Nine Realms Sword Master

The terrifying holy power is like a steel knife, constantly scraping the ground.

The ground was flattened layer after layer, all the mountains in the outer Saint State were shattered, the ground was leveled, the rivers dried up, the trees turned to ashes, and even the clouds no longer exist.

It has completely turned into a pure land, a ruin...

Those great emperors who lived in the outer sacred state died and fled. Here, no creatures can be seen.

Among the twelve pillars of light, the dragon emperor's huge body had appeared, and it was struggling crazily, but the terrifying holy power around it was like lightning bolts, constantly hitting it.

The Dragon Emperor shook his body frantically, as if he wanted to rush out of the twelve pillars of light, but it was extremely difficult. The holy power around him was too strong...

Saint Twelve held his hands behind, stepped into the void, gasping slightly and looked at the huge dragon in front of him, with a trace of triumph in his eyes, and then looked towards a void gate not far away.

Behind the door was a vague figure. At this moment, this person was raising his hands and continuously releasing his sacred power outwards. The Dragon Emperor was suppressed by the sacred power of these two people together, making it difficult to move.

"Holy Twelve! Two fights one! What kind of skill? There is a way to fight alone with Grandpa!!"

The Dragon Emperor roared.

"Sing alone? Dragon Emperor, it's no wonder that you can only hide in hiding for so many years. After living for so long, are you still so naive? You died in my hands this time. It's not wrong, but it's a pity that my hands will be contaminated. Your idiot's blood is really shameful!" Saint Twelve said coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

"Asshole!!!"

The Dragon Emperor was furious, roaring frantically, and his body's scales were erected, like steel, and the dragon vented and threw everything around him. The void shook more and more, and the evil sea churned wildly.

The person standing inside the door frowned slightly and shouted in a low voice: "Twelve, make a quick shot! Refining it without delay for too long. If the people in Li Shengzhou know that I interfered with the Nine Soul Continent, then I It's in trouble!"

"it is good!"

Saint Twelve shouted, and immediately shot, the twelve beams of light around it became more concentrated, and a large number of marks rushed out of the halo, and they slammed the Dragon Emperor fiercely.

Every trace was like a hot flame, hitting the dragon emperor's body, scorching all its scales and flesh, and the dragon emperor let out a miserable cry again.

The sound shook the sky and spread to every corner of the Nine Souls...

Seeing this scene in the white night in the distance, his face was particularly cold.

But at this moment, he has difficulty even advancing, surrounded by terrifying sacred power. Under the squeezing of this sacred power, every step he takes seems to exhaust his whole body's strength.

Bai Ye's fingers trembled slightly and took out the pill from Qianlong Ring and stuffed it into his mouth like a bean.

But even with the urging of the Huanyu Sovereign Body, the Nine Transformation Immortal Body, and the Azure Emperor Longevity Art, the lost breath and damaged body cannot be recovered so quickly. You know, what tore his body was the imperial energy wrapped in sacred power. This injury was not an ordinary injury.

But Bai Ye has decided to do nothing at this moment.

"If there were no old guys, I would have died long ago. Now the old guys are in trouble. Even if I can't hold them on, I have to hold on. Old guys...you hold on..."

He panted and moved forward as hard as he could.

Finally, people approached the twelve pillars of light.

But at this moment, his breathing has become particularly difficult, it is basically impossible to draw the sword, how can he have the strength to stop all of this?

"Boy..." Suddenly, the painful Dragon Emperor's huge dragon eyes froze. He stared at the slowly moving figure not far away, his brain blank.

"Old guy... why are you so embarrassed? Hehe, didn't you say that you are invincible and no one is your opponent? How? Didn't you want me to save you?"

Bai Ye's hair danced wildly, and the corners of his mouth were full of blood.

"Boy...you..." Dragon Emperor opened his mouth, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what to say. Although it is now suppressed, it can still see the white night at the moment, and it is no different from the ants on the ground, so what can it do to save it?

He ran over to die! !

This silly boy!

Dragon Emperor's heart trembled.

"Dragon Lord?"

The Saint Twelve over there saw Bai Ye with a hint of playfulness on his face.

"It seems that Emperor Xuanyuan's trash hasn't solved you! Even if you want to come, his kind of person with good eyes and low hands is indeed impossible to be your opponent!"

"Then you let him come and die?"

Bai Ye gasped.

"Send to death? Haha, even if you don't kill, I will kill him, because the Great Emperor Alliance is just like your Dragon Jue, it's unnecessary. I solved the Dragon Emperor here, and you both suffered a loss, I Go and sit down again!" Saint Twelve shook his head, his eyes filled with strategizing self-confidence: "The entire Nine Soul Continent only needs my Wanxiang Gate. A sect force requires only one or two great emperors. But! If it exceeds this number, it is a potential threat, and I must remove it from Vientiane Gate!"

"The Vientiane Gate exists to maintain the peace of the Nine Souls, not to dominate the Nine Souls. By doing this, you just want to be the emperor of the Nine Souls." Bai Ye said coldly.

"Do you think I am not qualified to sit on the Lord of the Nine Souls?" Saint Twelfth squinted and asked.

"Of course not qualified." Bai Ye shook his head.

