Inside the Holy Palace.

The remaining small half held their breath, finally resisting the invasion of the soft tendons.

The Poison Immortal is still wandering around, trying to poison other poisons.

Some poisons don't have such a wide attack range, but they are very poisonous, and they will basically die if they shoot!

The poison immortal is the best at doing this kind of thing, and he is still shuttling among the crowd, and the screams continue to sound, and in the blink of an eye, seventeen or eighteen people have fallen.

It was at this moment that the poisoned immortal suddenly heard the sound of "whirring" above his head.

The poison immortal wondered in his heart, could it be that a plane landed?

As soon as the poison immortal raised his head, he was dumbfounded.

I saw a huge fist as large as a tall building condensed by gas falling from the sky.

This fist, of course, was made by Yan Sheng.

"Oh my God!"

The poison immortal exclaimed, instinctively wanting to reach out to block it.

But, where can it be stopped?

The fist slammed down, directly smashing the entire poison immortal to the ground.

"Wow!"

The poisonous immortal spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and the muscles and bones in his body were almost broken inch by inch!

Even the ground around the poison immortal's body was dented, and a huge fist mark appeared.

The poison immortal was lying in it, bleeding and unrecognizable, and he didn't move.

No one knows if he is dead or alive.

The people in the Holy Palace are a little better, after all, they have seen the power of the Yan Sheng's "Channeling God", and they are really as invincible as immortals.

Zhang Baiming, the crutch boy and others only heard about it, and it was the first time they had seen it.

It's terrifying!

For a while, Zhang Baiming and the major leaders were a little stunned.

Dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

——Although the major leaders have seen the sloppy Taoist's "channeling" methods, but at that time, the sloppy Taoist had just been channeling the gods, and he was not familiar with it, so he didn't use his power much.

At this moment, Yan Sheng said in a deep voice: "Kill them all!" ”

The Holy Guards woke up like a dream, shouting and shouting and rushing towards Zhang Baiming, the boy on crutches and others.

And all the people copied each other, and fought with the Holy Guard.

For a while, the sword qi and sword wind flew wildly, and the screams and fighting voices were endless, and the entire holy palace suddenly became a hell like Shura.

The thirteen Holy Guards are equivalent to thirteen ninth-level grand masters, although they were knocked down by the poisoned immortals as soon as they came up, fortunately, the main force did not suffer too much damage, so the two sides were temporarily inseparable.

Of course, Yan Sheng would not sit idly by, hundreds of fists condensed above his head again, and then smashed like raindrops towards Zhang Baiming and the cane boy and others.

Everyone was dealing with the Holy Guards and Yan Sheng's fists on the other, and they suddenly seemed a little struggling.

However, the fists are scattered into so many pieces, and the power will definitely be weakened a lot, so everyone can barely cope with it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Baiming quickly ran towards the direction of the cold palace.

He is extremely familiar with the Holy Palace, which is like being in his own back garden.

Moreover, he also helped Yan Sheng capture some people to the dungeon of the Cold Palace, and he also knew the pattern in the dungeon well, so it was obviously the most suitable for him to save people.

Yan Sheng looked at it, and of course turned all his fists to chase Zhang Baiming.

At the same time, the crutch boy shouted: "Martin! ”

A tall young man quickly flashed out of the crowd, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a sturdy body, rushing straight towards Yan Sheng.

Martin the first robot?!

Of course, Yan Sheng quickly recognized this newly developed robot in the Ross Continent, after all, he had just watched the video of his battle with the Netherworld.

Yan Sheng stayed up until three o'clock in the morning and didn't sleep, just worried about this guy.

He even called Chen Dahong overnight, wanting to use Chen Dahong to guard against Martin.

I didn't expect Chen Dahong to come yet, Martin came first!

Zhang Baiming, this guy, not only colluded with the crutch boy and others, but also colluded with Monarch Andrew!

Yan Sheng was of course very nervous, and from the beginning of his calm and leisurely, he became a little manic and worried.

Having seen Martin's power, of course he didn't dare to take it lightly, and immediately turned hundreds of fists, three hundred and sixty degrees without dead ends, and blasted at Martin in all directions and coverage.

"Use the 'Internal Force Detection' mode." Martin muttered, his eyes flickering, numbers flickering in his blue pupils.

"Bang-"

Martin's body suddenly jumped to his feet, he jumped very high, a full ten meters, and almost disappeared into the night sky.

Those fists that seemed to have no dead ends in the direction were naturally empty.

"Bang-"

Another wind sounded, and Martin's body fell from the sky, smashing into the Yansheng like a cannonball.

Yan Sheng's eyes burned, and he once again condensed hundreds of fists, each punch was attached to the power of the Heavenly Dao Tyrant Fist, and blasted towards the robot Martin's body.

Of course, a fist the size of a truck could condense, but if it missed, Martin would be close to him.

Yan Sheng knew that Martin was a simple robot, and his combat power was indeed very strong, but he had no internal strength, so it was good not to let him get close to him.

Hundreds of fists covered the sky and blocked all of Martin's roads again.

Martin's eyes flickered, his body kept moving from fist to fist, and his feet were faintly erupting with flames, so he could adjust his direction in the air.

