The quasi-sage and the great master joined the battle, and the battle became fierce in an instant, and the forces that destroyed the world collided crazily in the sky.
A great master can easily destroy a small city. Even in a super big city like War Spear City, the destructive power is extremely huge. Fortunately, War Spear City has a long history, and there have been many saints in history. The rules of the Holy Path
Only by covering it can it withstand the aftermath of the battle of so many great masters.
"Today is the day of destruction of Spear Academy."
A quasi-sage looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, pacing in the void. Every time he took a step, a huge footprint with a radius of 100 meters would appear on the ground. Buildings collapsed, streets were destroyed, and a large number of monks and civilians in War Spear City died in an instant.
"Qi Tianhao, you are looking for death."
A cold voice sounded across the sky, and Yu Yinghai turned into a rainbow, instantly blocking the quasi-sage named Qi Tianhao.
If a quasi-sage kills wantonly in the city without any control and restraint, it will cause catastrophic damage.
"It's just a great lord, but he dares to stand in front of me. I don't know whether to live or die."
Qi Tianhao glanced at Yu Yinghai disdainfully, not paying attention to Yu Yinghai at all. There is a world of difference between the Great Master and the Quasi-Sage, and their power is not on the same level. The Quasi-Sage does not have the fruit of refining the holy way.
At that time, the Great Lord must exist, and only the Great Lord can refine the fruits of the Holy Way.
After refining the fruit of the holy way, the Great Master will step into another level and be fully sublimated. From then on, the sea and the sky will be vast, and he will no longer be in the realm of the Venerable.
Any person or thing that has a relationship with a saint is the greatest existence in the world, and quasi-sages are also included in this list.
Qi Tianhao didn't take Yu Yinghai seriously at all. Even though Yu Yinghai was not an ordinary great sage, he was no different from an ant in his eyes. Yu Yinghai was not Lin Changfeng, and he was not Mao Yuan.
That trash.
The quasi-sage's kick covered the sky and turned into a large golden footprint with a radius of a hundred feet, falling from the sky. The surrounding space seemed to solidify instantly, and traces of the power of the rules of the holy way emerged between the heaven and the earth. Any ordinary creature that has nothing to do with the saint may not be able to hide.
Pass this blow that contains the laws of the holy way.
Yu Yinghai looked indifferent and stood quietly in the void, allowing Quasi-Sage to step into the air. He never believed that he alone had the ability to compete with Quasi-Sage, but in this battle he had to stand up and not back down.
If he retreats, who will bear the oppression of the quasi-sage?
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the world seemed to close together in an instant. In the face of the law, any ordinary living being would be crushed instantly.
However, Yu Yinghai carried it down firmly and still stood in the void, his body as majestic as a mountain blocking the front of the Spear City. Endless power and laws swept around him, making his hair disheveled.
"Hey! Holy Path Armor."
Qi Tianhao let out a light sigh, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the golden battle armor on Yu Ying Hai.
His blow just now had completely shattered Yu Ying Hai's clothes into powder, revealing the golden armor inside.
Yu Yinghai let out a long roar, and the golden battle armor emitted an incomparably bright golden light. Traces of the laws and power of the Holy Path emerged on the armor, turning into the incomparable mysterious power of the Holy Path and wrapping him inside.
He held a halberd in his hand. The halberd was blood red, with a trace of blood on it. It was engraved with ancient runes and patterns, and traces of the laws of the holy way were wrapped around the halberd. It seemed to be a treasure of the holy way.
"Your War Spear Academy is very rich. It is indeed an ancient sect that has produced dozens of saints. It is eye-opening for me that a mere great master can use the treasures of the holy way."
Qi Tianhao looked at Yu Yinghai with greed in his eyes, and he was very jealous in his heart. As a quasi-sage, he only had one holy treasure, and he was only a great master, but he actually had two holy treasures.
No wonder the Saint Lords of the Dark World are targeting War Spear Academy so much. Saint Lords from all over the world have come to launch a dark turmoil. If War Spear Academy is destroyed, they will definitely get an unimaginable huge wealth.
After all, the Spear Academy was once a peerless force that shook the entire continent.
Although he has never seen it, he has only read it in some ancient books, or the elders have said it in a few words, but he can also know that in that era, the War Spear Academy was the king of the world, and there was once an ancestor who was half an emperor.
, which has oppressed the mainland for many years.
It can be seen from this that it is fascinating to think about how many treasures and wealth the War Spear Academy collected during that era.
"Qi Tianhao, although I am not as good as my uncle Lin Changfeng and cannot fight against the quasi-sage with my own strength, but with the two holy treasures left by the ancestors of the saints, I may not be inferior to you. Today I also want to know the fate of the quasi-sage.
How strong."
Yu Yinghai holds the halberd, wears the armor, and strides forward. Every step he takes, the aura on his body will become stronger. After walking hundreds of steps, the aura on his body has reached its peak, enough to match the target.
Saint Qi Tianhao protested in court.
…
On the other side, the battle between Lin Changfeng, the former dean of the Spear Academy, and the quasi-sage Mao Yuan became increasingly fierce. The battlefield between the two of them had reached from the ground to the sky, and finally soared all the way up, even to the Demonic Sea.
"Mao Yuan, I haven't seen you for decades, and you haven't made much progress. Asking you to refine a fruit of the holy way is a waste of resources."
Lin Changfeng holds a long sword in one hand and holds the other behind his back. His posture is ethereal and unrestrained, as if he is a swordsman coming to the dust, without any smoke or smoke.
The sword in his hand was just an ordinary sword, and the battle clothes on his body were just ordinary battle clothes. But Quasi-Saint Mao Yuan could not do anything to him at all.
Mao Yuan's face was extremely ugly, his eyes were wild, and he launched a series of terrifying attacks crazily. But Lin Changfeng was like a leaf in a violent storm. No matter how fierce the storm was, he just drifted in the wind without being damaged at all.
He even took out the holy treasures left by the saint ancestors, but he still couldn't do anything to him.
"I do not believe!"
Mao Yuan Zhunsheng was already a little crazy. He thought that he had made great progress over the years and could easily kill Lin Changfeng.
But he did not expect that Lin Changfeng had made greater progress over the years, and had even faintly touched the edge of the law. He was afraid that he was only one step away from becoming a saint.
"You're so bad. Come with two more so that I can have more fun fighting."
Lin Changfeng smiled broadly, turned the long sword in his hand, and turned into a heaven-shaking sword light, slashing at another quasi-sage from the dark world not far away. At the same time, he slowly pointed out a finger with the hand behind his back.
, the finger force penetrated the heaven and the earth, and shot fiercely at another quasi-sage who was killing the monks of the Spear Academy.
No one expected that Lin Changfeng would actually have to deal with three quasi-saint-level beings at the same time, one against three.
"you wanna die!"
"act recklessly!"
…
The two quasi-sages who were provoked shouted angrily at the same time, turned around and charged towards Lin Changfeng.
A mere great master dared to provoke three quasi-sages and prepared to fight one against three. It was simply an insult to them.