[Chapter 2005 The Battle of the Saints]

On this day, the Haotian Star Territory rained a rain of divine flames.

All beings in the world are sad!

“Are you really dead?” In Haotianyu, a waist card in Mu Tianlian’s palm shattered, she looked into the void, tears streaming down her eyes.

This is the waist card left by Xiao Yun.

But this time it fell apart.

This means that the owner has perished.

Not only Haotian Territory, Human Emperor Territory, Jiang Zixu and others also discovered this.

“Did Xiao Yun really perish?” At that moment, all the gods frowned.

“What an amazing young man, how could he just die?” the gods sighed.

Xiao Qianlong, Jiang Wentian, and the others all shook their heads.

It hurts.

Nine days above, the atmosphere also became extraordinarily tense.

Xiao Yun died, Ling Xi and others cried out in grief.

“Dead?” Changshengye frowned. He released his divine sense and sensed all directions. He really didn’t notice Xiao Yun’s aura.

“How could this be the case, he has already suffered eight swords, but died in nine swords, is God going to kill him?” Ming Ziyu’s face was full of sadness.

Although he is the son of order.

However, he vaguely remembered how Xiao Yun helped him when he was young.

He and Xiao Yun are like brothers, but also like teachers.

The friendship is very deep.

However, at this time, the big brother in his heart died, how could he not be sad?

At the same time, he also sighed in his heart, even Xiao Yun couldn’t prove the Dao, so what about him?

“Dead!” The quasi-sage of the Holy Land of Creation also had a solemn expression on his face.

They have no friendship with Xiao Yun.

Even a little grudge.

But at this time,

they were sad in their hearts.

As quasi-sages, when their lifespan is exhausted, they have lived too long.

If you do not become holy, you will eventually perish.

But at this time, even such a stunning and brilliant descendant has perished, can they still become saints?

The loss of Xiao Yunzhi made many quasi-sages feel sad.

“Dead?” The Demon Emperor sensed all directions.

In addition, the ancestors of the underworld and the ancestors of the demons are also sensing, wanting to determine whether Xiao Yun really perished.

“Back then, Jiang Heng was also killed in the ninth sword of his tribulation. However, he reshaped his Taoist body by means of defying the sky, and with this he succeeded in proving Taoism.” The

Devil Emperor whispered.

After the Devil Emperor passed through, although there was divine punishment at that time, it was not so terrifying, and it would still give people a chance of life.

Since the Devil Emperor, the gods have punished them with nine swords. This is to kill people’s souls and cut people’s roads. Even if you are amazing and talented, it is useless to resist the first eight swords.

Heaven wants to punish you, how can you resist?

The same is true, since the Devil Emperor, only Hengdi has become a saint.

Hengdi has become a representative saint of later generations, with unlimited potential.

After that, Xiao Zhantian also succeeded in becoming a saint.

However, he seized the opportunity and gave up the punishment.

It’s a pity that I can’t see how strong he is.

However, Xiao Zhantian’s previous third sword attacking the sky and punishment also showed his unparalleled style.

You must know that many people have failed in the first knife, not to mention the severe punishment, and they have not been seriously injured.

Such means should not be underestimated.

Now, Xiao Yun’s testimonials have also shown an unparalleled demeanor.

It’s a pity that God wants to punish you, how can you resist?

Heavenly Punishment Saint is very indifferent, he is looking at all directions, and he is also sensing.

Nine swords are over, if Xiao Yun is not dead, he will not take action.

However, at this time, the punishment is also paying attention.

Because, when Emperor Heng lived and died, he shaped the body of Tao.

Emperor Heng stared in all directions and remained silent.

Xiao Zhantian also stared in all directions, with a deep expression on his face, making it difficult to see his mood swings.

A quarter of an hour passed, the terrifying Heavenly Power of Nine Heavens dissipated, and the Primordial Tribulation Mark was not there.

However, Xiao Yun still did not appear.

“Really dead?” Jiutian’s great power murmured.

“Dead!” After a while, the Demon Emperor’s eyes narrowed, and then he looked at the Demon Ancestor.

