Chapter 139 The Eight Wasteland Saint Clan

Style: Fantasy Author: July flying starWords: 2046Update Time: 24/01/12 04:16:24
boom! !

Along with the word "ant" fell.

A terrifying coercion that shook the world of Tianlan swept across the world in an instant!

Buzz buzz...

Tremble, tremble...

The sky is tearing apart and the earth is mourning!

The whole world is shaking like crazy!

Before the eyes of the world, ripples of the world visible to the naked eye are rippling in the void, blooming into an illusory scene of light and shadow refraction and distortion!

In the midst of disillusionment, Tianlan Realm is in pieces!

Pitter patter...

A light rain fell in the broken sky.

The rain is black and red.

Like blood stasis accumulated for many years.

It contains extremely ominous evil power, and the endless evil breath comes with the rain, pouring it on this world called Tianlan.

Rain falls.

Falling on flowers, plants and trees, the plants that come into contact with the rain are sucked out of all their vitality in an instant and wither in an instant!

Looking around, the entire originally green world is being continuously eroded and extinguished!

It's like a beautiful landscape painting being swallowed up by drops of ink!

Blah blah blah...

In an instant, the black rain became heavier again.

It fell on the protective spiritual energy of the major monks, and was destroyed upon contact. It penetrated the spiritual energy without any resistance, and it was like entering an uninhabited land!

All the monks who were contaminated by the black rain had their spiritual energy weakened and continuously lost...

Continuously flowing into the sky...

The only devil!

"!!!"

"coming!"

At this moment, the great monks and saints from all Tianlan domains could not sit still.

Because they were so familiar with the scene in front of them and understood its meaning too well!

The pouring black rain in front of me is the manifestation of the peerless great demon's famous demonic power and world-destroying demonic calamity pushing it to the highest level!

Its power is just like its name...

Destroy the world!

In the distant past,

This is exactly how this peerless demon came to Tianlan, intending to destroy the world of Tianlan and turn the creatures of the world into nutrients to fuel its demonic flames!

That day, black rain fell.

The world is shattered!

That time and that moment is exactly like this moment!

Yesterday reappears!

But the difference is...

Back then, it was this great demon who used his formless body to suppress Tianlan.

Now, the World-Destroying Demon Tribulation has a new owner, and the former great demon has had the Dao Fruit stolen!

The identities of the chess players and the chess pieces changed silently!

For a moment, everyone was speechless.

The Qingyu situation has developed to this point, and they can no longer understand it at all.

This game of chess is in chaos.

Total chaos!

Black rain is raging.

As if a god came into the world and looked down at Tianlan, a strange color finally appeared on his huge face.

The highest realm of world-destroying demonic calamity?

No...compared to the Demonic Tribulation Dao Fruit she had condensed back then, this person seems to have brought out the old and brought out the new after stealing it, taking it to a higher level?

This is not right!

The Wuyuan Immortal Body's stealing of the Dao Fruit is just a change in the recognition of the law's imprint. How can it elevate its Dao Fruit realm to such an extent?

This person……

The giant face glanced again at the Beginningless Holy Soldier in Lin Ze's hand, which was like a dragon soaring thousands of miles and roaring for nine days.

Qingcang’s sword!

besides……

In the deep eyes of the giant face, the phantom of the saint behind Lin Ze became extremely dazzling in this dim world filled with black rain!

"..."

"It turns out it's you, the Eight Desolate Saints!"

The heavy voice of the giant face echoed throughout the world.

But what answered her was a supreme sword that cut through yin and yang and divided the world between morning and dusk!

Lin Ze drew his sword forward and opened the Heavenly Gate with one strike!

Zheng——

The power of the sword of the Beginningless Saint Weapon is overwhelming!

A huge sword light seemed to cut the world from bottom to top, attacking Tianlan!

With one sword strike, the world falls into chaos!

Yin and Yang cut off the dawn!

The supreme power, the supreme holiness’ terrifying coercion instantly filled the entire world!

Under this overwhelming pressure from ancient times to the present, the world of Tianlan seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, and the entire world was stagnant.

At this time, there is no wind or cloud, my thoughts are empty, my thoughts are empty!

At this moment, there is neither heaven nor earth nor me!

Everyone can only watch the world rise and fall in the Beginningless Sword from the perspective of a bystander.

Life and death are unknown!

With the blessing of Lin Ze's two top saints, the power of the Beginningless Holy Soldier was finally drawn out, glowing with infinite power!

Tianlan once again ushered in the glory of the Beginningless One!

After hundreds of millions of years, the people of Tianlan once again recalled what it means to be without a beginning!

Facing Lin Ze's attack, the Jingshimo didn't show much surprise.

As the top formless person.

There is no beginning, and she is the strongest in the world!

What's more, she is still the unrivaled genius and the most powerful demon among the phaseless ones!

In the situation of Qing Cang, she can still use her hands and feet to stir up the situation.

What could a mere Qingcang Holy Soldier without the power of phaselessness and the blessing of Qingcang bloodline do to her?

A magic light shone in the big devil's eyes.

She changes the wind and clouds and sets off world-destroying waves in the world of Tianlan!

A huge palm protruded from the eye of the storm where the wind and clouds gathered, and grabbed Lin Ze's sword light.

boom!

In just a moment, the sword light was crushed to pieces!

Waves of void suddenly spread across the entire world, smoothing out the black rain and all the strange phenomena, making the world peaceful again.

"..."

"I haven't seen you for many years, but this person's power is still so amazing."

"Although the man from Qingyu has the Holy Soldiers of the Green Saint in his hands, he does not have the blood of the Blue Saint, and he is not in the formless holy realm. It is difficult for him to mobilize the true power of the Holy Soldiers. In this fight, he is afraid that he will not be able to take any advantage. Advantage."

"It should be so. That guy from Qingyu will definitely lose."

"It's just that if this happens, all the secrets of Qingyu will probably fall into her hands."

"No, it's still early. There is more than one powerful person who covets the Qing Territory. Don't forget who stopped her when the great demon came to destroy Tianlan."

"The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows. No one knows who is the real winner until the end."

"Besides, you heard it just now, that person personally talked about the Eight Desolate Saints!"

The Eight Desolate Saint Clan!

An ancient race spread from ancient times!