Originally, the monks who were fleeing in all directions, wailing constantly, felt that they were the most unlucky, and their hearts were extremely desperate. Not to mention the great changes in the world, a group of saints jumped out first when they were full, fighting everywhere, and they had to keep dodging, and if they were not careful, they might be affected by the aftermath of the battle.

What's even worse is that saints are everywhere, and there are people fighting fiercely in every piece of heaven and earth, and there is no escape.

It can be said that everyone's mood is bad, with a thick haze, and they look like they have nothing to love.

But the next moment, people suddenly realize that they are not the most unlucky one, and the current situation is not as bad as they imagined.

Because at this time, they saw Snow Thirteen riding a ghost horse galloping on the clouds in the distance, and behind them was a group of saints blowing their beards and glaring, chasing them murderously.

Some of them have thousands of feet in the body, stepping on the void, as if the end of the world is coming. Some are full of visions, the stars are turning, the stars are rising and falling, and the holy power is invincible. There are also those who have not conjured the Eucharistic image, but they are gritting their teeth with the glowing holy weapon.

This scene looks so shocking, so incredible.

"This ......"

The eyes of the people on the ground below widened and they didn't react for a long time.

"It's spectacular. ”

Someone said subconsciously.

"Xue Tianjun, what kind of person is this. ”

Another said.

When they came to their senses, the expressions of lovelessness on people's faces disappeared, and they were replaced by sympathy for Xue Thirteen, feeling that compared to others, the situation of himself and others was really good, it was simply heaven.

However, there were also a few people who watched Xue Thirteen being chased and killed by the mighty army of saints, their eyes were bright, and they even had a look of envy.

They felt that being able to be hunted down and killed by so many saints at the same time was also a kind of ability!

You know, that's a saint, where would you usually bother to kill a monk in the Five Dragons Realm? I don't think I even look at it.

But this one is good, he directly let a group of saints chase and kill, and one by one they all look like their dead sons and wives, and they want to fight with Xue Thirteen.

"O man of God. ”

"Brother Tianjun is really a model for my generation!"

"It's violent. ”

"Hey, what kind of thinking do you guys have, and you're actually envious?"

"You know a fart, if Lao Tzu could be hunted down and killed by so many saints so stylishly, even if he didn't live in vain in this life. ”

"That's right, it's a great honor. ”

"Made, you're sick, are you crazy?"

If Xue 13 could hear the conversation of these people, it is estimated that he would be so angry that he would fall to the complaint.

Envy your uncle, hell glory!

At this moment, he deeply realized that this was not fun at all.

Roar!

Behind Snow Thirteen, a huge snake head suddenly opened its jaw, biting through pieces of void, and the roar was earth-shattering.

That's the saint of the Golden Serpent clan.

Back then, the prince of the demon clan, Gou Wu, was born and led a group of demons to the land of the Northern Xuan Domain, killing the geniuses of the human race.

At this time, Yuki Jusan and Tengu meet, and the two guys join forces to kill all these demons. The inheritance of the Golden Snake clan was dragged down the cliff by those two guys with two legs, and their heads were cut off with a knife, and finally even their bodies were boiled and eaten, which was extremely miserable.

One can imagine how angry the old saint of the clan was at this moment.

In fact, back then, Xue 13 killed the descendants of so many races, and those races didn't want to take revenge all the time. However, due to some restrictions on both sides, they were unable to send stronger ones over.

Now, the heavens and the earth have changed greatly, and the Northern Xuan Domain has become the center of this change, and the saints from all sides have descended, and they finally have a chance to take revenge, how can they give up?

The horses under the thirteen seats of Snow kept neighing, not to exert their potential and increase their speed, but to be frightened.

That's a demon saint, the bloodline is extremely powerful, and there is an innate suppression of the ghost horse, which makes the four hooves of the war horse tremble at this moment.

