King Shen snorted, rushed into a group of ancient chariots like lightning, and killed several more Dacheng kings like cutting straw.
The blood beads on the blade of the Red Sky Sword reflect the bloodthirsty brilliance in the sunlight.
"a bunch of trash"
he said disdainfully.
"He is a saint, quickly set up the formation"
The golden-robed Dacheng King's eyes widened and he roared like thunder.
boom!
Thousands of ancient chariots burst out with intense light at the same time.
In the void, a huge flame-like rune quickly formed.
Huge pressure continued to be released, as if a saint had arrived.
Whoosh... Thousands of scorching lightsabers cut through the void and shot at King Shen.
The force was so great that it tore apart a large area of space, making a shocking sound.
King Shen held up the protective divine light and rushed forward with the Red Sky Sword in hand.
The lightsaber broke through the sky like an invincible meteorite and hit the flame rune.
Embarrassingly, it didn't break.
The old ginseng king blushed.
At this moment, the remaining twenty accomplished kings used several holy weapons and semi-holy weapons.
"Nima, I'm under attack from both sides."
King Shen no longer had the calmness he had before.
Block while moving.
The force fell to the ground.
Cao Yi, who was watching the battle, had the urge to pull him down and beat him up.
After all, he is at the level of a saint.
After all, I have learned so many magical arts.
It won't work in a second.
"If you can't win, you don't have to come back."
Cao Yi sent a message to threaten.
King Ginseng's tiger body trembled, and his desire to fight surged.
No longer dodging, he went forward and split the semi-sacred weapon in front of him into two pieces with one sword.
Hit on the head.
A moment of dizziness.
He cursed silently. Stepping on the Xingzi secret, he avoided the combined attacks of the two holy weapons, rushed in front of the two great kings, and struck the head with a sword, shattering hundreds of soldiers and dozens of ancient chariots.
Then he used the half-baked military secrets to seize control of a holy weapon.
Three Dacheng kings and hundreds of soldiers were killed.
Before he could be happy, he was hit hard on the back by a holy weapon.
puff!
Vomited a mouthful of blood.
He was completely angry.
Trigger all secrets, and the combat power will increase by 10 times.
In a short time, five or six Dacheng kings and nearly a thousand soldiers were killed and wounded.
The flame rune released a blow that was comparable to the Saint's third step, but it was also defeated by him head-on.
"Go quickly"
The golden-robed king took the defeated general with his remaining troops and retreated hastily.
Below, cheers that broke through the sky came from the Tiandu Mountains.
"The saint is mighty"
"The saint is mighty"
…
"Thank you saint"
Li Qingwei flew up and bowed gratefully.
King Shen nodded reservedly.
Teleporting back to Cao Yi.
Poof, he knelt on the ground.
Ye Beixuan, who was sitting opposite, widened his eyes.
The saint actually knelt down in front of his senior brother.
Are you crazy, or is the world crazy?
Cao Yi didn't even look at King Ginseng.
It's so embarrassing.
His cultivation level has reached a higher level, and he has learned so many divine arts that defy the heavens.
He actually ended up like this.
"Taoist Master, I was wrong. I will practice hard in the future."
King Ginseng is like a primary school student who promises his parents to study hard.
"Starting from today, enter my inner world. If you don't improve your fighting power, you won't have to come out."
After Cao Yi finished speaking, a thought brought King Shen into the inner world to keep Xiaotian company.
Immediately afterwards, the black-clothed clone was sent in to teach the two people about love.
Southern Territory, Source City.
The seat of the Fire Spirit War Department of the Yuhuashen Dynasty.
Looking at the hastily withdrawing army, the residents of the whole city were shocked.
Someone actually provoked the Fire Spirit War Department and succeeded.
The residents looked strange.
It was even worse for the golden-robed Dacheng King who was in a bad mood.
in a moment.
A dozen people were reduced to pieces.
As if trained, everyone lowered their heads.
The golden-robed Dacheng King snorted coldly, and entered the war department with more than a dozen Dacheng kings.
Go straight to the deep end.
Soon he came to a light door that exuded wisps of holy power.
After performing the trick, you enter a world of fiery red magma, with daunting high-temperature bubbles floating everywhere.
The heat that hit their faces and the stronger holy power made the golden-robed Dacheng King and others' faces turn red.
"Go and report to the saint"
The golden-robed Dacheng King said to a person next to him.
"Why should I go"
The man was unhappy.
There is a saint who is born as a fire spirit, but he is famous for his bad temper.
I heard so many people died.
It's very possible to slap him to death.
"You dare to disobey?"
The golden-robed Dacheng King said with a gloomy face.
"So what if you disobey orders?"
The man showed no fear.
With so many people lost, as the leader, the golden-robed king, he would have to lose half his life.
"you"
The golden-robed Dacheng King was very angry.
"Why don't we wait until the five Half-Saints who are out on business come back?"
Someone suggested.
The golden-robed king showed signs of excitement.
It would be best to solve this problem without disturbing the saints.
Sudden.
A terrifying breath came over.
Everyone instantly lost the ability to move.
Then a cold female voice sounded: "Where are the others? Why are there only a few of you?"
Oops!
This living ancestor was awakened.
The golden-robed Dacheng King bravely replied: "Back to the saint, all the others are dead and were killed by a saint."
boom!
The entire magma world almost collapsed.
A saint-level fire spirit that looked more like a flame than a human appeared in the void, exuding a terrifying aura.
The golden-robed Dacheng King and all the Dacheng Kings all collapsed on the ground.
"Why are you still alive?"
The holy fire spirit's tone was cold.
The golden-robed Dacheng King had a wry smile on his face.
The holy fire spirit stretched out a big flame hand.
The golden-robed Dacheng King screamed and turned into ashes.
Tiandu Mountains.
Xuanxin is authentic.
Li Qingwei calmly watched one disciple after another leave.
He didn't blame these people.
It was only a matter of time before Xuan Xin Zhengzong was finished.
There is no need to drag so many people to be buried together.
He took a step and appeared in front of Cao Yi.
"The Fire Spirit War Department has a saint-level fire spirit that was born before it was perfect. Its combat power is equivalent to two or three ordinary saints. You and the saint leave here as soon as possible. It will be too late if it is later."
he urged.
"Don't worry, I've got everything"
Cao Yi still said what he said before.
Li Qingwei was so angry that he walked away.
Cao Yi grabbed it, and more than 10 broken and complete king's weapons, several semi-sacred weapons, and holy weapons appeared in mid-air.
These things were all left behind by the group of Dacheng Kings just now.
Cao Yi didn't even look at it, but one piece after another melted into Yelu Zhigu's body.
"pain"
The latter bit his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.
"endure"
Cao Yi said.
Soon, the King's Divine Weapon and Semi-Saint Weapon were integrated, and it was the Holy Weapon's turn.
After only a little bit of it melted in, Yelu Zhigu felt the pain was unbearable.
"Slow, slow, ah..."
She said brokenly.
Cao Yi had no choice but to slow down.
When the fusion was completed, Yelu Zhigu fainted.
Cao Yi looked at the blood stain on his right arm that Yelu Zhigu had just scratched out, showing a satisfied expression.
