King Sam snorted lightly, rushed into an ancient chariot like lightning, and cut straw to kill several Dacheng kings.

The blood beads on the blade of the Chixiao Sword reflected the bloodthirsty brilliance in the sunlight.

"A bunch of waste"

He said disdainfully.

"He's a saint, set up quickly"

The golden-robed Dacheng King's eyes widened, and he roared like thunder.

Rumble!

Thousands of ancient chariots burst out with intense light at the same time.

In the void, a huge flame-like rune quickly formed.

The huge coercion was constantly released, as if a saint had arrived.

Whoosh...... Thousands of scorching lightsabers pierced the void and shot at Sam.

The power was so great that it tore a large area of space apart, making an earth-shattering sound.

King Sam held up the Divine Light of Body Protection and rushed forward with the Chixiao Sword in his hand.

Like an invincible meteorite, it burst through the lightsaber and crashed into the flame rune.

Embarrassingly, it didn't break.

King Sam's face turned red.

At this moment, the remaining twenty Dacheng kings used several holy soldiers and semi-holy soldiers.

"Nima, the belly and back are under attack"

King Sam did not have the calmness he had before.

Block while moving.

Forced to fall to the ground.

Cao Yi, who was watching the battle, had the urge to drag him down and beat him up.

It's a saint level anyway.

I've learned so many magic tricks.

Two clicks will not work.

"If you can't win, you don't have to come back"

Cao Yi threatened.

The tiger body of the king of Sam was shocked, and his desire to fight skyrocketed.

No longer dodging, he caught up, and with a sword, he split a demi-saint soldier in front of him into two pieces.

I got a hit on the head.

A wave of vertigo.

He cursed. stepped on the word secret, avoided the combined attack of the two holy soldiers, rushed to the front of the two Dacheng kings, and shot the head with a sword, shattering hundreds of soldiers and dozens of ancient chariots.

Immediately afterwards, he used his half-baked soldier to seize control of a holy soldier.

Three Dacheng kings and hundreds of soldiers were stoned to death.

Before he could rejoice, he was hit the back by a holy soldier.

Burst!

Spit out a mouthful of blood.

He was utterly furious.

The trigger is all secret, and the combat power skyrockets by 10 times.

In a moment's effort, five or six Dacheng kings were killed and wounded, and nearly a thousand soldiers were killed.

The flame rune unleashed a blow comparable to the third step of a saint, which was also broken by him head-on.

"Let's go"

The king of the golden robe was defeated with the remnants of the army and retreated in a hurry.

Below, the cheers of breaking through the clouds were heard from the Tiandu Mountain Range.

"The Mighty of the Saints"

"The Mighty of the Saints"

……

"Thank you, saints"

Li Qingwei flew up and bowed down with a grateful face.

King Sam nodded reservedly.

A teleportation returned to Cao Yi.

Poof, kneeling on the ground.

Ye Beixuan, who was sitting opposite, widened his eyes.

The saint actually knelt down for the senior brother.

Is it yourself crazy, or is the world crazy?

Cao Yi didn't even look at the king.

It's a shame.

Cultivated to a higher realm, and learned so many anti-heaven magic techniques.

It's like this.

"Dao Chief, I was wrong, I will definitely practice hard in the future"

Sam Wang is like a schoolboy who promises his parents to study hard.

"From today onwards, enter my inner world, and if you don't mention your combat power, you don't have to come out"

After Cao Yi finished speaking, a thought took King Shen into the inner world and accompanied him by Roaring Heaven.

Immediately afterwards, the black-clothed clone was sent in to educate the two of them about love.

Southern Regions, Source City.

The location of the Feather God Dynasty Fire Spirit War Department.

Looking at the hastily withdrawn army, the inhabitants of the whole city were shocked.

Someone actually provoked the Fire Spirit War Department, and it succeeded.

The strange look of the residents.

It makes the king of the golden robe who is in a bad mood even worse.

In a thought.

A dozen people turned into pieces.

As if trained, everyone bowed their heads.

The golden-robed Dacheng King snorted coldly, and entered the war department with more than a dozen Dacheng kings.

Go straight to the deepest part.

Soon came to a door of light that radiated wisps of holy might.

After playing the mantra, enter a fiery red magma world filled with daunting, high-temperature bubbles.

The hot air on his face, the stronger holy might, made the faces of the golden-robed Dacheng King and others red.

"You go and report to the saints"

The golden-robed Dacheng King said to a person beside him.

"Why did I go"

The man was not pleased.

There is a saint born in the fire spirit, but he is notoriously bad-tempered.

I heard that so many people died.

It is very likely that he will be slapped to death.

"Do you dare to disobey?"

The golden-robed Dacheng King said with a gloomy face.

"What about disobedience"

The man was undaunted.

Losing so many people, as the leader, the king of the golden robe, if he doesn't die, he has to lose half his life.

"You"

The king of the golden robe was very angry.

"Why don't you wait for the five demi-saints who went out to run errands to come back?"

It was proposed.

The golden-robed king showed a look of interest.

It is naturally best to solve this problem without alarming the saints.

Suddenly.

A terrifying aura crushed over.

Everyone lost the power to act in an instant.

Immediately after that, an indifferent woman's voice sounded: "What about the others? Why are there only a few of you?"

Worst!

Woke up this living ancestor.

The golden-robed Dacheng King replied stubbornly: "Back to the saint, everyone else is dead, killed by a saint"

Rumble!

The entire magma world almost didn't collapse all at once.

A saint-level fire spirit that resembles more flames than a human appears in the void, exuding a terrifying aura all over its body.

The golden-robed Dacheng King and all the Dacheng kings collapsed on the ground together.

"Why are you still alive?"

The Saint-Rank Fire Spirit spoke in a cold tone.

There was a wry smile on the face of the golden-robed king.

The Saint-level Fire Spirit reached out with a large flame hand.

The golden-robed Dacheng King screamed and turned into ashes.

Tiandu Mountains.

Xuanxin is authentic.

Li Qingwei calmly watched one disciple after another leave.

He doesn't blame these people.

It's a matter of time before the Xuanxin Authentic Sect is finished.

There is no need to bring so many people together for the funeral.

He took a step forward and appeared in front of Cao Yi.

"There is a saint-level fire spirit in the Fire Spirit War Department that has not been born in advance, and its combat power is equivalent to two or three ordinary saints, you and the saint hurry up and leave here, it will be too late."

He urged.

"Don't worry, I've got you covered"

Cao Yi is still the same as before.

Li Qing was slightly angry and walked away.

Cao Yi grabbed it, and more than 10 pieces of broken and complete King Divine Soldiers, several semi-holy soldiers, and holy soldiers appeared in mid-air.

These things were all left behind by the group of Dacheng kings just now.

Cao Yi didn't even look at it, and one after another melted into Yelu Gu's body.

"Pain"

The latter gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

"Hold on"

Cao Yi said.

Soon, the king's divine soldier and the half-holy soldier were fused, and it was the turn of the holy soldier.

Only melted into a little, and Yelu Zhigu couldn't stand the pain.

"Slow, slow, ah......"

She said intermittently.

Cao Yi had no choice but to slow down.

When the fusion was complete, Jeruzigu fainted.

Cao Yi looked at the blood marks on his right arm that Yelu Zhigu had grabbed with his hand just now, revealing a satisfied expression.