Ancient Martial God

The entire Qingyun Holy City could feel their fluctuations, and many people were extremely shocked. They did not expect that there would be four saints and a holy monster fighting.

Fluctuations keep coming from a distance, and many people in Qingyun Holy City are watching from a distance. Although they cannot see it, they can feel the impact of the fluctuations.

Qin Wushuang and others had no intention of watching the duel. They were all watching the duel between the four saints and a holy monster. It didn't matter even if they couldn't see it. They just needed to feel the fluctuations. They could detect the battle through the fluctuations. general information.

"There is actually a Holy Demonic Beast to help..." Qin Wushuang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was an additional Holy Demonic Beast on Xiao Yun's side.

"The aura of the Holy Demonic Beast seems a little weak..."

"With such a weak fluctuation, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Holy Demonic Beast to match." Some experienced people have inferred the strength of the Holy Demonic Beast from the fluctuations.

I originally thought that the Holy Demonic Beast was very strong, but I didn't expect it to be so weak. This was really surprising.

"Although the Holy Demonic Beast has temporarily taken action, I'm afraid the chances of winning are not high."

"With the three Holy Lords joining forces, the proud female Holy Lord may not be able to defeat the three Holy Lords..." someone said.

You must know that the gap between the saints is not too big. Even if there is, it is only about a difference. Sheng Yanxia can fight three saints alone. It is already very strong.

But even if he is so strong, he can easily be killed by force.

No matter how much more they listen to a Holy Demonic Beast take action, in the eyes of onlookers, Sheng Yanxia will not be able to escape the end of defeat.

No one came close to the duel. After all, it was the Holy Lord fighting. If they were involved, they would die.

Of course, there were also those who were bold enough to get very close, but they only lingered a hundred miles away and did not dare to get too close to the center of the duel between the saints.

Xiao Yun was thirty miles away, relying on his strong physique and strength to block the impact of the Holy Lord's power.

"Senior, lead him three hundred miles to the east." Xiao Yun sent a message to Di.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Diting replied with a frown.

"Senior, don't worry about it for now, just lead him over quickly." Xiao Yun continued.

"My power consumes a lot. The most I can do is lure him over, and then give you thirty breaths of time. If you can't do anything in thirty breaths of time, then I have no choice but to stop." Di Ting said in a deep voice that it was impossible for it to hit on him just to help Xiao Yun.

Thirty breaths is the bottom line for listening carefully.

"It doesn't take thirty breaths, only ten breaths are enough..." Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes and said, if he didn't need time to prepare, he would have taken action long ago.

However, this period of preparation is completely sufficient.

Xiao Yun felt the terrifying fluctuations in the sea of ​​consciousness. It was the condensed intention of the Wan Nian Dao. It was becoming more and more powerful, and its power became more and more terrifying...

The hundred-year-old Wan Nian Sword Intent is about to take shape.

chant!

A quasi-artifact sword emerged, which was re-refined by Xiao Yun and made from quasi-artifact armor. It was named the new Proud Soul by Xiao Yun.

"Today, you will drink the blood of the Holy Lord, and I will sacrifice the sword with the blood of the Holy Lord!"

Xiao Yun took a deep breath, and at this time, Di Ting had already brought the Three Saints Yu Yan to the east three hundred miles away.

This distance just separates both sides.

"We have arrived here as you said." Di Ting said in a message. Its tone was anxious, because its power was consumed much more than expected.

Let alone thirty breaths, it can only last about twenty breaths at most.

From Di Ting's point of view, Xiao Yun had probably set up an ambush nearby, otherwise he would not have allowed it to attract the remaining flames of the Three Saints. As his power continued to be consumed, Di Ting could no longer resist the power of the Three Saints' remaining flames.

"You don't know how to live or die. With your little ability, you still want to compete with this saint?" Yu Yan, the third saint, sneered.

"You wait……"

Di Ting gritted his teeth. It had not received a reply from Xiao Yun for a long time, and its power consumption was almost at its bottom. It decided to leave quickly, otherwise it might not be able to leave after a while.

