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Chapter 627: The fear of the Buddha comes from the east, the holy soldiers save me! ! 【First update】

The whole place was quiet.

The air was filled with the smell of blood.

The old dragon king looked at the corpses of the three clan dragons with some disbelief, and couldn't help but burst out with anger in his eyes. He stared at Lin Heng, the blood in his body boiling uncontrollably, and he had the urge to fight.

Ying Zheng was also stunned. He took a deep breath and stared at Lin Heng.

Corpse energy enveloped his face, and outsiders could not see through his expression, let alone know what kind of inner fluctuations he was feeling at this time.

Because of Lin Heng's sword, the atmosphere became solid, depressing, and subtle.

Mencius from behind couldn't help but frown when he saw this situation, a little worry appeared on his face.

Green Snake, who was holding White Snake's corpse, also looked here blankly, showing a trace of worry.

The powerful people from all walks of life who were watching held their breaths, as if they were also present at this time, and they couldn't help but become nervous.

At that time, Lin Heng was calm and without any fluctuations. His expression was indifferent and his tone was as cold as an iceberg: "Emperor Qin, is there anything else?"

Ying Zheng was silent, and after a long while he said with a somewhat self-deprecating smile: "Thank you Taixu Tianzun for immortalizing the Dragon Clan. I'm sorry for disturbing you, so I'll take my leave!"

He turned and left, the atmosphere was depressing, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The old Dragon King glanced at Lin Heng angrily, suppressed his anger, and finally left with Ying Zheng.

It's just that the humiliation in its heart is difficult to release, and its journey along the way is like venting its anger, shattering a large area of ​​​​the star field.

Ying Zheng never obstructed or said anything.

This made the old Dragon King even more frustrated.

"How can you bear it when he doesn't give you face like this?" The old Dragon King finally said it, with a look of resentment on his face.

"So, I'm going to fight him?" Ying Zheng said in a self-deprecating tone.

The old Dragon King was speechless and felt only humiliation in his heart.

With its strength, of course it is understood that today's Taixu Tianzun is already the number one person among the saints without any suspense.

Whether it is it, Ying Zheng, Wu Tian in the Demon Realm, or Yang Jian in Taoism.

They have all been left far behind.

It is no exaggeration to say that the strength displayed by the opponent today is already on a different level from them.

Lin Heng now.

You don't need anyone to join forces, you can fight the saint by yourself!
Even if there is still a gap, it is only a gap of one and two, not zero and one.

So, so what if you feel aggrieved?
If they really dared to fight, they would just add two more to the list of quasi-saints who died today.

"Alas..." The old Dragon King sighed.

Ying Zheng also sighed: "In this world, only saints can deal with him."

At this point, he paused and advised the old Dragon King: "It's not easy for the Dragon Clan to get out of trouble. The three of them should be responsible for what happened today. Don't worry about it anymore."

After saying that, he paved the black light avenue under his feet, connecting the star fields, crossing the continents, and returning to Da Qin.

The old Dragon King looked reluctantly in the direction of Nanfangbuzhou, with suppressed anger in his deep dragon eyes.

……

And in the battlefield at that time.

After taking care of all the quasi-sages, Lin Heng went directly to the Gate of Heaven without stopping.

At this time, Donglai Buddha was already standing on the eighth level of heaven.

He knew exactly what was going on outside.

Lin Heng's appearance made him unbelievable, and the terrifying strength displayed made him panic.

Beads of sweat fell like rain on his forehead, and he put all his effort on stage to the point where his face turned red.

Especially after sensing that all the quasi-sages over there have been killed.

Donglai Buddha was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"The last step, the last step."

"Quick, quick!!"

The Buddha's light gushed out, like the sun shining brightly. His whole body was enveloped in the scriptures, his blood boiled, and he tried his best to reach the last step.

As long as you step on the ninth level, the saint's great calamity will begin.

In the Great Tribulation of Saints, no one can take action against him, not even a true Saint!
"Let me go up!!" Buddha from the East roared loudly, shaking the whole world. The foot hanging in the air bloomed into a grand lotus flower with a click.

Space is broken.

The indescribable resistance was finally crushed by him.

His restless face finally showed ecstasy.

However, at the moment when that foot was about to land on the last level of heaven.

The vitality of the surrounding world was suddenly pulled away, and a bit of cold light condensed, and with a breath that shocked the whole world, it shattered into the void.

Astonishingly, it is the Immortal Trapping Sword among the Four Execution Swords!
The Buddha who came from the east looked shocked.

"Buzz!"

The Qibao Exquisite Tower buzzed, shattering the starry sky, and the stars all over the sky turned into powder and rustled down.

The seven-color wonderful light pours out like the Milky Way, heading towards the trapped fairy sword.

However, Lin Heng descended from the sky, fired both palms together, and the avenue roared, splitting down the seven-colored light.

A bit of cold light from the trapped fairy sword fell into the steps of heaven.

Then the strong men from all sides heard a shrill scream, and Donglai Buddha's right foot, which was about to touch the Tianmen, was chopped off with a sword.

Blood rained down, staining the nine steps red.

The gate of heaven, which has always been sacred and majestic, is now covered in shocking bloodstains.

What made Donglai Buddha even more trembled was that Lin Heng himself had already arrived.

He punched them, and the space between them collapsed, turning into a black hole.

At first glance.

It's like a fist punching from the other side of the black hole and emerging from the other side.

That terrifying aura made Donglai Buddha, whose strength had skyrocketed over the years, feel chilly and his scalp numb.

"Holy Soldier, save me!!"

He no longer had the majesty of the Buddha. He screamed in fear and was in a panic.

But he didn't need to say more.

At the moment when the seven-colored light was struck down by Lin Heng, the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower had already fallen down in a hurry.

The ancient pagoda exudes the aura of the Buddha, which is so powerful that it blocks the way of the Buddha from the east.

Bang!

Lin Heng's punch that punched through the space hit the ultimate holy weapon of the ancient Buddha that burned the lantern.

A huge sound exploded in the universe.

All the creatures in the Southern Immortal Realm once again fell into temporary deafness.

Mountains and rivers collapsed and continents were shattered.

The world shook.

The ripples produced by the collision of fists and holy soldiers overturned hundreds of millions of miles of heaven, and the battlefield was plunged into chaos.

Wait until your vision is clear.

Only then did the powerful men from all sides see the figure of Taixu Tianzun flying backwards.

The head-on collision with the Phoenix Blood Dragon Pattern Cauldron in front of him caused Lin Heng to be seriously injured.

So this time, he failed to smash the holy soldiers again.

But he didn't lose either.

Although he flew millions of miles upside down, the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda was directly blasted out of the 33rd level of the sky and drifted to the outer reaches of the universe.

But the Buddha who came from the east was even worse.

Although the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower blocked the punch, the aftermath of the collision between the two knocked him off the steps of heaven on the spot and fell into the first level of heaven millions of miles away.

The body of the Buddha, which should have been a majestic treasure, was now as cracked as a spider web.

Golden blood gushes out, gathers into a river of blood, and falls for nine days.

　There is another chapter, code words, expected to be two points
　　
　
(End of this chapter)