He strode forward, and the invincible power of the King of Heaven pushed out.
Under Li Jing's power, the Holy Saint of Mingquan was completely unable to mobilize his own strength and was completely suppressed.
"Quickly retreat!"
The Holy Spirit was shrouded in a shadow, looking at Li Jing who was forcing him to come, how dare he fight for his life.
He can hear it.
Li Jing was not joking with him, he really wanted to take his head.
Although he also has the means to keep the bottom of the case, Li Jing is mysterious and unknown, and his hidden means must be more than him.
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On the sword master's body.
Wow! As soon as this fire touched the body of the Holy Saint of Ningquan, it spread crazily.
The Holy Spirit of the Underworld is in incomparable pain.
This burning thing is the source of his life, which is extremely precious.
The flame this person controls can ignite the source of his life.
In fact, this move was simulated by Li Jing when he saw the Great Luo True Fire between Emperor Shengxuan's fingers.
A truly strong person is one who is constantly learning, knows his own weaknesses, and makes up for his shortcomings.
"How can you control this kind of flame? How can a Holy Saint be so powerful!"
The Holy Saint of Mingquan was extremely frightened and could not understand.
What's more terrifying is that the more he struggles crazily, the more fiercely the flames spread.
He understood that it was the other party's sage realm that completely suppressed him.
But as the Holy Saint, how could he be willing to wait for death?
His eyes were hard.
"The power of burial!"
Activate the sword formation.
Although the Holy Saint of Mingquan was suppressed, it did not mean that he had no power to resist at all.
He roared with both fists, and strange runes were emitting from his entire body, composing his Tao and Dharma, and then turned into an even more terrifying power of Burying Heaven.
Even he will be destroyed by the power of Burying Heaven.
"Cut the road like a knife!"
Li Jing raised his palm, which was a Dao-cutting knife.
That day, on the Xuantian battlefield, he did not fully display his strength. After all, there were many people besieging him, and there was also the Shengxuan Emperor, so it was difficult to kill him.
But today, gods and demons are hard to save.
His palm was like a knife, and he was killing people in front of him.
And every ray of slashing light that fell on the Holy Saint of Mingquan caused him immense pain.
The five-color divine light condensed palm sword is more pure than the five-color divine thunder.
The foundation of his holy path was being cut off one after another, and it was even possible that he would be cut off from the holy realm to the heavenly holy realm.
"It will do you no good to push me to a dead end. If I die, the entire Styx Holy Sect will go crazy!"
The Holy Spirit of Mingquan roared fiercely.
"If you stand in my way to get treasures, if you stop me in my quest to achieve the emperor's great deeds, it will be hard for gods and demons to save you."
Li Jing said with a dull expression.
What else did Mingquan Shenggang want to say.
His expression suddenly changed.
The emperor behind him!
This person's strength has become so strong among the Holy Saints that it is beyond comprehension.
So who is the emperor behind him?
When he said the four words Daqian Emperor, the respect in his eyes could not be concealed, he was surrendering from the bottom of his heart.
This lets him know.
The Daqian Emperor was a more terrifying existence than this man.
Li Jing's thoughts reached the sky, and the Tao-cutting knife flew across the battlefield. He walked with his feet, roaring, and the boiling flames of war erupted. Then he picked up the King of Heaven's halberd and killed him.
The Holy Saint of Mingquan kept swaying, and the holy body was beaten until it collapsed. It was too miserable to look at.
How miserable.
Just because he said something to provoke people, this person targeted him and wanted to take his life. ….
How can there be such a domineering and unreasonable person in the world.
"I am a saint, how could I die here!"
The Holy Saint of Mingquan shouted crazily, never willing to die.
"Sages also die."
After Li Jing finished speaking, a halberd struck him.
Peng Peng Peng! Blood mist exploded.
The Tower of Heaven appeared above his head, and the power to suppress everything fell to swallow him up.
"No! I must not go in!"
The Supreme Saint of Mingquan danced his hands wildly, realizing that the Tower of Heaven was the purgatory of death. Once he entered, he would never have a chance to survive again.
