Chapter 57 Battle of the Saints (please collect)

Finally, the magic saint hidden in the dark robbed the nine-child heart elixir in front of the two immortal saints in broad daylight, which was simply inflated confidence and arrogant.

Xu Le felt that the power made him tremble from the depths of his soul, which was beyond his imagination. Moreover, the demon saint did not appear at all, just grabbed it casually. The universe in the sky was turned upside down, and the wind and clouds changed only in his breath.

This is the power of saints.

"If a Taoist friend comes, is it the saint's job to hide his head and show his tail?" The saint of Guangling has lost his warm smiling face. At this moment, he is like a demon, and his whole face is twisted. This is slapting his old face.

With a punch in the sky, the sand flew away from the stone, and the power emanating from his body directly shocked all the practitioners around him. Only the fire saint calmly collected the elixir furnace and elixir, and then looked up thoughtfully, and the plain pupils emitted a trace of thunder.

One palm and one punch collided with each other, the sky was dark, the end of the world came, and the houses collapsed everywhere. For a while, the whole royal palace jumped, shouting and roaring everywhere.

"Jumping the clown, dares to fight with the old man, over his own strength, take me with a doomsday punch" The voice of the magic saint came down, and he saw a huge palm print condensed in the sky again, condensing the most vicious breath.

The momentum alone suffocated everyone, and the saint of Guangling was pale and seemed to be vulnerable. At this time, the saint snorted softly. She also punched, and a cyan flame condensed fist head-on. Wherever the flame went, all the dark forces dissolved and disappeared.

A fire burns a bright universe.

"I have been looking forward to the name of the fourth-order alchemist and the saint for a long time. It's really worth coming here to receive my second punch of 'the collapse of the earth'."

"This is the imperial capital of the wind and fire empire, and Taoist friends are not afraid of being robbed and falling again? In this case, you can also take me a 'Lotus Holy Fire'.

The fire saint instantly made hundreds of fingerprints, and a huge lotus bloomed. The green fire in the stamens boiled and rotated into the air.

The fist of the demon saint was completely burned with only three breaths.

"Hahaha, you are really an alchemist. Your soul cultivation is so high. I have learned it, so let's say goodbye." Everyone thought that the demon saint would stop and leave. Unexpectedly, another giant hand condensed and gently turned over and patted the young people of the royal palace and the genius practitioners who came to watch alchemy in the yard, three of whom were alchemists.

Xu Le had long been suppressed by the earth-shaking breath on the ground and could not move at all. The qi and blood in his body no longer flowed, and his breathing almost stopped. Others are worse than him, with several broken physique and broken internal organs, as fragile as ants.

"The evil, how dare you commit murder in our emperor? It's not a pity to die."

Suddenly, dark clouds over the whole imperial capital, thunder flashed, and the wind and rain were great. A huge armored god of war came out of the darkness with a heavy hammer in his hand. He was 100 meters tall and his eyes were like electricity. This is an invincible god of war, waving a hammer of punishment and roaring in an unknown depths.

"Ah."

A sad scream came, and everyone shuddered with goose bumps all over their bodies.

The magic hand over the royal palace disappeared, the giant god of war over the imperial capital disappeared, and the wind, rain, thunder and lightning all disappeared to restore the sunny weather.

"Just now, it was the 'God of War Hammer', which was the ancestor of the God of War of the empire. He had cultivated to the seventh level of the Holy Land 300 years ago, and now he must have broken through to a new level long ago."

The saint showed respect on his face and bowed gently to the sky with his fist.

The corners of the saint's mouth were full of blood, and he said awkwardly, "I broke through to the holy realm 20 years ago, and now I have only cultivated the power of a dragon, and I can capture and suppress the sea of flying dragons with one hand. Just now, the demon saint has at least the power of three dragons, and it's really close between him and the saint of fire.

Then his eyes swept at the disciples of the palace, and their faces were miserable, and many people were worse than death.

The saint took out a jade bottle and said, "Take it to them, which can heal the injury. An adult sea flying dragonfly's combat power can reach 300 power, and their strongest is more than 90 power to carry the tripod. It is fortunate that they can keep a life under the power just now.

Xu Le also got one. The healing elixir is really effective, and it can actually have an effect on his strange physique. Some muscle and bone cracks in the back began to heal, and the strength gradually recovered.

"Damn, why did the demon saint appear here? Has there been a conspiracy for a long time?" Guangling Sheng was so popular that he almost vomited blood. Today is his 90th birthday. Unexpectedly, he was disturbed by others. If it hadn't been for the ancestor, the god of war who lived in seclusion in the imperial capital, he would definitely suffer a big loss today.

"Not like that." The saint shook his head and said solemnly, "Just now, when I was alchemy, there was a very strange look staring at me all the time. That feeling was very bad, as if everything about me was seen through by the other party. That look is definitely not from the demon saint, but should be another more evil existence.

