Chapter 702: The Blood-Clad Third Party and the White-Clad Holy Envoy
With the arrival of the snow clothes, even Concubine Yagui followed suit.
The palace suspended above the western canopy was silent for a long time, and after a long time, he sighed faintly and said: "One thought becomes the Tao, snow clothes, and one thought becomes a demon, blood clothes." β
Not only the Northern Wilderness, but also the other great wilderness saint-level powerhouses are not many, each of them is a big name in the world, and almost all of them know each other well, so as soon as Xue Yishang made a move, he was recognized by Ya Guifei.
But Xue Yi didn't recognize Concubine Ya, after all, no one in the world except the Emperor of the Northern Wilderness had ever seen her at all.
The divine light on the body of the snow clothes was darkly gathered, the Dao Mang soared to the sky, and the eyes were full of holy light, staring at the palace in the void, and a mighty holy majesty was dispersed, and the majestic shore was like a high mountain.
Concubine Ya said again: "It is rumored that you are the most amazing genius in the past million years, and it only took 180,000 years to cultivate the Holy Realm, but it's a pity! You are too young, you are also a saint, but you are not my opponent." β
The same saints, there are also high and low, some saints have just become adults, while others are already close to the emperor realm, and they can't be the same at all.
Ya Guifei has lived for a long time, and her snow clothes are like a child compared to her.
Snow clothes like others to say that she is young,
She said: "It's not that whoever lives for a long time will be strong in cultivation, and the result will not be known until the real battle is over." β
In the palace, there was a sigh, as if he was lamenting something. The palace was then enveloped in a holy cloud, and the sound of the flute sounded again. The sound of the flute was uneven, and after the throat, there was a terrifying slaughter, as if thousands of troops were roaring.
Looking at this posture, the two female saints are about to fight.
The great battle of the saints will definitely destroy a heaven and earth, and they will be reduced to ashes within hundreds of millions of miles, and if the monks under the saints are touched by a little, they will be wiped out.
Everyone quickly retreated to a hundred million miles away.
However, Xue Yi and Ya Guifei did not fight at all, but the mad demon who was originally refining the demon seed under the moon was controlled by the sound of the flute, and actually became even more violent, and the speed of the Falling God Bell became faster and faster, and the blood corpses in the entire blood river were included in the bell, and the demon seed was sacrificed.
Xueyi's eyes were closed, as if she had been out of her body, and her body was motionless, except for her long hair, which had not been trimmed for 200,000 years, fluttering in the void, like a ghost under the night.
A voice came into Guo Yi's ears, "Yin Ze, this saint is handed over to me to deal with, you go and kill that crazy demon, you must not let it cultivate the demon seed." β
This was the voice of Xue Yi, who seemed to have fought with Concubine Ya. It's just that their battle, no one under the saints can see it, it is an invisible battle, but it is still dangerous.
"Why is that?" Guo Yi felt that Xue Yi's body was trembling, and he seemed to be in a weak position.
Xue Yishang's lips didn't move, but the voice came into Guo Yi's ears, and said: "This mysterious saint wants to break through the saint emperor realm with the help of the demon seed, if the demon seed is cultivated and she breaks through the realm, we will all die here." I won't tell you, I'm going to fight her with all my heart. β
The sound of the snow clothes no longer sounded, and he stood quietly on the ground like a stone statue, unable to move at all.
There are many strong men of the older generation around who are peeking at this place, wanting to use Xue Yi's clothes and Ya Guifei to fight viciously, kill her, and then join forces to wipe out Guo Yi.
A black millstone the size of a hill flew out of the darkness and pressed down from the sky with supreme might.
Someone couldn't help but make a move, this was a quasi-holy weapon, which was sacrificed by two old men in white robes, and countless holy patterns escaped from the quasi-holy vessel, and each wave of holy patterns was like a heavenly river divine wave.
These are two elder-level figures of the older generation, and their cultivation has reached the Dao Ancestor realm.
Guo Yi stopped in front of Xue Yishang, with a cold light in his eyes, and said: "You dare to take advantage of people's danger, anyway, there are many people who want to kill me tonight, so I will take you first." β
Two divine dragon scales flew out of Guo Yi's immortal gate, each scale carrying the power of the divine dragon, and its power was no less than that of an ancient holy weapon.
"Poof, poof!"
The divine dragon scales shattered the holy pattern of the quasi-holy weapon, like two divine dragons rushing over, nailing the two white-robed old men to death on a big mountain, smashing the mountain apart, and the power of the divine dragon shook the Dao souls in their bodies away, and the blood stained the mountain red.
The elders of the two Dao Ancestor realms were all dumbfounded, with unwillingness on their faces.
Now the monks of the Dao Ancestor realm may be great figures in the immortal cultivation world, but in Guo Yi's eyes, they are nothing.
"Whoa, whoa!"
Two huge dragon scales flew back into Guo Yi's palm, suspended above his palm, and there were two phantoms of the divine dragon hovering on it.
Suddenly, Guo Yi felt a majestic aura pressing down from above, as if dozens of mountains were falling at the same time.
"Boom!"
A man in a bloody suit, armed with a slaughtering spear, stepped on a small world, trying to shock Guo Yi and Xue Yishang to death from top to bottom.
This is the third disciple of the Bloody Clothes Holy Gate of the Northern Wilderness Heavenly Dynasty, with bloody clothes on his body, a cold glow on his face, and his eyes are like blood stars.
