Calamity Chapter 232: All the saints exist, appearing one after another
"Well, since you don't welcome me, then I'll leave. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
Luo Guchen raised his eyebrows, then shook his head, he was just trying to test it, and he didn't have much hope.
"Stop."
As soon as the Lord of the Ten Thousand Flowers Palace finished speaking, the black-robed man made a move, blocking the space in an instant.
Luo Guchen just smiled, and then his body disintegrated, turning into a plush of light and dissipating.
"It's just a phantom, who is he? Didn't they hold on, and let the other monks break in? ”
The Lord of the Ten Thousand Flowers Palace thought that he had seen through Luo Guchen's doppelganger technique, and then he was puzzled.
Somewhere in the middle world, Luo Guchen sighed, it was naturally impossible for him to go to the main body, and the ones who appeared in front of the Wanhua Palace Lord and the others were all light clones.
"The demonic qi is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that there is a weak will in it."
Demon Yan Yue said.
"That's it, let's get out of here first, and find a place where the demonic qi is weak."
Luo Guchen stepped out and disappeared into the space.
The demonic energy had eaten away at his body, already making his skin faintly black.
"If I had known, I wouldn't have come in."
Silver complained.
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At this moment, outside the middle world, above the hundreds of millions of miles of void in the giant wilderness domain, there was a sudden spatial distortion, and after returning to normal, a group of long-haired snow-white beings appeared, each with an incomparably huge aura, as if a great sun shining on the world, exuding endless brilliance.
"Just ahead, let's go."
Mo Xi took out the deduction array disk and glanced at it, and then turned into a light in one direction to break through the space.
The other people of the Light followed, breaking through the sky one after another, and in an instant, they swept hundreds of millions of miles away.
The passage of the Middle World spans the sky, like a trace of the sky.
The battle has ended, and the monks of the three major forces are really not covered, not only intercepting all the monks, but also achieving a great victory, killing the scattered cultivators without leaving a piece of armor, and fleeing in fear.
It's just that they have also suffered a lot of injuries, and they are sitting in the void, healing with elixir.
"Alert."
Suddenly, there was a peak existence of the king who roared, he felt cold all over his body, this is the sixth sense warning, although there is nothing abnormal now, but he just thought about it for a while, and guessed that there was a strong person rushing towards this side.
Moreover, it is a strong man that he cannot match.
All the monks were stunned for a moment by this roar, and then quickly became vigilant.
But at this time.
Rumble!
The space in front of him exploded, and before the space debris could be splashed away, it suddenly came to a standstill, and then flowed back and returned to its original state.
"Control the space, control it at will, this is the power of the demi-saint, is it the demi-saint who uses the way of space."
The peak monk of the king trembled, and the other monks also thought of this, and their faces changed greatly.
Almost at the moment when the space was restored, the Radiant Portal appeared, and one by one the beings stepped out, and the aura on each of them was terrifying, suppressing a large domain.
In their every move, there is a rhyme flowing, and heaven and earth are blessed.
The existence of any one of these groups made the monks of the three major forces feel as small as ants.
"This is a demi-saint! No, this is the coercion of the saints. ”
The peak of the king was stunned, starting from the great power, every realm is very different.
The cultivation of a saint can kill thousands of kings with a single breath.
"How can this be, the news that came out before is just that it may be the trace of the emperor immortal, how can a group of saints come directly."
Feng Wang Feng couldn't figure it out.
"The power of the Emperor Immortal?"
Patriarch Mo Xi frowned and beckoned, "Let's go, let's go in." ”
As for the monks of the three major forces on the side, they were directly ignored.
The monks of the three major forces did not dare to stop it, they all knew that blocking was just looking for death, and the saints existed, let alone a group, even they could not afford to provoke them.
Mo Xi took the Clan of Light Saint and stepped into the passage of the Middle World filled with demonic energy.
"This world."
As soon as he entered, Mo Xi frowned, and then told the clansmen, "Be careful." ”
The existence of the Emperor Immortal is the existence of the last realm, they are saints, but in front of the Emperor Immortal, they are no different from ordinary monks.
"Roaring ......"
"Whew......"
"Groaning ......"
Suddenly, a loud roar resounded between the heavens and the earth, the void shook, and the wave of demonic energy shook a monstrous tsunami, but for the middle world, it was just some ripples.
Mo Xi looked over, the pupils in his eyes were hidden, and countless filaments of light were entangled and flipped, as if he had seen through the infinite distance.
"It's the skeleton of a strong man who has been eroded by demonic energy, what kind of place is this, there is the power of the emperor immortal, as well as the weird demonic qi and the bones of the strong."
Mo Xi was puzzled, thousands of guesses flashed in her heart in an instant, but they were all rejected by her in the end.
"Leave that alone, we'd better find that one first."
Inspector No. 1 said lightly.
"Yes, let's go."
Mo Xi came back to his senses, bowed his head slightly, and followed the instructions of the deduction array, and was about to rush towards Luo Guchen's position.
And yet at this moment......
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Outside the middle world, after a group of saints entered the small world, all the monks secretly breathed a sigh of relief and eased their frightened hearts.
Although they all wondered why a group of saints had come here, they didn't investigate it in detail.
That's it, who is tired of living and dares to come forward and ask.
"My lord, what should I do?"
A monk stepped forward and glanced at the world passage in his eyes, and the meaning was clear.
They were the monks who stayed at the entrance of the three major forces, but now, a large group of monks were allowed to enter, and each of them was a saint cultivator.
This is not a dereliction of duty, but a complete dereliction of duty.
"Don't worry, this is a group of saints, and judging by the appearance, it is still a race or power, so it is understandable that we didn't stop it."
The peak monk of the king comforted his subordinates like this, but he didn't know the bottom in his heart.
Rumble!
Suddenly, heaven and earth were enveloped by a momentum, and the monks of the three major forces all felt a heavy pressure appear on their backs.
In fact, this is an illusion, a psychological illusion.
The void cracked, and a dozen graceful figures appeared.
They are the saints of the Holy Maiden Gate, or dressed in white and snow, or red cloth and gauze, or water blue spirit skirts, or ......
They are of different races and very different in appearance, but each of them has a serious face.
"The saints of the Holy Maiden Gate exist."
Feng Wang Feng and the other monks are almost numb, this has just left a group of saints, and another group of saints has come, can it be said that the current saints are so big cabbage?
"Well to all the saints."
Feng Wang Feng stepped forward to salute.
"What's going on here? How can there be a saint's breath? ”
A saint frowned, the saint aura remaining in the void was too strong, and it seemed that there was more than one saint breath.
"This ......"
Feng Wang Feng smiled bitterly, and then recounted what he saw.
"What? There is actually a group of saints, all of whom are of the same race? ”
The faces of all the saints changed, "We rushed to the news as soon as we got the news, how could they be faster than us." ”
Feng Wang Feng was cautious and did not dare to answer.
"Let's go, let's see each other."
The red-clothed saint waved his sleeves and led a group of saints into the Middle World.