"Rumble..." The saint's scroll burst out with dazzling and powerful holy light, instantly protecting Gao Peng's figure.
The saint in the scroll stared at this powerful being covered with scales, on strict alert, ready to attack at any time.
"Ah... Scroll of Saint?" The old guy who was laughing wildly was surprised when he saw Gao Peng offering the Scroll of Saint.
How could this ant have a powerful saint scroll?
The old guy's eyes suddenly revealed a greedy look.
He let out a strange cry, and grabbed Gao Peng's saint scroll with his huge claws covered with green hair and scales.
Gao Peng quickly took a look and saw a guy who was ten feet tall, with black scales all over his body and a dazzling horn on his head. He grinned and stretched out his sharp claws covered with black hairy scales.
Caught it.
"Demon clan? Demon Saint..." Gao Peng was suddenly shocked and his expression changed.
What is going on? Where is this? How come there is a powerful Demon Saint?
Where did the teleportation array teleport me, Gao Peng?
Is this the devil's world? Impossible? Is there no atmosphere of the devil's world here? It seems to be a mysterious building, and it seems to be underground.
Before Gao Peng could think about it, the terrifying Demon Saint grabbed him with one claw.
Gao Peng's thought power moved, and the saint in the saint scroll stepped out in one step.
"Boom..." The dazzling holy light flashed, and the huge saint's palm roared like thunder, and struck hard at the demon saint's huge claws.
"Hmph, you are just the spirit of a magic weapon, not a real saint. I, the Demon Saint Feng Pingshan, am not afraid of you. I can tear you to pieces with one claw..."
The entire space was filled with lightning and thunder, magic light billowing, and black air lingering.
Feng Pingshan's huge claws and the giant palm of the saint collided fiercely like two thunders, causing an explosion that shattered the earth.
"Boom..." A series of violent explosions came, the ground shook, sand and rocks flew, and the entire space turned into a sea of fire.
"Bang...Huh..." Demon Saint Feng Pingshan did not expect that this saint was more powerful. He was hit hard, groaned, staggered, and took a few steps back.
The Saint from the Saint Scroll also took a step back.
The figure of Demon Saint Feng Pingshan dimmed for a moment, which made Gao Peng exclaim: "Are you the clone of a Demon Saint?"
If it were the true form of a Demon Saint, his figure would not be dimmed after being hit hard.
If it is a clone or avatar, they will become dim after being hit hard.
Because the clones and incarnations of a deity are not real flesh and blood, but illusory bodies composed of powerful magic power, mental power, and energy.
If the phantom body is attacked by a powerful attack, its energy will be lost and the body will become dimmer.
"What a powerful saint's palm..." Feng Pingshan also exclaimed.
Gao Peng stepped over in one step, stared at Feng Pingshan and said, "Are you the clone of a demon saint in the saint world?"
Gao Peng's question surprised Feng Pingshan.
"You can actually tell that I am the clone of a demon saint? Huh, I can't let you go this time." Feng Pingshan sneered, raised his hand, and a blood-transforming demon knife filled with blood appeared in his hand.
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As soon as this blood-transforming demon knife was taken out, the entire space suddenly became scarlet, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.
There were many demonic shadows on the magic knife, and it emitted a shrill howl of ghosts and wolves, making Gao Peng dizzy.
"Kill..." Feng Pingshan roared, turned his palms, and murmured an obscure incantation. The Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword let out a shrill scream and struck with one strike.
As soon as the Blood-Transforming Demon Sword struck, Gao Peng felt as if his soul had been split in two.
What a powerful blood-transforming magic knife.
Gao Peng didn't dare to fight alone with this demon saint's clone. After all, this old guy was a saint of the demon clan.
Gao Peng immediately commanded the Scroll Saint to launch an attack.
"Kill..." The Scroll Saint let out a long roar. He was not afraid of Feng Pingshan's Blood-Transforming Demon Sword at all. The powerful Saint pressed hard on Feng Pingshan, and then a whisk appeared in his hand.
"Whoosh..." The whisk in the saint's hand erupted into thousands of silver threads, like streaks of silver lightning, making an ear-piercing roar and striking hard at Feng Pingshan's Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword.
"Bang..." There was a loud noise, the pressure of the saint, and the fly whisk and the Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword collided hard together.
The whole space was like a thunderbolt, with smoke and dust flying everywhere, the ground shaking and mountains shaking, and swords shining in all directions.
Just when Fu Fuchen and the Blood Demonic Sword collided fiercely, Feng Pingshan was suppressed by the saint's powerful pressure, and Gao Peng took the opportunity to raise his hand.
"Whoosh..." The Saint's Skynet covered Feng Pingshan like lightning.
Gao Peng wanted to win a quick victory and capture Feng Pingshan to find out what exactly this place was.
Gao Peng himself did not dare to fight Feng Pingshan directly face to face, but the Saint Sky Net was a powerful saint magic weapon that was jointly practiced by the nine saints.
Although these nine saints are not real saints, they are transformed from the holy thoughts of the nine saints. It is because these nine saints don't want Gao Peng to disturb their practice often, so the nine saints jointly made a holy net and handed over it.
Gao Peng.
As soon as Feng Pingshan saw the Saint Sky Net released by Gao Peng, he exclaimed and wanted to dodge.
But he was not the real Demon Saint, but a clone. Now he was suppressed by the Saint's pressure from the Saint's Scroll, so he slowed down a bit.
"Rumble..." The holy net composed of nine rays of holy light exuded a powerful aura, and immediately covered Feng Pingshan's body, and the Blood-Transforming Demon Sword was also caught in the net.
Feng Pingshan struggled desperately, but he couldn't break away from the magic weapon trained by the nine saints.
"Take it..." Gao Peng shouted loudly.
The Saint's Heavenly Net shrank rapidly and tied Feng Pingshan into a rice dumpling.
"You...you actually have the magic weapon of the Nine Saints. Who are you?" Feng Pingshan was extremely shocked. He stared at Gao Peng unwillingly and asked in a hoarse voice.
Gao Peng snorted coldly and said: "My name is Gao Peng, the young master of the real world. You are the clone of a demon saint in the saint world. How come you are here? What on earth is this place? If you don't tell me, I
It will destroy both your body and soul."
"Whoosh..." As soon as Gao Peng finished speaking, the Sage Skynet shrank violently again.
"Crack, click..." The body-protecting magic light on Feng Pingshan made a cracking sound, and the entire clone became dim.
"Don't... I said... don't kill me..." Feng Pingshan's clone was also afraid of death, and he immediately begged for mercy.
"Tell me, where is this?" Gao Peng shouted.
Feng Pingshan said quickly: "This place is underground in the Ascension Temple. You were transported here." (To be continued)