"When did I lie to you, don't worry, you're on the sidelines, ready to make a move. A smile flashed on Chen Ziling's face.

"That'...... All right. Zhong Zhixi also dragged himself down Chen Ziling, and retreated a few steps.

"I really don't know whether to live or die, see how we take you down!"

Chen Ziling injected a holy qi from the Holy Source into the Chixiao Sword.

"Wow-"

As if the Chixiao Sword had woken up, it emitted a dazzling light, and a terrifying sword light poured out from inside the sword body and rushed towards the Meitan Sage.

The greater the number of inscriptions activated, the more powerful the Thousand Patterns Destroying Power becomes.

This Chixiao Sword was originally a holy weapon-level sword, but it had been sealed in the dust for too long, so it lost too much power, but the holy power could awaken Chixiao.

"Chen Ziling, the four of us join forces, forgive you for your great ability, you can only ambush you, and you will die quickly!" Mei Xun shouted angrily.

"Boom-" The four saints of Mei Xun each launched an attack, each of them holding different blades and bursting out with different moves, but their cooperation with each other was extremely perfect.

"Who will ambush him, I'm afraid it's not certain yet!"

Chen Ziling attacked with a sword, and the strong sword qi surged out like a river.

Where the blade of the sword is, it forms an incomparably bright circular brilliance, which is brilliant and shines on the starry sky in all directions.

"Chixiao Sword Technique-Bright Moon Chifeng!"

The bright moon and the great sun fell from the sky at the same time, slashing the attacks of the four saints of Meixun one by one, and shrouded the head of the dead saint of Meixun.

Although Mei Xun's four saints' moves were broken, they were still very calm, and they didn't look worried.

"A mere trick of Qiankun-level swordsmanship, and it can be used against our four great saints? Chen Ziling, your sword moves are really too clumsy, look at the sword path of this saint. ”

The voice of the Meitan sage came, and a sword attacked.

"Bang!"

The Meitan Sage slammed his sword into the sword body of the Chixiao Sword, making an incomparably loud sound, with a strong air current, and scattered in all directions.

The attack was just that Chen Ziling gave himself another breakthrough to delay time.

The power of the Holy Source is constantly converging into Chen Ziling's body, strengthening his physical body, and the blood rivers are opening up one by one, with the Holy Source, Chen Ziling also has some capital to fight with the four of them.

Of course, Jiang Yehan's holy source, after all, is only a holy source of a void saint, because in this holy source, Chen Ziling's former purple mansion has been refined, so Chen Ziling can quickly grasp it, but this kind of Chen Ziling can not be regarded as a saint, but can only be regarded as a pseudo-saint.

But even so, he is much stronger than before.

"Die!" said the Saint of Merhong slashed out his powerful sword from the side.

Chen Ziling stared at the slashing sword, Chen Ziling's face still did not change, his footsteps were horizontal, and suddenly the whole space shook.

"Spatial Artistic Conception!The Power of the Holy Origin!"

Chen Ziling's heart recited silently.

The spatial artistic conception and the power of the Holy Source fused with each other, rapidly spreading outward, breaking through the power formed by the four void saints with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying.

A spatial force attacked and killed the Meitan Sage.

Meitan, which was at the forefront, how could he have expected such a change?

Mei Tan secretly screamed "not good", and was about to withdraw his sword and immediately retreat, but he stepped on the air with one foot, his body fell down quickly, and the center of gravity of his body lost its balance.

It's the power of space.

Although Chen Ziling's spatial attainment was not high, none of these four saints had fought with the cultivators of the cultivation space, and there was no way to defend against it at all.

With such a good opportunity, how could Chen Ziling let it go, mobilized the vitality of his whole body, and mobilized the power of the Holy Source, and quickly stabbed out with a sword, piercing through Meitan's physical defense.

"Poof. ”

In Meitan Xusheng's chest, a huge blood hole appeared, which could be clearly seen that the internal bones and viscera had suffered extremely serious trauma.

The vitality of the Holy Realm is strong, although the wounds on Mei Tan's body are extremely serious, they are not fatal, but they are injured twice, which is not comfortable.

"Big brother. ”

The Meihong Saint and the Meitan Saint roared.

At this moment, the blood river in Chen Ziling's body has exceeded a thousand, and it is rapidly becoming more and more.

Chen Ziling was about to make a second move to completely kill the Meitan Void Saint, but found that the Meihong Void Saint and the Meifeng Saint attacked from the other two directions.

As a last resort, Chen Ziling had to give up the Meitan Void Saint first, put away the Chixiao Sword, and attacked the Meihong Void Saint and the Meifeng Saint.

"Ten Killing Sword Method!"