Xu Le was helped down to rest. In fact, he was not much injured. After the treatment of healing elixir and the terrible self-healing power of his strange physique, he had recovered as usual when he went to other courtyards.

He didn't dare to stay here anymore. He thought he could do it unconsciously when he opened his spiritual eyes. He didn't expect that the ** degree of the fiery saint was so strong, but her guess was very big.

Anyway, let's go first.

In the chaos, Xu Le returned to the patriarch's mansion unharmed. He is an eye-opener today. Whether it is alchemy or the battle of saints, it has raised his vision to another level, especially his shallow understanding of the power of saints.

As far as he knows, the practice of saints is to absorb the spirit of heaven and earth, condense the source of the strength of the lower abdomen, and communicate with heaven and earth, which is continuous and vast.

The sea flying dragonfly is the most powerful creature among the demons. An adult flying dragonfly's combat effectiveness can reach up to 300, and its strength is extremely horrible and fierce. Even dozens of martial arts masters may not be able to capture it.

But a saint can do it. After the physical refinement of each saint, there will be a period of sharp increase in combat effectiveness, directly surpassing 300 power and can capture the sea flying dragons. Therefore, the combat effectiveness of practitioners in a holy realm is measured by the power of dragons.

"No wonder I swallowed a drop of blood milk of the sea flying dragonfly, which can change its wings under the stimulation of aura. It turns out that the bloodline of the sea flying dragonfly is powerful, and it is worthy of being the first hegemon among the demons in the secular world of practice.

The alchemy of the fire saint touched him a lot, so he wanted to retreat for a period of time as soon as possible and try to understand something of his own.

Xu Le hurried to his rest room, but as soon as he arrived at the door, his scalp was numb, and the cold current on his back rushed straight. In his sense, there seemed to be a fierce beast lurking in the room, which could make him die without burial.

His head stiffly looked at the imperial troops around him. They still stood upright one by one, but his eyes were lightless, and his heartbeat and breathing were completely empty. They were killed by supreme means.

A bad feeling rose in Xu Le's mind, and he turned around and was about to leave. But a sneer came to my ears, and the door was pushed open by a force, and a dark shadow flashed out.

It was a woman with scars on her face. Her eyes were full of hostility and ruthlessness. Looking at Xu Le's eyes were like looking at a lamb she slaughtered.

"You son of a bitch, how dare you compete with me for the star stone. It's a dream that you think you can escape from the palm of our hands.

There was still a young man standing in the room, who was the evil boy he met in the business, and behind him sat a man wrapped in a black robe. He was seriously injured, the blood on his chest was not dry, the bean-sized sweat on his forehead rolled down, and his hands were constantly changing various gestures, as if he was healing with all his strength.

It's really unlucky that the demon saint actually hid here to heal his wounds. No wonder so many imperial guards were killed in seconds.

"This is the imperial capital mansion, which is a heavy place for the wind and fire empire. I don't know how many saints and ancestors are hidden, so you are not afraid to disturb them?"

Xu Le said over and over again, plotting a way to escape.

"Dead people will never say it." The demon boy rushed with all his strength, and a short blade appeared in his hand. A slight knife mark flashed to Xu Le's throat. "I am Huang Qizi, the Purgatory Sect. You can also close your eyes when you go to hell after death."

Huang Qizi's speed is very fast. He is in a master level and has the strength to carry 85.

However, Xu Le was different from the past. As soon as he stared, he saw the change of the other party's knife marks clearly. He couldn't help humming. Even if he died, he would not die like this. In terms of speed, he is the real master.

A gust of wind blew, leaving no shadow. Xu Le had dodged to the other side, and he suddenly roared, rolling and roaring, like thunder, constantly spreading around.

As long as it disturbs the ancestor of a saint guarding the palace, what can an injured demon saint do? This place is much more terrible than the Longtan Tiger Cave. Only those who come in and those who don't go out.

The ugly woman and Huang Qizi were shocked by the speed of Xu Le. When they heard the powerful roar, their eyes became like meeting a ghost, and even the corners of their mouths twitched gently.

"Mo Xiaodu, you killed him, and I took the saint to escape from here first."

The magic saint in the room was injured unusually and needed the help of Huang Qizi to escape. After Xu Le figured out this matter, his momentum was like a rainbow, and his roar rolled again: "The evil son of the devil and the saints of the devil broke into the patriarch of our empire and killed countless people. The army ordered all the imperial forest army to immediately surround the patriarch."

After giving the order, he stepped out and rushed to the ugly woman Mo Xiaodu.

"Swallow the mountain."

As soon as the master-level combat effectiveness came out, the atmosphere of the scene turned down sharply.

"Big Magic Hand."

Mo Xiaodu's move, like a palm, like a fist, like a claw, changes from the heart.

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The saint took action, and the representative scene was officially spread out. Let's stand up, collect it, and bring all the red tickets.