"Junior, aren't you peerless in talent? Isn't it a person who can't hold up the heads of everyone in the same generation?

An old fellow of the demon clan said, blushing and thick-necked.

Xue Thirteen didn't pay attention to that old guy at all, why did I run away from you, I don't have a little bit in my heart.

Phew!

A sword slashed across the heavens and the earth, as thick as a mountain, with unparalleled might.

Snow Thirteen urged the war horse to move out horizontally, narrowly avoiding it. But the saint's breath was too terrifying, and he was torn apart from the shocked body of the war horse.

His heart was extremely anxious, the secret path couldn't go on like this, and if he was approached by these old guys, it was estimated that the ghost horse would not even be able to run, and it was estimated that he would have to drag the horse by himself when the time came.

Although the speed of this horse is very fast, ordinary saints can't catch up, and behind the problem are a group of demon saints. Forget about the Golden Leopard Saint who didn't catch up before, such as the Tiger Saint, the Golden Snake Saint, etc., they are all known for their speed.

"Holy King, save me!"

Xue 13 suddenly raised his head and yelled at the void, he didn't know if it would work, so let's deceive these old guys first.

Because he thought about it, the only one who could threaten and deter these people was the existence of the Holy King.

And the Northern Xuan Domain is so big, there must be a holy king.

What the?

"Holy King?"

Sure enough, after hearing this, the old guys in the back changed their faces drastically, and their bodies couldn't help but stop, and they subconsciously looked up at the void.

After all, they tore apart the land covenant between several major domains and broke into the Northern Xuan Domain strongly, and they were still somewhat weak-minded, for fear that the supreme figures of the Northern Xuan Domain would make a move and deter them.

Can be one breath, two breaths, three breaths later......

The sky is clear, the white clouds are blooming, the Holy King of hell!

A group of saints finally understood that they had been fooled!

But when I just wanted to go forward to chase after him, I found that I couldn't even find the shadow of Xue Thirteen at this moment, and I had already ridden into the dust, and I didn't know how many miles I didn't know.

"Hmph, it's useless, he was swept away by the breath of this saint before, but he can use this to pursue it, and the mark is indelible in a stick of incense. ”

A demon saint said.

Several other demon saints also said that they could easily trace the traces of Snow Thirteen.

But just as they were about to make further moves, everyone's bodies froze, and their faces changed instantly.

A terrifying coercion appeared inexplicably, and the world suddenly darkened.

The oppressive aura made everyone's bodies cold, trembling all over, and they couldn't help but fall backwards.

Airplanes!

The void distorted, and at some point, a man in black appeared.

His hair is black and thick, his eyes are as deep as the starry sky, and his face is resolute and cold, with supreme majesty, which makes people look at him and feel like they have fallen into the abyss.

Holy King!

These saints are dumbfounded, didn't that kid lie to them?

Is there really a holy king who manifests into the world?

"See the Holy King!"

"Meet the Holy King!"

A group of saints saluted, and the expressions on their faces were a little stiff, and they laughed as if they were crying.

"I don't know if you're ......"

Someone asked cautiously tentatively, wanting to know the identity of the other party.

Unbeknownst to him, the black-clothed Saint King glanced at this person coldly, causing the other party to almost stumble out.

"Get out!"

The black-clothed Saint King said indifferently.

Swish!

Where is there anyone who dares to stay where they are, just kidding, who will be afraid of longevity.

Xue Thirteen fled for a long time, and found that the group of saints didn't catch up, could they really be deceived by themselves?

For a while, he himself was a little speechless, and he really didn't know how those old guys were sanctified. Isn't there an intellectual assessment for heaven and earth to bestow the fruit of saints?

If that group of saints knew what he was thinking, they would definitely not be able to help but scold.

Your uncle, damn it's an intelligence assessment!

Is it true that there is a holy king appearing, okay?

Otherwise, you little cub won't be able to escape even if you break your leg.

(End of chapter)