"Is Mr. Xuan not at ease with this Holy Son, or does he not believe in this Holy Son's fighting power?"
Seeing the protector's hesitation, Saint Taixuan suddenly looked dissatisfied.
As a proud man, he is extremely arrogant at heart and will never allow his strength to be questioned.
Especially the strength between the same level.
"Well, of course I have seen the combat power of the Holy Son. Although he is at the second level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, he is enough to stand firm in the Dragon Transformation Realm. The desolate slaves in this area have killed many dragon transformations from our Taixuan Ancient Sect. A person with a strong realm can be said to be invincible at the same level, but you have to be careful."
Elder Xuan also agreed. The chicks need to fly, and blindly protecting them is not the best option.
What's more, Saint Son Taixuan is not a fledgling.
"Are you here? Today, let me, Holy Son Taixuan, crush this desolate slave. Talking about being invincible at the same level is a joke in front of me."
At this time, Saint Son Taixuan's body glowed, his steps moved, and he took the initiative to ascend to the sky.
Looking at a divine light coming from far and near, the divine light was wrapped in the overwhelming desolate air and flew all the way. Wherever it passed, the patches of primeval forest turned into decaying dust and were wiped away by the desolate air.
The originally lush mountain vegetation and forests became completely bald with the arrival of the desolate slave from the Dragon Transformation Realm.
The arrival of Huangnu heralds the withering away of all things.
"Roar……"
A normal wild slave would pounce on any living thing he saw, and there would be no unnecessary nonsense.
The desolate slave of the Dragon Transformation Realm, who was approaching from far away, was killing the Taixuan Saint Son who was staring at the light at a non-stop speed.
"Kill, Taixuan ancient method, Divine Sword Nine Cuts..."
Faced with that ferocious aura, Saint Taixuan's narrow eyes were not afraid of rejoicing.
He was laughing, a smile that despised everything. As he laughed, he waved out one arm, and the sword light condensed in his palm, slashing towards the desolate slave.
Taixuan ancient method focuses on tempering the sword.
And Nine Cuts of the Divine Sword is its essence.
Condensing the life essence of the body into a magic sword, with one sword, it can kill immortals, slay gods, exorcise ghosts, and destroy demons.
If you can successfully practice the Nine Cuts of the Divine Sword.
He can even face enemies from all over the world and annihilate them all with one sword.
At this moment, Saint Taixuan used his own majestic life essence to cast his sword light, and it swayed like a heavy rain and wind.
Suddenly, the sky was filled with countless bright sword lights, covering the rushing Huang Nu.
Although Huang Nu has no sanity, he still has the instinct of life and unfolds the unknown ancient method.
That does not belong to the current era. The hands are like grinding, shaking the void with force, causing ripples to spread and annihilating countless sword lights.
It has no sanity, but it has an invincible posture in the Dragon Transformation Realm. As it roars, it constantly shakes the void and attacks the Holy Son of Taixuan.
Many disciples of Taixuan Ancient Sect below couldn't help but exclaimed, worried about Saint Taixuan.
If in the outside world, Taixuan disciples would not be so moved when faced with human dragon-transforming monks or even geniuses.
They would even look on coldly and ridicule others for daring to challenge their own Holy Son, which is like trying to do something like a chariot.
But the reputation of the Huang slaves in the Huanggu restricted area is so evil that it makes people fearful.
Even Elder Xuan, this half-saint still had a little bit of his mind.
He didn't think that the Holy Son would lose. From his perspective, although this desolate slave was terrifying, he showed his invincibility in the realm of dragon transformation.
However, Holy Son Taixuan was not suppressed at all, and even counterattacked throughout the whole process, which made him feel that the Holy Son was young and his combat power was probably far higher than that of his peers, and he was ahead of his peers.
However, Mr. Xuan was still afraid that the desolate energy would contaminate the Holy Son.
I don’t know what kind of substance this thing is. Rumor has it that its source is very ancient, even older than the Supreme Being in the deep Tianyuan.
The ancient restricted area is not because of the supreme restricted area.
But the desolate energy gradually took shape and enveloped this place, turning it into a primitive restricted area, and the Supreme only moved in later.
boom!
The battle in the sky has come to an end.
Faster than expected.
Everyone was amazed. The combat power of Holy Son Taixuan was really terrifying, and he was probably enough to become the king in the Dragon Transformation Realm.
I thought that the extremely ferocious Huang Nu would be able to stop his Holy Son.
But who would have thought that the battle would soon enter the home court of Saint Taixuan.
He actually suppressed this wild slave with one arm. What kind of invincible posture was this?
"Huang Nu, it's nothing more than that. I thought you could stop this Holy Son for a hundred moves, but I didn't expect that after fifty moves, you would be vulnerable to a single blow. In that case, I'll send you back to the west, and use the Divine Sword for the third strike of the Nine. Use your body to transform the sword realm..."
Saint Son Taixuan's whole body erupted with endless sword light, as blazing as the bright sun in the sky.
The endless blazing sword light was denser than the rainstorm, and it streaked across the void, bursting out with bursts of real clanging sounds, covering the entire world.
In the endless hell of sword light, Huang Nu struggled to resist, roaring, trying to break through.
But in just three breaths, the Holy Son of Taixuan descended like a god in the sword, summoning the sword light like a world-destroying storm to chop up all the desolate energy around him.
A generation of ancient desolate slaves in the Dragon Transformation Realm is enough to compare with the prodigy's combat power.
Directly in the sword domain of Saint Son Taixuan, it was torn apart and cut into countless pieces by the sword light.
Saint Son Taixuan's whole body was filled with light, and in the endless light rain of sword energy, he was as motionless as a mountain as a sword master.
It doesn't seem to be relaxing.
Huang Nu is nearly immortal, and has the blessing of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, enough to be reborn with a drop of blood.
Sure enough, the infiltrating roar belonging to Huang Nu resounded in the void again.
The desolate slave in the Dragon Transformation Realm was reborn in the majestic gathering of desolate energy.
The momentum didn't seem to have weakened much, and he was killing the Holy Son Taixuan again.
"This desolate slave is hard to destroy. With the blessing of desolate energy in the restricted area, even I can only throw it thousands of miles away to be pure for a while. Although the Holy Son has unparalleled combat power, it cannot withstand long-term wear and tear... …”
The face of Mr. Xuan, who was watching nearby, was covered by a black robe, but his tone was full of regret.
If he could kill Huang Nu, he would have killed him long ago, why bother making trouble now.
He had to remind the Holy Son and throw him thousands of miles away again to solve the problem temporarily.
But he didn't wait for Mr. Xuan to speak.
The Saint Taixuan over there made a shocking move, which shocked the eyes of this semi-saint, who was extremely surprised.
"Actually...destroyed Huang Nu..."
I saw a cry of worship among Mr. Xuan and many Taixuan Ancient Sect disciples.
The Holy Son of Taixuan fought against Huang Nu again. The endless sword light was an extension of his magical power. With his arrogant contempt, he cut Huang Nu into pieces again.
Seeing the desolate slave fragment spewing out a large amount of desolate energy, he wanted to reunite his body and return.
However, Saint Taixuan gave a cold smile, full of sarcasm: "Even a half-saint can't kill you, but I, Saint Taixuan, don't believe in evil. The people I want to kill must be dead or not. Picture of a crane stepping on a python." …”
Saint Taixuan suddenly unfolded his human body image.
A large piece of mist filled the air again, billowing like a fairyland unfolding.
Cry~
A crane cry resounded throughout the nine heavens, and from the fairyland-like mist, a huge crane took off.