What Mei Hong Void Saint unleashed was a quasi-saint-level combat technique, and his two palms, completely wrapped in the power of death, were raised above his head, gathered together, and slammed down.

The power of death in his hands quickly surged out, turning into a seven-meter-long war knife, which hit the top of Chen Ziling's head from top to bottom.

The full force of the Void Saint's blow, the power that erupted, was naturally not to be underestimated.

"Chixiao Sword Technique - Shocking. ”

Chen Ziling did not dodge or dodge, and quickly swung the Chixiao Sword to draw a circle of sword qi. Faintly, it can be seen that the sword qi circle is moving rapidly.

"Boom. ”

The seven-meter-long death battle knife struck the center of the sword qi circle, and suddenly broke out with a loud sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

The whole earth shook violently.

"Poof. ”

Mei Hong Xusheng's mouth spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

The Meifeng Saint was even more shocked, his two elder brothers, who were at the peak of the Three Tribulation Void Saint and the Second Tribulation Void Saint, were defeated in an instant.

How did this Chen Ziling's combat power become so powerful?

It's not that he can fight against it.

Thinking of this, the Meifeng Saint immediately stopped his body and quickly retreated backwards.

"Spatial conception. ”

Chen Ziling mobilized the power of space, and stepped forward, as if crashing into a layer of water curtain, and disappeared in place. In the air, only thin ripples of energy remained.

The next moment, Chen Ziling appeared behind the Meifeng Sage, three feet high.

"Give me death. ”

Chen Ziling held the sword in both hands, fully activated the inscription in the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword, and dragged out a long sword ray, slashing towards the top of the Meifeng Saint's head.

The Meifeng Saint only felt a powerful force imprisoning him, and it was very difficult to move his steps.

His face became a little pale, this Chen Ziling is really not simple.

"I don't believe it, the cultivation of the Void Saint can't stop the sword of a Purple Mansion monk. ”

The Mei Feng Saint spread his legs apart, crossed his arms, and used his powerful Holy Soul to continuously mobilize the vitality of the star space and inject it into his arms.

With his arms stretched upward, a dragon shadow and a tiger shadow rushed out.

The phantom of the two beasts, showing two completely different powers, one ice and one fire, quickly rotated and turned into a tower-shaped defensive shield.

"Boom!"

The Chixiao Sword slashed straight down, colliding with the Meifeng Sage, this Meifeng Sage was an existence that had just broken through the Second Tribulation Realm, compared to the Meitan Sage, it was too much worse, even if Chen Ziling did not use the power of the Holy Source, he would be able to defeat him.

At this moment, there was no possibility of him escaping at all.

"Die!" Chen Ziling drank coldly, and stimulated the power of the Chixiao Sword to the extreme, Mei Xun Four Sages, as long as he killed one of them, he would be much easier, and the remaining three, after he completely broke through the realm, would definitely be able to defeat.

The defense of the Meifeng Saint was shattered, and his body was slashed by a sword, and the blood exploded directly in the starry sky, shattering into countless blood mist.

Although the body of the Meifeng Saint was shattered, but as a holy realm, his soul did not dissipate so easily.

However, the soul of the Meifeng Saint was still hurt by Chen Ziling, and it was quickly disappearing.

Just as the soul of the Meifeng Saint was about to escape, Chen Ziling grabbed it with a big move and threw it into the soul flag.

Although this soul banner can't detect the soul of the saint, it is not difficult to temporarily lock the soul of the saint.

Launching powerful attacks repeatedly, Chen Ziling's own body was also a little unbearable, with a sword, what a powerful force was needed to kill a Void Saint of the Second Tribulation.

"Fourth brother!"

"Chen Ziling, return my fourth brother's soul!" shouted Sage Meihong.

"You just want to grab it yourself, are you afraid that you won't be able to fight me?" Chen Ziling smiled coldly, with a disdainful smile on his face.

The other three saints of the four saints of Meixun are all distorted with angry faces, the four saints of Meixun are from one door, and they have had excellent feelings since childhood, Chen Ziling destroyed the body of the Meifeng saint, and seized the soul of the Meifeng saint, how can the other three be reconciled!

"Burn the holy blood and avenge the fourth brother!" the Meitan sage shouted angrily, he blamed himself in his heart, if he was careful, he would not let the fourth brother die under Chen Ziling's sword.

Chen Ziling made a big move to take the holy source of the Meifeng Saint into his hands, and then urged the most magical plan to refine the holy blood of the Meifeng Saint into his body to increase the speed of breaking through the physical body.

