The master of the four deans is undoubtedly the old dean of Xingyue Academy.

At the moment of embarrassment in Xingyue City, the old dean of the Xingyue Fourth Academy, with a kind of half-step martial saint powerhouse, came to the rescue!

At this point, Wang Ying and Jin Makeup are no longer alone.

"This kid doesn't look like he's more than a hundred years old, right?" The Saint of Destruction directly ignored the group of powerhouses that suddenly appeared, his eyes had always fallen on Wang Ying's body, and there was a bit of amusement in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that in the small indigenous world, there are people who can become holy at the age of 100, which is really a miracle in the world. Another mid-rank saint also smiled coldly.

In the Holy Realm, a character who became a hundred-year-old saint and could be called the pride of the heavens could cultivate and become holy in just a hundred years, which was something that almost all cultivators couldn't do, so these two middle-level saints felt a little surprised.

However, if they knew that Wang Ying was only eighteen years old this year, and his cultivation time had only been more than a year, I wonder what expressions would appear on their faces?

I'm sure I'm going to drop my jaw, right?

Becoming holy after a year of cultivation?

It's almost the same to cheat a child!

"It's a bit of a shame to be so arrogant. "The eyes of the Saint of Destruction are cold, and these eyes of his seem to be able to destroy everything.

Moreover, from his tone, it can be heard that he is extremely confident in himself, as if killing Wang Ying is just a gesture.

Wang Ying chose to ignore them directly, turned his eyes to look at Li Daiyu, and seemed to joke: "Why did you come so late, I'm about to end." ”

Li Daiyu, who saw Wang Ying's real strength, was not shocked in his heart, but he saw him unhurriedly stroked his beard and said slowly: "This person is getting old, and his body and bones are getting worse and worse. ”

Li Daiyu's words seem to be self-deprecating, but they are undoubtedly saying that the current era belongs to the era of young people like Wang Ying!

However, his eyes became extremely solemn, and he said to Wang Ying: "Wang Ying, there are two middle-level saints on the other side, and my cultivation is only a second-order saint, plus gold makeup, this battle will definitely be a vicious battle, do you regret it?"

Li Daiyu asked this, in fact, he already knew that this battle, for them, it was definitely a life of nine deaths, the other party's cultivation was too strong, and there was a behemoth of the Donglai Holy Gate behind him, Lingxiao Continent, which was far from its opponent from the beginning.

However, everyone has something that they protect with their lives.

Li Daiyu put in great effort to establish the Xingyue Academy, and even if he died, he did not want to see the destruction of the Xingyue City he had established with his own hands.

"Boom. ”

The Saint of Destruction overlooked Wang Ying and the others in a condescending manner, and at this time, he didn't have the slightest nonsense, only to see him step out, the heavens and the earth were turbulent, and a terrible crack suddenly appeared in the void, wanting to destroy the world.

"Kill, kill without mercy!"

The Saint of Destruction's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his footsteps rose again and fell.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a terrifying silence was about to destroy the heavens and the earth, and the powerful power of destruction came, and the buildings in the Star Moon City were constantly collapsing and collapsing.

At this time, everyone had already seen a reality clearly, and the strength of the two saints who appeared later did not know how many times stronger than those saints just now.

The holy platform is ninefold, each realm is a heavy heaven, and every time a holy platform is cast, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

In the Holy Realm, even though there are Tianjiao figures who have been sanctified for a hundred years, once they enter the Saint Realm, it will take hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, to cast a holy platform.

Therefore, in the holy realm, there is a saying that a hundred years to become a saint and ten thousand years to become a holy king.

That is to say, those who have achieved the Holy King within 10,000 years can be called the Heavenly Proud Figures of the Holy Realm.

For a saint, a few hundred years is just a time of retreat and cultivation, fleeting.

From this, it can be seen how big the gap between the middle-level saint and the beginner-level saint is!

Li Daiyu has lived for thousands of years, but he has only cast two holy platforms, his talent is at the top in the Lingxiao Continent, but looking at the Holy Realm, it has become very ordinary.

Intermediate saints do have the qualifications to despise them!

At this moment, Wang Ying's eyes swept over the bodies of the two middle-level saints, and the advanced snooping technique was also opened at this time.

These two saints are both powerful beings who have forged the Quadruple Holy Altar, and the saints who have cultivated like this, just one of them just comes out, I am afraid that it will be enough to sweep the entire Lingxiao Continent.

"Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me die, you want to live or die, you choose for yourself!" the Saint of Destruction shouted loudly, his words were strong, fierce, domineering, and exuding a momentum of self-respect in the world.

Whoever dares to oppose the Holy Gate from the East is the only way to die!

"it!"

The loud shout of the Destroying Saint made Wang Ying stunned on the spot.

Why does this pretending routine sound so familiar?

This saint of destruction actually robbed him of the lines of the king's victory!

At the moment when Wang Ying was stunned, on the body of the Saint of Destruction, a cold and terrifying intent of destruction swept out, converging into a strong storm in the space, endless intent of destruction, sweeping the heavens and the earth, wanting to annihilate everything, just in an instant, the highest peak in Xingyue City turned into dust and was destroyed very completely.

"Boy, with your talent, you should have a bright future, and the Holy Emperor is very likely to value you and accept you as a personal disciple, why would he sacrifice his good future and life for the sake of these ants in the indigenous world?"

The Saint of Destruction spoke again, he was a saint, looking down on everyone, seeing all beings as ants, and at this moment, he was like a god descending on this side of the world.

Moreover, even in the Holy Realm, no matter how talented a person is, he would not dare to offend a power with a Holy Emperor so directly, this is undoubtedly a self-defeating act.

"Your life is life, other people's lives are not life?" Wang Ying's eyes were filled with a terrifying edge, and the whole person was like a shocking sword, his eyes were extremely penetrating, and it seemed that he was not afraid to fight with a middle-level saint at all!

Looking at Wang Ying's peerless graceful posture, everyone couldn't help but lose their minds again, at this moment, the aura on Wang Ying's body looked so dazzling, he was the most dazzling star in the entire Lingxiao Continent, there was no one!

"Young people are young people, doing things completely recklessly, maybe your vision is too narrow, today, I will let you see, what is a middle-level saint!"

As he spoke, the Destruction Saint stepped out continuously, and the Destruction Celestial Phenomenon bloomed out in an instant, and above his head, a black energy body appeared, which was a terrifying Destruction Celestial Phenomenon, as if it could devour everything and directly cover this area.

(End of chapter)