Outside the South Heavenly Gate.

All saints scuffle together.

Fuxi and the other Terran quasi-saints stopped more than a dozen quasi-saints, and the remaining dozen quasi-saints killed Chen Su together with Qianyou.

"Please baby turn around!"

At the same time, Lu Pressed Daoist hid behind, looking for a gap to sneak up on Chen Su.

I saw that he asked to move the Immortal Gourd, and the terrifying sword light flew towards Chen Su's head.

Mixed with various other killing powers, Chen Su was overwhelmed.

However, under Haotian's gaze.

"Dang!"

Just listen to the ringing of a bell!

Chen Su stood alone in the crowd and blocked all attacks.

Immediately, the slaying spear slashed through, and the void was suddenly torn apart!

The dark power of destruction enveloped everyone.

"Poof!"

The next moment the blood is all over the sky!

In addition to the two peak quasi-saints of Qianyou and Lu Pressure Daoist, the remaining eight or nine minor saints, three or four great saints, a total of twelve quasi-saint powerhouses! was cut off by Chen Su's move!

The terrifying killing power shocked the audience in an instant.

Countless people looked at Chen Su in shock.

"Good, so strong!"

"How can Chen Su have such a terrifying strength??!

"It's outrageous, it's all quasi-saints, how can they be all killed in one face!!"

This shot was like a basin of cold water poured on everyone's heads.

Let countless red-eyed people wake up instantly.

It also made Haotian suddenly extinguish his intention to besiege Chen Su together.

"This son is not the son of man... No matter how many people go up with such combat power, they will be sent to death, how can there be a monster like him in the Quasi-Saint Territory!

Haotian was furious, feeling a feeling of despair in Chen Su.

How to deal with such a demon?

Who else in the world can deal with Chen Su besides the saints?

Could it be that Chen Su had just been promoted to the peak quasi-saint, and he was already invincible under the saint?

"Three-legged golden crow."

At this time, Chen Su turned around, looked at the Lu Pressure Daoist who was sneaking up on him outside the crowd, and said indifferently: "Hurting people behind your back, how can I keep you!" "

To say that this Lu Pressure Daoist is also a first-class Tianjiao.

The prince of the demon clan, with an innate spiritual treasure such as the Immortal Gourd, cultivated to the peak quasi-holy realm, and can be called a king as an ancestor anywhere.

Even a shout can make the demons gather and rebuild the general trend of the demon race.

But at this moment, looking at Chen Su, who was amazingly powerful, he looked panicked, and he didn't want to directly hold his head and escape: "Chen Su Daoyou is angry, poor road this goes, this goes!" "

He didn't dare to stay.

Chen Su's blow just now directly destroyed his battle intent, it was too terrifying, and that kind of strength was almost an invincible existence.

"Stay."

Chen Su's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the slaying gun swung down in the air!

It was as if a pitch-black crack that could tear everything apart spread behind Lu Pingdao's people in an instant.

"Nope!"

Lu Pressed Daoist felt the terrifying murderous aura behind him, and his whole body turned upside down.

The terrifying power of the slaying gun made his heart tremble.

Although he is also a peak quasi-saint, his total background is less than 10,000 times!

And Chen Su's own underlying strength is 20,000 times, plus the top innate treasure killing divine gun, this power cannot be resisted at all!

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a divine light burst out!

This divine light descended from the sky and fell behind the Lu Pressure Daoist.

The boom blocked the blade of the slaying gun.

Then this divine light turned into a page of heavenly books and fell abruptly, and was withdrawn by a big hand.

I saw a figure with a majestic figure, a handsome appearance, and a domineering figure between his eyebrows appeared next to Lu Peng: "Dao friendly and murderous."

"Daddy!!"

Lu Pressure Daoist was overjoyed when he saw this figure: "You, you are still alive!" "

Dijun?!"

"Demon Emperor Jun!"

"He's actually alive!"

The strong people in all directions looked sideways one by one.

His face was full of surprise.

Di Jun is definitely an absolute powerhouse in the flood wilderness!

As the founder of the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, he rules ten thousand races, dominates the flood and famine, and his prestige is known to everyone.

Such characters carry great weight in the floods.

It's just that in ancient times, it was rumored that Di Jun had died, died in the war with the Wu clan, and I couldn't imagine that he was still alive.

"Dijun."

Chen Su couldn't help but look at this great god.

This is the ancient god of the Eight Classics in the flood and wilderness.

And the strength is indeed strong, with a congenital spirit treasure to block his blow, it is not simple.

Of course, that innate spirit treasure is probably also very badly damaged.

"Since you're here, let's stay together."

Immediately after Chen Su spoke proudly, what about Di Jun, he was already a historical figure.

Unsanctification is not much threat to him after all!

"Guys, if you don't show up, I'm afraid you really won't have a chance."

Di Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he looked up at the void and said.

As his words fell.

A fire in the south invaded the sky, so much so that half of the sky turned red!

In the red sky, a huge fire lotus bloomed, and on it stood a burly figure wearing red phosphorus and the head of a human beast, this person pierced the fire snake in his ears and stepped on the fire dragon, and his momentum was domineering.

This image is none other than the fire god Zhurong, one of the twelve ancestral witches of ancient times!

"Zhurong, Twelve Pinye Fire Red Lotus!"

Chen Su frowned and looked at the other party.

As one of the twelve ancestral witches alongside Ju Mang, this Zhurong is also one of the peak quasi-saints of the strongest under the heavens.

The strength is much stronger than that of Kunpeng.

Moreover, what Zhu Rong was stepping on was the same Karmic Fire Red Lotus as his Twelve Grade Moral Golden Lotus!

"Buzz!"

At this time, the sky suddenly darkened!

The sky, which was as bright as day, suddenly turned into dark night.

At the same time, in the darkness, a huge figure seemed to have descended.

Another moment, immediately after the sky brightened.

I saw a huge dragon head appear in the sky! The dragon head also holds a candle that seems to be eternal!

"Candle Dragon!"

"It turned out to be a candle dragon!"

"Even he appeared!"

The crowd boiled.

The three people who appeared behind were bigger than the other.

It's as if ancient myths have reappeared.

Such battles shocked countless people.

"Candle Dragon, Zhurong, Dijun."

Chen Su looked around at the three great gods, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then quickly regained his calm: "It's rare to see so many legendary seniors, three, come together." The

strength of these three people made him feel a little pressure.

These people are all innate divine bodies, and the foundation is not weaker than him, and each has his own magic weapon in his hand, and each of them cannot be underestimated.

It's even more amazing for three to get together.

It was enough for Chen Su to be solemn.

"Boy, crazy enough!"

Zhu Rong's fire temper was the first to be unbearable, and he stepped on the fiery red lotus and rushed towards Chen Su fearlessly.

"Although arrogant, your strength is qualified to be mad."

Di Jun chuckled, not caring about face at all, and rushed to Chen Su after him: "Candle Dragon, let's go together!"

"Roar!"

The huge dragon head of the candle dragon roared up to the sky.

The next moment, his huge figure swooped towards Chen Su from above the nine heavens!

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