Billion-fold return: With your hands in your pockets, there is no rival!

Many saints in the audience have different expressions. This is a true saint level. The two guardians above are the guardians beside the Immortal King. Although they are infinitely close to becoming saints, they are not true saints after all. Zong The sect strictly stipulates that the peak Immortal King can only be an Immortal King-level protector, and the Transformation Saint peak can only be a Transformation Saint-level protector. The same will apply in the future. Now the two Immortal King protectors turn to the True Transformation Saint for help. It is enough to show the seriousness of the situation.

But there are already saint-level ones who are ready to step forward to experience the elegance of the holy realm.

Holy realm.

The holy realm of enlightenment.

It is the dream of countless people.

It is the dream of countless practitioners.

Spend your whole life.

From beginning to end.

Even if his beard is gray.

They all dream of attaining the holy realm.

now.

If I could fight against a strong person from the Holy Realm, I would feel the blood boiling in my body just thinking about it!

"Wow!"

Someone moved.

A tall and straight figure suddenly stood up straight, his eyes were burning, and the Taoist soldiers in his hands were ready, and a brilliant blow might break out at any time.

Wang Teng.

The legitimate son of the Wang family of the ancient royal family of the Holy City.

The chief senior brother of Hua Sheng.

The person who is most capable of being promoted to the Holy Realm.

It is also the goal and lifelong pursuit of many saints.

Born with divine power, he has been able to carry a cauldron since he was a child. When he grows up, he can lift mountains without using his cultivation. In the blood-moving realm, he can carry mountains and fill the sea alone. He is so tyrannical.

"It's Senior Brother Wang!"

"He's going to take action!"

"Everyone, look!"

Attention abounded.

Under the attention of thousands of people, Wang Teng waved his hand, and the Taoist soldiers in his hands suddenly erupted with mottled divine light. The runes on them lit up, shining like stars, releasing, steaming, and brewing terrible power.

But he hasn't left his seat yet.

Suddenly, he felt a gaze sweeping towards him. In an instant, the scene in front of him was shattering and destroying. The saint on the stage cast a pupil. The entire Martial God Altar was shaking and shattering in an instant. The entire sect was in ruins and destruction. The whole world is dying and trembling.

The sky dimmed suddenly, like night falling.

If a giant hand descends from it, everything will be wiped out.

Wang Teng was horrified for a moment.

The hair on the sweat stood on end.

Standing straight on the spot, his eyes were dull, what, what is this in front of me, is it illusion or reality?

That glance directly transported him to the day of the end of ancient times, to the day of reckoning hundreds of millions of years ago. Corpses and slaughtered pigs were everywhere on the ground, and countless powerful people fled in panic, but they were all killed by a man. The sword cut off the head, and the blood dyed the sky red.

There were even countless quasi-sages who joined forces and sacrificed all their Dao soldiers, but were ruthlessly overthrown like ants under that one's sword.

There are also true saints who kill themselves in order to protect themselves...

But he still couldn't escape that fateful sword.

The scenes played out like a picture, and every character who appeared started out as an Immortal King. Although the Transformation Saint was strong, he had no resistance and was overturned like an ant. As for the Saints, they were all running around in panic, trying to save themselves. Paul, this is a great reckoning, an unprecedented reckoning.

Wang Teng's pupils widened.

There was unparalleled shock in his eyes.

Well, the person who carries out the liquidation...that is...is...

The scene freezes and then fades away.

The figure wearing golden armor on the Altar of the God of War gradually appeared in front of his eyes. His blond hair flowed in the wind, like real gold, exaggerating the eternal brilliance like fireworks. His eyes were like stars, looking at him like looking down at ants.

Wang Teng’s head got bigger.

Covered in cold sweat.

Sweating.

Well, in the picture just now, the Immortal King is like an ant, turning into a saint and destroying it with a snap of the finger, and the saint also dies, almost all living beings are equal, this... this... is... it's her! She once ended everything on the ancient day of reckoning, slaughtered saints with her own hands, and slaughtered countless great people. She was extremely powerful, and on that terrifying day of reckoning, she left behind terrifying legends for future generations.

But how could such a terrifying person stand beside Transparent?

Crazy, this world is crazy!

"escape!"

