It's so pressing.

Gradually, even the Blazing Yang Blood people felt depressed, their muscles were tense, their faces were a little unpleasant, and the gap was unexpectedly large.

Whether it was Su Qiannian or Chongtian, the aura of the two of them seemed to have no limit, constantly climbing, and the starry sky behind them was distorted, as if something was about to break free from nothingness.

Airplanes!

On the star ship, some of the Divine Masters of the Third Heavenly Mountain changed color, and the hull formation was uncertain, even if they had withdrawn thousands of miles away, they were still affected.

The saints didn't dare to slack off, and tried their best to stabilize the starship, but they still felt very difficult, the cosmic wind set off by the two qi engines of the hedging was even more scraping than the heavenly sword, which couldn't help but make them a little trance, once upon a time, the duel of the younger generation already had such an atmosphere, and even ordinary divine masters couldn't get close.

Rumble!

A brilliant thunderbolt rose from the top of the Tianshan Mountain, tearing apart the cosmic wind that swept the starship, turning it into an old man with graceful robes and majesty as a prison.

"I've seen the Lord of the Torture Hall!"

The saints were shocked at first, and then saluted, especially the many people in the tribes of the Third Heaven Mountain on the star ship, all showed a look of awe, and the torture hall had accumulated power for many years, even if this new saint who was defeated by the Locking Heaven a few days ago, it was also revealed that he had passed the first heavenly moat, condensed the immortal will, and on the supreme road, he had taken a solid step, and the quasi-king could be expected.

Towards the saints on the starship, the eyes of the Lord of the Torture Hall fell thousands of miles away, on the two young figures that were no more than seven feet high, but their breath was like that of a demon god.

After thousands of years of cultivation, he has passed the first heaven level of the supreme road, the eyesight of this master of the torture hall is far beyond that of ordinary saints, at this moment his eyes are gloomy, a little gloomy, whether it is the Chongtian of the three-eyed clan, or Su Qinian, the rise of his breath has exceeded his limit.

Generally speaking, those who can become saints are all gifted and have transcendent understanding, enough to amaze the existence of a starry sky, and the nine turns of the holy realm are initially beyond the long river of fate, and the saint becomes a saint, and it is a heavy moat, cutting off the path of most divine masters, but there are always some monsters that amaze the ancient and modern races, competing in the same realm, which is enough to make the saint desperate.

Ordinary people only know that the sacred cannot be blasphemed, and the saints stand on top of the top, but they don't know that even if they are both saints, there is a big gap between them.

The master of the torture hall could see that whether it was the spirit spirit, or the Dao and the Fa, there was a big gap between him and the two people in front of him, especially the young saint who locked the sky, and he suspected that he had not only transformed into the power of the rudimentary form of the Dao Order......

The two saints who are less than a hundred years old have even gotten a supreme opportunity, even with the thousands of years of experience of this master of the torture hall, it is unheard of, the younger generation is too amazing, for them of the older generation of powerhouses, the pressure is too great, after all, who is it, thousands of years of accumulation, it is not as good as decades of cultivation, I am afraid it is a little difficult to accept.

Rumble!

At this moment, the two figures under the starry sky moved at the same time.

It's like two comets have been reincarnated for thousands of years, and this life collided in a corner of the universe.

Syllable!

The grand impact sound burst through the starry sky, and a large area of chaotic qi fell, like a sea of heaven bursting the embankment, pouring into the starry sky of the universe.

Su Qi Nian did not retreat, and neither did Chongtian from the Three-Eyed Clan, and the two fists were like immortal divine iron shining brightly.

In the bodies of the two young masters, there was an ocean of blood and qi surging, making this starry sky tremble, with the two of them as the center, the invisible field was shrouded, and chaos was not added, except for their Dao and Fa, everything was suppressed.

Bang!

The next moment, from that heavy heaven's body, there was a nine-colored blood qi rushing into the bullfight, and even the chaotic qi was dispersed, and this supreme qi and blood exuded a terrifying qi, and even condensed into a huge illusory eye behind it.

"Nine Heavenly Blood!"

There is a divine powerhouse who is shockedly moved, this is the strongest ancestral blood associated with the Nine Heavenly Pupils, not the supreme physique, but even better than the supreme physique, so this Chongtian is also known as the bloodline descendant of the Three-Eyed Clan closest to the first ancestor.

In an instant, the fist power was skyrocketing, and even the fist blade was surrounded by nine-colored light, Su Qinian's eyes were blazing, and the immeasurable light burst out from every inch of his body, his fist was almost transparent, as holy as glass, accompanied by a dragon groan that shook the starry sky, as if it had crossed a distant time and space.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Neither of them moved, the two fists seemed to be glued together, but a terrifying heartbeat sounded in the starry sky, as if a starry sky was wailing, and it seemed that the gods of the heavenly realm would beat the drums, thousands of miles away, a group of young gods were all discolored.

Burst!

Many people coughed up blood at the same time, and then their bodies retreated violently, with a look of horror on their faces, is this still the battle of the Holy Realm? The physique and blood qi of the two people are too terrifying, and the saints are far behind, and some people even suspect that if it weren't for the lack of that kind of life qi, just talking about the physique, maybe the two people under the starry sky have been infinitely close to the quasi-king realm.

Call!

Without the slightest warning, Su Qinian and the two closed their fists at the same time, and then struck forward again.

Clang!

There was no fancy, the two stood still a few feet apart, the two fists collided, each time faster than once, even the sparks no longer burst, but the two shocking blood qi became more and more intense.

The starry sky did not wave, the terrifying metal trills were endless, and the two fists became faster and faster, and soon turned into two auroras, and the metal trills were also connected into a line.

Airplanes!

An indescribable transparent ripple, silent, spread out like ripples towards the starry sky in all directions from the fist and light exchange.

Is that......

The pupils of some of the older Divine Powerhouses contracted suddenly, as if they had thought of something, they were like avoiding snakes and scorpions, retreating frantically, although a few starships had withdrawn thousands of miles away, a group of sages who were controlling them were still so frightened that their faces turned white, the ripples spread too fast, and they were close in front of them in an instant, not to mention retreating into the Cave Void World, even if they avoided the Chaos Void, they couldn't hide.

"The power of destruction!"

In front of the top of the Tianshan Mountain, the eyes of the master of the torture hall were like lightning, he stretched out his hand and held it, the immortal edge swallowed, condensed into a sword edge, he slashed down with a sword, and the sword light stirred up 30,000 li, like a cosmic sword peak, pressing down, one illusory star after another loomed, winding around the sword peak.

Kiss!

It was like a dream bubble, there was no imaginary devastation, and there was no grand impact sound, the diffuse ripples and immortal sword light dissipated at the same time, annihilating into nothingness.

Boom!

The old man was shocked and took half a step back, trampled the starry sky out of deep silver footprints, and his face was completely gloomy.

The battle between the two junior young saints actually stirred up the power of destruction, usually speaking, it belongs to the realm of the quasi-king, and only the chaotic void can carry it, which undoubtedly shows that the collision of the power of the two young saints has exceeded the upper limit of the saint realm and has a part of the quasi-king atmosphere.