Chapter Forty-Six: The Fall of a Saint

In the Purple Heaven Palace, a big war is about to start.

Two old men with gloomy vultures in purple robes walked out, one with a brass bell on his head, and the other with his bare hands but a flesh fist as solid as gold and iron, at a glance, he knew that he was a powerful body cultivator!

The Purple Heaven Palace Lord wearing a purple-clothed robe stepped forward, and every step was secretly in line with a unique Dao rhyme, affecting the hearts of the strong people present. He felt a strong fighting spirit from Yuan Xiaotian and the first generation, and he couldn't see through the roots of the two, but felt that the eyes of the generation were a little dazzling.

The three saints do not underestimate the two, Yuan Xiaotian, who can be called the Young Heavenly Emperor, a strange and powerful young powerhouse, they dare not underestimate it. The story of the slaughter of the saints in the heavens is not too legendary.

The momentum and coercion of the saint had no effect on a strong man like the two of them.

"Although it is the sin of my waste son, as a father, it is impossible for me to hand him over to you!"

"I want this body cultivation and the old man who is in a hurry to send him to the end, Xiaotian, you can accompany the palace master to have fun. The first generation stepped forward, put away the giant war sword, and did not use the sword again, intending to face the enemy with his bare hands.

Since he got that strange body refining secret technique from the Great Universe Sutra, he has imprinted that unique divine pattern in the flesh and blood of his body, and his physical body is already very powerful, so he wants to go further with the help of physical cultivation. That kind of secret art needs to be tempered thousands of times, and it is difficult to find another way for a while other than fighting. After all, it's hard to get your hands on it.

"Break into my Divine Palace, kill my disciples, disturb my cultivation, and be punished according to the crime!" the two old men looked gloomy. They were in retreat and cultivating, but they were killed by someone at the mountain gate, which disturbed their minds, and it was difficult for them to make progress in a short period of time. Therefore, the blame was blamed on the two of them, and they wanted to kill people directly.

The generation scoffed and said nothing. At this moment, a war is inevitable, and it is impossible to waste a war of words. Killing a disciple of the Purple Heaven Palace did not make him feel guilty, acting for the tiger and aiding the abuser is the same crime!

Yuan Xiaotian's round face twitched, his red eyes were bloody, and he directly pointed at the Purple Heaven Palace Master, and said, "Destroy my homeland, hurt my compatriots, kill my relatives, and exterminate the Nine Clans!"

This fifteen-year-old boy's killing intent reached the extreme, and he became calm. But the referendum in the words is murderous. The generation deliberately gave the Purple Heaven Palace Lord to him, just to get him rid of this breath. Long-term depression is not good for cultivation, and it is easy to go mad.

Every time Yuan Xiaotian became emotional, his eyes would become blood-red, and his combat power would soar. One generation has wondered what kind of special constitution it is. However, his knowledge of this aspect was limited to the Great Universe Sutra, so he did not know the reason.

"Let's go, come to fight outside the palace!" The first generation walked out of the Purple Heaven Palace, which had been slashed to pieces by his sword, and the entire hall was about to be split in half. The Greatsword had destroyed its foundation with a single blow. After the five of them walked out, the entire hall collapsed with a bang! I don't know how many rare materials were spent on the gorgeous palace, and it was shattered like this.

"Well, does anyone want to leave?" The generation felt the fluctuations of the heaven and earth net, and someone was impacting! But it was just in vain, and even the Great Sage could not handle it, let alone a group of small scum who were not even human. Unless they are proficient in formations, they may be able to open a passage.

The five powerhouses stood in the void, and no one made the first move, because they all saw the escape of the disciples of the Purple Heaven Palace. Many of them felt that the Purple Heaven Palace had provoked the future Emperor, and there was no future! For the sake of their own future and life, they had to escape, and as for the admonition in the palace, no one would remember that kind of thing.

Generation didn't kill these people, he's not a murderer. These people did not hinder him, caused him trouble, so he did not kill. However, at this time, no one can be let go, because the result of this battle still wants to be conveyed through these people. He decided to come to the heavens for the first battle, he had to kill decisively, and he wanted to make a name for himself!

It wasn't until they saw the majesty and vastness of the Beast God Heaven and the Great Red Heaven with their own eyes that the generation knew the weight of Yuan Xiaotian, the young Heavenly Emperor! At the beginning, the two of them did not use their abilities in the competition, but only practiced the general basic Dao method.

Yuan Xiaotian is known as the Young Heavenly Emperor, and this title is not self-appointed, but recognized by the young geniuses of the Great Chitian! The young man became famous in the first battle of the Yuheng Domain at the age of ten, and then turned to the Great Chitian in the next few years, and even fought against some other geniuses of the "Heavens". sang all the way without a defeat, and the geniuses of this life who are as famous as him, there are only a dozen people in the heavens!

These people are all named the Young Supreme, and they are honored in one day, and the people who are capable of competing at the same level can be counted in one hand! These people are very powerful, and ordinary people of the same level can be killed in an instant, and even the junior saints can hardly defeat them, and even they can slaughter the saints by taking out their hole cards! A genius on another day has such a record!

The generation feels that it is also a lot of pressure to be with this teenager, and people have the title of a teenager's world, and they don't have the same title, and they will be regarded as followers. With a generation, how can such a legend be spread. So he decided to be born with a high profile, with one enemy and two saints, such a record is brilliant enough!

"Come on, let me see what level this Great Red Sky Sage is!" On the other side, the battle between Yuan Xiaotian and the Purple Heaven Palace Lord had already started, and the two of them reflected each other's swords, and their sword qi flew sideways, hitting ten miles away. The two are evenly matched, and neither has yet to use a killer move.

