Even if they are Saint Clan Patriarch-level figures, the existence of the late stage of the Great Sage, but Feng Xuan has the strength of a battleable Saint King, so naturally they are not comparable to them.

Under the oppression of the army that is several times more powerful than the underworld, the forces of the main god pavilion are constantly being damaged, and even the existence of the great sage level has begun to fall, after all, the number of the great sages of the human race participating in the war is only about ten, on the other hand, there are more than twenty in the underworld, which is naturally a one-sided situation.

Often a great sage needs to deal with at least two underworld saint existences, among them, there are many existences on the underworld holy list, and it is naturally not surprising that there will be a human race great sage fall.

On the other hand, Zuo Feng and Xiahou Lie felt the blood in their hearts, every great sage powerhouse, that is the most valuable resource of all forces, at the peak level of the Canglan Realm, it is extremely difficult to cultivate, and the fall of one is the most significant loss, but today, they have fallen one after another, how can this keep them calm again!

"Mo Lingxuan, you still don't want them to stop! Do you want to lead the army of the underworld to destroy the Canglan Realm?"

Zuo Feng's eyes were about to split, and he yelled at Mo Lingxuan, the more the powerhouses of their various forces fall in this battle, the overall strength of the Canglan Realm will be weakened by one point, which is extremely unfavorable to the overall situation of the entire human race.

Zhuge Xiong, Luo Jiyue and the big figures also frowned slightly, as if they were in thought, although the Xiahou Holy Clan was self-inflicted, but the fall of many strong people in all of them was indeed a big weakening of the overall strength of the Canglan Realm.

However, after thinking about it, since Mo Lingxuan was able to order these Nether powerhouses to start a war, he should also have this terrifying power firmly in his own hands.

Mo Lingxuan's character, they are very clear, if it is not for others to offend him, with his temperament, he does not disdain to take the initiative to trouble others.

Besides, the Flowing Fire Lady of the Void Heaven and Ghost Dragons is here, and they can't do anything.

"As I said, you can't represent the human race of the Canglan Realm, don't be too presumptuous. ”

At the same time, the seductive figure of the fiery enchanted person also descended in front of Zuo Enshrined again, casting a cage that burned the void with a dark glass pure fire, trapping him in it.

Zuo Feng shouted, and an incomparably huge and majestic light and shadow law body appeared behind him in an instant, it was his Saint Yuan law body!

Out of the Dharma body, Zuo Enshrined was constantly trying to break this dark glass cage, but it didn't work at all.

With a wave of the fiery jade hand, the infinitely cold and domineering dark glass pure fire suddenly formed a sharp sword, escaping from every space around it, and stabbing towards the Saint Yuan Dharma Body enshrined on the left.

Even though the Saint Yuan Law Body of the Saint King is indestructible and extremely powerful, it still looks more and more dim under the attack of the fire, as if it is about to be shattered, and the aura of the Zuo Offering is also becoming more and more sluggish, obviously it has reached the end of the strong crossbow!

"Flowing Fire Lady, you can't kill this king! I am the worship of the Canglan Realm Divine Pavilion, if you kill me, my god will definitely send down the wrath of the gods, even if it is you, you still can't afford it!"

Feeling the strong threat to his life, Zuo Xian's face was almost crazy, and he shouted at Huo Mei, there was no majesty of the existence of the Holy King at all.

Death is not terrible, the existence of a holy king such as Zuo Feng has far exceeded the ordinary mortal martial arts level, and it is already extremely difficult to be killed.

Even if the body is destroyed and the holy soul is executed, as long as there is a trace of it remaining, there is still hope that it can be reborn.

However, Zuo Feng is very clear that in front of the Flowing Fire Lady in the late stage of the Holy King and the extremely domineering and weird Dark Glass Pure Fire, he is probably not as simple as an ordinary fall, it is very likely that he will be directly destroyed, and not even a trace of the Holy Soul will be saved!

And in the face of ashes, even if he is as strong as the Holy King, it is still difficult to calm down!

"The fall of an ant, how can the gods of the Canglan Realm care?"

Huo Mei smiled coldly, her smile was attractive, but it made Zuo Xian's heart only endlessly chill.

At the same time, her eyes also looked at Mo Lingxuan's side, as if with a hint of inquiry.

Obviously, whether Zuo worships kill or not, it all depends on Mo Lingxuan's intentions.

But seeing that Mo Lingxuan's eyes were still unwavering, he still confided a cold voice in response to the fiery inquiry: "Kill!"

This voice, like a real supreme magic sound, made everyone's hearts tremble suddenly, and they looked at the flame enchantment in the void, and even held their breath.

Because, they all want to know, is the Holy King really going to fall here today?

Mo Lingxuan's words were like the supremacy of Huo Mei, which made her suddenly understand, stretched out her jade hand, and directly condensed a dark purple fire lotus in the palm of her hand.

The Dark Glass Pure Fire was beating, exuding terrifying fluctuations.

This fire lotus looks ordinary, but Zuo Feng knows that it undoubtedly has the power to destroy the world!

"Boom..."

Without the slightest hesitation, with a wave of the fiery jade hand, he directly knocked out this fire lotus, and everywhere it passed, everything was burned, even if the power of the law could not exist in the slightest!

"No, you can't kill me!"

Zuo Feng roared again, converging all the remaining strength of the Holy Yuan Law Body on the fist, and the huge Holy Fist blasted out with a punch, shattering the void, directly colliding with the terrifying fire lotus, and erupting into an incomparably terrifying fluctuation, as if the world was destroyed!

"Bang bang..."

But in the end, the Saint Yuan Dharma Body enshrined by Zuo still began to crumble inch by inch, all of which were shattered under this fire lotus.

On the other hand, he himself was also blurred by the bloody power of this terrifying power, lying in a pool of blood, with only one breath remaining.

The fiery figure flickered and landed on the ground, wanting to give him the final blow.

"Let him go. ”

But at this moment, there was a sudden violent fluctuation in the heavenly dome, and a terrifying force descended to temporarily force Huo Mei back.

Immediately, an invincible middle-aged man's phantom descended directly on the void, like a god, extremely majestic.

And that voice seemed to come from nine heavens away, which was extremely shocking.

"Pavilion Master, it's the Pavilion Master's Holy Thoughts that have descended!"

"The pavilion master of the main god pavilion is known as the strongest of our human race in the Canglan realm, although it is rumored to be in the late stage of the Holy King, but perhaps no one knows what his true cultivation is!"

"Naturally, it is even more powerful than the rumors! Otherwise, how could the Pavilion Master force the Purgatory Lady to retreat with a holy thought? With him coming, things will take a turn for the better!"

In an instant, someone was shocked, and at the same time, there was a faint sense of hope in his heart.

Mo Lingxuan's actions made them extremely disgusted, and they wished that someone could 'bring him to justice'!

(End of chapter)