The strength of the saint makes people a little desperate, and he died after just looking at the powerful Lao Guo, it seems that cultivation has lost its meaning in his eyes, because he uses the "Dao" is the rule of this world, which has transcended the scope of strength and weakness.

If nothing else, Wu Yong and the two girls beside him will also die in the next moment, which is the price they have to pay for what they have done.

It's just that a few people are still safe and sound, because there is a figure that has stood decisively in front of several people when the saint appeared, and his arms are slightly folded in front of the saint's sight with some vigilance. It's just that in just an instant, the guarded look on the figure's face was completely frozen, and his eyes dimmed, but he still stubbornly maintained that posture and refused to fall.

This man often has a somewhat innocent smile on his face, and his figure is a little fat, and this posture of putting his arms forward is a little funny, like a fat praying mantis, and the saint's glance with some kind of rule is like an unstoppable carriage.

This is the mantis arm as a car.

He is Wu Yi, the Wu Yi who is very popular, and the Wu Yi who swore that he would protect the departure with his life, and he did it. He is also Qin Yi, the Qin Yi who went north alone, the Qin Yi who lived for revenge and his brother, and he did it.

It's just a little regrettable, or maybe he thought about it for a moment, and he finally couldn't wait for her.

And the mantis arm naturally can't stop it when the car is in the car, so this invisible rule continues to move forward after easily killing Wu Yi, first touching the green shield that guards the two girls, the shield only lasts for a moment and is easily broken and dissipated, and the next moment the two girls will lose their lives and die quietly like those two.

It's just that this scene didn't happen, and this rule disappeared very abruptly, as if it had been erased.

The saint frowned, a little puzzled, it seemed that there was a kind of rule that protected them, but who could stop him, and what happened in the short moment he left?

Because of the resoluteness of renunciation, the ritual can be completed before the saint escapes from the brief exile, and the last three locks of the seal can be completely opened. Because of this, the saint didn't know that at a certain moment just now, a big demon who had been sealed for thousands of years and almost stepped on the holy realm with one foot finally broke the seal, and the entire Luoyang was trembling slightly at that moment.

Now he knows.

Because suddenly a huge palm stretched out from the void, before the saint could react, he grabbed him and held him high into the air, and at this time, a crane-haired boy wearing a seven-star robe also appeared in the air, staring at the imprisoned saint.

Dao Tong stared at the saint deeply, as if there were countless stars in his eyes, but in the end, he sighed with some regret and a hint of happiness: "You are really not him." ”

The saint still had that expressionless appearance, but at this time he was a little surprised and said a little suddenly: "It turned out that you are a demon, you can't beat me in your heyday, after these thousands of years of wear, and now you are lucky enough to escape and still dare to attack me, do you really want to die?"

Dao Tong smiled a little bitterly: "Yes, for thousands of years, I have almost given up the idea of breaking the seal. Then his face changed and he said a little fiercely and hideously: "But you shouldn't force her to die! And you are actually something, if you are really a saint, I naturally dare not make a move." The saint can't even tolerate me, how can he not tolerate that fool. And you can't even escape my temptation, I suppose you're just a poor and ridiculous demon. As he spoke, the huge hand pressed hard, as if he wanted to kill the saint.

The saint was not moved in the slightest, but shouted "ridiculous" like thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth. With this shout, countless dazzling golden lights emanated from the surrounding body of the saint, and the momentum also changed violently, as if it was as vast and majestic as heaven and earth.

And the big hand that originally held the saint was gradually pierced under this golden light, and then slowly dissipated, and even the Taoist boy with a childish face disappeared under the light of this golden light. At this time, the saint stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds, exuding a golden light that was difficult to look at directly, and the sound of the avenue sounded faintly around, and there were countless phantoms of birds and beasts in the void constantly appearing and dissipating, which set off the saint more sacred and extraordinary, and made people have a sense of worship.

Although everyone in the audience listened to the words of the child, when they saw this scene, they had already subconsciously thought that it was just some ridiculous thoughts, if these were not saints, then who was?

It's just that as soon as everyone's thoughts started, they felt that the whole of Luoyang began to tremble. There was a slight tremor, then it became more and more violent, and finally people were no longer able to stand, and countless pavilions and houses began to collapse.

"Roar!" With a huge roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, an incomparably huge giant fist violently broke through the white jade stone steps and stretched out from the ground, punching the saint in the air. Immediately, the entire palace began to collapse, and a huge figure finally burst out of the ground and appeared completely in front of everyone.

