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Like killing a pig.

But the other party glanced at him.

"Boom!"

The scepter exploded.

The yin and yang fragments splashed.

Unleash amazing tongues of flame.

then.

With a wave of the palm, it becomes nothingness.

In an instant, the seven people felt the trembling in the depths of their souls, my God, is this person a human?

"Crack!"

A violent punch came horizontally.

Hit directly on the front door.

With one punch, the bridge of one's nose exploded on the spot, red and white sprayed out, and blood rained down!

The eyelids of the others twitched wildly, and they hurriedly backed away, but suddenly they found that Su Changge in front of them was gone, and a coolness flashed across their backs, followed by a terrifying momentum.

Such as the collapse of the eternal snow mountain.

The terrifying momentum pushes across.

"Bang bang bang!"

One punch one.

Kill them all.

In just an instant, most of the seven saints were destroyed.

The survivor turned around and fled, but he was still not as fast as the white-clothed figure, and before he could even resist, he was punched on the back of the head on the spot, and with a bang, blood splashed!

not for a moment.

The seven quasi-sages are Dzogchen.

Total destruction.

A figure suddenly appeared in the audience, just like the others just now, sucking in a big mouthful of cold air, his scalp was numb, and his hair stood on end.

The entire audience was also in extreme shock at this moment.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, looking at the stage in disbelief, my God, he is so transparent, he is actually a quasi-sage and a great perfection?

Only one step away from the existence of the true holy land?

On the side of Dengtian Peak, everyone was numb, including Huang Jiulong.

As for Du Qianqian and Guo Yunxiang, they also felt their brains buzzing and thinking, numb.

Thought it was an illusion.

That tyrannical quasi-sage was actually punched by him one by one?

How terrible this is.

There was silence in the field.

Extremely quiet.

At the level of quasi-sage, no one dared to go on stage.

Everyone sensed the terrible oppression of the quasi-sage's Great Perfection and the fiery blood-red true energy, swallowed a mouthful of throat, and had no intention of fighting again.

All served.

"There is only one person..." Someone murmured and looked at a figure.

"Shh!"

There was a breaking wind.

Xuanyuan Xiaotian, who had been paying attention to Huang Jiulong, suddenly turned his head, his eyes burst out with fighting intent from the ancient times, and said with burning eyes: "Okay! I thought that only Fellow Daoist Huang could fight me, but I didn't expect there to be you, come on! Burning hot Hot blood!"

The voice just fell.

A voice resounded across the sky.

"Wait a minute!"

"Let me, Du Zhantian, meet him!"

Chapter 640 Infinitely Close to Saint! .

"Du Zhantian?"

Xuanyuan Xiaotian frowned, and turned his head to look, only to see the blue clouds rioting, eighteen flaming dragons pulling a chariot, extremely luxurious, falling from the clouds.

Du Sihai's eyes lit up.

his brother.

Du Zhantian.

Back from Clouddome.

just.

It was at this time.

He suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

That little transparency.

And the figure in white at the beginning.

So, it's all him?

The two figures gradually overlapped in my mind.

For a moment, his face was as ugly as if he had eaten a dead child.

Shouted violently: "Brother, hack him to death!"

"Boom!"

An incomparably terrifying oppression descended, like the sky collapsing, pressing down horizontally, but it was not aimed at the audience, but at the stage. In an instant, there was a harsh cracking sound, thick smoke evaporated, and the newly restored Valkyrie Altar exploded again , burst into pieces.

Su Changge was surrounded by thick smoke, and with a thought, he left the Martial God Altar and stepped into the void.

"Buzz!"

The Valkyrie Altar was restored.

Lin Wudi stood firm, looked at Tianqiong's chariot, sensed the aura inside, and said in surprise, "It's infinitely close to the true saint!"

in a blink.

The chariot opens and closes a door.

Du Zhantian is wearing a battle armor, holding a three-pointed and two-edged halberd in his hand, his face is sharp, like a knife and an axe, his towering body is like a towering mountain range, and the terrifying fluctuations of the true holy realm are transpiring around him.

This is the fluctuation of the true holy realm.

It is different from the quasi-sage who stepped into the holy land with one foot.

But a real saint.

just.

through volatility.

It can be vaguely detected that he is not a true saint, but a quasi-sage who is about to enter the true saint.

It is equivalent to the existence of the infinite true sage.

"Slightly worse than me..." Xuanyuan Xiaotian sensed something and murmured.

Du Zhantian just learned about the tournament.

million years ago.

He left the sect.

Go to the dome on the cloud to practice.

For millions of years, there is no news about the martial arts tournament.

And today.

I am practicing.

Suddenly someone came to report that the Zongmen was competing in martial arts.

With a swish, he stood on the Martial God Altar like an undefeated God of War, and the fluctuations around him were like flowing and rushing all over the world, but he didn't make a move immediately, but looked at Su Changge, who was not injured, and said lightly: " What kind of thing are you, do you think you are invincible if you blow up so many quasi-sages? No one but Xuanyuan Xiaotian can make me pay attention!"

"I'm here to teach you a lesson today!"

"But you have to remember, in terms of seniority, you are not worthy of fighting against me!"

Du Zhantian is very confident. His elder brother Du Sihai is the leader of the peak. The two brothers have been in the sect for thousands of years. They were already the pillars of the sect in ancient times. The ants have swept across a large area, is it because he is far away from the dome above the clouds, making him feel that there is no one in the sect?

Unexpected.

Seats at Ewha Peak.

A cold drink sounded!

"You are nothing!"

"In terms of seniority, you are not worthy of my palm!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a bang that shook the sky, the void collapsed, and a big golden hand shattered the universe. In a single thought, everything in the ages and seas appeared on this palm. Time and space disintegrated, and the years reversed. They were all shocked, their eyes couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the palm.

All I could see was a big golden hand spanning the infinite space, erupting from the palm of the Valkyrie, covering the Valkyrie altar in an instant.

"Oh!"

The Valkyrie altar collapsed.

Exploded like gravel.

Lin Wudi raised his eyelids and retreated quickly.

terrible.

The Valkyrie made her move.

"boom!"

The Valkyrie altar turned into debris and fell down, the ban buzzed and exploded, crumbling to pieces.

Under this appalling palm, Du Zhantian didn't even have the blood fog left, and was wiped away directly. His figure appeared in the audience, his face changed suddenly, he took a deep breath, and was in a state of embarrassment.

"Who is this...?"

He roared angrily.

You can't even watch the opponent make a move.

Completely one-sided crushing.

Among the Zongmen.

Besides the suzerain and old Xu, who else can do this?

"I!"

Fluctuations appeared in the void, and Su Lianyue's figure appeared on the healing Altar of the Valkyrie, the restraint was still buzzing and trembling violently, like a boat in a big wave.

Du Zhantian's eyes narrowed.

Looking at the woman standing beside Xiao Transparent, her blond hair fluttered in the wind, she was as beautiful as gilt gold, and there were terrifying fluctuations on her body, so tyrannical.

Look down again.

Everyone gasped, their eyelids twitched, and they were terrified.