If the Emicia Palace had not stored the frozen power of the Taicang Temple, how would Luo Yang have a chance to absorb the imperial qi and blow the dragon flute to summon the light dragon?

This is how he went up step by step, constantly weakening the power of the Sword Saint.

Slaughtering a saint is a feat, not to mention slaughtering a saint in the posture of a fifth-level war emperor, every step is extremely difficult.

Zhu Bingren has been in the sky for many years, and he is by no means a waste of fame, raising his hand to release a circle of brilliance, and then raising his hand to release two holy soldiers, and then the sword light in his hand bursts out, like a nuclear explosion, dazzling.

"Whoa!"

The power of the light dragon that remained nearby struck a meteoric attack, making the sword light five or six points weaker. The chill caused by Luo Yang was spreading wildly, and the palace was pouring all the cold energy, and the blue light was getting less and less.

This is consumption, but also repression!

However, the real suppression was at the Fuji Altar, and every time the Taichong Sword was swung, a purple brilliance was born, and when the purple brilliance accumulated to a certain extent, his ears rumbled and trembled.

"Splitting God Slash!"

There was a soft buzz, and Fang Yuan trembled for not knowing how many kilometers.

Attracted by the sword light, a massive amount of purple brilliance attacked the sword saint, forming a true flame flame, condensing a purple sun, and under the cover of super brilliance, the unique purple brilliance of the treasure ship altar penetrated through.

"What is it?" Zhu Bingren didn't think that he would fall, even if he found out that Luo Yang had the intention of slaughtering saints, he didn't take it to heart.

But when he encountered the purple light, his heart tightened for no reason.

"The only blame is that you shouldn't have waded into this troubled water. Luo Yang's righteous words were righteous, his eyes were full of coldness, the purple brilliance can even be decomposed by the corpse of a god, so why be afraid of a saint? The difficulty is how to get the purple brilliance close to this guy, and play a role, and finally meet the requirements until now, so that the purple brilliance is popular.

The Fuji altar was lit up, and the Sword Saint exclaimed in shock: "What's the matter? No, what is this? Why ......"

The voice grunted and turned into a hoarse noise.

Luo Yang didn't have any contemptuous heart, and concentrated on the purple fluctuations, if it was so easy to slaughter the saint, the saint would not be respected in the world.

With a shudder, the dark brown sword slashed out with purple brilliance and slashed towards the Fuji altar.

"Sure enough, how can the saint level be so easy to hang up?" Luo Yang's heart was like a mirror, he had been preparing in secret for a long time, and when the sword appeared, he had already deflected away.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The dark brown sword smashed the talisman altar, and the purple brilliance was not restricted, but it was several times stronger than just now, and soon a miserable scream was heard.

"Ah, it's painful to kill me, Terran Luo Yang, you dare to slaughter the saint, you dare to kill me, the Taigu clan will not give up. "The Sword Saint is in pain, and the power that can decompose the divine corpse has reached him, making it possible to slaughter the Saint.

"Anyway, I'm already the enemy of the whole world, and compared to the god Io, you're just a little shrimp. Luo Yang's eyes did not have any pity, nor any mercy, if he wanted to climb the peak, he had to step on the white bones, today was just the first step he officially took out, and there would be a second step and a third step later, and every step would definitely shock the world.

"Whew, whew, whew......"

The Sword Saint fell, and his body erupted with golden holy breath.

Unfortunately, the Imperial Rank is not able to make use of the Holy Breath, because the Holy Breath is different from the Imperial Qi, it is a kind of life energy that allows life to last for a long time.

The reason why the Holy One is transcendent is precisely because he can attain a longevity that surpasses all living beings by relying on the Holy Breath.

According to common sense, after reaching the holy level, the lifespan will automatically extend to 30,000 years, and each level will be multiplied by two on this basis, and becoming a holy person close to God can gain a lifespan of nearly 20 million years.

That's 20 million years! That's a time longer than many civilizations, and that's the sacred, the transcendent.

However, this lifespan is only a theoretical number, because if the holy level wants to be promoted, it must burn the holy breath to sublimate, and there are many heavenly and earthly treasures in the world that can bless the longevity. If it was a saint-level killing saint-level, he could naturally use the holy breath, but Luo Yang was too far away from the saint-level to be qualified to use it at all.

Well, Luo Yang is not qualified, and he doesn't count on this. Still, someone is counting on it.

No, it can't be called a man, at most it can be called a beast, in fact it is a tree, a plant-based sacred beast that has existed since ancient times.

"Woo meow, it's harvest season. The golden bubble appeared, swallowing all the golden Divine Breath gushing out of the Sword Saint's body.

"Aren't you a tree, why do you bark like a cat? Also, who should be slaughtering the saint, who has the right to harvest, how can you cross me to collect the holy breath?" Luo Yang relaxed and was a little curious, but he didn't expect to get an answer, knowing that Chang Guodou'er wouldn't say it, so he raised his hand to put away the sword saint's belongings, turned around and turned back to the Shenque Hall.

"Wow, yes, what's next, it's a fugitive journey, and I don't know how many masters are chasing after me! Li Zitian was excited, but he couldn't help but feel worried.

The excitement was due to the fact that Luo Yang had completed a feat of slaughtering saints, although with the help of a series of powerful means, it was basically impossible to replicate it again. But in these years, only looking at the results and not looking at the process, it has indeed succeeded, isn't it? That is Luo Yang's record, and Luo Yang is the boss of Tiantong City, and everyone follows suit.

Tu Sheng sounds powerful, but then again, it's not necessarily a good thing to be in the limelight like this.

The masters of the world are like carp crossing the river, who knows if there is a transcendent figure behind this sword saint to back it up? The Taigu clan is a very terrifying existence, because it is too ancient, and no one knows how many things are hidden in the dark side, this time it is too stimulating, and it has already formed a grudge.

Too much enmity is a taboo for walking outside, if the enemy hates it, and really can't find a place to vent, won't he go to destroy the human race?

Even if all the races on the human race riot now, the idle emperor-level masters will not dare to enter at will, for fear of becoming a pawn of the gods to rearrange the order of the world. But I can't stand the one who is not afraid, what if I really rush to the territory of the human race and destroy the human race? Therefore, Luoyang slaughtering the saint is extremely dangerous.

"What are you afraid of? The Terrans are not as weak as the outside world thinks. Luo Yang swore that if he changed to before, he was afraid of causing a monstrous disaster to the human race, so he should keep a low profile when he should be low-key, and keep a low profile when he shouldn't. But since the Divine Healing Officer helped him repair the missing fragments of his memory, he knew that there was once a transcendent figure around him, and this figure was guarding the human race.

When the Sage wanted to destroy the Terrans in the past, it was almost the same as being destroyed by the Terrans. In addition, the old scholar also revealed that the Terran has a great mission to reverse the galactic environment, and the meaning revealed in and out of the words seems to mean that even the Taicang clan is a target placed in the foreground, and the Terran is hidden behind the scenes with many unimaginable layouts.

As soon as Kun Ling left, a figure walked out of the clouds, slightly curled the corners of his mouth, and said lightly: "Oh, that's good! When did my human race have more such characters! Hehe, Zhu Tiancheng's five fools died well, let me see this kind of interesting guy." ”

Before the words fell, the figure had disappeared.

A figure shot in the distance, and shouted incredulously: "Slaughter, God! Go and report to the Quartet, the human race that angered the gods has slaughtered the saint, and from then on, he will definitely move the Quartet, and do not provoke him." ”