Peerless Divine Sovereign

Each Great Influence powerhouse stared at the gray-haired young man, but for a while, he couldn't make up his mind. This person was deep and unmeasurable. If what he said just now was true, wouldn't they dig their own graves?

"Don't hesitate, take him down." At this moment, a loud voice came from behind, and the powerhouses turned their heads, and saw Jian Qi's expression extremely cold, saying: "If you let this person leave It will cause no end of trouble."

All powerhouses are slightly nodded. Sword Seven is the sword of Sword Sect. His words can represent the will of Sword Sect. Since he If you speak, you don't need to think about too many consequences.

A round of big brilliance spread out, covering the place where the white-haired youth is. The space seems to be turned into an absolutely closed space, and the crowd in the distance clearly feels a suffocation Such pressure, this is, really moved to kill the mind!

Sword Seven, Cangtian Fang and the others stared at that space. They are the most outstanding people of one party. However, it is a shame to be broken into the hands of one person today. If they don't die, they won't be able to raise their heads for the rest of their lives.

Therefore, Jian Qi risked offending Great Influence and ordered it to be killed.

This time, he must die if he doesn't die!

Qin Xuan looked cold. He wanted to help the white-haired youth to leave, but Jian Qi and the others were too keen to kill him. They sent the Great Emperor directly, and would rather break his promise and kill him on the spot.

Under such a situation, he can't save it at all.

There is more than enough energy but not enough energy.

The expressions of the powerhouses are sharp, and their steps are stepped out at the same time, they are about to attack the white-haired youth.

But at this moment, a shock of pressure spread from a very distant space, descending on this world, like the wrath of Heavenly God, a loud thunderous sound spread from the sky to the bottom , Shaking people's hearts.

"This is..." Countless people looked up at the same time, not knowing why.

On the sky, a terrifying scene appeared. Four terrifying golden divine lights penetrated the space, forming a space channel, divine light radiating this world, and the whole piece of Heaven and Earth was covered. The golden light is shrouded, so bright that people can't open their eyes.

"What a horrible pressure!" Everyone looked at the divine light above, and their hearts trembled fiercely.

Some weak people vomit blood directly, and they lie on the ground under pressure. The stronger ones are pale as paper, and the bloodline in their bodies trembles uncontrollably, including the Great Emperor. in this way.

"Shengwei!" Many powerhouses have their hearts beating, and their faces are full of horror.

This level of pressure can only be the coming of the Holy Spirit.

However, Asura Hell has already established rules. Saint is not allowed to show up at will, let alone shot. If the Holy War breaks out, he has to go to other battlefields.

Otherwise, the people of Emperor Realm have no way out.

Which power of Saint dared to ignore this rule?

I saw four silhouettes walking out of the space channel, aura illusory, with a cold face, and their eyes scanned below. When they touched their sight, many people only felt their heartbeats, as if everything was seen through by the other person. Come, there is no privacy at all.

Everyone looked at the four silhouettes that appeared above, as if they were looking at Heavenly God, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in their hearts. This kind of worldly existence was simply not something they could contend with.

"It is indeed a holy!" Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with deep meaning. The aura emitted by the four people is indeed Saint, and it is not an ordinary Saint, giving him the feeling that it can even be compared with Fengqing's big brother. match.

Four people of this level appear at the same time, what are they for?

At this moment, Jianqi, Yiji and the others are all silent, even if they are on the top of the sky, they are evildoer figures in the eyes of countless people, but when facing the real Saint, they have to let go Low profile.

Especially these four people showed up in such a high-profile posture, as if they did not put the rules of Asura hell in their eyes at all, making them a little timid and afraid to mess around at will.

"Holy Son left without authorization, but let me wait to find it!" A silhouette said indifferently, making the crowds look startled, Holy Son?

Who is the Holy Son in his mouth?

After that, many people seemed to think of something, their hearts trembled violently, and their faces were shocked. Could it be...

One after another turned their gazes and headed toward the same place. Looking in the direction, he finally gathered on the white-haired young man. The white-haired young man looked calm as usual. He raised his head and looked at the four silhouettes of the sky, and said lightly: "He asked you to come?"

"Naturally, why does Holy Son leave?" asked the previously spoken powerhouse.

"It's nothing, I'm just tired, I want to walk alone." The white-haired young man's tone is still flat, even in the face of Saint's existence, his mood does not appear at all.

"Holy Son has been away for so long. Now, it's time to wait with me back." The powerhouse spoke again, his expression majestic, and his tone faintly strong.

As if to forcibly bring the white-haired young man back, whether he agrees or not.

"Since I took the initiative to leave, I would naturally not go back easily." The white-haired young man looked towards the other party and said: "You go back and tell him that when I want to go back, I will naturally go back."