Just when Di Ting was about to turn around and run away, a terrifying aura of power came from not far away, and this aura of power climbed crazily.

The power of the Holy Lord fluctuates...

How is this going?

Di Ting was shocked, because this kind of power fluctuation was no stranger to it. Wasn't it Xiao Yun's power fluctuation? But doesn’t he only have the cultivation level of the Extreme Saint Realm? Why did he suddenly rush directly to the level of the Holy Lord?

Its ears moved twice, which is a unique ability of the Listening clan.

As its ears trembled, Diting 'saw' Xiao Yun's condition. When it saw Xiao Yun at this moment, it couldn't help being shocked.

Xiao Yun's body swelled to the extreme, and his whole figure seemed to have grown bigger, but terrifying power fluctuations surged through his body.

This is not Xiao Yun's power...

He borrowed it.

Diting didn't know how Xiao Yun borrowed the power of the Holy Lord, but what surprised him was that Xiao Yun could withstand the power of the Holy Lord.

The power fluctuations of the Holy Lord spread quickly to the surroundings, including Sheng Yanxia and others who were fighting. They all noticed it. The one-eyed Holy Lord's face suddenly darkened. Unexpectedly, another accident happened. Another Holy Lord appeared inexplicably, and the opponent's aura was extremely... strangeness.

The Holy Lord Palace's Immortal had a premonition that something was wrong. Could it be that the Holy Lord who suddenly appeared wanted to ambush the Yu Yan of the Three Holy Lords?

If this is the case, even an ambush may not be successful. The Three Saints Yu Yan is not stupid, and the Holy Warcraft is not strong, so it is still easy to escape.

At this time, a light appeared in the sky.

This light seems very weak, but it is constantly amplifying, and it seems to be swallowing up everything, including the entire sky.

"That is……"

"Daomang?"

The one-eyed saint and the immortal palace were shocked. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it was a sword light.

The sword light that penetrated the entire sky struck at the remaining flames of the Three Saints...

chant!

The unique sound of a knife came.

The one-eyed saint and the immortal palace of the Holy Lord were both shaken to the point of trembling, and even their souls showed signs of instability. When they came to their senses, they saw the remaining flames of the three saints dissipating at an extremely fast speed. , dissipated in just a few moments.

Boom!

The laws of heaven and earth emerged, and a holy avenue appeared in the sky.

Seeing the Holy Avenue slowly dissipating, the faces of the One-eyed Holy Lord and the Immortal Palace of the Holy Lord became extremely ugly. As Holy Lords, they naturally knew what this meant, which represented the fall of the Holy Lord and the return of the avenue to heaven and earth.

In other words, the Three Saints Yuyan has fallen...

The Qingyun Holy City three thousand miles away fell silent for an instant.

Qin Wushuang, who was sitting on the jade chair, suddenly stood up, looking into the sky with uncontrollable shock in his beautiful eyes.

Everyone looked towards the sky, watching the Holy Avenue slowly disappear...

The Holy Lord has fallen!

A huge uproar erupted in Qingyun Holy City, and the noisy sound spread thousands of miles away. Everyone was shocked to the extreme. No one expected that the Holy Lord would fall so soon.

On the Void Cloud Boat of the Mengtian Battle Academy, a phantom emerged. It was an old man with a golden beard. This man was the envoy of the Mengtian Battle Academy.

"Sword cultivator... what a terrible sword intention. I wonder who you are? Can you come out to meet us and sit down and chat? I am the 18th envoy of Mengtian Battle Academy." The messenger used a secret method to transmit the message, and this question spread throughout thousands of miles.

Your Mightiness……

Everyone present was shocked, including Qin Wushuang, whose faces were full of shock.

Unexpectedly, the envoy of Mengtian Battle Academy would come forward in person and invite the other party to be a guest. This shows how impressive the person who took action was.

However, how can it be easy to kill the person who is the Holy Lord?

However, there was no reply, and no aura of the Holy Lord emerged. It was obvious that the other party had left.

"What a pity..." You Ru, the envoy of Mengtian Battle Academy, couldn't help but sigh. It was obvious that the other party didn't want to see him.