Yang Ling's roar made everyone almost break down.

How could there be a monster in the Holy Realm hidden in the holy ruins, this completely subverted everyone's imagination, so in a panic, everyone suddenly panicked.

The eighth-level Thor's Wrath magic is indeed very powerful, and the general True Xuan Realm can be smashed into ashes with a direct hammer, but in the face of a real Saint Realm powerhouse, it is immediately a little insufficient, at least this blow is obviously blocked by the statue, and Thor's Fury is a one-time attack magic, just like the sigh of the Ice and Snow Goddess, it seems to be extremely powerful and domineering, but it is actually a one-shot deal.

Once the attack is blocked, it can basically be seen as if the magic has no effect, and the effect of the magic is very short.

So just as a group of people scattered and fled, the electric sledgehammer had collapsed, and the Thunder God Law Phase also quickly collapsed.

"Quack~" As the magic power was exhausted, the statue finally broke free, although there were a few more cracks on its body, but it was even more fierce, the spear in his hand pointed forward, and suddenly the void within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles was locked, whether it was the chaotic mystery or the fleeing team members, all of them were frozen in the void.

"When~~"

At the moment when the void was locked, a large purple-gold bell rose into the air, and the curling purple light and the sound of the bell instantly penetrated time and space, and suddenly the power of imprisonment began to collapse and loosen.

"Roar~~"

With a roar of rage, the statue's body was full of evil spirits, and the crowd of people who had fled in all directions rushed over.

At this time, the whole scene was already in a panic, and in the chaotic time and space, people turned on their backs, and many people were directly swept into the space-time vortex or the void crack and disappeared.

This statue that broke through the Holy Realm had already destroyed the confidence of everyone except Yang Ling, and even Ding Cong, who had always thought that the scroll was in the world, shook his fat body and ran.

"Don't run, use the scroll to suppress!" Yang Ling roared and raised his hand to throw out an eighth-level scroll, and in an instant, the blue light filled the air, and the roar of the wind god instantly submerged the statue.

But this time, at the same time as the scroll exploded, the statue opened its mouth and spit out a pearl of radiance, releasing a terrifying aura to protect its body, and it did not suffer much damage under the impact of the wind blade that cut through time and space like a tide, until the magic was exhausted, and it only weakened the glow on the bead.

Damn! Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, and threw out an eighth-level scroll again.

"Boom~"

In the starlight of the sky, a stream of golden magma poured out from the foot of the statue, enveloping it in the blink of an eye.

And the glow emitted by that bead still blocked the magma, and in the bubbling golden light, the statue strode towards Yang Ling with a spear.

Yang Ling: ......

This is so unreasonable, the three eighth-level scrolls did not kill a statue of the sub-saint realm, how can he face the eighty thousand saints of the reaper camp in the future, you must know that the most powerful scroll in Yang Ling's hand is also the eighth level, except for the super forbidden spell, this is the big killing weapon that he is proud of.

But I didn't expect that before I really met a saint, I met such a statue of the sub-holy realm and died.

"Roar~" But after a short loss of consciousness, the Yuan Shen statue rushed out of Yang Ling's body in one step, and danced the dragon spear with both hands to kill the statue, and at the same time, the Chaos Purple Golden Bell also released a brilliant purple light hanging above the statue's head in an attempt to suppress him.

"Quack~" An illusory white light gate behind the statue condensed to block the purple light, and the two rays of light continued to impact and annihilate in the air, and large swaths of the void collapsed, turning into whirling and rotating void vortices.

"Boom~"

The statue of the primordial god and the other party collided in the void, also wearing armor and holding a spear, one behind the light door swayed, and the dragon shadow behind the other churned.

Under the blow, the statue of the Yuan Shen was knocked back hundreds of kilometers, and although the other party only shook it a few times, the half-holy spear in his hand was directly broken into two.

"Ga~" The statue froze for a moment, grabbed his hand in the air, and grabbed out a half-holy long sword.

Yang Ling: ......

"Kill~" The statue of the original god roared, and the dragon spear danced to kill again.

"Boom~" The entire holy ruins shook slightly.

A violent energy exploded, and the Yuan Shen statue was knocked out again, and the long sword in the opponent's hand also broke into countless pieces.

"Ga~" The statue was stunned again, and then grabbed it and took out a half-holy knife.

“……”

Yang Ling was completely speechless, his teeth itched with hatred, and at the same time, he had an endless curiosity about this statue, he didn't know what the hell this statue was, how did he survive the Holy Tribulation and become a sub-saint, and how many half-holy artifacts had been collected in the holy ruins?

You must know that the Half-Holy Weapon is not a cabbage, and now there is no one in the Xuan Realm who can control the Half-Holy Weapon except for some super sects, and the number is extremely rare, and the Nine Great Holy Palaces and the Tianxuan Holy Temple are estimated to be only a few dozen pieces combined, all of which are in the hands of the palace master or the top-ranked elders.

Moreover, the half-holy weapon already has a trace of order power, and once it is fully controlled, it has the power of no less than the eighth level of magic.

But no matter what, at this time, he has been entangled by this ghost, and he can't give up without distinguishing between life and death.

So Yang Ling looked at the statue that pounced on him again, his body was directly combined with the statue of the Yuan God, and the cyan dragon scales on his face pierced the skin, and he was covered in gold and blood, and the momentum on his body was also rising, and finally rushed forward with a loud roar.

And as Yang Ling entangled the statue, the members of the clan and the war servants who fled in all directions also slowly came back to their senses, and after being torn apart and devoured by more than a dozen evil spirits, they finally began to gather together to resist these spirits, countless souls roared in the void, and the continuous scrolls rose into the air, turning into thunderclouds and storms and constantly smashing on the bodies of the necromantic spirits.

Although these battle spirits were powerful, they did not have a clear consciousness after all, and only had a bloodthirsty primitive desire, so under the resistance of the battle team, especially under the suppression of a large number of scrolls, several heads were soon hit hard.

"Look, there's a light gate ahead!"

Just when Yang Ling's group of people were fighting with the statue, at this time, a few hours away, the nine True Xuan Realm elders of the Heavenly Brahma Holy Palace had already seen the Gate of Order released by the statue.

"Why is there another door, doesn't it say that it is made of starlight?"

"Silver Turui, the glow is shining, go quickly, this is the real Holy Gate!" the second elder couldn't help but exclaim after just one glance.

"Haha, it seems that this time it must be our Heavenly Brahma Holy Palace that comes out on top!" The other elders couldn't help but be overjoyed.

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