Of the ten human saints of the alien race, except for two who had already been defeated, the remaining eight had incomparable arrogance and unique contempt on their faces.

The resident clenched his fists, hammered his chest, opened his wide mouth, and spat violently, and the brilliant true fire rushed away with the momentum of a prairie fire, and half of the sky seemed to be burned.

Ulan stepped forward, and a single horn shot a starlight, and the starlight transformed into eight hundred star heavenly soldiers.

Another person, with words in his mouth, roared and rushed away with an overwhelming ghost.

There is also a person, roaring into the sky, flying sand and rocks in the blink of an eye between heaven and earth.

"This ......"

"Alien spells!"

"Spells defile the human body!"

"Martial artists don't understand!"

In the formation, the Flying Sword Ancestor, Xuan Ce Ancestor and others panicked and shouted angrily: "Sage, return quickly, don't resist hard!" ”

This shout is a little late, the reason why the spell is a spell, and the biggest difference between martial arts and martial arts is that no matter how mysterious the martial arts magic power is, it can't get rid of the category of "martial arts" and "qi", and the spell appears out of thin air, making it natural, weird and unpredictable, and in the blink of an eye, Xin Zhuo has already been stopped in all directions.

Can't run away!

However, Xin Zhuo didn't mean to back down at all, with a trace of confusion on his face, he said, "Fellow brothers of the other race, haven't you really inquired about my Xin Zhuo's name?" ”

Why do you think these aliens are so cute when you are desperate?

The Suhu and Ulan groups were at a loss, what did they mean? I also need to inquire in advance about you, who is a mere Saint Primal Realm martial artist?

The next moment, Xin Zhuo's hands were sealed, and there were words in his mouth: "Heaven and earth, wind and clouds gather, say the wind!" ”

"Whew-"

Heaven and earth suddenly blew a strong wind, this wind is an evil wind, invisible but colored, can blow heaven and earth people.

"Hum—"

A group of alien saint spells, fire retreat! Ghost Extinction! The heavenly soldiers are staggering! Flying sand and rocks scattered!

However, this is not counted, Xin Zhuo pointed again: "Feng Bo's edict, wind and clouds, thunder and lightning listen to my orders, call for rain!" ”

"Boom!"

The sky was cloudy, thunder and lightning followed, and then heavy rain poured.

This rain is shapeless and colorless, but it carries the strangeness of the soul and flesh of the defilement.

Within the formation, the Flying Sword Ancestor and a group of people were dumbfounded; The four of Lu Zhiruo and He Jiuhe, who were waiting and didn't make a move, were terrified.

Saint, double cultivation of law and martial arts?

“？”

Outside the formation, Suhu and a group of alien saints were also dumbfounded, dazed and at a loss.

It's just a human saint, why do you also know magic, what's wrong, right?

As a young priest of the "Xingyue Clan", Wulan was extremely sensitive to the sky vision, and couldn't help but be shocked: "Ancient Immortal Domain, Da Si Yu and Feng Bo's Wind and Rain Immortal Technique, who is this guy?" ”

The last few words are almost shouted!

Sudo looked at the spells that had long since dissipated by himself and others, even if there were still clever alien techniques, but in this evil wind and rain, his body was weak, his spirit trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to use it at will, and shouted angrily: "Kill this person!" ”

The eight alien human saints forcibly raised their true qi and killed them with the power of pouring the sky.

However, Xin Zhuo was addicted to playing tricks, and he pointed out a finger with a seal on both hands: "Cao Tian Ge Immortal is a rhino armor, and the spirit blade hub is short-armed, array!" ”

"Hum—"

In the wind and rain, it suddenly seemed to open a void from the eternal river, and a large number of golden chariots, spears and gold-armored heavenly soldiers drilled out of the "void" to form a lore formation to meet it, and the wind and rain were swept away.

Sudo and the others' faces changed again.

Eight human saints and eight weapons are blocked with holy patterns and true qi.

"Bang!"

The spell was shattered, and the eight people's bodies were slightly numb, but it was no big deal, and they looked at each other and pounced on Xin Zhuo again.

Xin Zhuo didn't dare to resist, and immediately retreated three miles, and sealed his hands again: "Let me show you what a spell is!" The sea is covered with water, leading the water of heaven and earth and rivers, and flooding seven states! ”

Reach out and point to a large river in the abyss in the distance.

The turbulent river two or three hundred miles wide was intercepted by life, shot high into the air, and was thrown on the head.

For a time, the river poured back, like a flood flooding the world.

"Wow-"

It poured heavily into countless alien races, and the boundless alien races were submerged by the river in the blink of an eye.

Most of the aliens don't understand the nature of water, and they are in chaos all of a sudden, drifting with the tide, crying for help in panic, and screaming and screaming.

