Gaowu: The Strongest Legend in Mythology

He strode forward, and the invincible power of the King of Heaven pushed out.

Under Li Jing's power, the Holy Saint of Mingquan was completely unable to mobilize his own strength and was completely suppressed.

"Go back!"

The Holy Spirit was shrouded in a shadow, looking at Li Jing who was forcing him to come, how dare he fight for his life.

He can hear it.

Li Jing was not joking with him, he really wanted to take his head.

Although he also has the means to keep the bottom of the case, Li Jing is mysterious and unknown, and his hidden means must be more than him.

Even if he could force this person to be seriously injured, he wouldn't be able to survive.

He is not willing to sacrifice himself to fulfill others.

Looking at the Holy Saint of Mingquan who was escaping again, Li Jing just took a big step, the destructive power spread crazily, and the sharp edge of the Heavenly King's halberd cracked on his body.

Poof! The flesh and blood on the back were torn apart, and blood arrows were sprayed out.

The Holy Spirit of the Underworld is in incomparable pain.

And looked at Li Jing who had already chased him out.

The others looked at each other.

This was so unexpected. Someone had promised to kill the Holy Ancestor. However, facing the temptation of the Holy Ancestor's treasure, it was neither right for them to retreat nor not to retreat.

Wait and see.

Remain absolutely calm.

Don't dare to move for the time being.

If the Holy Saint of Mingquan can force Li Jing to be seriously injured, then their chance will come.

On the other hand, if Li Jing comes back arrogantly, they will have no choice but to give up the Holy Ancestor's secret treasure.

Life is the most important thing.

The void shattered crazily, and the Yuanchu Secret Treasures stirred up a monstrous storm, shaking continuously.

now.

The Holy Saint of Mingquan could not escape Li Jing's pursuit at all.

Li Jing took a long step, the stars moved around, and the void seemed to be upside down, and he arrived directly in front of the Holy Mingquan.

His heavenly king struck with his big hand, destroying the Holy Way and knocking down the Holy Saint of Mingquan.

He looked into the void and saw a huge five-color vortex rumbling above his head, spinning continuously, producing five-color divine thunder that was dozens of feet thick.

Brilliant brilliance.

The Holy Spirit of Mingquan turned pale.

Since becoming the Holy Saint, he has also enjoyed a very high status in China. There has been no such death threat for too long.

And these five-color divine lightning struck his body, making him tremble all over. They were washing away his holy origin.

The swirling vortex grew stronger.

The Holy Saint of Mingquan has been cornered.

"You dare to kill me! You are not a saint. If you kill me by force, I will make you pay a huge price!"

He roared, hoping to scare Li Jing away.

"You can try it."

Li Jing controlled the five-color divine thunder, and a spiral beam of light reaching the sky enveloped the Holy Saint of Mingquan, destroying the power of his holy way.

Suppressed by the Tower of Heaven.

The Five Elements Holy Pillar creates the Five Elements Realm.

He has not yet reached the Holy Ancestor, and cannot achieve the method that the Holy Ancestor can create with a single thought and contain the power of the world, but as long as he is given time, he can deploy similar means.

As for his strength, he has time to arrange it.

The Holy Spirit of Mingquan was completely awake.

If he doesn't break Li Jing's blockade today, he will only end up dead.

His expression was ferocious.

Give up all illusions.

The body of the Holy Saint of Netherworld is emitting a gloomy black light, as if the cold wind comes from the netherworld. It is the breath of death. If you are exposed to it, it will crazily deprive you of your lifespan.

"Tianming Sword Formation!"

The Supreme Saint of Mingquan raised nine holy swords to form the Tianming Sword Formation, and a sword world was formed in it.

King Li Jing's big halberd was fixed in the void, and his hands were filled with five-color divine light, like a waterfall rushing down.

His palm suddenly transformed, and it turned out to be a big flaming hand, the purest fire of the five elements, which fell on the Styx Sword Master in an instant.

Wow! As soon as this fire touched the body of the Holy Saint of Ningquan, it spread crazily.

The Holy Spirit of the Underworld is in incomparable pain.

This burning thing is the source of his life, which is extremely precious.

The flame this person controls can ignite the source of his life.

In fact, this move was simulated by Li Jing when he saw the Great Luo True Fire between Emperor Shengxuan's fingers.

A truly strong person is one who is constantly learning, knows his own weaknesses, and makes up for his shortcomings.

"How can you control this kind of flame? How can a Holy Saint be so powerful!"

The Holy Saint of Mingquan was extremely frightened and could not understand.

What's more terrifying is that the more he struggles crazily, the more ferocious the flames spread.

He understood that it was the other party's sage realm that completely suppressed him.

But as the Holy Saint, how could he be willing to wait for death?

His eyes were hard.

"The power of burying the sky!"

Activate the sword formation.

Although the Holy Saint of Mingquan was suppressed, it did not mean that he had no power to resist at all.

He roared with both fists, and strange runes were emitting from his entire body, composing his Tao and Dharma, and then turned into an even more terrifying power of Burying Heaven.

Even he will be destroyed by the power of Burying Heaven.

"Cut the road like a knife!"

Li Jing raised his palm, which was a Dao-cutting knife.

That day, on the Xuantian battlefield, he did not fully display his strength. After all, there were many people besieging him, and there was also the Shengxuan Emperor, so it was difficult to kill him.

But today, gods and demons are hard to save.

His palm was like a knife, and he was killing people in front of him.

And every ray of slashing light that fell on the Holy Saint of Mingquan caused him immense pain.

The five-color divine light condensed palm sword is more pure than the five-color divine thunder.

The foundation of his holy path was being cut off one after another, and it was even possible that he would be cut off from the holy realm to the heavenly holy realm.

"It will do you no good to push me to a dead end. If I die, the entire Styx Holy Sect will go crazy!"

The Holy Spirit of Mingquan roared fiercely.

"If you block me from getting treasures and hinder me from doing emperor's work, it's hard for gods and demons to save you."

Li Jing said with a calm expression.

What else did Mingquan Shenggang want to say.

His expression suddenly changed.

The emperor behind him!

This person's strength has become so strong among the Holy Saints that it is beyond comprehension.

So who is the emperor behind him?

When he said the four words Daqian Emperor, the respect in his eyes could not be concealed, he was surrendering from the bottom of his heart.

This lets him know.

The Daqian Emperor was a more terrifying existence than this man.

Li Jing's thoughts reached the sky, and the Tao-cutting knife flew across the battlefield. He walked with his feet, roaring, and the boiling flames of war erupted. Then he picked up the King of Heaven's halberd and struck out.

The Holy Saint of Mingquan kept swaying, and the holy body was beaten until it collapsed, which was too miserable to look at.

How miserable.

Just because he said something to provoke people, this person targeted him and wanted to take his life.

How can there be such a domineering and unreasonable person in the world.

"I am a saint, how could I die here!"

The Holy Saint of Mingquan shouted crazily, never willing to die.

"Sages also die."

After Li Jing finished speaking, a halberd struck him on the body.