Sweeping the gods and demons: Start by acquiring a farm

"Behead the Saint!"

At this moment, a thought flashed in everyone's mind.

This is the second strong man to kill a saint in tens of thousands of years, and this person’s cultivation has not reached the holy realm!

"The sixth ancestor!"

At the same time, the powerful spirit-loving tribe showed panic and bewilderment.

This is already their fifth ancestor who has fallen, and he is still the first to fall. This is a huge blow to the spirit-loving tribe.

"good!"

When Wu Ji saw Qin Lin beheading a saint, he laughed wildly. He never thought that a junior who was not even a half-saint could actually do this.

This is the luck of the Soul Eater Sect, and it is also the luck of Xingwu!

He seemed to have seen the future of the ancient star, witnessed the rise of a future saint, and continued to move forward with this ancient star.

"An alien race! You want to destroy all our races! You are not qualified!"

Wu Ji's voice was cold, and he released a horrifying murderous aura, holding the Ji Dao Emperor's weapon and killing the third ancestor!

The war between the two sides continues!

Terrible power is intertwined between the heaven and the earth. It is unable to withstand the bombardment of such a huge force. The entire star is showing signs of collapsing!

At this moment, Qin Lin looked at the eighth ancestor, murderous intent bursting out of his eyes, and special curse runes appeared in front of him.

Shinto·Cursed Killing Technique!

The Ancestor's body, which was entangled with the Holy Soul, felt like it was hit hard in an instant, and his strength was rapidly declining.

Weird power is eroding his body and soul!

Immediately afterwards, the entire space seemed to be shrouded in darkness, directly blocking the opponent's divine perception!

The pupils of the eighth ancestor shrank suddenly!

This dark space was the unique skill that Qin Lin used to kill the sixth ancestor.

At this moment, he felt the crisis of falling.

Now his situation is even worse, with two saint-level combat powers surrounding him!

Now he is in the dangerous situation of the Sixth Ancestor, and the touch of the void is constantly attacking him in the endless darkness!

These tentacles were like whip shadows, beating on his body like a violent storm.

In an instant, the skin and flesh were torn open, and gurgling blood continued to flow from the wound.

The power of darkness is preventing the saint from recovering his physical body, and now he is completely suppressed.

The next moment, his body felt as if it had been hit hard by stars. Most of his body cracked and his body was almost destroyed.

However, this made Qin Lin frown, as his own strength was rapidly weakening.

Otherwise, when I used the Qiankun Throw just now, I would definitely be able to smash the opponent's body into pieces.

"No, we have to hurry up!"

With a thought in Qin Lin's mind, the power of darkness and space merged, forming endless tentacles that instantly blocked the opponent's movements!

The pupils of the eighth ancestor shrank suddenly, and now he was extremely anxious. His strength was in a state of constant decline.

It's great to have three achievements in one's strength, but now he is blocked from action.

What's even worse is that there is a holy soul beside him whose strength is not inferior to him!

Phew!

The claws of the phantom of gods and demons instantly penetrated the body of the eighth ancestor, and his life force was being continuously devoured.

puff!

The ancestor spat out a mouthful of blood, and his fire of life was dimming!

"Legilism!"

Qin Lin didn't know when he had appeared in front of him, pressing a palm on his head.

An illusory soul was instantly pulled away from the ancestor bit by bit by him.

After suffering repeated heavy losses, the Eighth Ancestor's physical body was already extremely weak. It was easier than Qin Lin imagined to separate the soul from the physical body.

But it's still extremely difficult.

After all, the strength of the saint's soul is still much higher than his, but fortunately he has the help of the saint soul.

The power of the ghost continued to penetrate into the ancestor's body, helping Qin Lin peel off the other party's soul.

"No!"

The eighth ancestor screamed miserably, and his soul completely separated from his body.

Being tightly bound by Qin Lin's palm, soul chains penetrated the soul-like spirit body, completely suppressing it!

At the same time, Qin Lin's power has weakened to the point where he can no longer maintain the holy realm!

call!

Qin Lin panted violently, whether it was the power borrowed from the Confused God Mask or the supreme secret method of killing immortals.

His body has reached its limit!

The holy soul was already guarding Qin Lin at this moment, and it would cost him a lot to hold back an ancestor.

"I killed two of them!"

All kinds of incredible eyes were cast on Qin Lin, especially the eyes of many forces on the Xingwu side, which burst out with unprecedented hope.

The Black Nightmare King has surpassed countless sages and killed two saints before reaching the holy realm!

They seemed to see the rise of a young supreme being.

Roar!

It was an angry dragon roaring up to the sky. It looked like it was covered in black armor, but at this moment, a crack appeared, and the dragon's blood was spilled!

But the ancestor who faced him was defeated by him and was no longer able to fight. He even left the battlefield.

The eyes of the third ancestor were full of dissatisfaction with all this.

The other two ancestors of the Holy Kings have been seriously injured and have lost their fighting power. Now he is the only one struggling to fight against Wu Ji!

The two sides are in a stalemate!

But his injuries were more serious, and the spirit-loving tribe was defeated again!

"retreat!"

The third ancestor roared unwillingly!

The expressions of the strong men from the spirit-loving tribe darkened. Some of them stayed behind to block the attack, while the rest boarded the starship to escape!

…

Won!

The eyes of many disciples from various forces flashed with confusion. This time they did not feel the joy of defeating a powerful enemy.

This battle was terrible.

Even if the high-end combat power is barely equal to the opponent's.

However, there is an insurmountable gap between the number of semi-saints and virtual Dao realms.

Facing these powerful enemies, many saints and masters of major forces burned themselves to awaken the divine thoughts in the holy tools.

Their own lives blocked these enemies!

This was an extremely painful victory!

Ao Pan and the Sword Master of the Sea were still in a sleeping state due to overdrawn, and it was unknown when they would wake up!

"Daoyou!"

The Saint Wu Ji came to Qin Lin with a seriously injured body, and his face was also filled with a smile.

"Thank you Daoyou for killing the two saints in the battle, otherwise there would be no victory at all!"

Qin Lin glanced at Wu Ji, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes. It was not difficult to see that the opponent's life breath had been extremely weak at this moment.

Like a candle in the wind, it could be extinguished at any time!

"Senior! Your body!"

"Don't make a sound."

Wu Ji said secretly, this battle has already exhausted him!

My death is only a matter of time.

Qin Lin nodded slightly and took out a ten-thousand-year-old Tianyu branch!

This item is a healing item. Although it cannot help the other party reverse life and death, it can barely delay the other party's death!

Feel the vigorous blood and vitality of this item!

A trace of surprise flashed in Wu Ji's eyes, and then he slowly shook his head: "I am dying soon, why waste such a rare item."

"Senior! Take it!"

Qin Lin's eyes were sincere: "If you hadn't risked your life to hold back the three Saint King ancestors, I'm afraid we would have died here long ago. Don't refuse a little bit of your heart."

"I'm just atonement!"

Wu Ji's eyes dimmed, and his voice was hoarse: "All this happened because of my Wu Ji Holy Land.

I feel guilty for all this, and I will atone for it."