"What happened just now......"

At the bottom of the Demon Cave of King Kong Temple, the Golden Scale Demon Saint suddenly raised his head, his eyes were terrifying, and there was a faint shock, "Lingxiao Pavilion is too high for Louyun Sword Saint, and he is actually dead?"

Although he was trapped here, with Wu Ming's departure, there was no force to suppress it, even if he still couldn't leave, his own perception was also partially released, and he could vaguely feel the movement outside.

Even, in the past, he had noticed that the aura of Lou Yun Sword Saint was tempted to enter here, but he was blocked back.

Speaking of the Golden Scale Demon Saint and the Lou Yun Sword Saint, they can be regarded as acquaintances, and the two sides have unknown interests.

Otherwise, the other party would not have stayed here for several years, and he never even gave up, and kept looking for a gap to rescue him, but unfortunately Wu Ming's backhand was too powerful, so he never found a chance.

Now, the origin holy power of Lou Yun Sword Saint has gradually dissipated, and even his own will is so weak that it is almost untraceable.

Combined with the violent fluctuations and the majestic killing intent in the previous demon cave, as well as the strong intent of death and the sorrow of heaven and earth, it all indicates one thing - Holy Fall!

Although he knew that Wu Ming was very strong, he never thought that Wu Ming would be so strong that in just a few moments, he would kill an old Saint Realm powerhouse.

Moreover, such a relentless attempt to kill the Terran Sage shows that Wu Ming's killing intent is strong, so he is not afraid of self-isolation from the Terran Race?

"Perhaps, this is an opportunity!"

The Golden Scale Demon Saint's gaze flickered a few times, and his own demonic power spread silently, trying to communicate and suppress himself and form the monks of the Vajra Temple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas.

On the other hand, he forcibly sharpened the prohibition in his body, trying to open a few secret treasures and pass on the news.

But soon, the Golden Scale Demon Saint changed color for a while.

Not only did the monks of Vajra Temple pay no attention to it, but the moment they touched the prohibition, they felt that an incomparable, almost easily annihilating power fluctuation loomed.

"What kind of power is this?"

The Golden Scale Demon Saint felt a chill all over his body, and vaguely felt that there seemed to be an inexplicable power permeating the void, although he did not deliberately target it, he had a feeling that there was no secret in his body.

If he dares to make a slight move, not to mention that the internal prohibition is enough for him to drink a pot, I am afraid that in an instant, he will be able to die.

Not only that, but he also sensed the power of space, and in this Heaven and Earth Demon Cave, it quickly merged into one with unimaginable speed and incomprehensible way.

Whether it is attacked from the outside or killed from the inside, the only effect of this spatial power is to annihilate this heaven and earth.

In other words, whoever wants to enter this place and has a bad intention, the space passage will be opened as soon as possible.

"What a vicious method!"

The Golden Scale Demon Saint was completely deflated.

He knew that this was Wu Ming's back hand, leaving almost no flaws or leeway.

Under the monitoring of the great power of space, unless there is a strong person who is extremely good at hiding and is good at breaking the ban, he can barely enter this place and not be discovered.

But it happened suddenly, in a short period of time, where to find such an existence?

What really makes the Golden Scale Demon Saint die is the vicious purpose hidden under this kind of layout.

As long as there is any uncontrollable movement, the demon cave will be annihilated here, and the space barrier will be destroyed, as if a loophole has been formed.

Even if it can be compensated, it will take a long time to go.

God knows, during this time, whether the demons will seize the opportunity and attack directly.

The Golden Scale Demon Saint doesn't care, what terrible consequences will the demons break into Shenzhou from here, but someone cares!

As long as someone cares, someone will stop him, and his hope of getting out of this place is almost slim.

In addition, Wu Ming killed Lou Yun Sword Saint with a shot, and with an almost decisive and unshakable will, he announced that he would definitely do it!

Therefore, under the rat trap, whoever wants to do it at this time will be blocked.

What's more, Wu Ming is not alone, and the temples are not monolithic, so there may not be no one to mediate and buy time for him.

......

Thundered!

At the top of the firmament, the clouds and mist are surging, the lightning is thundering, and the small half of Shenzhou seems to have changed at this moment!

But anyone who has a little insight will be shocked and frightened.

Omen of the Holy Fall!

Although there is no blood rain falling from the sky, it is indeed a sign of the Holy Fall, and only those who have made great contributions to Shenzhou will have a blood rain when they fall.

But as long as the Holy One falls, such beings, who claim to be in harmony with the heavens, will definitely trigger celestial phenomena.

Especially in Shenzhou, where a knife-and-axe-like canyon is located, the dark clouds are like lead, and the black pressure is almost about to sink.

This is where the Lingxiao Pavilion of the Earth Grade Sect is located!

Boom!

As if the sky was falling, thunder pierced the sky, and a blood-colored lightning descended, crashing into the canyon, directly collapsing half of the mountain cliff.

Whining!

A cold wind with a strong sense of sorrow swept up like heaven and earth crying, and as most of the Lingxiao Pavilion Patriarch Hall collapsed, all the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion were even more mournful.

Just now, the life card representing the generation of Supreme Elders of Ling Xiao Pavilion shattered, indicating that it was the Lou Yun Sword Saint who caused the Holy Fall Heavenly Phenomenon!

I don't want to believe it, but it's true!

Countless disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion seemed to feel that the sky had fallen, and some of them were filled with righteous indignation, wanting to find the real culprit for revenge.

