Above the firmament, after knowing the fate, Fan Lingyue and the Sky Sage talked to each other, and temporarily stopped making peace.

Under the avenue, the sky is above, and the sky saint has made Ning Chen personally experience the horror of the saint with his absolutely powerful strength.

However, the Celestial Saint also admitted that he was not the most powerful Saint.

In addition to the fallen gods of the gods, there are also Dao saints in the world who are more powerful than the Celestial Saints who control the space.

At the end of the Eastern Continent, above the sea, Ning Chen and Fan Lingyue returned, and Lime, who had been waiting for many days, saw the two of them return safely, and her mind was relieved.

"Just come back. ”

With a gentle smile on her face, Lime said, "Let's rest for a while." ”

"Hmm. ”

Ning Chen nodded lightly and said, "I'm indeed a little tired." ”

In the Colorful Temple, the ink master, who had been playing chess quietly, looked at the chessboard in front of him, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

The Golden Light Saint asked.

"Doom. ”

The ink lord replied.

When the Golden Light Saint heard this, his face showed puzzlement, and he said, "What calamity?"

"Heaven and Earth Tribulation. Lord Mo replied.

"Heaven and Earth Tribulation?"

The Golden Light Saint frowned and said, "What does this matter have to do with us?"

"This seat means the real catastrophe of heaven and earth. Lord Mo said in a deep voice.

The Golden Light Saint looked shocked and said, "Including us. ”

"Hmm. ”

Lord Mo nodded and said.

"Why, is it because of the phoenix?"

The Golden Light Saint said in a condensed voice, "With his strength, it is not enough to make us so jealous. ”

"I can't see it for the time being. ”

Lord Mo's expression froze, and he said, "What about the White Lotus, haven't you come back yet?"

"He went to the firmament, and has not returned. The Golden Light Saint replied.

However, as soon as the words fell, the expressions of the Ink Lord and the Golden Light Saint changed, and their eyes looked into the distance.

This breath is, White Lotus!

Something happened to the White Lotus!

But seeing in the void, the figure of the White Lotus Saint fell from the sky and smashed to the ground.

In the void, a bridge of avenues shattered in response to the sound, dissipating between heaven and earth.

In a shocking scene, the White Lotus Saint fell, and after the Qingshui Saint, the second Saint died in battle.

In the sea area, Ning Chen and Fan Lingyue also felt this amazing variable, and their expressions were all condensed.

A saint has fallen!

"Who is it?"

In the Colorful Temple, the Golden Light Saint asked in a deep voice.

"Demon!"

Lord Mo looked at the distant sky and said in a condensed voice, "The real demon." ”

"Demons?"

The Golden Light Saint said with a heavy expression, "The Hades King is dead, where is the demon in the world?" ”

The ink lord didn't say much, the chess pieces in his hand flicked over, and suddenly, the black streamer flew in the seven-colored temple, sweeping into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of miles away, the chess pieces collided with the demonic qi in the sky, only for a moment of stalemate, the sunspot shattered, and dissipated invisible.

Colorful Temple, the ink lord got up, and in one step, walked to the front of the temple.

Could it be that he is back?

Behind, the Golden Light Saint also walked out of the temple, looking at the void with a solemn expression.

Back then, they clearly witnessed the fall of Hades.

Thousands of miles away, in the void, the demonic energy was surging, heterogeneous and powerful.

The Twelve Sins Wings covered the sky and the sun, and even the Divine Sun could not warm this cold demon heart.

In the surging demonic qi, two figures stood in the air, a man and a woman, equally powerful, after 10,000 years, the power was already unmeasurable.

"Is that you?"

On the sea area, Ning Chen looked at the sky and muttered softly.

At the same time, above the Sevenfold Heaven, the Eighth Heaven, the god opened his eyes and looked at the Sevenfold Heaven, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Hades, are you still alive?

In the Seventh Heaven, the White Lotus Saint fell, and the whole world was shocked.

Avenue fifty, in the early era, the Hades made a move to destroy a road, 10,000 years ago, the Hades and the legend of the sword on the world fought, the second avenue was destroyed, and in the end, the Hades and Prince Yan fell together, and there was one less in the world.

Now, when Qing Shui and White Lotus have died in battle, the avenue is broken and more and more serious.

In the world, after the fall of the Great Dao Saints one after another, the heavens and the earth changed briefly because of the fall of the Great Dao Saints, however, although the saints fell, the Tao did not pass away, and the changes in the heavens and the earth gradually subsided over time.

Above the immortal realm, the cultivation of all the heavenly venerables in the world is rising day by day, and the most powerful person has already stepped into the realm of the monarch.

After the catastrophe, there was extreme prosperity, because of the fall of saints one after another, the aura of heaven and earth gradually recovered to the beginning of the earth, and the strong men in the world sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and human beings entered the realm of heaven and earth, which was no longer as harsh as before.

It's just that even though all the Heavenly Venerables in the world have entered the monarch realm one after another, no one has been able to take the last step and reach the creation realm like the Great Dao Saints.

The creation realm, between mortals and the Great Dao, the eternal moat, since the beginning of the era, still no one can really cross.

Even the legend of the sword in the world that died with the Hades King was only a short time to set foot in the realm of saints, not really in it.

The Seven Heavenly Realms, the Seven-Colored Temple, the White Lotus Saint died not long after the battle, and the demonic aura was pervasive, and the terrifying coercion was shocking.

Following the trail of the chess pieces, the demonic power oppresses the realm, and the terrifying demonic aura obscures all figures.

"It's coming. ”

In the Colorful Temple, Lord Mo's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he said.

On the side, the golden light of the saint rose all over his body, ready to meet the enemy.

The next moment, above the Colorful Temple, the demonic qi was pressed, and in the demonic qi, two figures swept out, and the speed was shocking.

Without saying a word, he made a killing move, and in an instant, he swept in front of the two saints.

The two of them who were covered in demonic qi couldn't even see their faces clearly, however, the astonishing coercion made even the saint feel threatened.

The ink lord and the golden light saint made a move to block the killing, and the earth under them collapsed in response.

Quick moves, heavy palms earth-shattering, indistinct battles, the world of the side of the fight is destroyed.

In front of the Golden Light Saint, a slender hand reached out, and the power of fighting the heavens was unmatched.

The killing machine was close, and the golden light saint raised his hand to block the incoming move, and with a muffled snort, the figure flew out of the hundreds.

Similarly, not far away, the ink lord also faced a powerful demon, and he clashed with several moves, and his defeat was fully revealed.

The rumbling and shaking, resounding through the nine heavens and ten earths, shocked the world, causing shocks from all sides.

No one knew who the person who shot it was, as if an astonishing powerhouse appeared out of thin air, and even saints could hardly match.

Half a day later, the battle stopped, the entire Colorful Temple was destroyed, and the traces of the Ink Lord and the Golden Light Saint disappeared.

"Is it over?"

At the end of the Eastern World, on the sea, Ning Chen, who had been watching this battle, flashed in his eyes and muttered softly.

On the side, the moonlight and white light gathered, Fan Lingyue walked out and said calmly, "Is it him?"

"Hopefully not. Ning Chen said softly.

This demonic aura, cold and powerful, chilling, was not the result he wanted to see.

Now, he seemed to understand a little bit why the Lord of the Eastern Immortal Realm was reluctant to take this last step in the first place.