When did a group of people in Suhu see this strange technique, they were horrified in their hearts, they had no intention of fighting, gave up chasing Xin Zhuo, and dodged and flew back: "Retreat!" ”

Dense alien races frantically flew high in the air, splitting water and escaping.

However, that's not all......

Xin Zhuo leaned against the large array of light curtains, his long hair was flying, his eyebrows were open and his eyes were open, and the [Nine Shadows and Hundred Zhangs of Ice] came out together.

"Squeak ......"

The vast ocean below and countless alien races were frozen in ice.

The ice was still spreading forward.

"Hell yes, run! Run! Fucking flying! Don't touch the river! This is that monster's heaven and earth divine water, nothing is ice! ”

The occupants in the sky were in a hurry, hissing and roaring.

However, it is useless to be anxious, the wind and rain between heaven and earth have polluted the bodies and spirits of most of the alien races, and they are struggling to move and running very slowly!

"Squeak ......"

Hundreds of miles away and near have completely become a world of ice, and the turbulent river water is also frozen, flashing with crystal light, beautiful.

Countless aliens became ice sculptures, with a look of horror and despair on their faces.

In the distance ahead, the black-pressed alien race, under the leadership of Sudo and others, finally escaped for the most part.

"Whew-"

The Flying Sword Ancestor, Spirit Sword Ancestor, Xuan Ce Ancestor, Lu Zhiruo, He Jiuhe and the others in the formation were almost suffocated, they couldn't understand the methods of the Xin Sage.

This is not a normal martial artist! Nor is it a normal saint!

Not to mention his domineering ability to smash the alien saint with a halberd, what is the matter with those magical spells?

What's going on with these 300 miles of ice?

Are all these years of practice fake?

In the sky, Xin Zhuo's face was a little pale, he was playing a little high, his true qi was drained, he waved his hand vigorously, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and hundreds of miles of ice shattered along with the corpses of those alien races.

No less than seventy or eighty thousand corpses of alien races were scattered all over the valley, and they were miserable.

The ordinary human warriors in the formation finally reacted at this time, wiped the blood stains on their faces, and shouted excitedly: "The saint is mighty, the saint is mighty......"

"Wang—"

At this time, Xiao Huang, who was with Lu Zhiruo and the four of them and didn't make a move, suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Linqiu City, and pounced with a monstrous demonic aura.

"Huh-"

In the sky above Linqiu City, a colorful bird and finch spread its wings and flew into the distance.

Xiao Huang took a step slower, and didn't shoot a dog's paw.

The colorful birds and finches waved their wings for three hundred miles, and then waved their wings for another three hundred miles, and flew through the scope of the "Hundred Clans" small array in the blink of an eye.

Next, he flapped his wings and traveled through a large area of primeval jungle and dense Terran cities.

Nine Hundred Miles......

A Thousand Miles......

Three Thousand Miles......

5,000 miles......

After 14,800 miles, we arrived at a huge ocean, and from a high altitude, this sea was more like a lake that stretched for 3,000 miles, guarding nine places with nine divisions of astrolabes, flashing with the brilliance of the formation that strangled all intruders.

The location here is wonderful, sitting in a radius of 200,000 miles, you can look at all directions, and it is the place where the spiritual energy dragon head gathers.

The multicolored bird, at this time, broke through an air barrier, as if entering another space, there was a huge island, on which there were more than 3,000 splendid palaces.

At this time, in the palace, dense gold-armored soldiers were arraying to meet the enemy, and there were countless warriors in wide robes and big sleeves, rushing to the sky.

Directly above this palace, there is a huge fortress of black boats, as if some kind of prohibition has been cut and forcibly broken into here, and on it stand hundreds of imposing alien races, who are shooting down with divine weapons.

In the palace below, soldiers and warriors kept attacking.

The roar of "boom" resounded through the world.

Colorful birds fluttered into a corner of a palace full of spiritual flowers, a woman with a cold face seemed to have been waiting for a long time, reached out to take it, closed her eyes, opened it after a while, her face was terrified, she flashed to a huge and majestic palace, went up the steps, walked nine hundred steps, and arrived at the gate of the palace.

The woman was not afraid at all, but she quickened her pace, entered the palace, looked around, and found that there were hundreds of warriors in wide robes and big sleeves sitting in the palace.

These people who are seated are all cultivators above the realm of human saints.

Jiang's Jiang Wen and Ye's Ye Feiying were also there, but they were in the middle seat.

Cui Ying'er, Han Qiniang, Han Jiulang and others were also there, but they were just standing behind an old man in gray hair and brocade who was next to Jiang Wen.

At this moment, everyone looked at the woman.

The woman clasped her fists and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "The news of the Hundred Clans Yuan Small Array has finally arrived!" ”

(End of chapter)