Chapter 839: The Ninth Killing Saint

In the small world, outside the Bronze Immortal Palace, Ye Li's body turned into a long sword and suddenly rushed out of the middle of the Bronze Immortal Palace, after cultivating to reach the level of a god king, it was the first time he was forced to such an embarrassing situation.

For the things in the middle of the Bronze Immortal Palace, he was originally very ambitious, but after entering there, he found that he didn't have the ability to survive in the middle of the Immortal Hall at all.

Entering there, he only dared to feel that he had entered a hazy world, and in the next moment, he found that he was actually in a small world filled with chaotic airflow, and even there, he saw some Xuanhuang Qi.

Even now, when Ye Li tried his best to attack, he was only able to mobilize a little bit of the power of the chaotic airflow, and compared to the Xuanhuang Qi, I don't know how much it was worse.

So he only held on to the middle of the Bronze Immortal Hall for a moment, and then he had to leave, that is, this short moment made him to his current state of embarrassment.

Even, if it weren't for the fact that in the middle of his bronze tripod, there was a Xuanhuang Qi that could be mastered by him, he might not even have the ability to escape, and it would definitely be regarded as the most dangerous place he had ever encountered.

After being silent for a long time, Ye Li said softly, "You should try your best to understand the true meaning on the plaque, but don't enter the Bronze Immortal Hall by yourself, I'm afraid that even I don't have the ability to save you from there." ”

Ye Li didn't want to admit it, but he had to say his opinion on the existence in the middle of the Bronze Immortal Palace, whether this was immortal or not, it was not a place where he could set foot now.

And after being silent for a while, Ye Li said softly, "I will find a way to turn this place into a secret realm mastered by the Shaking Light Holy Land, and then you can leave!"

Between these words, Ye Li walked out of this small world directly, the spatial turbulence itself is a very special place, even ordinary martial saints do not dare to travel through this place, but this power is only a trivial matter for the current Ye Li.

In half a day, Ye Li had already passed directly through the spatial turbulence, but now although the Shaking Light Holy Land was reopened again, he didn't get much territory, so he could only choose a wasteland close to the Shaking Light Holy Land as the entrance to this small world.

It's just that the moment Ye Li stepped out of the spatial turbulence, a black light suddenly appeared, and then Ye Li's body shook slightly, and the sword qi that had always surrounded him spread out in front of this black light, and on Ye Li's body, a slender blood mark appeared.

For a strong man at the Martial Saint level, such a wound is nothing, even with a little power of the law of killing, but it has only been dissolved in an instant, and the scars on his body have also healed quickly.

It's just that Ye Li's expression is unprecedentedly dignified, and now in the middle of his perception, a silver-haired young man appeared not far from him, but before he made a move, Ye Li didn't even notice a little breath.

And he could feel that although there were some very special things on this young man's body, his breath was only at the level of the Saint King, although it seemed to be the incarnation of a certain powerhouse, the power he could rely on was really only at the level of the Saint King.

In the face of a strong man at the same level, Ye Li has never paid attention to it, this is the first existence that makes him feel jealous, although it is said that it is because of the advantage of assassination, but this power still makes Ye Li look at this one, and his eyes are a little more dignified.

And the young man noticed Ye Li's gaze, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he said softly, "It seems that you destroyed the Kongming Branch, but I'm a little curious, why did you bring that thing with you." ”

As the silver-haired young man spoke, a black bead appeared in Ye Li's hand, which was obviously a dead thing, but Ye Li seemed to be able to feel a killing intent in this bead that constantly impacted his own sea of knowledge.

This is what he found in the middle of the palace that belonged to Sharo, and it seemed to be a mark left by a certain strong man, relying on this bead, he could easily lock the place where the small world was.

In fact, Ye Li's speculation is that there is no problem at all, if it weren't for the silver-haired boy still having to face a little problem, he couldn't make a quick move, and after finding out that the small world had left its original position, he would have killed it directly.

But even so, the silver-haired boy still used a few of his doppelgangers to lock on to several places that he might reach after leaving the small world, and waited specifically for Ye Li's arrival.

The silver-haired young man in front of him is one of the clones of that one, although he only has the strength of the saint king level, the mastery and reference of the law is at the level of the deity, and the combat power is even better than that of some ordinary great saints.

Ye Li casually crushed the beads in his hand, and then said softly, "It seems that you should be the son of an old thing in Sharo, I have to say that you really have some ability, a clone can sneak attack me, but it's a pity, your deity didn't come, and I can't cut the grass and eradicate the roots!"

Between these words, Ye Li's body shook, although he said that the sneak attack of the silver-haired young man before made him suffer a small loss, but in the face of an existence that could exert his strength or the same level, even if the other party was the Great Emperor, it was impossible for him to retreat.

It's just that the silver-haired young man had an indifferent smile on his face, and said softly, "It's really not a loss to be a Tianjiao who has been singing all the way, it's really very courageous, no one has dared to say this to this seat for many years, remember, the person who killed you today is the ninth killing saint of Heavenly Court!"

Between these words, the silver-haired young man's body directly turned into a black shadow, although he said that the secret of the word was not created by himself, but the speed he showed was not inferior to Ye Li.

And in his hand, a slender long sword appeared, slashing through the air one after another strange traces, each time there was almost a substance of murderous aura rushing out, although it was impossible to hurt Ye Li, who had been prepared, but it also made Ye Li very uncomfortable.

can have such strength, because the Shano in front of him is the Tianjiao who has really grown up in the Heavenly Court, the ninth killing saint, which means that he ranks ninth in the history of the Heavenly Court.

Such an existence may not be able to appear in ten thousand years, and what he represents is that the status is second only to that of several quasi-emperor level elders in Heavenly Court, and even as long as he takes that step and becomes a quasi-emperor, it is a status that surpasses all the people in Heavenly Court.

When Sha Luo was young, he relied on the power of a curse so that almost no one in the upper echelons of the Heavenly Court dared to do anything to him, occupying one of the most important positions in the Heavenly Court.

And as Sha Luo is old and no longer has the strength he once had, those old opponents can still only watch him linger in the middle of a branch hall, just because he is Sha Nuo's father, those people don't dare to provoke the first person under the Heavenly Court Emperor.

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