The Holy Lord of the Bloody Cloth Holy Gate is one of the three great saints of the Celestial Empire, and he is an ancient-level figure, and his three disciples are also a master of a generation, who has been cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years, and is a strong man in the older generation, and his cultivation is not under the Dao Yan.
The three saints of the Northern Wilderness Heavenly Dynasty: the palace master of the Immortal Dao Palace, the gate master of the bloody holy gate, and the concubine Yagui
"Blood-clothed Divine Eye, this is the third disciple of the Blood-clothed Holy Gate, legend has it that he reached the realm of a half-saint 300,000 years ago, and his eyes were once stained with the blood of the Saint Emperor, although he can't see, but he can exert quite terrifying power. Someone recognized his identity through the eyes of the blood-clad man.
"This is the third person in the bloody clothes, I didn't expect even him to shoot. β
Guo Yi also felt an incomparable murderous aura, as if a mountain of blood was pressed down.
"Great merciful hand. β
Guo Yi slapped a palm in the sky, and a Buddha seal flew out of his palm, shattering the small world under the feet of the third person in bloody clothes.
The spear of slaughter, from top to bottom, pierced through a hole, and the blood-colored tip of the spear was still bleeding, and the red was terrifying.
Guo Yiran was not afraid, and the Burial Sky Sword greeted him, and a sword light was like a shock.
wanted to fight quickly, so he directly used the tenth sword trick of the burial sky, and wanted to kill the third person in the bloody clothes with a sword.
"Poof!"
The long sword entered his body, cutting off one of the arms of the third person in the bloody clothes, and the blood rolled down from his shoulder like a gushing out.
But this unexpected sword did not kill him, which made Guo Yi quite disappointed, and it would be difficult to kill him again in the future, after all, the cultivation and heart of the third person in the bloody clothes were between Guo Yi and Guo Yi, and the same mistake would not be made a second time.
The third person in the bloody clothes consumed a lot of blood qi, his arms grew again, and he carried the blood-colored slaughter spear, his eyes became more serious, and he stood under the cold moonlight, as if a bloody corpse had just crawled out of the grave.
Guo ...... Yi, the name is well deserved, no wonder you can kill so many strong people in my bloody holy gate, today I will take your head back to restore your life. "The third person in the bloody clothes was ordered by the master of the bloody clothes to come to take the head of Guo Yixiang.
Guo Yi glanced at the mad demon who was refining the demon seed in the distance, with a hint of eagerness in his heart, and snorted coldly: "The people of the Blood-clothed Holy Gate, I will kill one if they come." Isn't it just the lackey of the Great Emperor of the Northern Wilderness, what's the big deal!"
The third person in the bloody clothes snorted coldly, and the slaughtering spear in his hand turned into ten thousand feet long, like a pillar of optimus, sweeping towards Guo Yi.
"Three types of bloody battles, the first one. β
Although this slaughtering spear is also refined by the Soul Devouring Golden Essence, it is engraved with many holy patterns, and it has reached the level of a holy weapon.
The three styles of bloody battle are the strongest mastery of the Bloody Cloth Holy Gate, and each style is for killing, and it is one of the most killing moves in the world of cultivating immortals.
The power is no longer under holy magic.
Guo Yi once again slashed out the tenth sword trick of the Burial Heaven, slashing through thousands of blood clouds, the sharp sword qi attracted countless lightning, the sword shadow and the electric light were entangled, this move was evenly matched.
The third person in the bloody coat flew back again!
And Guo Yi also withdrew nine steps in a row, and each step trampled the earth apart.
In the distant void, a man in white stepped on a large ghost black cloud and floated in, with a dusty temperament on his body, and the cultivation on his body was vast and deep, making it impossible to see him through.
The arrival of this man in white formed a triangular trend with Guo Yi and the third person in bloody clothes.
"Netherworld Holy Sect, white-clothed holy envoy. Guo Yi's eyelids contracted, his face became more serious, and the sword in his hand tightened.
This man in white who came out of the darkness was the white-clothed holy envoy who had a relationship with each other.
The leader of the Netherworld Holy Sect sat down, and there were two messengers, the white-clothed Holy Envoy and the black-clothed Holy Envoy.
The two envoys supervised the four directions on behalf of the sect leader, and many things of the Netherworld Holy Sect were managed by these two envoys. Their cultivation is unfathomable, and their whereabouts are mysterious, but they didn't expect that in order to wipe out Guo Yi, even the white-clothed holy envoy took action.
"Guo Yi, you killed the Black Ghost, the son of my Netherworld Holy Sect, and now that this seat is coming, should you subdue the Fa?" the white-clothed holy envoy smiled, but the killing intent in his eyes was not hidden. This gaze alone makes people's faces hurt.
Guo Yi smiled coldly: "The black ghost is not good at learning, if you kill it, you will kill it, and in my eyes, killing him is as easy as drinking cold water." β
Even if two big figures of the older generation are pressed in front of him at the same time, Guo Yi is not afraid at all. The white-clothed Holy Envoy and the blood-clothed third person might be able to scare the legs of those Dao Venerables in the ancient dojo, but they couldn't scare him.
The cultivation of the white-clothed holy envoy seemed to be even higher than that of the third person in the bloody cloth, and faintly the two of them had the intention of joining forces to besiege and kill Guo Yi.
The cultivation of these two people has at least reached the Semi-Saint High Realm, and it is even possible to break through the "Heavenly Stump" and reach the Semi-Saint Heaven Realm.
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