“It’s dead!” Demon Ancestor looked at Ming Ancestor and said.

Then, the eyes of several saints turned and looked at another area.

There, the aura of Primordial Primordial is lingering, and a saint is looming.

This person is the Lord of Vientiane.

“Shoot!” Holy Master Vientiane’s eyes flashed and he suddenly spoke.

Just now, he was also sensing all directions to determine whether Xiao Yun had perished.

Now under the induction, this person is dead.

Then, his voice entered the ears of several saints.

“Yes!” At that moment, the Demon Emperor and the others all blinked.

call!

The Holy Master of Vientiane took action, only to see his big hand move, directly passing through the space, and shrouded in the void ahead.

There, the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror is suspended in the air.

After Xiao Yun crossed the tribulation just now, the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror was knocked into the air.

In addition, Hao Sun Divine Furnace and Bihai Divine Pearl were hit hard.

Now they bloom with Dao lines and are still repairing themselves.

However, the Holy Master of Vientiane took action to capture the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror.

At the same time, another big hand appeared and took the Bihai Divine Pearl.

In addition, beside the Holy Master of Vientiane, another saint appeared, covering the sky with a big hand, grabbing towards the Hao Ri Divine Furnace.

Demon Emperor and Demon Ancestor, Ming Ancestor, swept aside.

“This… the saint shot!” Jiutian was in an uproar.

“What saints are those two?” Chu Yunfei frowned.

Next to the Holy Master of Vientiane, there are suddenly two more saints, which is surprising.

“One is the saint of the Yinling tribe, and the other is the saint of the Jinwu tribe,” said a quasi-sage from the Holy Land of Creation.

“It is said that they betrayed the Yin-Yang Holy Land, which led to the capture of one of the sacred objects.”

This quasi-sage revealed the secret of the year.

The same is true, in the land of scourge, the people of the Golden Crow and the Yin Spirit will be left guilty by the Lord of Yin and Yang.

The guardian sacred objects of the ancestors of the Siwon clan were disadvantaged and were also convicted.

However, the Yin-Yang Holy Master himself was also robbed.

Now, it seems that everything has returned to its original point, and these people have begun to seize the treasure of yin and yang.

“Yin-Yang Holy Land, holy relic?” Chu Yunfei frowned. He vaguely felt that the death of his father, the fall of the Holy Master of Yin and Yang, and the fall of the Holy Master of Qiankun were all closely related. Perhaps, this time, it will be It’s time for everything to be revealed, because he felt the cold eyes of the saints.

Then, he looked at the area.

Now that the Holy Master of Vientiane makes a move, will others sit back and ignore it?

“Wanxiang, you killed Yin and Yang, good fortune, Qiankun, and now you still want to get your hands on this yin and yang treasure mirror, are you trying to destroy the order of heaven and earth!”

When the Holy Master of Wanxiang took action, the Lord of Order appeared.

Then, the light lines between his eyebrows flashed, and a magic brush filled with the energy of the Primordial Spirit appeared.

The pen of order emerges, and the Dao pattern is lingering.

Those Dao patterns are like a real dragon entwined, and they are like the order of the heavens and the earth.

When the deep voice sounded, UU reading www.sonicmtl.

com His pen of order was like a gun, and like a real dragon, he madly rushed towards the big hand of the Holy Master of Vientiane.

“Haha, the order of heaven and earth?” The Holy Master of Vientiane smiled while looking up to the sky, and then, his eyes flashed like a sharp blade through the void, and snorted coldly, “This time, no one can stop the pace of this seat, heaven and earth will be affected by this seat. Change, those who obey me prosper and those who oppose me perish, the battle of saints, start it!”

When this low voice came out, in the void not far away, silhouettes flickered, and a saint appeared.

This person has the aura of the Holy Lord of Vientiane.

In an instant, eight figures appeared.

Eight people, all imposing.

There are thousands of entanglements in everyone.

call!

One of them, holding a divine seal, blasted the pen of order towards the Lord of Order.

There is another person, holding the seal of heaven and earth in his hand, and blasting at the deity of the Lord of Order.