Now, he has no intention of refining the holy source of the Meifeng Saint, the holy source of the saint is not so easy to refine, let alone the saint who has just been beheaded, the soul of the Meifeng Saint is still there, and now rashly refining its holy source is no different from looking for death.

However, refining the holy blood is not difficult for Chen Ziling.

Even if the Meifeng Saint is not a saint who specializes in refining the body, the power of qi and blood in his body is also extremely majestic, and all kinds of blood turned into a blood dragon and poured into Chen Ziling's meridians, and it is only appropriate to use the holy blood to refine the holy body.

The three Meitan saints, each of whom burned the holy blood, laid down the three Tanxun plum arrays, and attacked and killed Chen Ziling.

After these three people burned the holy blood, they activated the formation, which was enough to fight with the saints of the Four Tribulations Realm.

The one hundred and eight acupuncture points in Chen Ziling's body have been sanctified eighty-six, and the blood river in his body has exceeded one thousand and six hundred, although he has not yet reached the Saint Yuan realm, it can be regarded as a huge improvement.

"Blood coagulation!" Chen Ziling shouted angrily, and a powerful blood condensation body condensed out.

The blood condensation cast with holy blood is naturally quite extraordinary.

"Zhixi, you can follow me!" Chen Ziling spoke, and Zhong Zhixi immediately left.

Chen Ziling is not a reckless person, Mei Tan and the other three saints have the strength, and when they join forces, Chen Ziling has to temporarily avoid the edge.

Now, it's time to let Zhixi make a move.

Chen Ziling held the Chixiao Sword in his hand, and his blood condensed body held the Fuyuan War Halberd.

"Chixiao Sword Technique - One Sword Seals Blood!"

Above the starry sky, the great battles continued, and the vitality and holy power were constantly invincible.

"Three Tensan Plum Array! Blazing Flame Holy Pattern!"

The Meitan Sage took out a one-foot-long rose-red array plate, and with a slap of his palm, he knocked the array plate out.

In the array, dense formation inscriptions appeared, and they quickly poured out in all directions.

"Wow-"

Eighteen huge pillars of flame light flew out from the inside of the array disk, turning into the shape of chains, connecting to the ground, distributed in the eighteen directions of Chen Ziling, imprisoning him in the formation.

The other two saints struck out and injected power into the formation.

This formation directly isolated Chen Ziling's body from his blood condensation body and Zhong Zhixi.

Chen Ziling urged the artistic conception of space, and wanted to use the power of space to rush out of the formation directly, but the power of this formation was even more weird than he imagined, and he couldn't escape at all.

"Whoa!"

A scorching wave of heat came to the face.

Although there was an accident, Chen Ziling's reaction speed was extremely fast, and he immediately blocked the sword, causing the sword body to collide with the flame chain.

"Bang. ”

Chen Ziling flew a few steps backwards and landed back in the center of the formation.

"What a weird formation. ”

The power of the formation is quite terrifying, and the terrifying temperature that bursts out of the flame chain may not be able to withstand it even if it is a Saint Yuan body, not to mention that he is now, not yet.

A Three Tribulation Void Saint who burned holy blood, the power that was activated after activating the formation was terrifying.

It is conceivable that once he collides with the Flame Chain, even his current physical strength may be severely damaged.

The Meitan Sage stood on the periphery of the formation and laughed loudly: "Chen Ziling, what if you can use the spatial artistic conception? The power of the formation can make the space change, and you can't escape." ”

"It's a pity that your formation attainments are not at home. Chen Ziling smiled coldly, waved the Chixiao Sword, and at the same time quickly punched a palm forward, the Ten Thousand Golden Dragons rushed out, and the blood condensation body immediately swung the Fuyuan War Halberd to attack, and Zhong Zhixi also immediately swung the sword and fell.

The three forces fell at the same time, and the flame cage couldn't bear it, and it directly shattered.

Chen Ziling stepped out of the formation, the blood in his body flowed, the holy blood was vertical and horizontal, all the one hundred and eight orifices were connected, and the blood river in his body had reached three thousand, and the holy power of Zhou Sheng was around.

The flesh enters the Holy Yuan Realm!

The physical body of the Saint Yuan Realm is not a real physical sanctification, but it is also extremely powerful, no different from the Void Saint.

The improvement of the physical body has also improved Chen Ziling's artistic conception and attainments, and his cultivation has instantly entered the realm of the Dao, and the strength of the whole person has reached an unprecedented peak.

Chen Ziling injected the holy power into the Chixiao Sword, and the holy power swept across the Chixiao Sword, and above the Chixiao, a series of red-gold imprint inscriptions appeared.

"Now. It's your turn!" Chen Ziling's eyes burned with terrifying fluctuations of holy power.

Now, it's his turn to fight back.