Although this kind of damage is nothing to the saint, but in the tube, the Taiqing saint's spiritual virtue smells a big crisis.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor has long been in line with the Dao of Heaven, known as immortal, who can hurt him with all kinds of magical powers in the world?

Even if it is only the incarnation of heaven and earth that has descended here, it is not something that the so-called thunder can hurt.

Purple Lonely City, the reincarnated Ziwei Heavenly Emperor, what means did he get to be able to shatter the arms of the Huangyan giants that were comparable to divine gold.

The black flame was still burning, and the Lingde Sage tried to erase it several times, but this palm-sized black flame was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, still nailed to the Taiji diagram.

"Lingde, go and arrest that female doll for Bensheng!"

Hongjun Dao Ancestor forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and two earthy yellow giant arms grew back, pressing the two raging thunder dragons to the ground with his backhand.

"Teacher, this..."

Taiqing Sage Lingde's face sank, and he looked at the abyss of thousands of miles caused by the aftermath of the collision between the two, and a strong fear and fear arose in his heart, and at this moment he was reluctant to face the saintly Emperor Yunxiao.

"Huh?"

Dao Ancestor snorted coldly, and his murderous eyes stared at Lingde, revealing deep dissatisfaction.

The sudden arrival of Emperor Yunxiao in front of him made him look sideways, although the body of the Huangyan Giant was only the incarnation of his Heavenly Dao, its combat power was enough to rival the Tongtian Sect Master.

This was already the combat power at the peak of the saint, but Di Yunxiao, a newborn calf, easily broke his arm in anger and almost hit the giant body.

The two thunder dragons that were constantly swallowing the chaotic black thunder, although they had been suppressed by him, but the ominous that was about to move was rolling in his heart, as if it would lead to a catastrophe as soon as he let go.

"Yes, Teacher!"

Although Lingde was reluctant in his heart, under the cold gaze of Dao Ancestor, he had no choice but to submit, and he didn't want to set foot on the back road of Yuan Shi Tianzun.

However, when he found the deep pit where Jiang Xuewei had been suppressed before, a figure in the smoke and dust made him creepy.

"Lingde old dog, very good, I haven't asked you to settle accounts with the autumn queen, but you will first make the entire fairy world chaotic not give birth, and hundreds of millions of immortal world creatures will be wiped out, and the madness is no longer enough to describe you and so on. ”

In the smoke and dust, Di Yunxiao held Jiang Xuewei, who had fainted, in his arms.

Looking at the immortal couple with broken bones in his arms and most of the essence and blood in his body, Di Yunxiao's eyes did not carry any emotion, and he looked at the Taiqing sage like a grasshopper that was about to be crushed to death.

"Presumptuous! Purple Lonely City, you don't respect the mandate of heaven, and try in vain to go against the sky, attracting punishment from the heavens, but you will kill yourself if you do too much injustice, what does this saint have to do?"

The Taiqing Sage avoided his gaze, and at this moment, facing Di Yunxiao standing in front of him, he actually had a strong heart palpitation.

"Heh, are you completely pushed? The souls of the dead under the nine heavens will not let you go so simply, in the huge fairy world, only these few million creatures are left to survive, if you don't die, the sky will cry!"

Emperor Yunxiao wiped his hand, Jiang Xuewei's body disappeared into his embrace, he would never allow his most beloved woman to bear the weight of the world again.

Due to the large-scale invasion of evil ghosts, tens of millions of remnants of the fairy world, in just one cup of tea, were killed or injured more than ninety percent.

Hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals, although they tried their best to fight with the demon army, but after all, two fists were invincible to four hands, and most of the elite of the heavenly court died tragically in the chaotic battle, and the corpses were scattered all over the field, and it was difficult to describe the current tragic situation.

These are all the backhands that he carefully selected and left behind in order to restore the order of the Three Realms, and now they are destroyed by these unknown saints, how can he not be angry.

"Lord, your venerable father has also fallen into the hands of Lingde and Yuan Shi Tianzun, two old miscellaneous hairs!"

The dragon of the clouds rushed to the stage with his seriously injured body, and he wanted to tell Emperor Yunxiao what dirty things these filthy saints had done, and stop being deceived by these saints who did it.

"Father, my father, has fallen?"

Emperor Yunxiao's palms were trembling, he had sent too many Heavenly Court generals to search for the immortal realm, but he had not seen the whereabouts of his father and mother for a long time, and he did not expect that the strict father of Huangfu Wuwang had already died at the hands of the saint.

After a short silence, two lines of blood and tears slipped down the corners of his eyes, and without a sound, a dark ghost shadow appeared behind him, a terrifying aura like an abyss monarch, making the Cloud Sky Dragon feel cold to the bone.

"Very good, very good! Saint, hehehehe, merit saint, this is the so-called merit saint!"

Emperor Yunxiao raised his head, the corners of his open mouth let out a breath of heat, the corners of the evil eyes were completely eroded by the darkness, and nine wings of different colors suddenly opened behind him, each of which represented a kind of avenue.

"You want to destroy all the spirits in the world, shatter the nine shadows and the mundane, and return to chaos. This last world is filthy, and I also want to destroy the world, and the object is these filthy and hypocritical saints. ”

The moment the nine wings opened, the heavens and the earth were chaotic, boundless karma fell straight from the sky, and the vast death qi was full, and the aura that was ten times more terrifying than that of ordinary saints surged out.

The soul of the Taiqing saint was in a hurry, and the aura emanating from the emperor in front of him was too terrifying, and the pupils with the six-petal pattern of death in the indifference almost sucked out the soul of his saint.

"Half-step, half-step domination..."

With the addition of the Nine Great Dao, Emperor Yunxiao took a step forward, and the sword body of the Yuan Tu Bloodthirsty Sword in the palm of his right hand continued to stretch out, and the rich blood aura rose and fell in this natal sword weapon.

"With my real name, declare you, and your soul is gone!"

Bang!

Emperor Yunxiao's body leaned forward, and the giant sword in his hand was raised, and the Huangyan giant in the distance suddenly noticed that his heart trembled, as if something was about to collapse.

"Killing the Tao, "Destroying Three Lives"!"

The whispered voice like an oath floated between heaven and earth, and the giant sword in Di Yunxiao's hand swung forward so lightly.

Taiqing Sage Lingde's pupils shrank into a little, creepy, and subconsciously sacrificed the Taiji diagram.

At this moment, Emperor Yunxiao's sense of shock to him is too strong, if he doesn't do his best to resist, he will die!

The light and shadow of the blood-colored giant sword swept lightly, and the top-notch holy artifact Taiji Tu did not stop it, allowing the blood to pass through the body of the Taiqing Saint.

A faint tearing sound sounded, and the blood-colored light swept thousands of miles ahead, and the bodies of those ferocious ghosts trembled, and they all fell into stiffness.

After a while, a series of pops sounded, and the millions of evil ghosts directly turned into ashes and disappeared under the blowing of the majestic wind.

"Saint, that's it!"

Emperor Yunxiao's ruthless voice reached Lingde's ears, and this immortal saint who spanned the ancient, middle and ancient times suddenly raised his head and let out a terrifying howl.

A generation of saints, bleeding from the seven orifices, knelt on the ground and rolled, and the sound of pain lasted for a full hundred breaths before slowly dissipating.

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