"Haha, it's extremely ridiculous! Can I sit? It's not your turn to be here!" The corners of Saint Twelve's mouth raised slightly, no longer talking nonsense, with a finger movement, a ray of Holy Power suddenly fell, and blasted toward the white night.

This holy power is extremely slight, but...

Enough to tear the white night of the present state.

"Boy, be careful!" Long Emperor roared, struggling frantically.

But I can't get rid of it.

Two saints, with a peerless holy formation! It has no chance at all!

however...

In this electric light and flint, a terrifying breath suddenly burst out of Bai Ye.

The falling sacred power was instantly blasted away, and at the same time, all the sacred powers around the white night were also shattered, and a vacuum zone appeared directly around the whole person.

"what?"

Saint Twelve was stunned.

The figure in the door also looked towards Bai Ye, his vague eyes rippling with weirdness.

Long Di stared at Bai Ye in a daze, for a long time, with a wry smile: "You kid, you are too impulsive, is this... worth it?"

"It's not worth it. If the cultivation base is lost, I can practice again. If the person is gone, where can I find it?"

Bai Ye said lightly, the exhaustion and paleness on his face disappeared without a trace, and people no longer gasped, and the almost collapsed aura rose up suddenly, and then turned into a rich platinum color. And on his chest, ten halos rushed straight into the sky, and the light was so bright that the dazzling halo actually covered the twelve pillars of light all at once.

Terrifying imperial qi erupted from Bai Ye's body. These imperial qis were different from ordinary imperial qi. Among these imperial qi, there were magical and mysterious holy powers. The two forces formed an unprecedented magical qi. , Floating around the white night.

When the dragon emperor heard the sound, the huge dragon eye burst into light.

"Okay! Boy! Since you said so, then my old dragon will live and die with you!!!"

After all, the huge dragon body is struggling again, and the terrifying holy power is even greater than before!

Dragon Emperor also began to desperate.

"Half Saint?"

The person inside the door let out a whisper.

"Half-holy? So what? He sacrificed the heavenly soul. Once the heavenly soul is burned out, he will be dead. Even if he is a saint, he will only become an ant and let me crush!"

Saint Twelve shook his head, his face full of disdain, Xuan'er fingered a little.

哐!

A white light screen split instantly, blooming around, and instantly separated the white night and the beam of light, trapping his whole person inside.

"I don't need to fight you, just trap you inside and consume it slowly."

Saint Twelve smiled faintly, and Xuan'er looked inside the door: "Hurry up and refine the Dragon Emperor, time has been delayed long enough."

"Ok."

The person in the door nodded, and the sacred power of the two urged more.

But at this moment.

Cang Dang!

The swearing light screen of Saint Twelve burst suddenly, and a sudden white flying rainbow rushed over and cut it at him with lightning speed.

"what?"

Saint Twelve's face was terrified, and the people hurriedly recruited, and a surging force swayed out and hit Feihong.

But in Feihong, what broke out was the stern sword power of the dead dragon.

"bad!"

Saint Twelve was shocked and flashed sideways.

But after all, one step later, half of his body was directly swallowed by the Dragon Sword, and the person fell heavily to the ground. The half of the body was directly **** and naked, and the person was half dead in an instant.

"Dead Dragon Sword?"

The person inside the door exclaimed.

"How could he easily break my holy power barrier? That power is invisible and invisible, only blocking the flesh, even if the dead dragon sword can't tear it!" Saint Twelve endured the pain and tried to get up, and the holy power urged again. The power nourished his broken body, and the **** place healed instantly.

But Bai Ye killed him again.

The rich sacred power screamed wildly, like a steel knife, cutting to the twelfth.

Saint Twelve stepped back again, not daring to take the move, especially embarrassed.

He looked at Bai Ye in amazement, feeling something wrong.

"Even if you have merged the heavenly soul, you still barely reach the semi-sacred level... why is your holy power so pure?"

But Bai Ye didn't intend to waste time with him. Heavenly Soul offered sacrifices. His time was running out. If he didn't get rid of him before the Heavenly Soul burned out, everything would be over.

"dead!"

Bai Ye struck again, and the stern sword aura covered the sky and sun like a torrent, and the entire outer holy state seemed to be cut away.

Saint Twelve didn't pick up from the front at all, and could only flee in a hurry.

"Boy, slash these sacred pillars! Save me! When I go out, you and I will join forces to kill these two bastards!" Long Di struggled and shouted.

"it is good!"

Bai Ye's eyes drenched, and he lifted his sword and cut.

咵嚓.

A sacred pillar split instantly.

Roar! ! ! ! ! !

The Dragon Emperor was furious, his huge body swayed frantically, and the Holy Power that contained it trembled.

"not good!!"

The people inside the door shouted, "Holy Twelfth, hurry up and suppress the Dragon Emperor!!! Don't let it break free!!"

Saint Twelve gritted his teeth, rushed towards the Dragon Emperor, killing intent burst out.

"If you can't refining, just kill it! In order to avoid future troubles!" Saint Twelve snarled, flipped his palm, and a holy sword appeared in his palm, and followed his movements to cut away at the dragon emperor's head. ...