"Ancestor, I'm going to deal with him!" A strong man from the Divine Relic Clan at the peak of the Holy Order clenched his fists. No one could insult their clan like this. If he did... then he would die!
"Elder Gou, don't be impulsive, this monster is extraordinary!" Monk Sheng quickly stopped Elder Gou in his mouth, but...at this time, the old man in gold robe took a step forward. If I read it correctly...this creature can be regarded as one of the most powerful creatures in the world. This is the trump card of the Divine Continent.
Then...it would be better for him to tear this trump card into pieces with his own hands. Therefore, he suddenly had an aura that was above the holy level: "You stand back, I... I will kill this beast with my own hands!"
"Your horse is trampling the flying swallow! Come!"
The old man in gold robe had a calm expression on his face, but there was a fierce look in his eyes. He raised his big hand and pressed down on Tu from the air! Suddenly, a big golden hand seemed to appear out of thin air, and the whole world was shaking with its powerful power! As soon as the old man made a move, he used all his strength, without any intention of testing at all.
He wanted to kill Tu happily. If he wanted to bring the most effective fear and blow to the creatures in the Gods' Continent, nothing could be more convincing than the strongest person who killed them.
Tu's eyes were solemn, but he laughed, and in his laughter... there was a domineering fighting spirit that Yu Yue never had! The pinnacle of the Holy Order... Fighting against a strong person above the Holy Order may be a fantasy for other living beings, but for Ta Tu... there is nothing that can't be done, and there is nothing that can't be done!
Facing the big hand that made the world tremble, Tu did not dodge at all. Instead, he also condensed a big hand of demonic energy and faced it head on! A palm, a punch, a sudden confrontation, and the tyrannical power fluctuation... caused the forty saints of the remnants of the gods to retreat one after another!
Tu, on the other hand, was also shaken back dozens of feet, then smiled heartily, and disappeared directly. He appeared the next moment, showing that beside the old man in gold robe, the blood groove on the killing sword in his hand was full of blood-red blood. The golden-robed old man slashed his neck. Who knew how much blood this sword had drank.
"Ancestor, be careful!"
The saints of the Divine Relic Clan were all shocked! But the next moment...
"Qiang!"
The old man in golden robe directly grabbed the bloodthirsty Qingfeng with his hand, and his hand was dripping with blood! Facing Tu, he did not hesitate to praise him.
"To be able to reach this level at the peak of the Holy Realm, you...can be called the number one person in the Holy Realm."
"Yeah…"
However, Tu Xiemei smiled: "I think it's still a little bit worse." Then... the old man in gold robe felt that the wound on his palm could not be healed at all, and the blood flowing out... was that he had accumulated for countless thousands of years... vitality!
"What a weird boy."
After shaking Tu away, the golden-robed old man looked calm on the surface, but... he felt a storm in his heart, swallowing up... his life force? There was only one being in the ancient times who possessed such abilities, and that was the strongest among gods, the Blood God... How could this kid have such abilities?
"There are many strange things..." Tu stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his slightly chapped lips. What a good guy... he used his physical palm as a killing sword. He was indeed a strong man above the Holy Realm! However, he was seriously injured in today's battle, so he had to give this guy some color.
Otherwise... with his power, the large formation in the Eastern Sea cannot be withstood!
"Yu Yue...this time, you owe me!" He underestimated in his heart. He slaughtered the twin dragon beads and twin infants and worked desperately. A strange but huge bloody field rose up and enveloped the old man in gold robe. Countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth poured into Tu's body like crazy regardless of winning or losing...
At this moment, his cultivation aura reached the holy level!
"Field? You know so many things..."
The old man in golden robe who could have escaped from the spirit-gathering field has been standing there. He hasn't seen such an interesting young man for a long time. Unconsciously, the fighting spirit in his old heart actually started to boil again. It's interesting... really It’s very interesting…
Nothing is more fun than killing such a talented person!
"Old dog...die!"
In the field, dark clouds were moving wildly, hurricanes were dancing wildly, and a thunder pierced the sky! Then... the blood rain filled the sky with the aura of killing, pure sword intent, and overwhelming demonic energy suddenly fell! Every drop... is comparable to a full-strength strike from a top-level warrior!
"God's blessing."
If there were only one or two drops of this stuff, the old man in gold robe wouldn't care at all, and it wouldn't even hurt his hair. But...this is a rain of blood all over the sky! Faced with such an offensive, the golden-robed old man finally used his first magical power.
Suddenly, an aura that transcended the holy realm spread out like ripples that could not be dispersed. The old man looked pious as if he was praying, but not a single drop of the blood rain in the sky could come close to his body! The dense raindrops seemed to be swallowed up by something out of thin air.
"Later life, it's over..." The old man opened his eyes, and his eyes were also golden! Oh my god...what kind of eyes are these? High above, noble and inviolable, just like...the majesty of God! He...is about to take action.
As his life force continues to drain away, even he has to pay some price! What do these ancient beings care about most? Shouyuan!
"boom!"
The ripples spread out, Tu's blood spurted out, and his breath suddenly became weak! But there was a fierce flash in his blood-red eyes, and then he disappeared. Even though the old man in gold robe was on guard, he was still pointed by Tu Yi between his eyebrows...
Even the cold temperature on his fingertips... he could feel it clearly! At this time, there was actually a birthday crisis swirling in his heart. He didn't care about the so-called face at all, and just wanted to retreat...
"It's too late, old dog..."
Tu, who still had blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, smiled ferociously, and then, there was a weird and extremely gleaming light in his scarlet eyes... When he looked at him, even... even the old man in gold robes, the powerful golden light in his eyes couldn't help but dim.
He was about to pull away, but he stopped for a breath! Tu spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his breath became even weaker. All he wanted was this breath...
"disease!"
"boom!"
A loud shout and a loud bang! The finger Tu pointed at the golden-robed old man's eyebrows exploded to pieces! But a killing sword light with extremely powerful power also penetrated into the old man's eyebrows!
This style...Yu Yue calls it: a little rain of swords! Except for the contents of Yu Yue's storage bag, the Poseidon Trident, and the golden finger Tu mentioned, Tu didn't have anything! It can be said that he was originally the second Yu Yue, but...now, he is no longer.
Now he is a real great monk, an independent creature! He...is fighting to the death in the name of Tu! A strong man that even Haoyang and Dao Sheng cannot face!
How powerful is the rain of swords? How powerful is it to condense into one point? The old man who had surpassed the holy level... under this blow, his body exploded directly, and the sky was filled with blood mist. What followed was the excitement in the great formation in the Eastern Sea!
