The Peerless Immortal Emperor of the City

Chapter 842 Where are you?
Innately kill the Holy Master?

how can that be!

Mo Yu was shocked to the extreme. In his cognition, the level of the Holy Master is already the pinnacle of the Saint Realm, and the true power in the body has begun to transform into the real power, possessing some of the great power that can only be displayed by the Great Saint. able!

High above, above ordinary saints!
Even in the sanctuary inhabited by the Xuanniao protoss on the other side of the starry sky, a strong person at the level of the holy master is enough to dominate one side, known as the divine master, who can rule the people and establish a country!

Moreover, there are so many ways to save the life of the strong at the level of the Holy Lord, unless it is the Great Sage who takes action, it is almost impossible to die.

Mo Yu himself is at the level of the Holy Master, and he is a protoss who is born with the authority of some laws. He is stronger than the normal warriors of the Holy Master level, but even so he can't guarantee that he can add the Holy Master of the same level.

Innately kill the Holy Lord!

How is this possible, there is no such thing at all!
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Yu stared at Yu Junling fiercely, and said, "Ants at the innate level will be easily crushed to death when facing a saint. Compared with the saint, they are so insignificant. Like dust!
It is absolutely impossible for such an outrageous thing to kill a holy master congenitally. Even when Wu Yao was in congenital, he could only compete with ordinary saints!

What kind of thing is that Xuantian you mentioned, how could it surpass the Great God Wu Yao, you woman must be deceiving me, let's see how I punish you!Enjoy it! "

As he said that, he raised his palm, and his fingertips condensed into sharp black rays of light like knives. He wanted to tear up Yu Junling's clothes, and then insulted her to his heart's content, forced her to submit, and handed over the skills she had cultivated. Law.

Ding Ding Ding! !

At this moment, a piece of jade hanging from Mo Yu's waist suddenly vibrated and made a crisp sound. He frowned and stopped attacking, patted the jade lightly, and was about to ask...

"Come on! Come to the capital of this country! There is a Holy Master here, a powerful Holy Master! Ah! Bang..."

This is a voice message.

And it was sent in groups, sent to all the holy masters of the mysterious bird gods who came to the earth.

Leave a message for help!

This was actually a message asking for help, and it ended with a scream and a roar. You don't need to think about it, the Xuanniao protoss who left the message is dead!
"What! There are still people who can kill my Xuanniao protoss in this declining Central Tianyu. Does this mean that you don't want to live?"

Mo Yu suddenly became furious. He has always been proud of his identity as a protoss, and thought that the Central Tianyu at this time is just a group of ants, who can be bullied at will, but now he heard the sound of people from the Xuanniao protoss being killed!

anger!
Unparalleled anger!
"No matter who you are, as long as you dare to kill my Xuanniao protoss, you must die!" Mo Yu roared into the sky, but he did not forget Yu Junling beside him.

With a wave of his hand, a dark light condensed, covering Yu Junling, and then this dark light flew into the sky with him, heading towards the capital!

……

At this time, the capital.

Most of the Forbidden City has been turned into ruins, countless treasures of civilization have been destroyed, and thirteen holy masters of the mysterious bird protoss stand in the air.

"How dare you kill my gods, lowly humans, ants-like trash, who gave you the guts!?" One of the holy masters of the mysterious bird gods rushed to the crown, glanced at the thunder that was still flickering in the distance, He gritted his teeth and looked at the six figures in front of him.

On the opposite side of the thirteen Holy Lords of the Xuanniao God Clan, there were six figures standing in the air, all with different colors of light on their bodies. Although some were strong and some were weak, they all had awe-inspiring aura and awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

These are Dong Wanggong, Jiutian Xuannv, Leisheng Puhua Tianzun, Chiyanji, Jingchen Jinmu, and Song Ningran.

Among them, Dong Wanggong, Chi Yanji, and Jingchen Jinmu are all strong at the level of the Holy Lord, and their strength is extremely strong. Can also fight one or two.

Only Song Ningran, although she has completely refined the power of dragon energy and possesses the power of a saint who is close to the level of a holy master, has too little actual combat experience. In the current battle situation, she can only play guerrilla support.

But even so, Dong Wanggong also spelled out the opponent's two Holy Masters, turning the opponent's fifteen Holy Masters into thirteen.

It's just that Leisheng Puhua Tianzun was also seriously injured, and it was difficult to continue fighting.

"Are these people the Xuanniao Protoss?" Song Ningran looked at the "people" in black feather clothes with deep and powerful breath in front of him with some suspicion.

In order to find Qin Heng, she took Qin Yun and others to travel around, and met Xue Qinan, who was also looking for Qin Heng's whereabouts, and then they also came to the headquarters of the myth organization in Beijing, ready to share information and find Qin Heng's whereabouts.

However, within a few days, more than a dozen holy lord-level powerhouses of unknown origin suddenly attacked the headquarters of the myth organization in the Forbidden City.

If it wasn't for the defensive array laid down by the Eastern Prince and the Western Emperor, they would have been wiped out on the spot because they were caught off guard. After all, there were fifteen Holy Master-level powerhouses here!
But even so, most of the Forbidden City was destroyed, many warriors died, and even the core members of the mythical organization such as Chun Yangzi and Shui De Xingjun were seriously injured.

Yun Lingsu was also dying because of protecting Qin Yun, and was directly pierced through the heart by the aftermath of the attack of the Holy Lord. If it wasn't for Jingchen Jinmu who happened to be nearby and treated her in time, she would have died by now.

"That's right, according to the description in the ancient books, these people should be the Xuanniao God Clan." Dong Wanggong looked solemn, pointed to the giant ship in the sky, and said, "It came from above."

"Why, why did they do this?" Qin Yun was taking care of Yun Lingsu, looking at the devastated Forbidden City and many seriously injured warriors, with uncontrollable anger in his heart, pointing at the thirteen holy masters of the Xuanniao God Clan, roared: "Why!"

She has a very good relationship with Yun Lingsu. Just now she saw Yun Lingsu was pierced through the heart by a wave of aftermath and almost died. Now she is really very angry!
But very powerless!
"Ants, how dare you disrespect God!" A holy master of the Xuanniao protoss snorted coldly, his eyes were like lightning, and he glared at Qin Yun.

For ordinary people, the gaze of the Holy Lord is a direct attack on the soul, and it is impossible to bear it. It will be annihilated in an instant, and become a walking corpse without a soul!
"Xiao Yun! Be careful!" Song Ningran was shocked when she saw this situation, and quickly stood in front of Qin Yun, and the gaze of the Holy Master of the Xuanniao God Clan fell on her sacredness!

"Well!"

Song Ningran spat out a mouthful of blood, hurting her body and spirit. After all, she couldn't fully display the power of dragon energy, and she couldn't resist the attack of the Holy Master level powerhouse at all!

"Sister Ranran!" Tears glistened in Qin Yun's eyes, her face was pale, and she became more and more helpless. She supported Song Ningran and murmured, "Brother! Where are you, where are you?"

(End of this chapter)