What a guts, what a guts!

The overwhelming aura pressed down, and the thousands of battleships that were pressed creaked and countless cultivators vomited blood.

The power of the pseudo-saint shook the nine heavens, and the void in a radius of hundreds of millions of miles was trembling, it was a terrifying power to the extreme, extremely powerful, and could suppress one side.

Throughout the ages, saints are rare, and pseudo-saints are naturally strong.

In ordinary times, the ancestors can suppress one side, the quasi-saint can be called the overlord of one party, every quasi-saint is powerful, and if it is a pseudo-saint, it almost has the status of a saint, noble and incredible, everywhere he goes, he is the most peak person, and the saint must be careful.

But then, in times of peace, and now, even a pseudo-saint is nothing.

The majesty of your temple, this is still my 100,000 star field, you dare to be so arrogant, since you dare to appear, don't leave in the near future.

As soon as the words fell, a majestic aura rose to the sky, and then a sharp blade rose to the sky.

Not good!

The pseudo-saint was shocked, and his body was about to dodge as soon as he moved, however, the light was like traveling through time and space, and he couldn't get rid of it at all, and he was so terrible that he was afraid of it, and the power that followed him like a shadow made it impossible for him to even dodge, so he could only barely lift the mana around his body to protect himself, and at the same time, a bead on his head was dripping and turning.

Shout!

A faint sound came, and the next moment, the pseudo-saint flew out upside down.

Hmph, it's not ashamed, it's just that, Long Yun stepped out, and the majestic power was overwhelmed, terrifying to the extreme, which can be called earth-shattering.

He had been gathering momentum for the blow just now, and he had long known that a strong man would come, so how could he not be ready.

That ray of light is a war weapon that the Xingchen Sect has just forged, and it can severely damage the saint, let alone the pseudo-saint, even if there is a quasi-saint soldier to protect the body, the pseudo-saint is also severely injured on the spot, the muscles and bones are shattered, and half of the body is turned into nothingness, so it is not miserable.

Rumble!

Long Yun punched out, and the chaos was stirred, and the majestic power swept past and tore everything apart like a sharp sword.

Burst!

The pseudo-saint was seriously injured, and only half of his breath was left, and he could block such a method, and he was smashed on half of his body by this punch, and he was instantly torn apart.

Then Long Yun grabbed it with his big hand, and an invisible vortex spread, and the pseudo-saint's body was sealed alive.

Step by step, step by step, take advantage of the excitement, but there is no place to bury you.

The battle between pseudo-saints may last for decades and hundreds of years, but it may only last for a moment, as long as there is a flaw, it will be defeated in an instant, such as this one, one carelessly, first was severely injured and dyed by a sharp weapon, and then was killed without even being able to do anything.

But that's it!

Long Yun made a casual move, and a round bead fell in his hand, and there was a faint trace on it.

A sharp weapon that can hurt the saint, how can this quasi-saint soldier be able to block it, if it weren't for the extraordinary material of this round bead and the fact that it was condensed by the pseudo-saint, it would have already reached the peak of the quasi-saint soldier, I am afraid that it would have been turned into pieces under this attack.

Walk!

Long Yunzhi was so proud that he was about to leave after receiving the beads.

Whoever gives you the courage to kill the people in my temple will stay alive!

At this moment, a strange coercion suddenly erupted.

Boom, boom, boom......

Thousands of warships instantly turned into countless fireballs, and the screams of cultivators didn't have time to transform into meat pies, including the power of three ancestors.

Under that coercion, these people could not even resist.

No!

Long Yun let out a terrible roar, his eyes were split, and the corners of his eyes were oozing blood.

He was cultivated by the Xingchen Sect from childhood to adulthood, so to speak, everyone in the Xingchen Sect is his relatives, and everyone is his brother and sister, so it can be said that one of the three ancestors still guided him when he was weak, but he was the one who came later.

But now, in the blink of an eye, they're all dead!

Sage!

Long Yun almost gritted his teeth and said these two words, his eyes were deep, and he didn't share the murderous intent of the sky.

Ant!

A faint voice came, and then a finger was pressed directly, exactly the same way that Long Yun had used to deal with the quasi-saint before.

There is no doubt that this is a humiliation, a humiliation of Chi Guoguo, because Long Yun treated that quasi-saint like this before, so the saint personally dealt with him like this.