Even so, some fists hit him on the body.

"Ahh

Martin let out a terrible scream, and his face twisted into a ball of pain, as if he had been beaten unbearably.

But anyone who knows Martin knows that he is just a bionic reaction, and he doesn't actually feel any pain.

No matter how many punches hit him, he might fly away, he might scream, but he would never feel pain.

Against the countless fist shadows, Martin finally came to the body of Yan Sheng.

"Bang!"

Martin punched out like a meteor.

Yan Sheng had to fight head-on.

The first form of Heavenly Dao Tyrant Boxing, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!

"Boom!"

The fists intersected, Martin took a few steps back, and Yan Sheng's whole person flew out directly, slamming on the door of the Heart Cultivation Hall with a "bang".

Sure enough, it's not the opponent of this ghost robot!

However, Yan Sheng gritted his teeth, but quickly stood up, condensed countless fist shadows again, and struck towards Martin.

Martin followed his old routine, weaving through countless fist shadows, trying to attack the Flame Saint in close quarters.

……

Ross Continent, Moko City.

A scientific research center.

Monarch Andrew stared at a large screen in front of him, his expression becoming more and more excited.

Following Martin's line of sight, he could see the entire Sacred Palace.

Seeing Martin finally be together with the Flame Saint War, Monarch Andrew was so excited that he almost danced.

"Kill, just kill ......" Monarch Andrew laughed happily: "Yan Sheng, Yan Sheng, even if you are a god, what if you run into a god, it's not a dead end when you run into my robot?" ”

Professor A used the computer to check Martin's movements and physical condition at any time.

……

Upper Beijing, outside the Holy Palace.

A large group of people crackled around them, and it was the three clans and the major commanders who sensed the movement of the Holy Palace.

However, the gates of the Holy Palace were closed.

The shouts of killing kept coming, but everyone was trapped outside the door.

"What's going on?"

The heads of the upper three clans and the handsomes looked at each other.

At this moment, those guards who were originally guarding outside the Holy Palace finally recovered from the state of "soft muscles".

The captain recounted what had happened.

"Zhang Jiaotou?!"

Of course, everyone was surprised, but they didn't expect that this turmoil was initiated by Zhang Baiming.

"Quick, open the door!" Cui Minggui shouted anxiously.

"No, we tried it just now, the door is locked from the inside, Zhang Jiaotou is too familiar with this place......" The captain was worried.

Cui Minggui glanced up at the high walls of the Holy Palace.

Although the walls of the Holy Palace were very high, they were still difficult to stop a few of their family masters and some masters.

But the problem is that the high walls are covered with high-voltage electricity, and it is simply impossible to force it through with your physical body!

——Since Tianjun, Chen Dong and the others made a big fuss, Yan Sheng began to arrange it like this.

The Holy Palace, known as the first forbidden place in the world, how can it be so easy to break in!

"Try to break down!"

Cui Minggui shouted, and immediately unleashed his Huangquan palm and slapped towards the door with a "boom".

Seeing this, Luo Yi and Qu Hongcai also used their housekeeping skills one after another, and they blasted over one after another.

The masters of the upper three clans and the major marshals also followed suit, attacking the door with a "boom".

Of course, the marshals were not idle, and they took out their pistols and shot at the door.

It's a pity that this door is too strong, and it is made of very special materials, not to mention bullets and energy, even missiles may not be able to blast open!

This is true not only of this gate, but also of the walls of the Holy Palace.

Yan Sheng set up such a strong barrier, originally to prevent the invasion of foreign enemies, but now the enemy did not defend against it, but blocked the reinforcements from the door!

Everyone was anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

……

In the Holy Palace.

The battle has come to a fever pitch.

The thirteen holy guards fought together with the masters of the righteous and evil paths, and the scene was extremely chaotic, with the wounded and the dead on both sides.

Song Weiguo, the captain of the third team of the Holy Guard, had an extremely complicated heart, on the one hand, he was the Yan Sheng, whom he had to be loyal to, and on the other hand, he had many friends from Chen Dong and the sloppy Taoists.

If he could, of course he wanted to make peace.

But he didn't have the ability.

At the moment of the war, the scene is chaotic, and no one has this ability!

The other side.

The battle between the robot Martin and the Flame Saint is almost coming to an end.

In fact, Yan Sheng is not so vulnerable, but he is also enlightened, so he will not be beaten and powerless.

Both he and Martin have suffered quite a few injuries.

However, his injuries are real, and if he is injured, he is really injured, and his combat effectiveness is constantly declining and weakening.

Martin was a fake injury, although Martin also bled a lot, as long as the internal parts were not damaged, it was equivalent to no injuries at all.

Seeing that Yan Sheng was about to be unable to support it, Martin rushed towards him again.

"It's over, Yan Sheng!"

Martin let out a loud shout and slammed his fist at Yan Sheng.

With this punch, Martin used ten percent of his strength, intending to kill Yan Sheng in one fell swoop.

Yan Sheng knew that he couldn't resist it, and he knew that his life was going to stop here.

……

Ross Continent, Moko City.

A scientific research center.

"Kill, kill!"

Monarch Andrew's eyes were filled with excitement.