"Hehe, old fellow, don't say I won't give you a chance!"

"If you are willing to surrender to this seat. ”

"This seat can not only help you lift the Beastmaster Blood Curse in your body, but also make your cultivation closer to the realm of transforming gods. ”

The black-robed man looked at the Holy Lord of Prajna indifferently and said with an arrogant expression.

"Hmph, let me be a monster like you, no human and no ghost?"

The Holy Lord of Prajna mocked mercilessly.

When the black-robed man and his subordinates heard this, their faces sank, and everyone's eyes were full of boiling killing intent.

"I'm also the lord of the Holy Land, how can I be in the company of these ghosts?"

"There has always been only a holy lord who died in battle, and there has never been a holy lord who surrendered. ”

The Holy Lord Prajna spoke in a higher and higher tone, until at the end, it could almost be said that he was roaring.

His whole body was full of radiance, like a sun, releasing an immortal radiance.

The next moment, a terrifying aura erupted from him, shaking 'Wan Wanzhong' and a dozen of his subordinates away.

Seeing this, all the Holy Land Martial Cultivators roared excitedly, their faces full of excitement.

"Transform the divine infant in your body and burn the power of your blood, you are determined to die today!"

'Wan Yuanzhong' was unmoved, he put his hands behind his back, and looked coldly at the Holy Lord of Prajna who was breathing up on the other side.

Hearing his words, the smiles on the faces of all the martial cultivators in the Holy Land suddenly froze, and their faces were full of horror and despair.

Self-transforming the divine infant in the body, burning the power of the blood, this is almost a determination to die, even if the powerhouse of the ruin realm comes, he can't save the Holy Lord of Prajna.

All the martial cultivators of the Holy Land, at that moment, all set their eyes on the Holy Lord of Prajna.

The entire Prajna Holy Land exuded an aura of desolation.

"Come, let me see how far you can go, this demon's crooked way. ”

If the Holy Lord's battle intent soared into the sky, there was no fear at all, and he burst out with peak combat power and rushed towards the 'Ten Thousand Yuan' in the sky.

Thundered!

......

The terrifying energy made this piece of heaven and earth tremble.

After transforming into a divine infant and burning the power of blood, the strength of the Holy Lord of Prajna is infinitely close to the realm of ruins.

From a distance, he looked like a blazing sun, exploding in the sky, emitting a terrifying shockwave that made the entire Holy Land tremble.

"The old guy is looking for death!"

However, just when everyone in the Holy Land was expecting the Holy Lord of Prajna to kill 'Ten Thousand Dollars'.

A petite figure appeared on the top of the huge dragon's head, directly facing the Holy Lord of Prajna.

Roar!

The boundless blood-colored energy condensed in the hands of that petite figure, turning into a peerless fierce tiger, stepping through the clouds and slaughtering towards the Holy Lord of Prajna.

At this moment, the tiger roared through the heavens and the earth, like a fierce beast in the wilderness, extremely powerful and domineering.

"Instant kill!"

The Holy Lord didn't dare to be careless, so he took out his best magic weapon as soon as possible and slashed towards the fierce tiger that was coming to kill.

"Boom!"

The terrifying sword ray, hundreds of zhang long, pierced through the void and pierced the sky, as if it was a divine punishment that landed from above the heavenly dome, and slashed at the fierce tiger.

"Roar!~"

The fierce tiger roared angrily, and the momentum exploded, exuding a terrifying ferocity.

The Holy Lord Prajna looked incredulous.

Because he found that with the full strength of his sword just now, he couldn't repel the evil tiger in front of him......

The other party still swooped down on him, slamming his body down into the Prajna Sacred Palace below.

"Holy Lord......

"Holy Lord......

Everyone in the Holy Land suddenly exclaimed, they couldn't believe that the strongest person in this world was so vulnerable, and was injured by a mysterious person on the other side.

"Hahaha, old fellow, the difference in strength between you and me is too big, you better stop resisting fearlessly. ”

The figure that injured the Holy Lord finally appeared in everyone's eyes.

However, everyone present did not expect that the figure turned out to be a young woman......

However, at this moment, they didn't have the heart to care about this, they all withstood the terrifying coercion on their heads, and stared at the Prajna Holy Lord in mid-air with nervous faces.

"Senior Brother Linghu, if it really doesn't work, we might as well take the opportunity to escape!"

Huang Lao Er didn't know when he touched it, and whispered to Linghu Gaoyi.

Beside him, there were dozens of young powerhouses who had just returned from the Zhenhai Divine Palace not long ago.

"We can't go. ”

"Look at those dozen or so black-robed people, they definitely won't let us go!"

Linghu Gaoyi shook his head with despair on his face.

"Senior brother, the Holy Lord and his old man, it seems that he is dying......"

A strong young man looked at the sky with a frightened face.

Everyone was reminded by him, and quickly retracted their minds and looked up.

At this time, I saw that in the sky in the distance, the Holy Lord of Prajna was covered in blood, and one of his arms, I don't know when, was bitten by the evil tiger.

It didn't take long for the Holy Lord of Prajna, who was still imposing just now, to fall to such an end.

When all the people in the Holy Land saw this, they were silent.

Everyone's face was full of despair and fear, because the strength of the enemy was so strong that they couldn't even resist it.

"Something is wrong, why are there so many fewer people in the Holy Palace......"

"And even the Great Elder Prajna and Senior Brother Ling Qingyan are gone!"

Huang Lao Er suddenly said in surprise.

"It seems that the Holy Lord and his old man have expected it...... Well, if we have the chance, we will take advantage of the chaos and escape. ”

"Remember, don't burst out of your full strength, try to keep a low profile, and hide if you can ...... enemy"

At this moment, Linghu Gaoyi's eyes showed a complicated color.

He didn't understand why the master he had always respected arranged for the rest of the Holy Palace to retreat, but didn't let him leave as well.

Although he was not greedy for life and afraid of death, the feeling of being abandoned made Linghu Gaoyi feel an incomparable sting in his heart.

However, despite this, he still kept telling himself that he must be in trouble!

"Senior Brother Linghu, where are we going to escape?"

Hearing Linghu Gaoyi's arrangement, Huang Lao Er asked nervously.

And the young and strong people around him also pricked up their ears to listen carefully at this time, for fear that they would die if they didn't pay attention to it.

"Go to the Liaodong Sea, Senior Brother Ling Qingyan must be there!"

Linghu Gaoyi said a little depressed.

"Hey, these people are so powerful, I'm afraid the ambition is not much smaller. ”

"I'm worried that if we go to Liaodong, they will catch up quickly. ”

Huang Lao Er looked at the dozen or so black-clothed people not far away with a worried face.

"I can't care so much, now I can only take one step at a time. ”

Linghu Gaoyi shook his head and replied helplessly.

......

(End of chapter)