Xuantian was indignant, the situation was critical at the moment, the sage was emitting golden light all over his body, like a god descending, and his bearing was extraordinary.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change. The turtle is hopeless.

Of course, the atmosphere was tense at the moment, and Xuantian didn't care, he put the golden armor on his body on the spot, and then stopped paying attention to the careful-eyed white turtle.

"This stinky boy has exterminated humanity, and not long ago I was thinking about him everywhere, but I didn't expect to be so impersonal at this moment. The white turtle sighed faintly, like an emotional poet.

However, Xuantian no longer cares about this guy and lets him talk nonsense. He still clearly remembered that only a few hours ago, this white turtle was arguing with him because of a source of thunder and lightning.

The white turtle grinned, seemingly dissatisfied with Xuantian's indifference, jumping up and down at this time, very restless. Soon, though, it fell silent, for the Sage over there was too dazzling to catch the eye of any living being.

The golden light was shining, and the sage of the snake people was buried in the golden light, as if incarnated into a golden sun, a pair of huge wings, flying in the light, very powerful.

On the other hand, the bad old man still looks ordinary, like a lonely old man in the mortal world, with dull skin and no lustre. The only difference is that his clothes are fluttering in the wind and his hair is flying, rendering a unique atmosphere for him, as if he is not eating fireworks in the world.

"Those who kill my holy clan should be punished. The Sage of the Great Day finally spoke. It was the first thing he said when he came out, and it was full of majesty, as if there was an explosive power in it.

"Phew!"

A golden spear appeared in the sage's hand, and then its figure turned into a streamer, leaving a perfect mark in the air, with a murderous aura, killing the bad old man.

"Sold out!"

The bad old man greeted him with the palm of his hand, and his withered skin was dull and without a trace of luster, as if it were a pair of hands of an old man in the mortal world. But unexpectedly blocked the attack, and even collided with sparks.

It is worth mentioning that the monks of the outside world, especially the human race, put the body refining first, and the body is the best weapon, which is better than a qiē treasure weapon.

And such a conclusion seems to have been proven in the bad old man. With only a pair of withered hands, he resisted the opponent's special weapon, which shows that the realm of the flesh is not ordinarily powerful.

"Damn the Terrans, do you still want to use your body to fight against my holy soldiers? Even the Iron Man is not qualified to do so, see if I don't poke a few blood holes in you. The Sage roared, flapped his wings again, and charged forward.

"Gone!" "Keng!"......

A fierce collision sounded. The bad old man was not afraid, and he went forward to fight with his body, he opened and closed widely, and his hands moved as fast as possible, leaving a series of afterimages in the air.

It can be said that this old man has always looked very ordinary, like a peasant in the mortal world, who does not show the slightest luster in the dark. However, the results were extraordinarily striking.

Less than twenty rounds. The Sage roared angrily, and then coughed up blood and flew upside down, leaving a remnant of light in the air, like a meteor falling to the earth, smashing a large crater.

At this moment, all the snake people held their breath. Fortunately, the strength of this Terran old man is already well known to everyone. Therefore, the fall of the Holy One did not cause much of a sensation.

"No way, Terrans deserve to die. In the pit, an angry voice rang out.

The next moment, the Sage took to the air again, and although the light on his body weakened, it was still blazing. However, it is difficult to hide the figure of its wolf bèi.

The spear flew into the air, and the sage, with a full of rage, slashed at the bad old man again. As saints, there is only pride. Since his birth, he has been regarded as a prodigy of the clan, once in a thousand years, and has never been defeated. Now, he was beaten very miserably.

It's a genius pathos. Even he didn't expect that the first defeat in his life would come after becoming a saint.

"You're damned, unrepentant fool. The silent old man finally spoke, his hair open, and finally he was extraordinary, and his whole body emitted a hazy green light. The old man's palm was slowly raised by him, and his five fingers turned into claws, aiming at the sage who flew to kill.

The next moment, the dragon groaned loudly, and a vision appeared behind the bad old man, it was a divine dragon with teeth and claws, mighty and majestic, exuding a monstrous dragon aura, which made many snake people surrender.

And the palm of the bad old man's hand also began to change, slowly growing dragon scales, and a huge force appeared, as if there was infinite power fused into it.

"This ......" the Sage was taken aback and wanted to stop moving forward immediately. However, a terrifying scene appeared, and under the huge suction, his body flew towards the bad old man uncontrollably. He struggled hard, but found that it was to no avail, and could only watch himself fly towards the enemy.

"It's useless, your strength is far from enough. The old man sneered. Eventually, the palms of the hands collided with the Sage. against his chest.

