Song Yu kept smiling, but his body slowly collapsed starting from his head.
The majestic luck turned into wisps of holy light and penetrated from his body, making it penetrate hundreds of holes.
These holy lights shot into the sky.
Several invisible forces of destiny were peeled off from each Xuanding clan member, rose up, and gathered in the sky.
At this moment, the sky in Longyuan Prefecture seemed to turn red, like a shirt stained with blood.
"I, a great sage from my clan has fallen!"
"Which great sage is sitting in the body?"
"well!"
Countless Xuanding clan members stared blankly at the sky, tears welling up in their eyes.
The fall of a great saint will lead to the weakening of the fate of the entire Xuanding clan.
No member of the Xuanding clan can escape the relationship! These tears were shed for the fallen great saint.
He also died for himself! The Holy Meteor! It was not an ordinary Holy Meteor! It was the Great Saint who had fallen! The entire Longyuan Province was boiling, with surprised, shocked, horrified, and suspicious eyes casting towards the sky.
A powerful man at the level of the Holy Lord, after taking a look at the vision in the sky, his eyes fell on the Xuanding Dynasty.
In the fairyland-like mountains and rivers, an old man walked out of a majestic and majestic hall. After glancing in the direction of the Xuanding Dynasty, the old man murmured: "It seems...that little guy Song Yu...why did he fall?"
Already?"
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe and a pair of golden dragon horns on his head slowly walked behind the old man and glanced at where the old man was looking.
"Father, do you need me to go take a look?"
The middle-aged man said respectfully.
"No need, Song Yu's father will handle this matter himself."
The old man shook his head slightly.
... There was silence in the Zhoutian Palace.
Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, all showing disbelief, stared blankly at the dying Song Yu.
Song Yu, why did he die?
The majestic sage was killed by a single move from the saint?
Are they dazzled?
Is this scene in front of me real?
"Impossible...how is it possible..." Song Ci muttered to himself.
Zu Yuanshen looked at this scene dumbfounded, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart. The eyes he looked at the Saint of Nanhua also carried a hint of deep fear.
Saint Mo Yuan, Saint Ling Ji, Elder Chang, etc... all looked at Saint Nan Hua in disbelief. The fear in their eyes was not much less than that of Zu Yuanshen.
The saint rebelled against the great saint and slaughtered the great saint! The legendary things were actually seen by them with their own eyes.
It's times that have changed.
Or are they falling behind?
"Nan Hua's cultivation has actually reached this level. No wonder he will be the only saint left in the human race.
No wonder he alone can hold up the backbone of destiny for the human race and prevent them from perishing in the immortal world.
I am far inferior to him..." The voice of the Lord of the Demonic Path sounded in Qingchen's ears.
Qingchen has recovered from the shock.
There was a solemn look on her face, and she was thinking more than anyone else at the moment. The Saint of Nanhua killed Song Yu today. Can he leave this place alive?
Although Song Yu had previously said that this grudge was personal and had nothing to do with Zhoutian Palace or the human race.
But is Zhoutian Palace really willing to let a great sage die in vain?
This great sage is also the first heir to the Zhoutian Palace in the future, and the eldest son of the Zhoutian Palace! His father is Zhoutian Wang, a powerful saint! Lin Tinghe looked at Su Han, and then at Nanhua Saint
Or, I just feel hairy all over my body.
The human race slaughtered a great saint! Even the Tao race today cannot do this.
If Master Xuan Tian of the Dao Clan really faced off against Song Yu, he would have no chance of winning even one or two! I thought that the Dao Clan was indeed much more powerful than the human race, but after today, the last trace of superiority in Lin Tinghe's heart was gone. !"Is he really the Nanhua Saint of the human race?
Isn’t it a fake of some great sage?”
Xing Buqi felt cold in his heart.
Zuo Chuan and others were also shocked. After coming back to their senses, they immediately glanced at Su Han.
The other party is also from Beicang Mountain... "The authority of the saint is so strong."
There was a solemn look in Su Han's eyes.
"This luck is for Kunlun to return to the ruins."
Sage Nanhua glanced at everyone and said with a smile: "Today I will use it to be promoted to the Great Sage. In the future, there will no longer be Beicang Mountain in the earthly immortal world, but only Kunlun."
As soon as he finished speaking, the aura of Saint Nanhua continued to increase sharply, and in an instant, it had surpassed Song Yu before.
Everyone present was suppressed by this terrifying aura, as if there was a huge mountain on their backs! The majestic power of luck soared into the sky, washing away the mottled 'bloodstains' in the sky, and golden light replaced them. It! It stretches tens of thousands of miles into the void! "A great sage is born?"
"A great sage has just died, and a great sage is born. Is it such a coincidence?"
The strong men on all sides were dumbfounded.
Everyone in the Zhoutian Palace was even more horrified. After killing Song Yu, the Nanhua Sage was easily promoted to the Great Sage in front of them! "Kunlun returns to the ruins, what kind of saint's authority is this!"
"Kunlun, Kunlun, and Beicang Mountain will be renamed in the future?"
"Sage of Nanhua, if you kill the eldest son Song Yu, you will never leave this place alive today!"
The voice of the ancestral spirit sounded in vain.
His expression was panicked, with a hint of sternness.
After his reminder, the powerful men in Zhou Tianwang's palace stood up one after another and looked at the Saint of Nanhua in shock and anger! "There is also a personal grudge between you and me."
The Saint of Nanhua looked at Zu Yuanshen and smiled softly.
Zu Yuanshen felt that his life was threatened, and just when he wanted to take action, a blood hole appeared between his eyebrows.
Like Song Yu, Zu Yuanshen's body continued to collapse and fell.
The only difference is that he is only a saint, and the vision after his death is not strong. Only people from Zhoutian King City can see that two powerful men in charge of destiny have fallen here in succession! "Nice..." Su Han couldn't help but He patted his thigh lightly.
But the gods present were horrified.
Has the Ancestral God fallen?
The gods of their Ancestral Temple died like this?
Whether it was the gods who came here or the angels brought by the Ancestral God, they all became a little overwhelmed at this moment! Why can the human race kill the gods so easily?
In their minds, the human race is an existence like pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep! "Those who have forgotten their ancestors will die in vain."
Many saints thought secretly in their hearts, but they would not be stupid enough to say it directly, otherwise they would only offend the God King of the God Clan.
After the Saint of Nanhua killed Zu Yuanshen, he did not leave.
Still standing there with a calm expression.
In the eyes of the saint, this is already an invincible and terrifying power.
You may not be able to detect anything under the saint, but the saints present can feel the terrifying aura of the Nanhua saint that far exceeds that of Song Yu.
This also means that although Saint Nanhua has just been promoted, his cultivation level is already at the top among the great saints!