The Holy Twelve slashed fiercely with the holy knife, the killing machine rippled, the holy power was cathartic, and the blade was like an axe that opened the sky, unstoppable.

The Dragon Emperor's huge dragon eyes stared at the falling holy knife, and there was a trace of unwillingness and anger in his pupils.

But at this moment, a sword qi suddenly flew and crashed into the holy sword like a whirlwind.

But in the face of the Holy Twelve's blow full of holy power, this sword qi was useless at all, and all that could be done was stagnation.

However, with this slightest stagnation, it is enough!

At the moment when the holy sword was about to slash the Dragon Emperor, the vast sword power that covered the sky and the sun was vented from the back of the Holy Twelve, like an open gluttonous giant mouth, swallowing towards the Holy Twelve.

It's a white night!

As long as the Saint Twelve continued to choose to attack the Dragon Emperor, even if he killed the Dragon Emperor, he would definitely not be able to live.

"Humph!"

The Saint Twelve sneered, retreated with the holy sword, and directly exposed the huge Dragon Emperor's body to the terrifying Death Dragon Sword Qi.

The Dragon Emperor couldn't move, and the Saint Twelve dodged the Dead Dragon Sword Qi, but the Dragon Emperor couldn't dodge!

He had already foreseen the sight of the Dragon Emperor being baptized by the Death Dragon Sword!

Isn't it more ironic to let the Dragon Emperor die at the hands of Bai Ye than the Holy Sword?

However.

Just when he thought that Bai Ye's terrifying sword qi could cut the Dragon Emperor away in an instant, the terrifying sword qi suddenly disappeared without a trace, and all the destruction and killing opportunities were gone.

The Saint Twelve was stunned, and suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his face was shocked and angry.

"That blow... Is it an illusion??" he said.

"Not bad!"

Bai Ye said lightly, and slashed towards the holy pillar with his sword.

The pillar was broken again and again, and the Dragon Emperor was able to struggle even more.

The Holy Twelve is unbelievable.

The terrorist attack of Bai Ye Wei to save Zhao turned out to be an illusion created by him with illusion! He calculated that he would definitely take the trick and dodge! That's why he came to such a hand, Wei Wei rescued Zhao!

"Stupid !!"

The figure inside the door couldn't help but curse.

The Saint Twelve was furious, he had never been humiliated like this, and immediately rushed madly towards the white night with the holy sword.

"Bastard! bastard!! I swear to kill you!!"

The terrible roar swept away, and the holy knife rolled out a thousand zhang of sword, cracking the earth, and slashing towards the white night with a terrible slash.

But Bai Ye was not afraid, flashed sideways, avoided the sword, and continued to slash the pillar of light.

He didn't sit head-to-head with the Holy Twelve at all now, only attacking the pillar of light.

Now in the white night of the demi-saint state, the speed and strength are so amazing, coupled with the Cosmos Venerable Body, relying only on the Saint Twelve, it is simply difficult to kill him.

Damn it!

The Saint Twelve was full of anger, and he was almost angry, his eyes flickered, and he stared at the huge Dragon Emperor, and rushed away, killing him.

But at this moment, Bai Ye was already on guard, and before anyone approached, Bai Ye turned into a meteor and rushed forward, slashing with a sharp sword, this move of the Death Dragon Sword Qi was real, instantly shattering the void on the side of the Saint Twelve, and the ripples of destruction hit his chest fiercely.

The Saint Twelve suffered a big loss again, his chest rose and fell, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Not an opponent?

"This son sacrificed the Heavenly Soul, only the realm of semi-saints, but what is surprising is that his holy power and the purity of the emperor's qi are even more terrifying than those of saints... Twelve! There must be something special about him! It's either a heavenly soul! or a magic weapon! With the Death Dragon Sword, it's very difficult for you to defeat him!" the man inside the door roared in a low voice.

His words showed the mystery of the white night.

The Heavenly Soul sacrificed in the White Night at the moment is not an ordinary Heavenly Soul, but a Heavenly Soul of Nine Ten Heavens, a Death Dragon Heavenly Soul of Twelve Heavens!

After the fusion of these ten heavenly souls, the power is already incomparable, and another sacrifice, although it only provides the realm of a half-saint for Bai Ye, the power that can be provided for him can catch up with the saint!

The Saint Twelve's heart was terrified, his eyes were condensed, he no longer dared to be careless, he snorted, the white light on his chest was released, and his fingers moved, urging several holy tricks in a row, if he was still careless before, then now, he has begun to go all out.

The terrifying holy technique instantly blasted towards Qin Feng, and the volley was arranged in the air, rippling the void. At the same time, the Holy Twelve themselves launched another offensive. He didn't rush towards the Dragon Emperor, but turned around and ran towards the white night.

But the moment the person approached the white night, a burst of light flashed on his body, and in that light, a figure rushed out and attacked the Dragon Emperor.

Doppelganger?

Not good!

Bai Ye's face changed suddenly, and he immediately turned around and rushed to kill, intending to intercept this clone, but the terrifying holy trick and another clone of the Saint Twelve had already approached.

In a hurry, Bai Ye could only shake this holy trick, ignore the clone of the Holy Twelve, and quickly return to the Dragon Emperor's aid.

But because of his ignorance, the terrifying holy knife of the Holy Twelve slashed directly at his back.

Poof!

A streak of blood appeared, splattering blood.