"I'm afraid I can't explain it to the master, so please Holy Son, don't make it difficult for me to wait." The powerhouse said solemnly, his expression sharpened.

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, the crowd present faintly understood something.

The white-haired young man, who seems to be the Holy Son of a certain power, left the power without authorization. The four Saints chased here all the way to bring him back.

As soon as they thought of this, their hearts fluctuated violently. A High Emperor Realm figure asked four Saints to take him back by himself. What kind of identity should this be?

I'm afraid that Jian Qi, Cang Tian Fang and the others will not reach this level.

However, when they think of the unparalleled demeanor that the white-haired youth showed before, they are relieved. He can fight the sword seven and other six heaven's chosen teamwork alone, and his status is naturally higher than them.

Just, I don’t know how high it is.

"I have vowed not to kill again. It is useless for you to take me back, why bother." The white-haired young man sighed, as if tired of the disputes in the world.

He had already embarked on a Death Road, but fortune plays with people, and the ancient Buddha ferryed him with his body and sent him out. Now these people are here again. Is this God's will?

"No more killing?" The powerhouse's mouth curled up with a smile, as if he had heard a big joke.

He looked at the white-haired youth said solemnly: "You were born to kill. In your hands, how many innocent people's blood have been stained. Now, if you don't kill anymore, you want to erase it. What happened in the past, does Holy Son think it is possible?"

The white-haired young man lowered his head and fell into silence.

Indeed, he was sinful and he was a sinner through the ages. Even if he sacrificed his life, it was difficult to repay him.

However, the ancient Buddha said that all things have cause and effect, and given him relic, maybe he still has the opportunity to redeem himself.

"I have decided, you don't need to persuade." The white-haired young man looked at the four people again and said.

"It seems that I can only offend Holy Son!" Another silhouette opened the mouth and said with a cold voice. They were ordered to take Holy Son back, how could they leave empty-handed.

The white-haired young man looked towards the person, his face calmly said: "You know my character."

With only one sentence, the other person's expression was immediately frozen there, but he didn't answer the conversation. .

Of course he knows the character of this Holy Son. He is a murderous god cultivated by his master. He is talented and decisive. He is known for being vicious and merciless. He is not only cruel to others, but also cruel to himself. He can't do it.

If they take him back forcibly, he is afraid that he will do some crazy actions. When the time comes, even if they take the person back, they will be blamed by the master.

After all, what the master wants is a complete person.

I saw a powerhouse suddenly looking at the crowd below, a very ruthless color flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "If Holy Son refuses to wait with me, these people will die here. Come on!"

When these words fell, the expressions of the vast crowd below all changed. If you don't go back, you will kill them. What a domineering word!

This is to threaten the white-haired youth with their lives.

In the eyes of the four above, what are they?

An ant?

"It's so cruel..." Qin Xuan's heart trembled when he heard that sentence, presumably those four people came from some extremely terrifying force, so they have the confidence to say such words, there is no need at all Regardless of what power the people below come from, you can kill if you want to.

"Are you threatening me?" The white-haired youth's eyes turned cold for a moment, and the imposing manner was not inferior to the four Saints. This is the temperament and cultivation cultivated in fighting for many years. base has nothing to do.

"Holy Son isn't threatening me to wait and wait for each other." The powerhouse said lightly, didn't he say that he would never kill again, if he didn't let them go back, he would kill everyone below.

He wants to see how Holy Son will make a decision.

"I don’t have much time to wait. I will give Holy Son a breath to consider. If there is no result, I will assume that Holy Son will ignore their lives." The powerhouse spoke again, with a peaceful tone, as if just saying something. Unusual words.

Jianqi, Cangtianfang, Yiji and the others look very ugly. They dignified the seventy-two emperors, are they so not worth mentioning in the eyes of others?

"senior is this to break the rules of Asura hell?" At this moment, someone finally stood up, moved towards the four people above opened the mouth and said, this person is a Sword Sect without phase One of the Great Emperor.

"What thing are you, do you deserve to question this seat?" The powerhouse gazes indifferently towards the Great Emperor. With a single glance, the Great Emperor's face turns pale, and his body seems to be held by an invisible big hand. Staying, breathing becomes extremely difficult, feeling infinitely close to death.

"get lost!"

A sound came from above, and I saw that the Great Emperor's body was thrown away thousands of meters out of thin air, there's no resistance.

When the vast crowd saw this scene, they all set off ten thousand zhang turmoil in their hearts. That was a Great Emperor powerhouse, who could become a region's Overlord in Wuxiang Sword Domain, but could not bear the line of sight. , Was flung out directly, this is simply...

The gap between the emperor and the sage is so big that it makes them desperate.

I saw that powerhouse looked down on the crowd below, and asked plainly: "Is anyone still dissatisfied?"

When everyone heard this, they could be said to be angry and dare not speak. , Saint One thought, who can bear it?