Battling Records of the Chosen One

Chapter 1352

That palm, like the presence of a god Buddha, split the head of a true saint!

The whole audience was shocked.

True holiness, refining the laws of the holy way, living the same life with the ages and shining with the sun and moon, is definitely the existence that stands at the top of the world.

But now, Wu xiutong, such a true saint, was not only torn off his wings, but also his head was split and exploded!

However, saints are not so easy to kill.

In an instant, Wu xiutong's holy light flowed all over his body, and his head and wings were reborn. Only his face was much pale and his vitality was obviously greatly damaged.

This is the saint!

The holy land almost takes into account the three paths of body refining, Qi refining and God refining. Its life is tenacious if it is near to death.

Why can the will power and spirit power of countless sages survive through the erosion of ages?

Because of the power they control, they have already reached a shocking level!

"Little evil beast!"

Wu xiutong roared and was completely crazy. In full view of the public, he was killed so miserably by Lintian, which made him lose face.

"Die!"

Lintian's cold eyes were like electricity and rushed again.

In this process, all the other saints were trying to attack Lintian, but they could not stop him.

All the attacks were wiped out by Lintian's power, and even some holy treasures were shocked back.

It's a mess!

And Wu xiutong, who was in a rage, changed his face again, and gave a thump in his heart and screamed bad.

But at that moment, Lintian had already raised his fist to kill him.

Boom!

The murderous spirit is like the vast starry sky, gathering in the bright fist strength. It is incredibly powerful, just like a God lifting a sacred mountain and smashing it down.

Wu xiutong waved his wings violently, the wind swept through and flickered to avoid, but his body was out of control. It was difficult to move at all, and was shrouded by the terrible fist strength.

"No..." he roared, his cheeks twisted, completely lost his attitude, and felt a kind of despair and panic.

Bang!

With one punch, his head was blasted again.

The most frightening and chilling thing is that under the coverage of this fist strength, Wu xiutong's body exploded from the beginning.

Blood is spreading.

Even if Wu xiutong's true holy body is near, if he doesn't die, he can't bear Lintian's punch at this time!

Boom!

Lintian's fist strength was like a huge millstone, which wiped out the heaven and earth, and his blood, soul and breath

All of them were crushed by such terror and turned into looting embers. They didn't even leave any residue. They died clean!

There was a dead silence.

Everyone's face changed. I can't believe it.

Dead?

In the eyes of the world, the holy land is like the existence of immortality. In the recent tens of thousands of years, few strong people at the true holy level have fallen.

Because saints are too hard to kill!

Even if only a wisp of thought and a drop of blood essence are left, they can reshape the origin and recover again, which is incredibly powerful.

But at this moment today, Wu xiutong's form, God and mind are destroyed!

In the distance, night jiuxiao, laughing and Wei cangyun all stayed for a while, which... Seemed incredible

Boom!

At this time, a layer of bright red blood appeared on the sky. Vaguely, there was a breath like the collapse of the avenue, and the sound of sadness echoed.

"At the time of the holy meteorite, the sky sounds sad!"

Far away in the city, countless monks and countless creatures were cold all over at this moment, and their eyes looked straight at the sky dyed red by blood light.

For many years, today, a real saint has fallen!

"Dead!"

In the battlefield, the saints noticed the heavenly vision at the first time.

They looked uncertain, and looked at Lintian with suspicion and fear. The death of a true saint also impacted their hearts!

Who left the power to let a small mole ant who lives in the seven robbery environment have the power to kill saints?

"Don't panic, you guys. This world has never lived forever. Seven robberies can become an example of surpassing the holy land. This son can't last long!"

The Dharma of Dadi Tibetan temple is opening in a deep voice, and the Buddha's voice resounds through the world.

Kuya, Shangye, Mokong and others also knew this. They all flashed their eyes, but they were not frightened by Wu xiutong's death.

"Bald donkey, kill you first!"

Lintian looked cold, and his figure rose out of thin air and left quickly.

"I'll come!"

Xia Hou's blood sneered at the worship of the moon. The whole bronze chariot galloped in the void, with surging auspicious Qi and surging blood light.

Dang!

Lintian stretched out a hand and patted it on the bronze chariot far away, shaking it out.

It's embarrassing.

Because this is the third time since the war, Xia Hou's blood has been shaken back.

At the same time, Lintian waved, the broken blade swept out, appeared in his palm and swept it gently.

With a loud bang, a string of Buddhist prayer beads offered by the Dharma were split and flew.

This made his face slightly changed. What a powerful force!

"Evil animals, dare you commit murder?"

Ink Kong drank and turned into a thousand hands, like a huge centipede. Each arm was silver, flowing holy light, closed together and sent thousands of heavy palm prints.

Poof poof!

As a result, in an instant, the broken blade swept out of date, and most of the thousands of arms of Mokong were cut off. The broken hands were spilling all over the sky, bloody and incomparable.

This scene once again shocked the saints.

