Way of Immortal Sovereign

How terrible is the saint?

Ye Hao couldn't imagine, and still couldn't imagine the power of such existence.

However, outside the Kunlun Ruins, the incarnation of Cangzu made all the Daoism bend their heads, and then Zhang Sheng reappeared, one person and one foot forbidden the world supreme, forcing the saint to trap himself in a cage for thousands of years and dare not go beyond half a step.

Although Ye Hao couldn't guess the true power of the saint, it was completely conceivable that this level of existence definitely had a terrifying means to reach the heavens and the earth, capable of truly oppressing the heavens, overlooking the world, and being invincible.

And right now, the Son of Zihua directly summoned a phantom of a saint. Although it is not a real creature, as long as it is connected with a holy character, it will inevitably be terrifying beyond imagination.

"Is this the power of the saint's bloodline?"

Ye Hao's face was solemn, his heart was extremely solemn, and his mind immediately communicated with the gray bead in the ocean, facing a sage phantom, even if he was arrogant, he did not dare to be careless.

At the same time, he finally understood why the holy child-level evildoer is so extraordinary, because the blood of a saint not only has extraordinary qualifications, but the most important thing is that the blood has the power of the ancestors. This can be said to be an extremely powerful amulet, even He couldn't help but jealous.

"I am a saint, how can you be able to shake the ant natives!"

In the void, the dazzling divine light burst out from the whole body of the Zihua Saint Son. The whole figure is like a big purple sun, beating a mysterious and terrible purple flame, especially behind him, the majestic and endless purple qi surges, and a statue is utterly radiating. The vague shadow of supreme coercion sits in the purple sea, and the coercion of the mighty sage shakes the universe and suppresses the world.

"Hmph, the power of the bloodline is just an external force. With the help of the ancestor's power, this is the bottom-up method of your holy son?"

Although Ye Hao said that his heart was solemn, he still sneered without showing weakness.

"Aboriginal bold, don't bow down and salute when facing the phantom of the saint!"

"This aboriginal is so bold and dare to offend Shengwei and be killed on the same day!"

In the distance, after seeing the vague phantom, a group of extraterritorial arrogances all knelt and bowed together, with a fanatical expression of awe, facing a saint, even if it was only a phantom, they did not dare to show no respect.

Because they knew very well that the phantom behind the son of Zihua is still alive today, sitting in the Zi Tianzong, is a true supreme existence.

"The power of the bloodline is blessed, and the external force is not external. Is it the natives like you that have the final say?"

The Son of Zihua looked down at Ye Hao murderously, his face was extremely pale, and it was obvious that the power of burning blood was definitely a load for him.

"If you can push me to this point, you really deserve to die and have no regrets." Suppressing his own sense of weakness, the vigor of the Zihua Saint son gradually rose, "After I kill you, I will take the Taoist family behind you. And bloodbath, let the natives of your world know that the majesty of the holy child cannot be offended!"

Boom!

When the words fell, the sky seemed to burst out like a million immortals. I saw the son of Zihua pinching the formula with both hands, and the majestic and endless purple energy behind him surged like a tsunami, and like a galaxy overflowing, discharging mountains and seas. Like rolling out.

The most amazing thing is that the phantom of the saint sitting in the purple sea that penetrates the sky and the earth, the fuzzy figure vibrates slightly, the eyes that were originally closed open and close, like two rounds of hot sun across the sky, and the violent invisible power directly erupts. Suddenly, the vague saint phantom was silent, pinched a mysterious and complicated seal tactic with his fingertips, and then dropped a finger at Ye Hao.

Wow!

Under this terrifying finger, the void was like a shattered mirror, and it collapsed directly, revealing the turbulence of the dark void, especially Ye Hao who faced the blow, his whole body was filled with horror. Crisis of life and death.

boom!

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Hao frantically urged the power in his body, the mysterious rune of the black eye flashed, and the spring and autumn pupils moved to the peak, wanting to find a trace of life, but the saint's virtual shadow's attack is hidden in the way of heaven and earth, there is no retreat at all. .

auzw.com "It's just a ghost, I want to see how much power you can use as a saint!"

With no retreat, Ye Hao's black eyes couldn't help but appear crazy. While the Holy Spirit body was running in an instant, the blood in his body was like a sea of ​​anger, bursting out into the sky.

"Indestructible Golden Body Fist!"

Ye Hao yelled in his heart, and a dazzling golden glow burst out all over his body, like a **** who had been deceased for nine days. Even his pupils were as bright as the sun at this moment. In his body, there was a sea of ​​terrifying blood, The sea of ​​anger is tumbling and rising to the sky.

A dazzling and bright fist print like the sun burst out, and the invisible ripples caused the space to continue to collapse. Behind Ye Hao, at this moment, a humanoid figure wearing an emperor crown and a robe floated, extremely dim and fuzzy, although it was seen. His face was unclear, but there was still a supreme divine posture of looking over the world, like the immortal emperor in charge of all living beings, and his aura was even more terrifying than the phantom of the saint sitting in the purple sea.

The magical powers of the golden body and extreme realm can also be said to be Ye Hao's most powerful killer today.

"this is"

The moment this mysterious phantom appeared, not only the people in the distance, but also the eyes of the Son of Zihua shrank sharply, and a shocking color appeared in his eyes.

"The saint is invincible, how can you be a native of you who can compete!"

The sage Zihua shouted angrily, burning the power of the blood in his body almost madly, making the vague saint phantom seem a bit clearer, and his aura even more terrifying.

Rumble!

In just an instant, Ye Hao’s dazzling fist marks collided with the majestic and endless purple energy, causing the entire sky to erupt with a harsh roar and deafening, making the void within a thousand miles seem like It tears directly like a cloth.

Wow!

In the majestic and endless purple sea, the fist prints are like the sun, riding the wind and waves, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi is rare and terrible, but this fist print is still invincible, like a broken bamboo, with supreme coercion, directly blasted to the son of Zihua.

"Die to me!"

The sage of Zihua was shocked, screamed, and a dazzling divine flame burst out all over his body, causing the phantom of the saint behind him to shock, and the speed soared, as if a finger that could exterminate sentient beings directly touched that road The bright fist marks collided together.

Boom!

The mighty and majestic power spread violently, shattering the sky, and the piercing sound and blast continued to resound. The bright fist marks of the immortal golden body fist, after resisting the vast and endless purple qi and the phantom shadow of the saint, finally strength Exhausted, crashed.

"Hahaha, die for me!"

Saint Zihua laughed wildly, staring at Ye Hao crazily, as if he wanted to see how the young man burst into a cloud of blood under his offensive.

"Soul!"

Looking at the finger of the sage who was getting closer, Ye Hao felt like a blessed soul, and his expression was surprisingly calm. While quickly pinching his hands with his hands, his heart was indifferent.

Boom!

In an instant, the void collapsed in vain, and I saw a stone bridge full of darkness, exuding the breath of ancient vicissitudes, with a vast and magnificent majestic power, appearing out of thin air like an ancient magic mountain, suppressing the heavens and the earth, cutting off the ages, and heading towards the sky. The phantom of the saint is completely under the control of the town.

"what is this"

The sudden change caused the eyes of the son of Zihua to shrink abruptly. Unbelievable and horrified appeared on his face. Before he could even react, the illusion of the saint who permeated the heaven and earth was in this weird place. Under the black stone bridge, it shattered directly as if it was destroyed.

"Impossible!!!"