"Haha, it's been a long time for the old man to wait, a free dog thief!" The Cliffless Martial Saint strode out of the Shanhai Residence with his hands behind his back, looking at Shangguan Xiaoyao in mid-air.

The two half-step Divine Venerable's Continent Absolute Cultivators, one on top and one on the bottom, collided with each other's momentum. Although it was in a windless place, the people surrounding the mountains and seas were still so excited by the collision of the two momentum that they couldn't look at it directly.

"Li Xiaosheng!Li Hege!Li Yuezhong!Come out to help!" Behind Shangguan Xiaoyao, there was still a terrifying momentum of the ninefold peak of the Saint Realm in the spatial passage, and even the momentum on the four Saint Venerables present faintly retreated.

That terrifying aura shrouded the field again, and Shangguan Xiaoyao and the others once again saw the arrogance of the Cliffless Martial Saint who was the number one in the world, and at the same time, they also saw the hideousness behind him for the first time. At this time, the spatial passage behind Shangguan Xiaoyao showed signs of instability, and no matter how Xiao Ba saved it, it was useless, and the three Li family also found that they might not be able to return to the human world normally.

"Don't want to let those three dogs come back, free dog thief, I spent my hard work to lay out the overall situation of this ten thousand years, just waiting for you alone!" The waist of the Cliffless Martial Saint bowed slightly, and rushed straight towards Shangguan Xiaoyao's body, and the space passage in the air was completely closed with a finger stroke. "Come on, my Eight Dunjia is about to take shape today!"

Turning over and letting go of the Cliffless Martial Saint, Shangguan Xiaoyao slapped out the golden seal with his empty hand and shot straight at the back of the Cliffless Martial Saint.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that a figure stiffened the golden seal and staggered to the ground.

"Ao Zhantian, why are you?" Shangguan Yao looked at the figure sitting on the ground and vomiting blood with a complicated expression, and then stroked a breeze from his hand to blow away the injuries suffered by his golden seal. "The Netherworld Saint Venerable can clearly be injured by the Immortal Martial Saint, you don't want to take revenge, but you are in the same stream with him?"

The one who blocked the golden seal was Ao Zhantian, who was choked away by Feng Ba's words, and at this time, although Shangguan Xiaoyao had already expelled his injuries, there were still bursts of white and blue on his face.

"Shangguan Xiaoyao, all these charges must be added to you! If it weren't for you calculating my master, how could he go to the Tianyin Holy Land, and how could he let the Cliffless Martial Saint come out! Even if you give your life to the Cliffless Martial Saint, the Cliffless Martial Saint is a sword, and you are the murderer!" Ao Zhantian, who had a hideous expression, was still uncontrollable under the two half-step Divine Venerables, and was still furious, and he was approaching Shangguan Xiaoyao, who had regained his indifferent expression. "Come on, I want to prove with my own hands that the apprentices of the Nether Holy Venerable are never afraid to fight!"

The momentum of Ao Zhantian was instantly great, but the overflowing Yuan Force had a faint trace of blood, which diffused in everyone's senses.

In desperation, Shangguan Xiaoyao could only forcibly take his attack, and noticed the abnormality of the sudden increase in Ao Zhantian's strength: "Ao Zhantian! This secret technique was taught to you by the Cliffless Martial Saint?!"

Blood overflowed from the corners of Ao Zhantian's mouth, and blood-colored Yuan Li kept escaping from between his teeth: "Lao Tzu learned from the Wuya Martial Saint! I want to kill you, a villain! My master is buried in your hands, so you can go down and bury him!"

"Mirror!" Shangguan Xiaoyao pointed to the empty sky, forming a huge glazed reflective surface between him and Ao Zhantian.

The imposing Ao Zhan Tian ignored the official Yaoyao's defensive moves, and rushed straight towards this huge mirror that reflected the faces of everyone on the ground.

The figure of Ao Zhantian in the mirror also rushed towards him, and the momentary overlap made Ao Zhantian's eyes see the madness, blood redness, and endless evil thoughts in his eyes—but he couldn't see his former madness and proud and brave face.

Then the mirror shattered under his attack, and Ao Zhantian was shocked by the huge force from the mirror, and lost control of his body in a blur, and was about to return to the embrace of the earth.

Then, all the people in the Netherworld Holy Land below waved out the ribbons they had formed with Yuan Li in unison, and gently took down Ao Zhantian's unconscious body.

"Thank you for the grace of the Holy Venerable for not killing. The disciples and elders of the Netherworld Holy Land bowed in unison to the Shangguan Yaoyao, and left the empty city gate with the body of Ao Zhantian, and fled into the distance.

At this time, the monks surrounding below had already begun to evacuate, and the four Saint Venerables remained in place, and the barrier jointly propped up was spread out to isolate the cold and supreme faint divine aura on the bodies of Shangguan Xiaoyao and the Cliffless Martial Saint.

"Cliffless Martial Saint, you seem to be very happy to see us killing each other here?" Shangguan Xiaoyao raised his eyes that had been looking at the earth for a long time, and looked directly at the Cliffless Martial Saint with his back to the sun. "You've lost what a cultivator should have, and you can no longer be called a martial saint. ”

"If you say I'm not, it's not, haha! Shangguan Xiaoyao, what do you rely on to judge my superiority!" The black shadow of the Cliffless Martial Saint on the ground in the high place became more and more huge, and in the blink of an eye, it had already enveloped the city gate tower. "I'm a Cliffless Martial Saint on this continent for tens of millions of years!

