That palm, like a god and Buddha coming to the world, smashed the head of a true saint!

The audience was shocked and shocked.

True saint, condensing the laws of the Holy Dao, living with eternity, shining with the sun and the moon, is definitely the most pinnacle of existence in the world.

But now, Wu Xiutong, such a true saint, has not only had his wings torn off, but his head has also been split!

However, saints are not so easy to kill.

In an instant, Wu Xiutong's holy light flowed all over his body, and his head and wings were reborn, only his face was much paler, and his vitality was obviously damaged.

This is the saint!

The Holy Realm almost all takes into account the three paths of refining the body, refining qi, and refining the gods, and its life is tenacious, and it is almost immortal and immortal.

Why is it that there are countless sages in this world whose will power and divine soul power have been eroded through the ages, and can survive to this day?

Just because the power they control has already reached a shocking level!

"Little evil beast!"

Wu Xiutong roared angrily, completely crazy, and was killed so miserably by Lin Xun in front of everyone's eyes, which made him lose face.

"Die!"

Lin Xun's cold eyes were like electricity, and he rushed again.

In this process, the other saints were all doing their work, casting terrifying holy path methods, besieging Lin Xun, but they couldn't stop him from acting at all.

I saw that the heavy attacks were all wiped out by the power emanating from Lin Xun's body, and even some holy treasures were shocked back.

It's a mess!

And Wu Xiutong, who was angry with himself, changed his face again, and he sighed in his heart, secretly screaming that it was not good.

But at this moment, Lin Xun had already raised his fist to kill.

Rumble!

The murderous aura is like a vast starry sky, gathered in the brilliant fist power, it is simply incredibly powerful, just like a god lifting a sacred mountain and smashing it down.

Wu Xiutong flicked his wings violently, and the wind swept and flickered to dodge, but his body was uncontrollable, and it was difficult to move at all, enveloped by the terrifying power of his fist.

"No......" he roared, his cheeks twisted, completely out of shape, feeling a kind of despair and horror.

Bang!

With a punch, its head exploded again.

The most palpitating and chilling thing is that under the cover of this fist, Wu Xiutong's body started from the beginning, and his body exploded inch by inch.

Rolling blood spreads.

Even if Wu Xiutong's True Saint Body was close to immortality, he couldn't withstand Lin Xun's punch at this time!

Rumble!

Lin Xun's fist strength was like a huge grinding plate, which wiped out the heaven and earth, and Wu Xiutong's flesh and blood, divine soul, and breath ......

All of them were crushed by such horrors, turned into embers, and did not leave even a single dregs, and died cleanly!

There was a dead silence in the audience.

Everyone's faces changed in disbelief.

He's dead?

In the eyes of the world, the Holy Realm is like an immortal existence, and in the last tens of thousands of years, there have been very few powerhouses of the True Saint level who have fallen.

Because of the saint, it is too difficult to kill!

Even if there is only a wisp of thought left, a drop of essence blood, it can reshape the origin and recover again, and it is incredibly powerful.

But at this moment today, Wu Xiu's form, god, and mind are all destroyed!

In the distance, Ye Jiuxiao, Xiao Wu, and Wei Zangyun were all stunned for a while, this ...... It's incredible......

Rumble!

At this moment, a layer of bright red blood light appeared above the sky, and faintly, there was a collapse of the avenue, and the sound of sorrow and lament echoed.

"When the Holy Falls, the heavens mourn!"

In the city far away, countless cultivators and countless living beings were all chilling at this moment, and their eyes were looking directly at the heavenly dome stained red by blood.

How many years have passed, and even today, there are true saints who have fallen!

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