Seeing this scene, Li Botao and other powerhouses in the Chinese cultivation world all had solemn faces.

Only Ye Lingtian was always an unfazed scene, as if nothing could surprise or shock him.

The Holy Lord, with blond hair and a deep outline, was wearing a holy robe, like a god, looking at the head of the Northern City, Ye Lingtian and many powerhouses in Huaxia.

There was a cold killing intent in his eyes, as if in his opinion, Ye Lingtian and the others were all dead people.

"Huaxia ants, I uphold the will of the blood ancestor and recruit you, but you are so ignorant. ”

"I have no choice but to lead my Templar army and bring you all to the ground!"

As the Holy Lord spoke, the momentum in his body poured out, making people feel their hearts sinking.

In his hand, he held a scepter inlaid with countless gems, dazzling and radiating a holy will.

Behind him were countless Templars, and the army was so dense that there was no end in sight.

Each of them has at least the strength of the Heavenly King Realm, and there are more than two hundred strong people who have reached the Heavenly Saint Realm, which is not weaker than the entire cultivation world in Huaxia.

Coupled with the Holy Lord, a top powerhouse, this lineup has been able to sweep the Huaxia cultivation world.

At this moment, the eyes of the Huaxia heroes were all focused on Ye Lingtian's body.

At this time, only Ye Lingtian could stand up and lead the group to fight against the Holy Church.

"What is a Blood Ancestor?"

Being watched by everyone, Ye Lingtian frowned slightly, and asked lightly.

"Bold, dare to insult the Blood Ancestor, do you want to die?"

The Holy Lord's face changed slightly, and he immediately burst into rage.

Obviously, in his heart, the Blood Ancestor is an existence that cannot be defiled, and it is the supreme faith.

As soon as he was furious, countless disciples in the Holy Hall began to be furious, and one after another momentum rose like a tide, and the ground trembled.

There are tens of thousands of powerful cultivators, just standing here is enough to shock the world.

"You wait here, I'll go and kill the Holy Lord, and you will beat the water dogs. ”

Ye Lingtian glanced at the countless Huaxia powerhouses behind him, and made a measurement in his heart.

At present, there are not many strong people in Huaxia, if they all die in this battle, the Huaxia cultivation world is bound to languish a lot.

Ye Lingtian still hoped that he could leave some people in the Huaxia cultivation world and shed less blood.

But he didn't know how much shock this plain sentence could bring to the strong men of China.

"Capture the Holy Lord?"

Li Botao's eyes widened, and the boss with his mouth open was speechless for a long time.

How arrogant is it to say such a thing?

As we all know, the Holy Lord is the sixth order of the Heavenly Saint Realm, an invincible powerhouse in the world that is almost the top, Ye Lingtian said that he wanted to capture him, but it seemed so natural and easy, as if he was looking for something.

Not only Li Botao, but others also set off turbulent waves in their hearts.

"Ye Lingtian is too crazy, the Holy Lord is not so easy to kill. ”

"I just hope he really has this strength, but it's unlikely to think about it. ”

As people from Huaxia, they naturally had their hearts set on Ye Lingtian, hoping that he could really defeat the Holy Lord.

But reason told them that Ye Lingtian fought one-on-one, and the odds of winning were not great.

If someone else said such things, or if they hadn't seen Ye Lingtian kill Old Man Tianhua with their own eyes, they would definitely reprimand him for speaking wildly.

That is, when Ye Lingtian said this, while they didn't believe it, there would be a hidden hope in their hearts.

After all, Ye Lingtian had done countless feats that others thought would never be possible, and even some people who knew Ye Lingtian had an almost blind admiration and confidence in him.

When he said this, he did not restrain his tone and tone, and naturally he could not hide from the ears of the Holy Lord.

When the Holy Lord heard this, there was a cruel smile on his face: "What a big breath, where did you come from, an arrogant boy, who is so ignorant of the heavens and the earth!"

It only took him half a year to establish the Templar in Northern Europe, expanding the power of the Templar step by step to such an extent that no one had ever dared to speak in front of him.

Even those who dared to defy him were crushed to dust by the rolling tide of the Templar.

Thinking about it, the Holy Lord's huge momentum couldn't help but press towards Ye Lingtian.

Ye Lingtian was pressed by the momentum, but he didn't realize it, with disdain on his face: "I don't know how thick the sky is, it's you!"

The so-called Holy Lord, the so-called Holy Hall, and the so-called Immortal Sect were all vulnerable in front of Ye Lingtian.

With the existence of the sixth order of the Heavenly Saint Realm, Mo said that in his previous life, he could crush countless people with his hands, and even now, he can easily crush it.

The Holy Lord can also be fierce in front of some ants, and when he sees the Dragon Emperor, he has to be coiled by a dragon and a tiger.

"Die!"

The Holy Lord's face sank, and he immediately waved his scepter and blasted out a lightning strike, smashing down on Ye Lingtian.

"Boom!"

Above the nine heavens, the brilliant heavenly power is unstoppable!

At the top of the heavenly dome, a purple sky descended, like a divine punishment, full of the breath of destruction.

This thunder punishment followed the spatial trajectory and smashed towards Ye Lingtian.

If he is hit by this thunder punishment, it is the fifth order of the Heavenly Saint Realm, and he will never feel good, and he will be severely injured if he does not die.

This is beyond the power of ordinary thunder tribulations, and it contains the means of supernatural magic.

"Hmph, just thunder punishment, what's there to be afraid of?"

Ye Lingtian had a sneer on his face, he didn't even take out his sword, and threw a punch straight away!

"Bang!"

His fist touched the thunder tribulation like a jelly, smashing out countless small thunder arcs, which kept rolling in Ye Lingtian's hands.

Holding these thunder arcs in his hands, Ye Lingtian's eyes were a little cold.

"Come and don't be rude. ”

He said lightly, and then shook off his robe.

"Sting!"

This lightning bolt rushed towards the Holy Lord with an indomitable momentum.

The Holy Lord's form was like a phant, and in the blink of an eye, he moved from here to the other side.

This thunderbolt was thus in vain, and did not hit him, but instead suffered the hundreds of Templars behind him, and thus died.

Hit by the lightning punishment, these Heavenly King Realms, they don't even have the ability to resist at all, and they will be wiped out on the spot.

"Good boy!"

The Holy Lord's heart was even more angry, and he held the scepter in his hand and held it high.

"Blood Ancestor, please give me the strength to kill this son!"

He muttered some kind of mysterious incantation.

Soon, a vision appeared in the heavens and the earth.

"Buzz!"

I saw that the ground began to crack, and an abyss appeared.

On the inner side of the abyss, countless Yin Hong's blood gushed out, and these blood gathered like a river of blood, and finally turned into a bloody person the size of an ordinary person.

"Honorable Blood Ancestor Emissary, cleanse me of these heresies. ”

The Holy Lord smiled and looked at the blood shadows gathered with countless rivers of blood, and said lightly.

Hearing this, the blood shadow turned to look at the North Rejection City, and a burst of earth-shattering killing intent began to spread.