"Wow. This is the magic power of the bad old man, the claw of the heavenly dragon, which can grasp many things in his hands, and it is rare for him to use it. It seems that this old man has come to the real thing. The white turtle exclaimed, his tone full of admiration.

Xuantian nodded, just the vision that appeared behind the bad old man was enough to show the terrifying nature of this supernatural power.

Moreover, since ancient times, all supernatural powers related to dragons have been extremely powerful. It can be said that the divine dragon is a powerful symbol that has been since ancient times. In ancient times, the dragon clan was even more dominant.

"Damn bastard, give me a damn death. The Sage roared. With a swing of a spear in his hand, he struck at the bad old man in front of him.

However, the bad old man seemed to move faster than him. for the palm of his hand was against the breast of the Holy One. I only heard a soft sound of "Boom!", and then blood splattered, and the palm against the chest pierced directly into the chest, and then crushed the beating heart inside.

"Ah......h

However, the one qiē is not over. In the air, a concussive sound sounded, it was the sound of a heartbeat, "poof", "poof!", as if someone was beating a heavy drum.

The Sage's chest was already a blur of flesh and blood. But if you look closely, you can see that at the heart location, a light is flickering and expanding. A lot of blood scattered on the ground quickly gathered there.

"Flesh and blood are reborn. The old man muttered, his eyes shining. Naturally, he will not let the other party get his way. At this time, he took a step of 100 meters, and quickly came to the front of this sage, and then formed a palm knife with his left palm, and slashed down.

"Poof!", blood splashed, and the sage was directly split in two and split in half. Including the skull.

"If you are a genius in one life, it may be better to be an ordinary person in the next life. The bad old man muttered, ruthlessly destroying the other party's soul at this moment, not giving him the slightest chance to reorganize.

This means that this Sage of the King Realm has disappeared into this world forever, and there will be no chance of rebirth.

"It's horrible. What kind of race is this? "All the snake people are frightened, and at this time they are crazy and backwards. Even the legendary Sage had to be killed, and this race was truly terrifying.

Today, the appearance of Xuantian and the bad old man, as well as the current appearance, can't help but collapse the confidence of many snake people. Frightened of this race, and even wondered, is it that all the human race is so terrible.

At this moment, all the snake people were trembling, not lost. After all, there are too many Sages who have died today, and with this one, there are already five of them. Everyone has long had the ability to suffer psychologically, and it is not like the death of the first saint, and their mood has fallen to a low point.

In the eyes of the snake people, the bad old man is like a killing god, specializing in slaughtering legendary saints, with his hair fluttering, his clothes fluttering, and a terrifying temperament.

However, in the next moment, this human race did something that frightened all the snake people.

"Kill!"

This time, the bad old man did not sit still and waited for the enemy to appear. He flew wildly, condensed a vertical eye in his forehead, and a terrifying power condensed in it, and finally with a "boom!", a terrifying beam of light shot out, heading straight for the blood coffin in the distance.

"Boom......" "Long!"

The sixth and seventh blood coffins burst one after another, turning into dust with a roar.

I saw that in the dust, the figures of two wolves rose to the sky, and then stopped in the air, quietly looking at the bad old man.

"It's mad that he took the initiative to attack our holy coffin. ”

"The Terrans are so bold. Could it be that this race is really so powerful? ”

"It is worthy of the legendary demon race, and it is recorded in the poetry of the clan that the human race is heinous in crime, but it is extremely powerful. ”

Many snake people were frightened, and even reversed black and white, planning the human race as a demon race. There is no way, in ancient times, the Terrans did hinder their plans, and almost led the Snake Terrans to extinction. Therefore, it is called the demon race by the snake people.

"You humble reptiles, who have done a great mistake in ancient times, and you still don't admit it, it's simply hopeless. They should be exterminated. The white turtle roared and counted hard.

"Phew!"

A golden-colored light shot out from the hand of a saint in the air, heading straight for the white turtle, the speed was extremely fast, with a golden-colored light, and the sound of breaking through the air was amazing.

However, the white turtle was not afraid, and it immediately turned around, using its turtle back to resist the golden light.

"Boom!"

In the midst of a violent metal crash. This golden light finally reached the white turtle, and it turned out to be a black arrow, wrapped in a golden glow. It was easily blocked by the white turtle with a turtle shell.

It wasn't over yet, though, in the sage's cold snort. This black arrow actually burned with a golden flame, which was very vigorous. Fortunately, the white turtle was still in his eyes, and he saw that on its turtle shell, one by one ancient words 'resurrected', began to rotate, releasing a silver-white air current, and wiped out all these golden flames.