Soaring into the sky, he mobilized his strongest power and collided with the Tower of Heaven.
But the tower is like a god, towering and motionless.
Li Jing was crushed by strength.
At the same level, there are three, six or nine levels of the Holy Saint, and Li Jing is undoubtedly the strongest.
"Great destruction of heaven and earth!"
moment.
Li Jing's terrifying holy power came into play.
All the previous preparations to gather the five elements of the world were all for this move to destroy the world.
Under the Great Destruction of Heaven and Earth, the world of Five Elements suddenly collapsed, like a world coming to an end, with scenes of collapse and destruction everywhere.
The Holy Spirit of Mingquan was trembling all over.
If heaven and earth cease to exist, the sages will also perish.
Of course, what Li Jing created was not the real destruction of the world, but it was enough to kill him, a sage.
In the apocalypse of destruction.
Breath impact.
The hit on the body caused the Holy Saint of Mingquan to collapse.
Li Jing's halberd, carrying the power of the Great Destruction of Heaven and Earth, hit the Holy Saint of Mingquan heavily.
In front of Li Jing, he didn't even have the qualifications to fight.
"I borrowed your head!"
Li Jing struck him again with a halberd, and the sharp edge hit his neck. Suddenly, with a grasp of his hand, the head fell directly into his hand.
When the Tianta Tower fell, chains were wrapped around half of the holy body.
The Holy Saint of Mingquan is not dead.
His vitality has reached an extremely terrifying level.
However, half of his body has been suppressed into the Zhitian Tower, where it can be slowly refined and turned into boiling vitality, which can be used to nourish the strong men.
Tsk tsk!
The Holy Origin.
How many people in the world can be treated like this?
This is taking the life of a sage.
As for the head in his hand, Li Jing struck with a force of destruction.
now.
In front of the Holy Ancestor's Secret Treasure.
The elites of Da Gan swept through one area after another, almost killing all the powerful men brought by the Styx Saint Sect to the secret hideout at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty.
"Ningquan ran away, and the man chased him. With his holy strength, it shouldn't be difficult for him to just want to survive. After all, forcing him to a dead end will do no good to anyone."
"Sages are not so easy to kill!"
"Hmph, he wants to kill Mingquan to establish his power. As long as Mingquan survives, he won't be able to establish his power, and he won't be able to scare us!"
...
A very strange scene.
The strong men who gathered were all calm and did not take any action.
They are expecting.
And every time the secret treasure of the Saint Ancestor is revealed, it will lead to a bloody storm, and the death of the Saint is a normal thing.
"came back!"
Sudden.
A sinister aura.
They saw Li Jing coming back.
And what made them look tense was. ….
Li Jing held a bloody euphorbia in one hand, and in the other palm was a dead head.
The Holy Ghost Spring!
When he said he wanted to borrow someone's head, he didn't mean it in vain, he actually did it.
This is the supreme saint. In front of him, he is so fragile that he cannot even escape.
"He really killed Mingquan!"
Chills all over.
The biggest shock.
The impact of this head is enough.
"Everyone, do you still want to enter the Holy Ancestor's secret vault with me?"
Li Jing had a faint smile on his face.
But this expression is like a demon.
"The interests involved in the Holy Ancestor's secret treasure are too great. You can get half of it. If you don't let others take it at all, how can you defeat it and let us join forces to attack?"
Some people looked unwilling.
Don't want to quit just like that.
"It seems that you still need me to explain the principles of swordsmanship to you. At least it won't be difficult to kill a few more saints."
Li Jing's domineering and ferocious voice shocked too many people
.
This is no joke.
The death of the most holy Mingquan made them understand completely.
They looked at each other, hoping that someone else could take the lead.
But no one would be so stupid.
And waiting for the Holy Ancestor?
Even when the Holy Ancestor arrived, the battle was already over.
Almost instantly, when one person exited the Holy Ancestor's secret vault, everyone else also withdrew. .
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