As the jade seal fell into the altar, an ethereal colorful light soared into the sky, and a faint fluctuation came from the void as if it led to infinity.

As the fluctuation gradually weakened, the altar suddenly lit up, and the great array of Luoyang City stagnated, and all the energy was evacuated, completely stopping the operation for a moment. At the same time, the void was also torn apart, and a figure appeared in place, unbeknownst to him, who had traveled tens of millions of miles and arrived here directly.

As the figure gradually condensed, the boundless coercion dispersed everywhere with a faint crimson purple, and the entire Luoyang and even further away felt the glorious power that seemed to face the way of heaven, and couldn't help but bow his head and want to bend down and bow down.

This is true for mortals, and so it is for cultivators, even the two masters who are nominally before and after leaving the country.

Because this is the power of the saint, the saint, is the real master of the country.

Everyone was shocked, even if they had never seen a true saint, but this vast coercion like heaven and earth still made them make a quick judgment. And the few people who had faced this saint directly, such as the Han Ru brothers and sisters, were even more shocked, almost unable to hold themselves, and subconsciously knelt on the ground.

Except for a few people, Liren, Lishe, and Old Man Sima, his face was indifferent with a hint of relief.

It's kind of weird. At a time when the whole world is showing submission to the saints, even if a few people are in power who have left the country, this behavior is a little out of place and disrespectful, and even there is a trace of contempt in that indifference, which is even more unbelievable.

"Could it be that these people are crazy?" thought to the few who noticed this, a little uneasy, for fear that this performance would anger the saint.

Even these people can notice this, as the strongest saint in the world, it is naturally impossible not to notice it, so the saint turned his head slightly, looking at the father and daughter who didn't know when they were standing together, his eyes were indifferent.

This kind of indifference is different from the indifference in their eyes, it is more of a kind of coldness and cruelty, as if the next moment will wave their hands and make the two of them disappear.

Everyone was silent, except for a few who were a little different.

Zhou Quan said "Huh", Li Qing frowned, the little monk Huiyuan lowered his head in some horror so that people couldn't see his expression, Han Ru squinted his eyes in surprise, faintly sensing that something was wrong, although the saint in his impression was also with a trace of indifference, but at first glance he actually looked like an ordinary bad old man, and this overwhelming sense of oppression seemed to be a little too ...... Deliberately. Han Ru thought about it, and actually straightened up and stood up, which made the old man Sima who had been indifferent on the side a little surprised and with a hint of appreciation.

Fortunately, the saint may have been merciful, and did not really get angry, but asked, "Why don't you kneel?" The voice was so ethereal that with a hint of inviolable will that it almost made Lishe fall to the ground on the spot.

was just grabbed by Liren and protected behind him. Liren took a light breath and said indifferently, "Why do I kneel?"

The voice was not too loud, and compared with the voice of the saint, it seemed to have no majesty, but it was extremely clear in the ears of everyone in the room, and it was like a thunderbolt that blew everyone up, and there were some expressions of horror and disbelief on their faces, even those guards who had been trained and educated since childhood to be loyal to the emperor were also a little commotion.

And Han Ru's brows furrowed even deeper after hearing this question, and some extremely terrifying thoughts were already quietly born, so he turned his head in disbelief to look at Old Man Sima who had been indifferent.

The old man's face was extremely complicated, and he nodded faintly. Han Ru's heart shook violently, and his brain went blank in an instant, that is, Zhihai was all impacted, and it was faintly implicated in the previous injuries.

But I saw that the saint suddenly shouted: "I am a saint, how dare you not kneel?" The sound was like thunder, and many ordinary people who had never practiced turned pale in this loud drink, and their mouths and noses began to bleed uncontrollably, which actually faintly hurt their spirits.

Liren's father and daughter, who were close to Chi Qi, snorted in unison, and their faces turned pale. Leaving the house is a "poof" and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Liren laughed fiercely and said, "Saint, what kind of saint are you? I'm just an impostor!

With Liren's roar, the originally ordinary Liren's momentum suddenly soared, and he even broke through several middle and upper realms in a short period of time, and he didn't even stop, until he stepped on the realm of the grandmaster with one foot above the peak of the upper realm.

It's just that Liren's aura is very mixed, and there is a sense of dead silence, and there is even a trace of extremely heavy demonic aura, which makes the cultivators present slightly startled.

After Liren's momentum rose sharply, he didn't hesitate, and he screamed and punched the saint with murderous intent.

Although Liren's hidden cultivation is so high that it is a little incredible, but he is facing the strongest saint in the world, such a cultivation is no different from an ant in the eyes of a saint, how can he hurt a saint. The saint only flicked his sleeves slightly, and Liren's violent punch came to an abrupt end, and he vomited blood from his mouth and was knocked out.