There was a burst of coercion from the figure of the Cliffless Martial Saint who was only the size of a jade plate, and Shangguan Xiaoyao hurriedly beckoned back to Xiao Ba, who was holding the Spring and Autumn Jade Pot: "Spring and Autumn Jade Leaf, Time Barrier!"

In the loud bang, the ground shrouded by the shadow of the Cliffless Martial Saint suddenly sank more than half a zhang, and the city gate tower built by the jade pillar collapsed and flattened under the heavy pressure in an instant, and the whole was buried under the earth, and the little glazed tile at the top of the eaves still proved that this was the gate of Tianyang City.

"Cliffless old thief, how could these mortals below have disturbed you, why do you want to kill these people together!" Shangguan Xiaoyao glanced back slightly, and saw pools of blood and scarlet everywhere, and suddenly the green tendons on his forehead and eyebrows bloomed, and he yelled towards the Cliffless Martial Saint who had reached the Nine Heavens.

The eyelids of the Cliffless Martial Saint closed and opened, and Shangguan Xiaoyao's figure had already appeared above him, and a soul spear in his hand with a tiger roar and dragon roar pierced his chest.

Twisting around, the blue robe fell into the air with the tip of the spear rolled, and the Cliffless Martial Saint put away the hand knife that was still blazing, and looked at Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was holding a wooden pole: "What, the name of the Martial Saint can be picked up casually?"

Shangguan casually dispersed the wooden stick and pointed to the chest of the Cliffless Martial Saint: "Old thief, your chest is injured. ”

"Haha! Are you afraid of hurting the old man, Shangguan Xiaoyao, it's time for you to defend!" The Cliffless Martial Saint looked at Shangguan Xiaoyao with a rampant smile, and pounced on Shangguan Xiaoyao's chest with his other hand in a dragon claw style.

What he didn't expect was that Shangguan took the blow directly without dodging or dodging, and flew out into the distance along the strength of the dragon claw.

"The kid is so calculating!" The Cliffless Martial Saint was stunned for a moment, knowing that Shangguan Xiaoyao wanted to fly away from Tianyang City with him.

However, the Cliffless Martial Saint knew that the key to death of the Eight Dunjia in the hearts of the two of them was on each other, even if Shangguan Xiaoyao left so bluntly, he could only follow hard.

......

Seeing that the two gods had left in the sky, Feng Ba casually beckoned to the sawdust in the ground, and the three-story wooden pavilion of the Mountain and Sea Residence appeared again in a rumbling sound.

"Four Holy Venerables, come to Shanhaiju to heal their wounds, that guy has been led away by Shangguan Yao. Beckoning to the four Saint Venerables sitting cross-legged on the ground, Feng Ba hunched over and pulled out a piece of wood branch that looked very ordinary, constantly carving something on the ground. "It's time for them to come back, Shangguan Yaoyao alone can hardly be an enemy of the Cliffless Martial Saint. ”

The Tianyin Saint Venerable was holding the True Dragon Saint Venerable, who was seriously injured and unconscious under the pressure of the Cliffless Martial Saint Force, and he was about to enter the gate of the Mountain and Sea Residence all the way through the ups and downs.

"Wait a minute, the state of the four of you is ......" Feng Ba Mian, who was concentrating on drawing lines, suddenly raised his head and looked at the four injured Saint Venerables behind him. "The four of you, only the Tianyin Saint Venerable has rules on him?!"

Hearing Feng Ba's surprised words, the four Saint Venerables all stopped, and the Tianyin Saint Venerable looked at the face of the Cliffless Martial Saint suspiciously: "What's the matter, among our original six people, only me and the Netherworld Saint Venerable each have a rule, and the other four are just strong in strength." ”

At that time, the four of them saw that Feng Bamian's face changed instantly, and the speed of the magic circle in his hand suddenly accelerated: "Tianshaye! There are traces of the existence of rules in your meridians! It was that guy who took away your rules, if you add that rule of the Netherworld Saint Venerable, now the strength of the Cliffless Martial Saint is probably closer to the God Realm than I expected!"

One by one, the magic tricks were written from the inkless branches in Feng Bamian's hand, and the formation diagram was connected in a circle on the ground, and there were large characters like splashes of ink running through it, and the four Saint Venerables who had already ascended to the third floor looked at the huge magic circle, although there was not the slightest fluctuation of Yuan Force on it, it had already made them feel the vast divine aura.

"What is this to summon......" Tianyin Saint Venerable muttered in his mouth, and there was no longer the slightest expression on his face. "Could it be that the height of the Cliffless Martial Saint is already something we can't see through?"

Ying Sigong patted Tianyin Saint Venerable on the shoulder and pointed to the sky on the other side of the attic, only to see the black dome there under the sparkle of light, as if the gods were about to recreate a world in the world.

Yin Zhiyao felt the strong wind blowing from there, and couldn't help but sweat for Shangguan Yao.

"There...... Is Shangguan Xiaoyao already so powerful?" True Dragon Saint Venerable regained consciousness, and he also sensed Shangguan Xiaoyao's aura.

At this time, a nearby roar made everyone's heads return downstairs, and at this time, Feng Ba's large array had been carved, and there were bursts of familiar aura coming from above, as well as a thin pillar of light that reached the sky.

"It's coming back, the last hope on the continent. Gusts of wind came out of the magic array, and Feng Bamian had already seen the figures of Li Xiaosheng and the others emerge when his robe swayed.