"You guys, if you keep your strength, you're not sure... Someone will follow in the footsteps of Wu xiutong!"

Gou Zhenshan of black nightmare Tiangou makes a cold sound.

"Kill!"

When the war broke out, all saints attacked without reservation and used their killer mace. For a moment, time and space were chaotic and heaven and earth seemed to be broken.

"Totally shameless..."

In the distance, I couldn't see the night jiuxiao, and I was very angry.

"Do you want to rescue?"

Laugh and ask again.

"Look again."

Wei cangyun's eyes were different.

Night nine Xiao and smile don't return to look at the past, suddenly found an unusual place.

In the sky, Lintian was in a scuffle, but he was not suppressed. On the contrary, he seemed to be incomparable.

He is like a God. His figure is crowded with heaven and earth, surrounded by golden rainbow, showing a great sense of perfection and immeasurability.

He raised his hands and feet as if he had unmatched power to blow out all attacks!

A group of saints, on the contrary, were swept by the power released by them, as if they were in a stormy ocean.

"What a terrible force is this...?"

Laugh not to return, Zheng Zheng way.

"I suspect that this son is very likely to be blessed by the combat power left by the Saint King level. Otherwise, he will never have the ability to kill saints."

The night is murmuring in the sky.

"Sage king? It's possible..."

Wei zangyun's eyes flickered.

For the holy land, it is also divided into 369 grades.

Pseudo saints are at the bottom, because they have no hope to break through a higher realm in this life, and their combat power is at the end of the holy realm.

True saints have the details of seeking the holy way and can refine the power of the law of the holy way.

Above the true saint, it is the great saint. It has opened up a real road of its own. This road, like all the roads spread in the world, has the qualification to spread in the world and inherit in ancient and modern times.

In short, it is "preaching the world"!

Above the great sage, there is the sage king. This place is like the top of the saints. It can sense the luck of heaven and earth. When you pick it up, you can use the power of the heavens to turn stones into gold, reshape everything in heaven and earth, and turn corruption into magic!

It's like an omnipotent creator.

This is the holy land. The false saint, the true saint, the great saint and the sage king. Each realm is obscure and mysterious, which is enough for anyone to spend his whole life to seek!

In their opinion, if Lintian borrowed the power left by the sage king, it would be easy to understand that he could kill the sage with the cultivation of seven robberies.

Boom!

Suddenly, Shang Yesu threw his hand in the battlefield and stole twelve Dinghai holy beads into a forbidden array to suppress Lintian.

This is obviously her trump card and her bottom card.

Others attacked violently, did not hide, and used their strongest magic power.

However, the twelve holy beads were blown away by a pagoda offered by Lintian.

The octagonal pagoda is like the golden building of the glass God. It has the meaning of suppressing the four poles and overlooking the heavens, floating the magnificent dark golden light into the sky.

Wordless pagoda!

However, when it was used by Lintian at this time, the tower was obviously different from the past, emitting a high momentum and brilliant.

According to elder martial brother Xuankong of Fangcun mountain, this tower inherits the mystery for no reason. It seems to exist forever and has great immortal meaning. Therefore, its name is: the avenue has no end!

Boom!

There is no end tower on the avenue, and the waves sweep across it.

With a puff, Shang Ye coughed up blood and turned pale. His eyes were full of shock. The twelve Dinghai holy beads were the ancestral treasure of her sea soul family!

But now, he was blown away!

"Cut!"

The bitter cliff drank and the blue Dao sword was swept out, which was enough to cut off the sun, moon and stars. When the sword intention rushed up, even the sky dome was swept off!

Wheeze!

Almost at the same time, a magic sword was snatched out of Lintian's hand. It was two feet and three inches long, old and dull, thick and without front.

It is Tongtian sword, the most precious treasure of Tongtian sword sect, which was captured from Yunqing's white hands!

Dangdang!

The two swords vied with each other and resounded through the deafening sound.

Then, he saw that Tongtian Sword Pierced all obstacles and shook all the blue Dao swords on the bitter cliff.

Poof!

Then, Tongtian sword pierced the chest of bitter cliff with an unstoppable force and nailed it to the void. Too soon, everything was like breaking bamboo!

It is as powerful as a bitter cliff. As a real swordsman, I can't stop it. The body protection holy light is defeated.

"Tongtian sword..." kuya was stunned. He didn't expect that the town sect sword of his family would kill into his body in this way.

"Senior brother!"

In the distance, I rest my eyes and canthus.

Poof!

Suddenly, the Tongtian sword shook, and the whole person of kuya burst open, and the blood fog transpiration. Under the terrible sword gas, the blood and flesh of his body were crushed and crushed.

It shocked everyone. It was so sudden!

At this time, Lintian had killed the Dharma Zheng of Dadi Tibetan temple again. If he hated most, it was the monk of Dadi Tibetan temple.

At the same time, the sky was filled with blood light again, and the voice of gods and Demons crying through the world.

The true saint of bitter cliff fell, causing the sound of heaven's sorrow again!

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