This is a silver-white giant ape, the body is huge, as if standing up to the sky, this punch to the saint actually faintly exudes a momentum that covers the sky and the sun, even the saint is also a little dignified.

The saint stretched out a hand and pinched a Shangqing Jade Void Finger, and it was as if a huge barrier suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, blocking this punch.

This punch collided with the giant base, obviously the power was extremely powerful, but it was compressed to the extreme, because there was no trace of breath aftermath leaking out, and ordinary people in the field would be spared the end of being shocked to death by the aftermath of this blow, but at the place where the collision occurred, there were countless lives and deaths in an instant, and finally annihilated into nothingness.

After all, this punch failed to break through the saint's defense, but the giant ape roared with some pleasure, "Water!" Boundless waves appeared in the void out of thin air, covering the sky and surging towards the giant base. And those ordinary people who had just escaped were instantly stunned and lay down one after another, only a few cultivators could survive, but at this time, the entire Luoyang had almost become a battlefield, and all they could do was to stay away from the battlefield as much as possible to avoid the aftermath of which battle they accidentally died. In the midst of all this turmoil, some of those who remain untouched stand out from the crowd.

For example, Wu Yong, who was spitting blood and was hugging Wu Yi, who had died, was crying silently, such as Xu Qinghui, who was hovering beside the two girls with some regret and self-blame, and Old Man Sima and Han Ru who were persuaded by several people.

It's just that Old Man Sima looked at the collapsed palaces with extremely complicated eyes, and Liren and the strange black shadow should be buried there, but he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Of course, in fact, the most bizarre or eye-catching should be Yu Liang at this time, but they have been hiding in a hidden corner, so the strangeness that happened to him did not attract the attention of others.

Only the little monk Huiyuan looked at Yu Liang and Gu Qing a little dumbfounded and a little frightened.

Ever since Yu Liang sensed that an invisible giant mouth appeared out of thin air in the sea and began to gnaw on those purple qis, Yu Liang lost control of his body.

He could clearly perceive everything outside, watching Lishe wave his dagger, watching Xu Qinghui rush out in a rage, and watching the girl named Lu'e turn into a fluorescent light and slowly dissipate, but he couldn't do anything.

So he was angry, not at the two or the others who were still fighting in heaven, but at the powerlessness of not being able to do anything. The last time I had this feeling was when I met an old man named Wei Sheng, but in fact, the old man did not have murderous intent, so Yu Liangcai could continue to live a leisurely life with peace of mind, and his diligent practice was actually three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.

Now Yu Liang finally experienced the feeling of powerlessness again, but this time he was even more helpless and even faintly fearful. Because he had witnessed the death of the little girl, the mistakes that could have been avoided, and at this time he could really feel the rapid passing of the unconscious girl's life.

The little dimple that appeared on the little girl's face when she stuck out her tongue and the equally cute bow flashed in his mind, and then the other girl looked at him with a look of hope and a smile and rejected him, so the anger and unwillingness in his heart became more and more intense.

So at this time, Yu Liang, who was shrouded in this purple giant cocoon, had a hideous face, angry eyes, green tendons all over his body, and even faintly shed blood and tears in his eyes, but he could only stay where he was and couldn't do anything, because most of his mind was trapped in the sea of knowledge at this time, surrounded by the purple ocean that seemed to be sucked in by the storm, these purple qi seemed to be endless, but they were constantly swallowed by the giant mouth hidden in the fog of the sea of knowledge. And as the giant mouth swallowed more and more purple gas, the mist also dissipated a small piece, and a vague figure could be faintly seen.

It's just that even Yu Liang himself didn't notice that as the anger in Yu Liang's heart became stronger and stronger, the purple cocoon that surrounded him was also quietly dyed with a touch of blood red, with a palpitating aura.

And a large part of the horror in the little monk Huiyuan's heart at this time came from this, he was so talented that he suddenly seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, this feeling he had only experienced once not long ago, but this time it was not so terrifying.

As the anger and hatred in Yu Liang's heart gradually increased, the color of blood became more and more obvious, until after reaching a certain extreme, the surrounding space shook violently, Yu Liang roared silently, and finally broke free from this invisible shackle, and the big cocoon finally broke and dissipated.

Before the little monk could say anything, Yu Liang's figure flashed, and he landed in front of the two girls with an expressionless face.