very tall, two or three heads taller than ordinary people. His hair was disheveled, and his empty eyes glanced at them. Then he suddenly waved his sleeves, and in an instant, a strong wind blew in the sky and the earth.

The four strong men were swept up into the sky like dead leaves, and then disappeared in an instant, disappearing into the vast sky.

Everyone was stunned. That person, who was the most powerful person in the form of a dragon, was slapped away by his sleeve and turned into a small black dot and disappeared at the end of the sky.

Only the devil knows how far he was sent flying!

Anyway, after several people were slapped out, they never came back. This result left everyone speechless.

What level of power is this? Like swatting flies, he slapped several great masters with one sleeve without a trace, unable to fly back at all.

"What kind of god is this? Where did it come from? Why is it so terrifying?!"

"God, I wasn't dazzled just now. I ignored the attack of the powerful man who transformed into a dragon, and with a flick of his sleeves, those people... disappeared!"

"This is too scary. Who is this person? Why have I never heard of it..."

The people watching the battle were so frightened that their jaws almost hit the ground. They were all dumbfounded. They had seen the power of the old madman before, staring at the strong man who had transformed into the eighth dragon to death.

At this moment, seeing his unparalleled power once again, everyone was really shocked from head to toe, with hair all over their bodies, unable to guess what kind of terrifying figure he was.

"Could it be the legendary old holy master?" Someone was horrified and had such a thought.

The person from Ziwei Cult was in a daze. He was just a weirdo with disheveled hair. He looked about forty years old. How could he be so terrifying?

"You... who are you? What's your last name?" the person from Ziwei Cult asked, but his confidence was obviously lacking.

"Could he really be a top old holy master who came out of the wilderness?" The half-step master of Ziwei Sect looked awe-inspiring, but a fierce look quickly flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself: "

There is no way there is such a person, no one from the old Holy Lord who went to renew his life has ever walked out of the forbidden land alive!"

He raised his head suddenly and said, "Friend, who are you?"

The truly powerful mana is so powerful that it can dominate the world. They are the heroes and holy masters of one party, and no one can stop them.

The entire land belongs to them, because they are the controllers of all major inheritances, and they are many times more powerful than the Half-Step Power.

The old madman didn't respond. He stood there motionless like a section of an iron tower. Everything in the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with him and it was difficult for him to move.

"You are too arrogant. Our Ziwei Sect is the supreme sect in the Eastern Wasteland. Even if you are a peerless power, you should not underestimate us!"

The old lunatic was unmoved and had no reaction at all, but the big black dog couldn't stand still and shouted: "What does the Ziwei Sect mean? Unless your leader comes in person, how dare you speak so brazenly..."

Banbu Dagong's face turned grim. He stood there motionless. After a long time, he said grimly: "In this world, sometimes even strong strength cannot solve problems..."

"What's going on? Why do I feel dizzy?" Li Heishui suddenly shouted.

"Damn, I am a little helpless too..." The big black dog also grinned.

"My daughter is also dizzy..." The little daughter was a little confused and almost fell off the old madman's shoulder.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the half-step almighty's mouth, and he said: "I said, sometimes in this world, strength alone is not enough!"

"What did you do?" Li Heishui asked.

"The powder of the Purple Myrtle Emperor Flower can poison even the peerless Holy Lord, destroying both body and soul. You can go on your way!" the Half-Step Power said with a cold expression.

He was suffocated by the old lunatic and fearful in his heart, so he resorted to any means and used the forbidden Emperor Pollen to kill everyone.

"The Imperial Purple Myrtle Flower turned out to be such a peerless poison. According to legend, in the distant past, a shocking tragedy happened, in which many Holy Lords were poisoned to death at the same time at a grand event."

"This is a terrible magic flower, and he actually showed such methods!"

Everyone was frightened and retreated desperately, fearing that if they were contaminated even a little bit, they would be ruined.

If the big black dog and Li Heishui hadn't eaten the holy fruit from the ancient forbidden land, and if the little girl hadn't had a special physique, she would have turned into a puddle of pus and blood in the first place.

Even so, they couldn't bear it anymore and were about to collapse and faint.

"Uncle..." The little girl called to the old madman in confusion.

The people of Ziwei Sect were frightened, and even Ziwei Emperor Flower did not poison a few people to death immediately. It really frightened them, and they all felt that something was wrong.

The old madman glanced at the little girl and brushed her eyebrows with his hand. The colorful little light spot suddenly emitted a sacred glow. The little guy woke up on the spot and was completely fine.

Then, the old madman slapped the big black dog and Li Heishui each. Their whole bodies shook violently, and a blazing purple light erupted from their bodies.

They screamed one after another, and then recovered completely. They no longer felt any discomfort at all, their bodies were full of vitality, and they did not suffer any damage.

"The people of Ziwei Cult are so ruthless, even resorting to such methods!" People in the distance were talking, and they all felt chills.

"Let's go!" Ziweijiao's half-step master shouted, and he was the first to fly out, trying to escape from this place. The old madman's performance filled him with fear.

"Senior, we can't let them go, they are too vicious and should be killed!" Li Heishui shouted.

Silently, the old madman stretched out a big hand and suddenly reached the sky. He seemed to be dissatisfied with this vicious method and actually took action.

This was a horrifying scene. The people from Ziwei Cult didn’t know how many miles they had flown out, turning into small black dots and about to disappear at the end of the vast sky. However, the big hand of the old madman suddenly reached over and covered the ground.

Filling the whole world!

This hand was so big that it stretched out for dozens of miles, covering the end of the sky, creating endless changes.

"ah!"

With half a step, the powerful man roared, and the mountains and rivers shook, and many mountains below were about to collapse. His body swelled up, and he stood upright, trying to resist this big hand.

"boom!"

However, it was in vain. The old madman's big hand grabbed him, and the extremely powerful half-step force struggled hard.

However, he used thousands of methods and all kinds of magical powers, but all of them were of no avail, just like a cricket shaking a tree!

With a "poof" sound, the half-step almighty power turned into blood mist in that big hand, and suddenly turned into dust and ceased to exist.

The old madman let go of his hand and shook slightly in the void. The world suddenly collapsed, and the chaotic mist loomed, as if the world was being created! Everyone else in the Ziwei Sect was submerged in it.

Everyone was shocked. He was a half-step master. He was grabbed to death by this disheveled man. This was really shocking!

"Oh my god, isn't he a saint? How could there be such a terrifying person in the world?!"

"That was a half-step master, but looking down at Donghuang, he was crushed to death as easily as he was squeezing an ant!"

"Is this... still a human being? How could there be such a powerful person in this world?!"

There was no one who was not shocked, and everyone was almost trembling. The strength of the old madman was beyond their imagination.


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