Almost without hesitation, Wang Teng ran away, thousands of miles away in an instant, and out of the scope of Taixuan Taoism, leaving behind a string of dark smoke and dust along the way, like a ray shooting from Taixuan Taoism thousands of miles away, But even though the disciple was like this, he was still frightened, retreating again and again, until he retreated tens of millions of miles, he took a breath, looked solemnly, breathing rapidly, and was frightened.

fortunately.

fortunately.

Within the Taixuan Taoist Sect.

Countless people were stunned. Why did Wang Teng, the most powerful saint-transformer, flee without a fight when his eyes swept across the stage? Wasn't he confident just now that he was ready to sacrifice his Taoist soldiers? Why did he run away like a mouse after seeing a cat in the blink of an eye? Could it be that he smelled something taboo?

Others also looked at him in disbelief, feeling that something was extremely abnormal. Wang Teng's spiritual thoughts just now were so weird. For a moment, he seemed to be dead, and he couldn't even breathe. He didn't know what happened, but what is certain is that , that glance from the stage seemed to have done something to him. He was so frightened that he was so frightened that he retreated thousands of miles away.

"boom!"

Su Lianyue wiped the palm of her hand, killing the four Immortal Kings ruthlessly and easily, leaving behind four groups of miserable blood mist in the void, as beautiful as fireworks, but also fleeting, swept by a holy aura. , was ruthlessly destroyed

At that moment.

Two guardians.

Ye Qing and Jiang Taiwang.

They were all in despair, and they could never imagine why Wang Teng ran away like that despite his urgent request for help. He didn't even care about the face of becoming a saint, or even about his family ties. Could it be that at that glance, he saw something terrible?

"Buzz!"

The four people were teleported to the audience. They were all gasping for air, their limbs were numb, and their heads were spinning. Oh my God, it's a good thing they didn't really die. Otherwise, hiss!

There was dead silence in the audience.

No one spoke.

Everyone was shocked under that palm. Old man, who did Transparent call? The dignified Senior Brother Hua Sheng turned around and ran away. This is too abnormal. Didn't he still clamor for it last month? Fight against Saint?

"Disciple, when will you take action?"

Ye Qingyao murmured softly.

It can be seen that although this saint is strong, he is not as good as you. You seem to be far stronger than her.

Lin Wudi and the eight peak masters were stunned for a moment, but they soon realized that the saint's eyes had changed drastically. At that moment, she seemed to have shown something terrifying to Wang Teng, which made him embarrassed in front of everyone. get away.

Huang Jiulong, Hu Han and others were sweating profusely, and their hearts were about to burst with fear. Cang, how could the person you called transparently be so tough?

That scene of killing four immortal kings with one slap.

Make them afraid.

My heart is failing.

And one glance will scare the saint away millions of miles.

It even shocked their minds and caused an uproar.

The scene was quiet for a while.

Su Lianyue glanced at the audience and said, "Who is going to challenge the young master next?"

No trouble.

No sound was heard from the field.

Everyone was shocked, shocked from the bottom of their hearts. Ever since this saint appeared, he has brought sudden explosions of killings to everyone, and now that eight people have been killed in succession, who else dares to challenge him?

Then glance sideways towards the transparency.

He shivered so hard that he didn't dare to look directly.

With such a strong person protecting him, who would dare to provoke him?

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the sky exploded, and a wisp of quasi-holy aura overflowed. In an instant, there was a landslide and a tsunami. The violent fluctuations pushed across the world. The mountains with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles creaked and were about to collapse at any time, and the void above was directly annihilated. , revealing the dark void turbulence behind.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a quasi-sage rising into the air and landing on the altar of the God of War. His bright golden eyes were filled with terrifying fluctuations, as if a Taotie that had been sleeping for a long time was awakening. He stared at the saint opposite, He smiled coldly: "Just asking you to take action is nothing, let Transparent take action and try it!"

PS:

The martial arts tournament was very exciting to write about, and the subsequent Terminator chapter was even more explosive, with the catastrophe of all races, the collapse of the earth, and the bloody battle in the restricted area, with millions of supreme beings fighting in a melee, which was explosive in explosion.

In addition, the protagonist will not reveal his identity and cultivation level. Before, I would have exposed everything in the competition, so it must be exposed. The story advances step by step according to the rhythm, with rhythm and order, and moves forward in an orderly manner, otherwise it will be chaotic. .

The tourney is just one chapter of this book. There are better chapters later, and the finale is even better, but we are far from the finale yet.