Hong Huang: Defeated ladies, what about my three thousand immortal soldiers

Chapter 104 Cut the saint, the heavens retreat!!

Under the urging of the Tongtian Sect Leader, the Qingping sword turned into a cyan sword intent and slashed towards the quasi-Daoist.

The quasi-mentioner could not dodge and was hit by the sword intent.

Crash!

A deep opening emerged from his chest.

The golden blood spilled into the chaos through the wound, and was instantly swallowed by the chaotic airflow.

Am I injured?

The would-be mentioner looked down puzzled.

The gray Daoist robe had been separated by a gap, and the wound was clearly visible.

The last time I was injured, it was a long time ago ~ love.

It goes back to before he was not sanctified.

After attaining the position of saint, the would-be Taoist was never injured again.

After all, very few people in the body of a saint could hurt him.

And now, he was stabbed by the sword of the Tongtian Sect Leader.

“Senior brother, I, I’m injured!”

The would-be Taoist looked at the usher in amazement.

“Tongtian, you are too much, you dare to hurt my junior brother!”

The introducer’s face was grim, and he shouted angrily.

“So what?”

The Tongtian Sect Lord stood proudly, “When you came to my Jinao Island and wanted to sneak up on me, you should have thought of this end. ”

“You almost cornered my apprentice Duobao, this sword is not a loss!”

“You…”

The body of the person who received the Daoist couldn’t help but tremble, and the meritorious golden lotus was sacrificed by him again.

At the same time, the Daoist instilled all the mana into the meritorious golden lotus.

The meritorious golden lotus sprinkled the golden light of the Dao and fell into the person who received the Dao.

Bang!

The usher faced the Tongtian Sect Lord and slapped out a palm.

Countless chaotic currents swept up, like violent winds and waves, rushing towards the Tongtian Sect Lord.

The Tongtian Sect Lord was unhurried, raised his hand, and swung his sword.

The Qingping sword slowly swung in the chaos, and an unparalleled sword qi flew out from the Qingping sword.

The oncoming chaotic air current, under a sword, instantly turned into nothingness.

The sword qi advanced again and met the usher.

Poof!

A wound was cut on the usher’s arm.

The golden blood fell again.

At the same time, the entire flood erupted into a roar.

The saint is the master of the flood, and now the saint is wounded, and the heaven and the earth are sad.

Golden blood rains descended from the sky and fell onto the desolate land and turned into Dao spiritual veins.

The blood of the saint can directly promote the cultivators of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, and the power is endless.

Even if a true immortal obtains the blood of a saint, he can still cross the ranks and fight.

Boom!

The Tongtian Sect Lord stepped forward and swung the Qingping Sword repeatedly.

One after another, the sword qi slashed towards the ushers and quasi-Daoists.

The already injured pickers and would-be retreats one after another.

Facing the powerful sword intent of the Tongtian Sect Lord, the two of them could not dodge.

After all, the Tongtian Sect Lord preached with the sword and achieved the mixed yuan.

It is by virtue of this kendo law.

Although the two people of the usher and the quasi-Dao dodged, they were still injured by the sword qi.

There were more and more wounds on the body, and the Dao robe had already been stabbed into strips of cloth and hung on the body.

Every time the sword qi was swung, an extra wound would appear on the body of the Second Saint of the West.

This wound was filled with the law of the great road, and even if the two people were connected and quasi-mentioned to operate the power of the saint, the law of the heavenly path would be difficult to heal the wound.

Golden blood was swallowed by the chaotic air flow.

At this moment, in the midst of the flood, it was pouring rain.

Countless golden raindrops fell to the ground, forming spiritual veins.

“My God, what’s going on here? Why the heaven and earth mutated! ”

“The golden blood rain, could it be the blood of a saint?”

“I’m afraid that only a saint injured can cause such a strong upheaval!”

“Saint, which saint? It shouldn’t be the Tongtian Sect Master who has just preached the Dao Mixed Element! ”

After seeing the golden blood rain, the cultivators of the Hong Wilderness couldn’t help but guess.

Wa Imperial Palace.

After Nuwa saw the golden rain of the Heavenly General of the Flood Barrens, the whole person suddenly got up and walked out of the palace.

“The fall of the saint? Heaven and earth are sad? When the golden rain falls, all things mourn together? ”

Nuwa looked up at the golden rain in the flood and couldn’t help but whisper.

The saint is injured!

This only happens when the saint is injured.

But who could it be?

The Lord of the Tongtian Sect abolished the holy throne, and he was no longer a saint in the flood.

Yuan Shi Tianzun is extremely powerful, and with Taishang Laozi as a backer, naturally it is not these two people.

Then there are only two Western saints besides themselves.

Moreover, before that, the disciples of the Second Saint and the Interpretation Sect of the West went to Jinao Island and fought fiercely.

It is very likely that the Second Saint of the West was injured.

Nuwa’s divine thoughts unfolded, and when she saw everything that happened in the chaos, she stunned him again.

I saw that the Tongtian Sect Lord had one person and one sword, injuring the Western Two Saints.

There were dozens of wounds on the body of the two Western saints, and blood was flying everywhere, and this miserable appearance did not look like two saints at all.

“The strength of this Tongtian Sect Lord is stronger than when he was a saint.”

Nuwa just glanced at it and quickly withdrew.

Although he did not fight with the Tongtian Sect Lord, he could see from the momentum of the Tongtian Sect Lord.

The Tongtian Sect Lord had at least the strength of the Five Heavens of Saints.

No one dares to believe that this is the existence of a mixed element who has just abolished the holy throne and preached.

Nuwa never figured out why this was the case.

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.

Taishang Laozi, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his fingers, and his face changed greatly.

“Xuandu!”

Taishang Laozi hurriedly shouted.

“Teacher, what happened?”

Grand Master Xuandu hurriedly came to Taishang Laozi.

“Is there a vision in the flood?”

Taishang Laozi asked hurriedly.

“It seems that a golden rain has fallen in the flood, and the saint has been injured?”

Archmage Xuandu hurriedly said everything he saw.

“Sure enough!”

Taishang Laozi nodded cautiously.

This is similar to his calculation.

Just now he calculated that a saint was in crisis, and that crisis came from the West.

Yuan Shi Tianzun and the two Western Saints went to Jinao Island, and he also knew this matter.

Especially Yuan Shi Tianzun also greeted him before going.

Taishang Laozi did not encourage or obstruct, it was a tacit acquiescence.

After all, the disciples of the Tongtian Sect Master are all on the list.

Now there are disciples who are on the list, which is also in line with the evolution of the Heavenly Dao.

But since the two saints of the West and the first Tianzun and others went, there was no change in the slightest change in the Feng Shen Tribulation.

Only now did he notice that something was wrong.

“The Second Saint of the West was actually injured under the weight of the Tongtian Sect Leader?”

Taishang Laozi’s sage divine mind suddenly said after inspecting the chaos.

What the?

The Second Saint of the West was injured by the Lord of the Tongtian Sect?

Archmage Xuandu’s face instantly turned pale after hearing this.