Chapter 405: The Holy Road (3)

Sword Splash!

In the center of the Starlight Sword Qi Storm, the blue-haired figure danced wildly, curling upside down from it, shattering countless cloud waves, and slamming heavily on the stairs of the Holy Road, bursting out a large area of dazzling blood, embarrassed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Kill!" Mehal took a step forward, the sharp Xinghua sword light in his hand, entwined with the origin, and the black and white, strangled and pursued, not intending to give the blue and white figure any respite.

In fact, no!

"Choke!"

There was a huge earthquake in the internal organs, and the blue-haired and white-clothed young man who fell to the ground wanted to block it with a backhand sword.

"Whew!"

Blood sprayed.

How violent and sharp is the sword light of Mehal, the blue-haired and white-clothed youth, the horizontal block of this sword is like using an ordinary sword to resist the killing skills he casts, and the violent sword light directly pierces his heart.

Blood!

The blue-haired and white-clothed young man with a bookish air and a warm face was shattered, and there was a faint strangeness in his eyes. According to the normal state, it is absolutely impossible for him to be consumed all the fighting energy in his body and then be killed, you must know that the fighting energy of the earl level is strong, which is more than dozens of times that of the Golden Core Realm.

But the truth is so unexpected!

"Young Son of the Times, congratulations, on passing the fifth level of the Holy Path!"

Immediately after, in front of Mehal's eyes, on the holy road ahead, a gray-haired slender hair appeared.

This unprovoked figure stands on the holy road, with its own feet on the sun and moon, stretching the vastness of the galaxy, and the majesty of the sun, as if covering the whole world, gray has become the only one.

"But you, like Han Tian a thousand years ago, are not qualified to break through the sixth level, so the sixth level will not be opened to you!" said the gray-haired slender, "Your holy path is over!"

The current North Holy Court is standing at the peak of the Department Master, and the name is the Han Heaven Holy Lord.

"Level six?"

Mahal's heart shook slightly, this was the first time that he was said to be disqualified. However, there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky, although he has reached the level of the son of the times, he may not be the strongest existence.

Very calm silence!

"Maybe there is something unconvinced!" the gray-haired slender man said, "But the assessor of the sixth level of the Holy Road is already equivalent to the existence of the department master of the Great Power Realm, and this is only a test of the Golden Core Realm, and it is stronger when it is stronger!"

Hearing this, Mehal's eyes couldn't help but shoot a terrifying essence.

Is it possible that the Golden Core Realm is comparable to the Great Power Lord? Zeng Da personally felt the powerful level of Maihal, and he knew very well that even if the aftermath of the battle of the Great Power would be a terrifying storm of the extinction level.

The Golden Core Realm can not be said to be able to defeat, even if it is impossible to resist, even if it is him now!

"Outside, this generation of Han Tian Holy Lord will recognize your identity. The gray hair was slender, and there was no much explanation, "From now on, you are from the Northern Holy Court, an elite-level mentor!"

"Please!"

The gray-haired slender pointed, and Maihar, who had not yet felt any power, rippled in the space around him, and with the great power of transforming heaven and earth, he disappeared on the holy road for no reason, and was expelled into the outside world.

"Actually..."The gray-haired slender muttered, a face that no one could see clearly, looking down at the lower end of the holy path, "I don't believe it either, a Golden Nuclear Energy War Master, but... Who can tell what the future holds?"

The holy road twists and turns, and the clouds converge, turning the entire holy road hazy and uninhabited...

In front of the Holy Road Passage, a few days have passed, and the third guide, the guide of the Qin Xuan Assessment Domain, has already left in disgrace, standing with a group of peak-level mentors, and if he is not careful, he may be wiped out by venting his anger, and after waiting for such a long time, almost all of these mentors have already left without staying.

Only a group of peerless powerhouses in the late Earl-level were left behind, aimlessly, waiting here.

When the gray-haired and slender figure of Mahar was invited out of the holy road, what appeared in front of him was outside the light gate of the holy road, and a group of Mehar who were tirelessly waiting for him who might have fallen into the holy road.

"Inform the instructors!"

One by one, the peerless powerhouses of the earl level reacted.

"Wow!"

Behind him, the ripples rippled, like a shadow skyrocketing, magnified dozens of times, showing a terrifying black shadow that was wide and covering the void, and the cold and cold meaning spread, and he suddenly raised the inscription black sickle in his hand.

Guiguzi shot directly!

Now is the time to demand heat energy essence blood, in the face of malicious people, there is only a big killing, even if it is Mahal, he will never oppose it, such a thirsty approach, and there is no burden.

"Bang!!"

The black sickle of the inscription rolled up a circle of spreading ripples, sweeping and smashing on the stretched light of the source god, like the collision of mountain brute beasts, shocking the late-stage powerhouses of the earl with dull eyes, and everyone was godless overnight.

"Boom!!"

An earth-shattering loud noise rang out.

The dome trembled inside and outside, and I saw that the layers of Yuan Qi and the sea of clouds were rolling, tearing and breaking like a hole and a crack, wide and distinct opening. The sky is like a fight, a pitch-black, slaughtering, bloody, and slaughtering terrifying ship, from this huge sky dome, emerges the tip of the iceberg of hideous coldness.

The strong qi lock around Mehal's body also reached a strong pole at this time.

"It's the Flying Cloud!"

In front of the Holy Mountain, the countless powerhouses patrolling in and out raised their heads one after another, all gasping coldly, their faces were shocked, and among the powerhouses who came in and out of the Northern Holy Court, there were still some people who could know the battleship in front of them.

All of a sudden, in the majestic holy mountain where a giant beast was lying horizontally, there were also countless strong people who were moved.

"The Northern Court Battleship?"

The long sword in his hand was bleeding, and Mehal's gaze shifted from the broken body of the late earl to the heavenly dome. muttered, the crisis in his heart suddenly climbed to the top, and the alarm jumped.

The Northern Holy Court battleship Feiyun is by no means a thing used to bluff people or scary

However, now he is already regarded as half of the elite mentor of the Northern Holy Court, and he is the kind of person who is Liang Zhu in the Northern Holy Court, if he wants to kill him, unless the Han Heavenly Holy Lord of the Northern Holy Court does not come forward at all.

"Mole ant, how far have you walked the holy path?"

On the battleship of the Northern Sacred Court Feiyun, a cold voice came out, asking Mehal.

In front of the entire holy mountain, there was a complete dead silence, and following the voice, one by one, the strong men fell their eyes on the silver-haired Maihar, and the bloodied long sword in his hand, with strange eyes.

It seems that this person has provoked the entire Feiyun and the master of the warships in it?

"Mole ants?" Mehal muttered with a slight jump in his eyebrows, but replied directly, "Elite Mentor!"

Elite Mentor!

The voice was not loud, it was the words of a powerhouse of the Golden Core Realm, and it resounded with penetrating power throughout the audience, resounding in the ears of the strange powerhouses in front of the Holy Mountain, as well as the tip of the iceberg of the huge Saint Court battleship.

"You're not funny!" On the Feiyun battleship, there was a roar of anger and laughter, "Or do you think that you have passed the assessment of one or several levels and officially become a disciple of the Northern Holy Court, you think that I dare not kill you!"

. (To be continued.) )