Of course, such a result is even more inconceivable than the sudden death of tens of millions of Terrans. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info So the West Holy Lord was surprised, but the facts were in front of him, he lost a move, although it was only a little bit of a gap, but he still lost.

The original Eight Great Sub-Saints of the Terran Race have long since disappeared without a trace, and the new Sub-Saints have always been recognized as the only one.

After that, there is the level of the Four Holy Lords and the Lord of the Ten Halls, although in the eyes of people, the status of the Four Holy Lords and the Sub-Saint is similar, but the Sub-Saint is higher.

This suddenly appeared a mysterious sub-saint like Cheng Dieyi, and without saying a word, he directly called the door, and took advantage of it and left.

Such a character also said that Yu Yichen was her person, which made the Western Holy Lord have to think about something.

"Even if you go fast, otherwise the scene of fighting both sides will not make you feel better. The female voice on the body of the Western Holy Lord was particularly sharp at this time.

It's just that at this time, Yu Yichen has been sealed in the wasteland of the Southwest Nine Cities region, and within a certain period of time, even if he wants to release it, it is impossible.

As for the rest of the Bloody Lands, there are still flames.

The human race is now facing the extremely powerful threat of the demon race, and smoke is everywhere in the bloody land, and many great Confucian powerhouses have joined the battle, and even all the saints have begun to fight. In particular, the demon demi-saints are not reserved now, and they don't care about face, they all play sneak attacks, which makes the losses of the human race more and more serious.

At this time, some people had already proposed to suspend the unification of the Seven Kingdoms and send the elite to support the Bloody Land.

However, he was vetoed by the Western Holy Lord! Because he had the same meaning as the Eastern Holy Lord, the Terran had been comfortable for too long, and if he didn't want to slowly sink and decline, he must unify the Terran with iron and blood, form a strong centralized power, and obey the leadership of the Holy Courtyard.

After being silent for a while, the male voice of the Western Holy Lord said lightly: "The human race can have one more sub-saint, fortunately!" After speaking, the West Holy Palace fell into silence and endless darkness again.

"Hmm?" Cheng Dieyi's delicate body suddenly emerged from the void, and after being silent for a while, she suddenly changed her direction and flew away like a shock.

The land of blood, the ancient city! Three powerhouses at the peak of Confucianism were commanding three Confucian treasures whose light was dim, and they were contending with a slightly darker holy power.

The light of Confucian treasure and holy power was entangled through the ten-foot-thick city wall, and in the ancient city, tens of thousands of soldiers were frantically blasting their most powerful defensive battle poems and martial arts into the city wall at this time.

But even so, the walls are already showing signs of loosening, and it seems that they could collapse at any moment!

Outside the city, there were at least 100,000 demon armies brandishing their weapons fiercely, ready to rush in at the moment the city was broken.

Above the high school, a demon demi-saint was hanging in one place at this time, and the ink around his body was as shiny as lacquer, and it looked like a pure black satin.

"Surrender, it's not easy for the three of you to cultivate, as long as you submit to our god clan, I promise that you will never regret it!"

"Don't leave anything to chance, by the time your demi-saints find out, it's all over. This demon demi-saint said with a wild laugh at this time.

The demons like to call themselves gods, but a pure-blooded demon princess like Toris once called herself the Light Clan.

"Luo Sili, don't you think about it! Even if the three of us die in battle today, we will not surrender!" the three peak powerhouses of Wenru all shouted loudly.

"Snort, in that case, you will give me death!" The demon half-saint Luo Sili smiled contemptuously, and the demonic qi around him suddenly began to explode, only to hear a loud bang, and the walls of the ancient city of Ba were instantly shattered.

The huge cave mouth was large enough to accommodate dozens of people walking side by side, and the three Wenru peak powerhouses all vomited blood and fell into the city.

"Kill, fight with the demons!"

"Kill all these demon dog thieves!"

"Damn demons, let's go to hell together!" The scribes and warriors in the ancient city of Ba were all aroused at this time, and rushed towards the demon warriors.

"A humble human being, as small as an ant!" Rosley grimly looked at him, and a black ball formed in his hand.

This is a highly condensed magic ball of demonic energy, once it explodes in the crowd, that terrifying power can instantly destroy more than half of it.

All the scribes and warriors in the ancient city of Ba had seen this scene, and they were very familiar with the methods by which the demon demi-saints often slaughtered them. But no one was afraid or flinched, and they still rushed out of the city in a frenzy.

"Boom!" Luo Sili flicked the magic ball lightly, and the terrifying coercion directly made many people seem to stop breathing.

Many people could not move, so they had to close their eyes in silent despair, waiting for death to come.

The perception between the demi-saint powerhouse and the ordinary scribe and warrior is too great, so big that it is desperate but there is nothing to be done.

However, a small white hand suddenly appeared in mid-air, and then gently pinched the magic ball at that moment.

The hideous eyes of many demons suddenly changed, revealing extremely surprised and puzzled looks.

And many scribes and warriors in the ancient city of Ba exclaimed in surprise at this time! No matter what kind of man it is, when he sees a super beauty like Cheng Dieyi with a peerless appearance suddenly pinching the murderous magic ball, he will basically feel that his brain is shutting down, and the painting style is wrong.

"What a beautiful woman!" Luo Sili's eyes were suddenly attracted by Cheng Dieyi, like a huge magnet.

A strong conquest surged in his heart, even though he knew that the other party's strength was not bad, and he was also a demi-saint level powerhouse.

It's just that as the youngest half-saint powerhouse of the demon clan, he is confident that he is invincible in the same rank.

But Dieyi didn't know what he was thinking, and he wouldn't think about such a boring thing.

At this time, she looked at the magic ball in her eyes, frowned, and said, "What an ugly thing!"

After speaking, he gently pinched it, and the terrifying magic ball, which was enough to kill tens of thousands of people in an instant, was crushed like an ordinary egg.

The difference is that the egg white yolk that comes out after the egg is crushed, but this magic ball leaves nothing!

"How is it possible?" Luo Sili's face suddenly changed drastically, the demonic energy contained in this magic ball, even if he had to dispose of it himself, it would not be so easy.

His mind flashed, and he suddenly felt a sense of fear, but it was too late.

"You're ugly too!" Cheng Dieyi said coldly, and dazzling holy light suddenly gushed out from her.

"Sub-Saint Strong!" Luo Sili's voice suddenly became extremely desperate, and the demon holy object quickly flew out of his body, like a flag, but before he could show his power, it began to burn.