"Huh?"

The Saint Twelve was stunned, it stands to reason that even if this knife was eaten by the saint, it would be cut in half on the spot, but how could this person only leave a blood mark?

Is his flesh harder than that of a saint?

Bai Ye approached the Dragon Emperor, and a sword slashed, and the terrifying sword qi engulfed the clone.

But in the next second, the Holy Twelve made another move!

At this moment, the frequency of the white light flickering on his body was faster, and every time he moved, a terrifying clone with the same breath appeared, flashing a total of twelve times, and twelve saint twelves with amazing breaths appeared in front of Bai Ye!

These... They are all real saint clones! They are by no means fakes used by ordinary soul people to confuse people, each of them has saint-level destructive power, the only difference is that the amount of holy power flowing on their bodies is forcibly divided into twelve strands...

"This time, see how you defend it!"

The Twelve Saints sneered again and again, and then with a low shout, the Twelve Saints, including him, all rushed towards the Dragon Emperor, all of them were in the south, south, north, and west. The overwhelming killing machine is like a big net, enveloping the Dragon Emperor and the white night!

Unless Bai Ye can also use the doppelganger technique, and it must be a saint-level method, it will never be possible to resist this round of offensive.

However, sacrificing the Heavenly Soul can only give him strength, but not the means! Most of his current soul skills are still only Emperor Sutras!

The Emperor Sutra can suddenly lead the head of the Nine Souls powerhouse to break the blood flow, but in the face of the Holy Formula.... The Emperor Sutra is obviously not enough to see.

"Boy, leave me alone, you go first!"

Faced with this scene, the Dragon Emperor was also helpless and could only shout.

The Holy Twelve is not only to kill the Dragon Emperor, but also to persecute Bai Ye! As long as Bai Ye dares to come in and the Dragon Emperor, then he will definitely not be able to withstand the attack of the Holy Twelve, and he will be seriously injured!

This is the move of the Holy Twelve!

Whatever decision White Night makes, the Holy XII will be the winner.

But....

At this critical moment, Bai Ye's eyes suddenly opened, and he roared violently.

"Town !!"

In an instant, a vast and mysterious force descended from the sky!

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...

The Saint Twelve clones who rushed towards the Death Dragon suddenly exploded out of thin air.

"What?"

Saint Twelve was stunned, and before he could react, a terrifying suppressive force suddenly fell from his body, and the person fell violently, falling heavily to the ground, and even the void was twisted and deformed by this suppressive force.

"It's... The power of the truth?"

The Twelve struggled to get up, screaming in pain.

"The power of the truth is not divided into levels, only strength and weakness, this kid has mastered the purest holy power, and he doesn't know how terrifying it is to exert the power of the truth. The eyes of the people inside the door flashed, and they said coldly.

Seeing this, the Dragon Emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief!

"Abominable !!!!"

The Saint Twelve roared hoarsely, and the people went crazy, trying their best to stand up, the ground trembled wildly, and the entire continent of the Outer Holy State collapsed, especially where the Holy War broke out, there was no one complete piece of land, and the water of the sea rolled over, rippling under the feet of the two.

Saint Twelve gritted his teeth and shouted, and the sea water on both sides instantly rippled, turning into two water dragons and crashing into the white night.

The white night was towering and motionless, allowing the waters of the sea to attack, and the whole person still spared no effort to suppress it.

And the sea water hit him, and it didn't have the slightest effect.

"Huanyu Venerable Body?" the Dragon Emperor's eyes lit up.

"Old guy, come out quickly, I can't hold it anymore!" Bai Ye said through gritted teeth, panting.

"Hold on, I can use my dragon power to shatter those pillars of light and break free from this great array!"

The Dragon Emperor roared, and Long Wei became a few points stronger.

The surrounding pillars of light all trembled, and they all looked crumbling.

The face of the figure behind the void door changed drastically, and looking at this scene, his expression was particularly ugly.

"Saint Twelve, you waste! You were beaten like this by a median emperor! No wonder you can't even control the Nine Souls Continent!"

The man behind the door let out a cold snort and suddenly moved.

I saw that the gate was constantly trembling, and the surrounding void was rippling layer by layer, and a vast and boundless holy power was swinging towards this side.

Bai Ye's pupils swelled slightly, and before the person could react, he was hit by this force, and the person suddenly flew out.

The Holy Twelve pleases to suppress it, and rushes up madly.

But instead of immediately chasing Hakuya, he turned his head and stared at the Void Gate.

"Are you coming here?"

"If this situation doesn't come again, the Dragon Emperor will have to break free! The figure behind the door sank.

"That's... What should I do over there in Lishengzhou?"

"I can't do that much now, break these shackles and help me over!" the man shouted.

"Good!" the Twelve immediately rushed forward, lifting the Holy Knife and slashing at the void around the door.

Seeing this, the Dragon Emperor was shocked.

"Boy, stop him!!!"

Bai Ye's expression froze, and he gritted his teeth and rushed there.

However... It's too late.

With the actions of the Holy Twelve, the void around the Void Gate was all slashed, and the entire gate seemed to have broken free from the void.

And the man seemed to be no longer hindered, and stepped directly through the door.

Poof!

The moment he stepped out, the approaching white night instantly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the person was shocked in mid-air.

It's just the breath, and the white night can't bear it...

Comers... No ordinary saint!