But among the top existences, all of them intuitively feel that a catastrophe is coming, as if their heads are hanging with sharp blades, and there seems to be a terrifying existence, looking down on this place from the top of the sky.

No matter how high or low the cultivation is, in the eyes of that existence, everything is like an ant, and it can be destroyed with a backhand.

Buzz!

As if to verify their thoughts, a thunderbolt rose from the ground, and the clouds and mist at the top of the sky churned violently, turning into a giant hand covering the sky, from top to bottom, as if grasping and falling.

The boundless power gathered in it, and the wind, rain, thunder and lightning flipped endlessly from the palm of the hand, and in an instant, it reached the top of the mountain gate of Lingxiao Pavilion.

"Enemy attack!"

Even through the Great Array of Protectors, the strong man who stayed in the Ling Xiao Pavilion still felt the terrifying aura in that giant palm that made him tremble.

A terrible roar resounded through the sky from the mountain gate, and a series of glorious ripples containing endless power rose up, and when the giant palm descended, thousands of ways rose.

In a trance, it seems that the legendary fairyland mountain is stained with a layer of dazzling and boundless colorful light.

Even so, it still can't make them feel any sense of security, and even, there is a force of Mount Tai pressing on the top, and the sky and the earth are falling apart.

With the momentum alone, the dozen or so half-saint powerhouses present had no fighting intent at all.

Boom!

The giant palm descended in an instant, the heavens and the earth shook, the light disintegrated, and the terrifying spatial ripples of the Dao Dao cracked, like the bloody mouth of a fierce beast, devouring everything around it unscrupulously.

One blow, which was enough to resist the powerful attack of the Holy Realm, was actually directly annihilated by one-third!

I have to say that Ling Xiao Pavilion, as one of the strongest existences in the top-grade earth grade sect, has the power of the Holy Realm, and it is strong enough to protect the sect in terms of both its foundation and the great array of protecting the sect.

If there is no accident, the power of the ordinary holy realm is simply not enough to break through its mountain gate.

It's a pity that the existence of attacking its mountain gate this time, although it is not a holy realm power, it is better than a holy realm power, and it is even more angry, and it is ruthless.

"Quick, wake up a few ancestors!"

A peak demi-saint wearing a golden crown and holding a long knife was about to split, and while roaring sharply, he beckoned many disciples to line up and strictly guard against death.

Boom!

Immediately after, the second palm came, and although it did not instantly annihilate the power of one-third of the Protector Sect Great Array as before, it also destroyed nearly a hundred layers of formation light curtains.

"Puff ......"

However, the terrifying power contained in it, as well as the pain of the destruction of the formation, made most of the Ling Xiao Pavilion disciples who presided over the great array vomit blood, and their spirits and spirits instantly withered, and they no longer had half of their strength.

That is, a few half-saints and Lingxiao Pavilion masters, relying on their profound cultivation and treasure protection, did not suffer heavy losses.

Even so, the blood is still surging, and the liver and gallbladder are broken!

This kind of terrifying power is really something that has only been seen in his life, even his strongest Supreme Elder Lou Yun Sword Saint may not have this power.

"Who is the master of Lingxiao Pavilion?"

"Dare to ask why Dao Friend made a move, but there is something wrong with my Ling Xiao Pavilion?"

"Please also ask Daoyou to take a break from the anger of the thunder, and when we find out the reason, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation!"

A few old voices, obviously suppressed with anger, but with fear, came out, and they actually overpowered the rumbling violent sound, and clearly entered the top of the firmament.

"The Earth Grade Sect has a Saint Realm power, and four pseudo-saints are in charge, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the Heavenly Grade Sect, no wonder they dare to conspire with the Demon Clan!"

The indifferent and ruthless voice came, as if it was a heavenly might, and then there was a wisp of sword, a dazzling, but not dazzling, just an understatement.

But in the eyes of the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion, looking at the heaven and earth, it seemed to be endless, and the whole body was cold, as if at the moment when the sword appeared in the world, he had been slashed by the sword.

"Formation!"

An old man who was dying and was about to die rose violently into the sky, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body, directly replacing the core of the Ling Xiao Pavilion Lord's array.

Poof!

What is shocking is that even if four pseudo-saint powerhouses entered the formation, doubling the power of the Sect Protector Great Array, they still did not block the wisp of sword.

With a sharp blade into the flesh, a terrifying sound came out, and I saw the blood in the sky bursting with light, and a wreckage fell into the air like a rag bag, and was still in mid-air and was shattered by the terrifying surging power.

Breaking the formation with one knife and killing a pseudo-saint powerhouse, everyone present was terrified!

"Cloud Crusher!"

In an exclamation, everyone's hearts were cold, and they looked at the thin and tall figure that suddenly appeared in disbelief, holding in his hand the treasure of the Zhenzong of Lingxiao Pavilion, the personal saint soldier of the Supreme Elder Lou Yun Sword Saint - the Cloud Shattering Knife!

Thinking of the shattering of the Elder Taishang of the Patriarch Hall, the other party appeared here again, holding the holy knife, and its meaning was self-evident.

This person is the murderer, and he is a terrifying existence capable of killing the power of the Holy Realm!

"None of them will be left!"

Wu Ming's eyes were bloody, and he waved his knife indifferently, and the pseudo-saint in Lingxiao Pavilion who had just woken up was separated from his corpse and his blood was splashed, but it made everyone fall into an ice cellar.