After being managed by the system

"Self-explosion? My God, there is no confrontation yet, but just releasing the breath, forcing a Nascent Soul master to self-detonation? What is the state of this magic disc?"

"Moulding God, at least the realm of shaping God! My God, the Black Demon Sect is stronger than we imagined."

"Fortunately we escaped quickly, thank God!"

Everyone was terrified, forcing Elder Nascent Soul to blew himself up, destroying his foundation and fleeing for his life. The power of the magic disc can be imagined.

They are arrogant, in front of this kind of power, they are a bunch of scum.

Everyone looked at Lu Yao with fear in their eyes.

"The realm of shaping gods? Is it the realm above Yuanying?" Lu Yao asked.

He was also shocked by the power of the magic disc, and he also did not expect to crush Elder Ximing.

He also had to admire Elder Xi Ming's determination, making a choice immediately, and still having the chance to escape.

However, he is more curious about knowledge.

"Yes, the realm of shaping the god is the fifth rank, which is above the Nascent Soul. If you succeed in shaping the god, you will be the fourth rank Hua Yuan. If you are above the fourth rank, you can be called a saint." Hallmaster Qingye responded.

"Does Hallmaster Qingye not know the three realms of saints?" Lu Yao continued to ask.

"Since the first suzerain failed to attack the realm of saints, no one has reached the realm of saints for thousands of years. Perhaps only the suzerain knows." Hallmaster Qingye sighed.

Lu Yao didn't ask any more questions, let alone the Black Demon Sect, even the entire Emperorless Territory has no saints.Even if you know it, it's useless, he is just a foundation, even if you can achieve it one day, it will be hundreds or thousands of years later.

His gaze was once again drawn to the battlefield, and the Heaven Cracking Demon Disk did not kill other people, but chased after Elder Xi Ming's Nascent Soul.

But just the remaining power of the magic disc caused heavy damage to all the disciples of the Sanxianzong, and another guardian died tragically on the spot.

"Damn Lu Yao, I just said a rebuttal to you. As for treating me like this? The person who really offended you is Hu Yu. Why didn't you kill Hu Yu first?"

Elder Ximing cursed endlessly.

He was really desperate, he had tried all means, but he just couldn't get rid of the Heaven Cracking Demon Disk.

Maybe in the next second, he will be wiped out by his body and dao, and there will be nothing left.

Suddenly, a group of people appeared in front of them, giving Elder Xi Ming hope.

Not far ahead obliquely, the disciples of the Holy Sect were standing on a skull mountain, looking over here.

"Heaven-cracking magic disk, could it be that the Son of the Holy Dao has arrived?"

"Impossible, Sheng Daozi has not appeared in the hunting conference for more than ten years, but Yihan Saintess may appear. This escaped Nascent Soul seems to be an elder of the Three Immortals."

"The Demon Sect is the Demon Sect, and they will kill each other at the hunting conference. If our Holy Sect is destroyed by their hands, it will be a joke."

Several guardians sneered.

"Isn't it? Their hunting conference is not only hunting down our holy sect, but also their fellow sects. Such sects should have been destroyed a long time ago." A Tianjiao sneered.

This person's face is as white as jade, his eyebrows are picturesque, and his red lips rise like fire, full of disdain and contempt.

This skin alone is like a flower among the crowd, and even female disciples will be eclipsed in front of him.

"Prince Yin, we must not be careless. The Demon Sect also has its merits. They have killed each other for many years, but their strength has not weakened much. Our purpose this time is to slaughter their descendants, but the disciples of the Demon Sect They're not that easy to deal with."

"That's right, Saintess Yihan's realm has reached perfection. Before she is 30 years old, her strength has already surpassed perfection, far surpassing the sect master of ordinary sects. And among the disciples of the Black Demon Sect, her strength is not the strongest yet. It is said that the other direct descendants of the Holy Daozi will also return to participate in the hunting conference."

"This time, there are spirit beasts like Magic Disc to help out, so we have to be more careful not to be careless!"

Several guardians persuaded him one after another.

"Hehe, the Heaven Cracking Demon Disk is just a holy beast that hasn't grown up yet. Since the uncles are worried, let me destroy it."

Prince Yin stood up, and a guqin appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"Prince Yin, no. The state and aura of the magic disk are not quite right. They are not ordinary spirit beasts. Fortunately, they are not coming in our direction. It is better not to provoke them." The guardian said worriedly.

From far away, he could feel that something was wrong with the magic disc, and the aura released was also very chaotic, making him unable to distinguish the specific state.

"Uncle, I'm worried. My zither was forged by the emperor's grandfather. A full-strength blow can easily kill a Nascent Soul master. With you here, even if the monsters are berserk, so what? Look, they are already flying towards us coming."

Seeing the flying magic disc, Prince Yin not only didn't have any worries, but instead played the guqin selflessly.

The slender fingers, tall and straight figure, and handsome face are matched with a wonderful melody, just like the characters in the painting.

Many girls looked at Prince Yin and screamed.

The boys looked at Prince Yin with envy and envy.

They are all the proud sons of heaven, men of the hour, and famous.But in front of Prince Yin, he was just a foil, not even qualified to compete for glory.

As for the upcoming magic disc, they were not too worried. There were a few guardians, and it was not even their turn to make a move.

"Arrangement!"

Several guardians did not dare to be careless, and ordered immediately.

The closer they got, the more they could feel the powerful aura of the Sky-Splitting Demon Disk, and it also made them more nervous.

"They are fouling the rules. We have agreed that we are not going to intervene in the battle between the juniors. They actually sent such a monster."

A guardian was furious.

"What's the use of saying this? Respond with all your strength, this doesn't seem to be the breath of a Nascent Soul master. Everyone retreats two kilometers."

The old man gave the order directly.

"Isn't it? Uncle Wuchen, are you too worried?" a Tianjiao asked.

"This is an order!"

The old man burst out drinking again.

The speed of the magic disc is very fast, and the distance is less than 500 meters.

The breath of the vibrating wings cut on the face like a steel knife.

At the same time, Prince Yin's strings turned into a sharp blade and flew out.

"do not want!"

Wuchen wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

He didn't dare to be careless about Prince Yin's attack, so he needed to be prepared.

But for the magic disc, how much damage can it cause?
He stared at the sharp arrow, hoping that the sharp arrow would be powerful enough to severely damage the magic disc.

At the same time, Te also hoped that the sharp arrow would not be powerful and would not cause any trauma to the magic disc.

This sounds contradictory, but this is the truest thought in his heart.He didn't want to bring harm to the magic disc, and angered the magic disc.

"Uncle Wuchen, don't worry!"

Prince Yin said solemnly.