At the same time, a black light suddenly flashed out from the shadow of the altar behind the saint, striking at the saint's back, this black light was so fast that it was difficult to catch with the naked eye, so fast that he couldn't even keep up with his thoughts, so he slammed into a foot behind the saint.

It's just that even the fast figure seems to be meaningless in the eyes of the saint, the saint only frowns slightly, and the black light seems to encounter an impregnable barrier, and a sharp and piercing sound comes from the void, not like a collision but like a kind of piercing sound of sharp blades intertwined. The black light actually circled around the saint countless times in an instant, and the piercing sound became louder and louder, making people's scalps tingle, and even Zhihai was faintly shocked.

"Noise!" the saint snorted coldly, his palm was clenched, and the black shadow slammed into a slam, as if it was grabbed by an invisible big hand and couldn't move, and people saw the shape of the black shadow clearly, and it was as strange and terrifying as a wriggling shadow.

"Demon!" everyone in the audience shouted in horror in their hearts, and turned their heads to look at Liren who was still vomiting blood on the side, and said in their hearts that they didn't expect Emperor Lihuang to collude with the demon to assassinate the saint, but how could it be successful, could it be that he was crazy?

However, Han Ru had already raised his vigilance when this black shadow appeared, until the black shadow finally showed its form and finally matched it with Yu Liang's description, and at the same time, countless questions appeared in his mind, only to feel that it was difficult to sort out a mess for a while, and subconsciously remembered Yu Liang hiding in the shadows. The heart said that I don't know if this kid can figure out the key point in this.

At this time, although Yu Liang had all this in his eyes, he just stood still and didn't do anything, and he couldn't even think too much about it, if the people next to him looked carefully, they would find that Yu Liang's pupils had lost focus at this time, and he didn't know what was going on and lost his mind.

Yu Liang was looking at the yellow-robed man with a complicated expression, and it wasn't until the saint appeared that he was shocked and came back to his senses, but he was instantly shrouded by the brilliant power of the saint, but Yu Liang, who was a little uneasy, felt that the place in the sea of knowledge that had always been shrouded in a cloud seemed to feel the power of the saint, and it was slightly turbulent, so that Yu Liang's entire sea of knowledge began to be turbulent, and Yu Liang had no choice but to look inside and enter the sea of knowledge to stabilize the turbulent sea of knowledge, and also wanted to try to take the opportunity to take a peek.

It's just that no matter how Yu Liang tries, this piece is always turbulent, and even intensifying. And the power of this saint who permeates the heavens and the earth seems to have felt this abnormality, and he doesn't know why he entered the sea of knowledge.

Yu Liang only felt the slam at that place, and then it was as if he saw a boundless giant mouth biting the power of the saint, and the power of the saint was swallowed up in one bite.

The power of the saint seems to have spiritual sense, where can it be easy to provoke like this, and then the faint crimson purple accompanied by the power of the saint fiercely gathered towards Yu Liang, surrounding Yu Liang, like a purple cocoon.

The little monks Huiyuan and Xu Qinghui on the side were inevitably attracted by this scene, and even forgot to look at the battle situation above, but looked at Yu Liang with some horror, and then turned their heads to look at the battle on the stage, not knowing what was going on.

These two anomalies were too obvious, which made Xu Qinghui and the little monk Huiyuan ignore Gu Qing beside them, and their expressions were a little confused and fell into contemplation under the shroud of purple qi.

And after the black shadow was held by the void, the sage's palm was slightly forced, and the black shadow was suddenly squeezed and slightly deformed, and it exploded directly in the air and scattered everywhere, but it quickly disappeared into the shadows, and it seemed that it did not die directly but escaped through some methods.

The saint's brow furrowed slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied. And Han Ru finally determined that this saint was very wrong at this time, the strength shown by Liren and this black shadow was extremely strong, Han Ru asked himself that even if he was in his heyday, he might not be much stronger than the two of them, but he was injured by the saint at will, and the methods used by the saint can be described as simple and rude, and the feeling of returning to the basics is not strong.

It's just not strong enough, or rather, such means are too weak for a saint.

As the top powerhouse in the world closest to the Heavenly Dao, the saint already has the rhyme of the Tao in his gestures, has the Heavenly Constitution in his mouth, follows the law in his words, and has incredible power, how can he use such a means that is extremely shallow compared to the enemy to fight the enemy. Even these two beings who should be ants for a saint can't be killed, only injured.

As Han Ru reacted, most of the cultivators in the field also discovered this anomaly.

At the same time, the place where the saint was suddenly exploded, and a somewhat familiar figure burst out from the white jade steps from the bottom up, bringing the saint into the air.