Become the peak master at the beginning and sign in to the holy realm!

As soon as Zhao Heyu's words came out, many of the disciples who were blown away in the distance had uncertain faces and were struggling in their hearts.

"Zhao Heyu, don't go too far!"

Fan Hongsheng's face became extremely ugly, his eyes seemed to be biting people, staring at Zhao Heyu.

Unexpectedly, this Zhao Heyu actually used such a murderous and heart-breaking method.

"Boom boom!!!"

Hua Yuntian didn't say anything, but urged his own strength to bombard Zhao Heyu and others.

Now it's useless to say anything, just fight.

The fierce and unparalleled aura formed a series of black light, which suddenly surged to the place where Zhao Heyu and others were.

"Hua Hua Hua!!!"

Zhao Heyu smiled slightly, and the jade pendant on his body flashed a stream of light, forming a shield, blocking Hua Yuntian's black light impact.

"Come, let's catch this demon who massacred the city, and let this demon confess to those innocent dead!" Zhao Heyu said coldly.

Then, the strong men from all the major forces behind him rushed towards Hua Yuntian.

Hua Yuntian showed no fear!

Hua Yuntian, who had activated the power of the magic pot, became extremely powerful, and his every move was filled with the breath of destroying the world.

The surging demonic energy almost destroyed everything.

Fan Hongsheng also joined the battle without saying anything more.

The people behind Zhao Heyu were not weak either, and they launched powerful means to fight fiercely, and the fierce battle broke out.

Chen Luo, Chen Luo, since you have used a lot of your cultivation resources, please help your apprentice.

Yao Xi sighed softly, and then burst out all her strength to rush forward, ready to repel all those people.

"Girl, it's not a good habit to meddle in other people's business, I'll play with you!" Just as Yao Xi was about to join the battlefield, a hoarse voice sounded.

An old man in a gray robe appeared in front of Yao Xi, blocking Yao Xi's progress.

The gray-robed old man was surrounded by a rich blood power.

His eyes revealed a murderous light.

Saint King Nine Heavens!

This is someone from the Blood Spirit Holy Land? Why did even the people from the Blood Spirit Holy Land come out?

Just to deal with Hua Yuntian?

Could it be that the Blood Spirit Holy Land also had a hand in this matter?

Yao Xi's face became solemn. Although she had practiced in Tianzhu Peak for a while, Yao Xi had consumed too much of her divine body essence when traveling through time and space, and many of her methods could not be used.

This person from the Blood Spirit Holy Land, Saint King Nine Heavens, was not something Yao Xi could easily deal with now.

Damn, such trash, if I were in my prime, I could easily kill him with just one finger.

Yao Xi felt a little irritated in her heart, and then she burst out the power in her body and started a fierce battle with this old man.

This old man from the Blood Spirit Holy Land also burst out with monstrous blood.

A fierce and unparalleled battle broke out.

The battlefield of the two soon moved to the sky.

"Young Master Zhao, why don't you just kill Hua Yuntian!" A cultivator beside Zhao Heyu whispered.

Zhao Heyu looked at the fierce fight ahead with a smile on his face.

At this time, Hua Yuntian was filled with endless black aura, as if there was an endless power providing Hua Yuntian with strength.

There were many top-level masters in the Saint Realm around him, but they were unable to take down Hua Yuntian.

On the contrary, the power of the magic jar on Hua Yuntian was extremely strong, almost crushing everything.

"No hurry, we have to make the heir of the magic jar the most painful and desperate, and then take out his magic jar. Such a sacrifice is the most perfect!" Zhao Heyu licked his lips, and a trace of fiery color flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master is wise, if you use such means, I am not afraid that the heir of the magic jar will not be desperate!" The cultivator next to him flattered.

Zhao Heyu showed a satisfied smile.

The battle was still going on, and Zhao Heyu seemed to have prepared enough top-level masters.

Even though Hua Yuntian was extremely powerful at this time, he still couldn't end the battle quickly.

Instead, as the battle progressed, his aura began to become somewhat disordered.

Obviously, Hua Yuntian couldn't completely withstand the power of the magic pot at the moment.

"As expected of the descendant of the magic pot, he has the ability to fight against the saints just by being in the realm of creation. This method is really too strong..."

"Yes, although this Hua Yuntian is a demon, the power of the magic pot is really strong..."

"I heard that Master Xiao Fan defeated this descendant of the magic pot in a head-on duel. I wonder what Master Xiao Fan's style is..."

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The crowd watching from a distance were discussing and watching the battle not far away with interest.

After two quarters of an hour, Hua Yuntian's aura had become a little sluggish.

There were many more wounds on his body, and the black aura on his body became a little white.

"Okay, you can use the next method. Let Hua Yuntian slowly taste the taste of despair!" Zhao Heyu, who was not far away, smiled slightly and said.

"Yes, sir, we will arrange it now!" the monk next to him said respectfully.

"Yuntian, go ahead, I will stop these people!" Fan Hongsheng said firmly behind Hua Yuntian, holding a holy weapon given by Hua Yuntian.

At this time, Fan Hongsheng also had many more wounds on his body, and the origin of the saint had dissipated a lot, and his breath became weak.

After breaking through the Saint Realm, the Saint Origin will be generated in the body of the cultivator, which possesses terrifying power.

After having the Saint Origin, the life span of the cultivator will skyrocket. Under normal circumstances, there is no problem living for 2,000 years.

"Let's go, can you leave?" As soon as Fan Hongsheng said this, many top masters around him launched a fierce attack.

Hua Yuntian and Fan Hongsheng looked at each other and said nothing.

Then, Hua Yuntian took out a lot of elixirs and gave them to Fan Hongsheng for recovery.

When he was at Tianzhu Peak, Chen Luo also prepared a lot of holy weapons and various treasures for these disciples.

After all, after looting the Nine Suns Holy Land, plus the sign-in rewards, Chen Luo had too many holy weapons and treasures to put.

"Master, I'm sorry, Yuntian has failed your expectations!" Hua Yuntian murmured in his heart, thinking of the days at Tianzhu Peak.

Although the days at Tianzhu Peak were not long, Hua Yuntian's days at Tianzhu Peak were the happiest and most carefree days since he left Xingyuan Sect.

Unfortunately, there will be no more days like this.

"Big Brother, we are here to help you too. We won't be deserters!" At this moment, a hurried voice suddenly sounded not far away.

A group of Xingyuan Sect disciples rushed to the battlefield and joined it.

"Okay, this is a good disciple of our Xingyuan Sect. Even if he dies, he must die gloriously!" Fan Hongsheng saw many disciples coming to support him from afar, and his depressed mood suddenly became extremely happy.

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