The dragon turtle touched the realm of the saint, and could resist the coercion emanating from the saint's unconscious, but under the saint's full strength, the dragon turtle roared angrily, but the body struggled forward, as if there was a layer of non-existent diaphragm in front of it, and the eyes of the palace master of the sword palace were slightly open, which contained earth-shattering sword intent, and it faintly echoed with the huge sword qi in front of him.

In this battle of saints that has long ended, she finally joined, and in this battle of saints whose time has disappeared, she wants to reverse a fact, to reverse an established history, to change the situation of the war, to subvert everything that has been, this is her path to ascension, and it is the holy way that she touches and believes in.

This will turned into sword intent, combined with her realm, combined with the truth of the saint she touched, and let him give birth to a shocking attack hidden like thunder, even if it was not issued, it was enough to shock everything, the invisible diaphragm suddenly shattered, the dragon turtle advanced again, and the sword palace master slowly closed his eyes again.

And the sword intent in the distance seemed to sense something, and instantly began to attack, and a loud collision sounded, the earth crashed, the mountain peak collapsed, the fire phoenix broke its wings, and the giant dragon broke its tail.

"Sword Ancestor, you finally can't hold it back, it seems that this saint's guess is good, you really only have the power of a sword." The words of the saint are magnificent and magnificent, the coercion of the saint is the will of time, he does not know what happened in the chaotic world, only that the will of the saint has been crushed, and the sword ancestor is unexpectedly difficult, so he has to go all out, this battle of the saint is finally coming to an end.

"Immortal Emperor, all the saints will eventually return, Zixia Palace will eventually reopen, this way can be eliminated, but after the return of all saints, the pseudo-saints will be false after all, why can't you see through this." The voice of the Sword Ancestor was very old, but the majesty was still there, and there was no trace of serious injury, nor could he see the power of only one sword.

In the battle of the saints, the sword palace master and the dragon turtle continued to move forward, and the sword intent on the sword palace master was constantly nurturing, until the saint's strange appearance could no longer be concealed, the sword intent was so conspicuous in this space, echoing with the sword intent in the distance, the heavens and the earth were humming, and the world was shaken by the sharp sword qi.

There was a pause in the battle of the saints, and the dragon turtle, the palace master of the Sword Palace, and Wang Sheng all felt a look of sight, "It's you little girl, it's not bad to get to this point, but your temperament is as arrogant as your ancestor, if you don't let go of this arrogance, the realm of the saint seems to be in front of you, but it's actually the edge of the sky." ”

The saint of the Immortal Emperor was not annoyed, he looked at the three of them lightly, and in the sight of the three of them, at the same time, an imperial figure wearing a golden imperial robe and a nine-layer high crown appeared, his face was shrouded in jade light, but after the jade light, he was a clear middle-aged man, with a square face and a wide forehead, not angry and self-righteous, he held an imperial seal in his hand, which vibrated gently in the air, and it was surrounded by nine huge golden dragons, sealing a space, and countless spiritual lights were born, this spiritual light is the light of hope is the light of life.

And the moment he saw this immortal emperor, he would only think that the other party was the real emperor, a person worthy of worship and reverence and fighting for his whole life.

However, this artistic conception is just a moment of trance, for Wang Sheng, who has already come into contact with the will of the saint and even has a third-step change in his body, it is just like a breeze blowing on his face, and when he gets closer, he is directly cut by the sword intent.

"You shouldn't have come, girl." Sword Ancestor's old voice sighed.

The palace master of the Sword Palace opened her eyes, she already had the slightest sword intent and will, only a firm and complicated look, she stepped forward and stepped away from the back armor of the dragon turtle, the dragon turtle rotated in place and became a huge black palace, suppressing it in the distance, and the sword intent exploded in the distance, and the whole world was full of edge, as if facing the ice and snow, the black huge palace suppressed down, such as turning into a black sky, this black sword palace burst out with stronger power at this moment, pressing down from above.

The palace master of the Sword Palace was under this black sky, stepping forward, and a wave of wind Brother Ma's sword intent rushed into the sky, clearing everything in front of him, and killing the emperor-robed figure with countless small sword intents, she was going to devour the saint with one move!

"This sword is very good, it has the power of your ancestor sword ancestor Sancheng, but it is far from enough for this saint."

The middle-aged man in the emperor's robe gently stretched out his finger and pointed at the golden dragon seal, the golden dragon chanted and vibrate, and the nine golden dragons fused together, turning into a huge golden dragon and pounced down, the dragon scales were bright, the dragon's eyes were like the eyes of a saint not angry and self-threatening, the dragon's claws were like a blade of ice and cold and devouring people, and the dragon's tail shook like heaven and earth pressed down, suppressing the peerless.

This golden dragon is a saint, and it is also a blow from a saint with all his strength.

The sword intent and the sword intent were about to collide, but I saw a finger swelling and becoming obscure, pointing at the center of the golden dragon's eyebrows, the space was stunned, and the whole world was stunned, and then a little crack appeared in the center of the golden dragon's eyebrows, which shattered before the sword intent came, and the sword intent enveloped the palace master of the sword palace through it, as if it was the sword intent of the sky that smashed it.

The fingers disappeared, and instead Wang Sheng's figure stepped up, flying further up, in the field of vision, the purple huge palace appeared again, suspended in the air, suppressing all things, suppressing the world, at this moment, the door of the purple palace suddenly opened, revealing the light of the black hole in it, just to see a crystal river of time around a crystal jade plate, on the jade plate, it seems that there is a whole world, history, there are countless scenes, the moment you see it in the sight, in the eyes of Wang Sheng alone, A figure of a Taoist appeared on the jade plate, dressed in a jade-colored Taoist robe.

This is the Yupan Daoist!

"Zixiao Palace!"

Huo Ran, the Immortal Emperor who had always been indifferent, raised his head, his face changed greatly, and he didn't look at Wang Sheng, who was smashing his golden dragon with a finger, but looked at the gate of Zixiao Palace that was open, and the looming jade plate in it, he couldn't see the figure, only saw that Zixiao Palace was empty.

"Zixiao Palace is no longer holy! The teacher is gone! The Immortal Emperor's heart shook, but he didn't expect this long-standing rumor to finally be confirmed at this moment, "The saints are also gone." ”

The Sword Ancestor didn't take advantage of this moment to attack, because he also saw all this, and saw the saints who should have appeared with the reappearance of Zixiao Palace, and everything was gone, including the teacher who had existed for countless years and was feared by the Chaos Demon God.

"Sword Ancestor, hope is cut off, there are signs of transformation in Zixiao Palace, all the saints have fallen into the Dao, and the teacher is not low in the Mandate of Heaven after all, and has turned into a Dao." The Immortal Emperor showed sadness on his face, without the slightest support, he had the highest respect for the teacher from beginning to end, and the teacher was his relative.

"The dignified Immortal Emperor actually believes in the Mandate of Heaven, and the more he cultivates, the more he goes back, if the teacher hears you say this, he will definitely regret that he was a disciple of you, and he will clean up the portal himself." There was finally emotion in Sword Ancestor's voice.