"Little rabbit, you dare to bark in front of me. It's rare to remember that your cultivation is rare, it is better to join my Purple Heaven Palace, and the next palace master may not be able to hand it over to you!" The pot lid on his head, no, the old man with the brass Dao bell on his head spoke, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. And his words were disgusting

The generation laughed wildly and said: "I kind of understand, no wonder other people's disciples have to run away, like you and so on, what sense of belonging does this Purple Heaven Palace have, destruction is only a matter of time!"

"Hmph, obsessed!" The old vulture man's face tightened ugly, and he felt that what the generation said was reasonable, but he would not change his attitude. Those ordinary disciples who are like ants and have no future, he will not be heartbroken no matter how much he dies. But he never thought that he was once a friar!

The two sides no longer spoke, did not speculate, and spoiled the scenery. Don't be weak and draw your sword to each other, come to a symphony of flesh and blood!

The bare-handed old man untied his purple gold robe, revealing his bronzed skin. The texture of the muscle lines is natural, giving people a sense of great strength! I can't imagine that under the old man's long sideburns and long hair, there is such a powerful body. This person's youth is only necessarily a powerful body cultivator, the years have left marks on his face, but they can't hurt his physical body, such a physical body has far surpassed ordinary saints, and can be more immortal!

The two sides were aggressive, the long hair of the generation was fluttering, and the white robes were shaking in the wind, revealing an elegant temperament. However, it can be expected that under such a temperament, there is a smiling grim reaper. The battle of a generation ago was extremely fast, shrinking into inches and carrying him like a golden light, not stained with a drop of blood.

A bell rang, and the generation felt a tremble, it was the old man of the Yin Vulture who made a move. That strange voice of beings was mixed with the power that could attack the primordial gods, disturbing the divine consciousness of a generation.

A long rainbow swept by, and the golden light on the soles of the feet of the generation appeared, but they did not dodge, and they were still grazed on the left shoulder, which was too close. The first generation was shocked back a few steps, completely came back to his senses, and knocked back the old man with a backhand punch, and he felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder.

"This old man's physical strength is no less than mine!" The generation has a preliminary understanding of the physical training of the old man. He didn't expect the two old men to join forces very naturally and seamlessly. If it weren't for the fact that he had the secret method of extreme speed, he would have been hit hard. The two old men were not tempted, they shot directly and killed decisively!

"It's an old-timer!" said the first generation with a smile, turning into a golden light under his feet. With both fists out, two immortal lights flashed and rushed towards the two old men.

Two different voices came, and the blow was too fast, and the old vulture couldn't react, so he had to resist with the bell. The powerful force directly shook his Dao Bell open a crack, and in his surprised gaze, the Dao Bell collapsed and lost all his divine energy, and there was no threat to the generation.

The body cultivator is very agile, he has been refining his body all his life, and his control of the physical body is beyond the reach of even one generation, although one generation has cultivated the supreme body refining secret technique, but the time is too short, and he has not been tempered by many battles.

The old man of the body cultivated his arms in front of him, and his bronze arms like King Kong actually blocked such a powerful blow, which surprised the generation very much. Legend has it that in the past, true body cultivators did not need weapons, and their physical bodies were better than all weapons!

The first generation was also very satisfied with the results of this blow, without that weird Dao bell disturbing his mind, and he controlled the rhythm of the next battle!

"Kill!" the three of them roared, and three divine lights intertwined in the void, making a sound of flesh colliding from time to time, like gold and stone intertwined, shocking and piercing. The first generation also showed the general body of the body cultivator, and the old man of the body cultivator fought shirtless in close quarters, and did not fall behind, while the old man of the Yin Vulture changed his tactics and took out a few magic weapons, and from time to time he burst out some powerful divine light, and the generation did not dare to become bigger, and dodged one after another.

The two old saints attacked one generation after the other, and cooperated closely, and the generation gradually gained the upper hand.

There was another staggered sound of gold and stone, and the two of them threw punches at each other, causing them to retreat by inertia. The first generation took the opportunity to turn backwards into a divine light, and when the old man was fixed, the first generation flew in front of the old vulture.

A generation knew that the physical cultivator of the old man could not be solved in a while, but the many magic weapons of the old man of the Yin Vulture on the side made him feel that he was hindered, so he decided to solve this "thin-blooded mage" first.

The first generation pointed out with a single finger in his left hand, and used the strongest attack to break the face, and the old man had to block the two magic weapons on his forehead.

Flying Immortal Fist! The first generation clenched his fist with his right hand, and flew at great speed with the golden divine light under his feet, and threw a punch close to the old man of the Yin Vulture! Everything happened between the electric sparks and flints.

The old man of the body cultivator rushed to this time, and a punch hit the back of the generation, shocking the generation to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and fled a hundred feet away. However, the old man who cultivated his body was already a moment late, and the old man of the Yin Vulture was hit head-on by the Flying Immortal Fist of the generation, and his body exploded, like a brilliant blood-colored firework! A sage fell, and the blood and bones showed his sadness.

Several magic weapons fell with the blood and bones, and they were shattered by a punch, but they had lost their inherent strength, and there was no longer any divine light flowing, and they had turned into scrap metal.

"Hehe, next, let's two end this in the way of physical cultivators!" The generation wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths and looked at the trembling old body cultivators with a smile, and the next is the battle that the generation is most looking forward to. Without the extra flies, a generation can just use this to temper itself!