Long Yun roared angrily, with a pagoda on his head, stepping on a battleship, and the aura around his body exploded together, even burning mana qi and blood.

With the support of endless anger, he exploded his combat power to the peak, and even the Great Dao soul was burning, and he had to do his best to fight against the saint, even if he couldn't kill him, he had to leave a drop of blood behind.

This is not impossible, the gap between the pseudo-saint and the saint is indeed not small, but it is not a world of difference, if it were not so, there would not be dozens of pseudo-saints who could temporarily delay the affairs of the saint, and if they could delay, it means that they will not be killed by one blow, and there is a possibility of injuring the opponent.

Rumble!

The mountain shook, and Long Yun struck with all his strength to collide with the big hand, and a ripple swept across the billions of nothingness.

Burst!

The next moment, a figure flew out upside down, half of its body in tatters.

This person is Long Yun, the pseudo-saint is not a saint after all, he tried his best to strike a blow but failed, he was not an opponent at all, and his whole body was seriously injured.

Airplanes!

A drop of blood fell from the sky and manifested the heavens and all the worlds, and I don't know how many living beings manifested in it.

At the same time, wisps of strange fragrance came, if the cultivator smelled it, I am afraid that he would be able to go to the next level, it was really a supreme treasure, much more precious than the treasure medicine.

Such a divine object is naturally the blood of the saints, the blood of the saints!

Obviously, although Long Yun paid a great price, he did succeed, and he did his best to hurt the saint and make the saint hurt and bleed.

"Mole ant, you've made this seat angry!"

The suppressed anger came, and although it was low, anyone could feel the extremely suppressed anger in it.

Of course it's anger, the dignified saint was actually injured by the ants in his mouth, this is definitely a shame, especially since it was the pseudo-saint of the Xingchen Sect who injured him, and this pseudo-saint had killed two temple quasi-saints in front of him before, and a temple pseudo-saint.

Since the forces of all parties joined forces hundreds of years ago, He had suffered such a big loss, and the Xingchen Sect had already shrunk to the extreme, and it was difficult to even move.

Now that this kind of thing is happening right under his nose, it really makes him angry.

"Haha, hahahaha...... I'm an ant, what are you, at best, it's just a bigger ant, cough cough, being injured by an ant, you still think you are something, cough cough cough ......" Long Yun reluctantly raised his head and laughed, expanding the blood gushing but didn't care.

Die!

Annoyed and angry, the saint chose to shoot directly.

The big hand pressed down, and the power was more than three points, this time, he was going to directly kill Long Yun completely.

Saints have always been unreasonable beings, and they do not need to be reasonable, they do as they please, they can tolerate the frolic of children when they are happy, and they can wash hundreds of millions of sentient beings in blood when they are angry.

Boom, boom......

In Long Yun's loud laughter, the big hand pressed down, like Mount Tai pressing the top.

"Shooting with a junior, I'm afraid it's a loss of style, I'll try how to do it," However, at the critical moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded, and then a big hand reached out from the void, and with a light pat, the big hand was completely shattered, and then the nothingness was shattered so that the saint manifested on the spot.

Good!

The saint was not surprised, his heart moved, and a ray of light disappeared in an instant.

This is a means that they have prepared for a long time, and they are waiting all the time, as long as the power of the Star Sect appears, they will try to keep them, at least seriously injured.

Therefore, even if this saint is only an early saint cultivator, and the person who made the move is already the peak of the saint, he is not afraid.

It is true that there is a big gap between the two sides, but in the case of a saint one-on-one, unless it is a figure with gods and demons like Ji Changkong who can kill an ordinary saint at the peak of a saint, it is impossible for other saints to kill a saint in the same realm, at most they are seriously injured, at least they can escape.

They had been waiting for this opportunity for a long, long time, but the patience of the Star Sect was unexpected, but this time, it was clear that he had waited for it.

The saints of the Star Sect, they have long understood, this time they came to the Eighth Taishang.

One of the three saints of the Xingchen clan, although he is a veteran saint, he is actually relatively weak in combat power under the command of the Xingchen Sect.

Not long ago, he had just advanced to the peak saint, and he still had the blessing of this reincarnation, if it weren't for that, I am afraid that in another hundred million years, this eighth supreme saint would not be able to do this step.