Fantasia: The Beginning Of The Congenital Sacramental Body

high in the air.

"Are you going up one by one or together?"

Dong Jue glanced at the ruined walls below, and looked at the two saints facing the enemy with a faint smile.

"kill!"

The two killers looked at each other and only uttered one word.

They were all killed from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and their hearts were firm. Even if they faced the Great Sage, they had no intention of escaping.

They dived into the void, unlike the masters of the Temple of Killing that Xia Yunsheng had seen before, their disillusionment step had reached the stage of transformation, and between the disillusionment of their figures, they directly turned themselves into half-real and half-illusory phantoms, not on the other side, moving fast People's eyes can't keep up.

Dong Jue squinted his eyes, nodded slightly, and said: "The Temple of the Killing God can stand upright, it really has some skills, this step has already involved the origin of the truth."

He was very calm, standing above the opponent's way, as if he was not fighting, but observing.

Clang!

Two black snake-like long swords came out of their sheaths and came for the assassination.

Xia Yunsheng watched these two swords dripping with cold sweat, this kind of killing is extremely terrifying, there is no murderous aura, no vision, only an ordinary stab, it is quite simple, and it tastes like all kinds of magic.

At this time, Dongjue moved, raised his head to drink, and punched out with one hand. It was just a punch, but it turned the void into a gray hole. The figures of the two saints were like dreamy flowers, boo It shattered with a bang, but no blood flowed out.

It is really two empty bodies.

At the same time, behind Dong Jue, half of the bodies of two saints protruded from the space, stabbing Dong Jue's head with long swords like poisonous snakes.

Dongjue let out a loud shout, and the messy hair at the back of his head fluttered, and the strands of hair pierced into the void like heavenly knives.

puff!

A saint with a sword and a man was broken into eight pieces, and fell powerlessly from the sky. The holy blood rained down, and the continuous mountains collapsed one after another. Up to the sky.

This is a sage, transcending the ordinary and becoming a saint, dripping blood and smashing mountains, and corpses falling to the ground.

If a sage wants to, he can have a golden body that will last for thousands of years.

Xia Yunsheng savored the seemingly ordinary killing just now, and saw waves in the ordinary, every move and style of them was replayed in his heart, and the aura on his body gradually became thicker.

Dong Jue glanced down, nodded slightly, showing appreciation, he looked at the last person, the other person was very calm, just after evading the blow, the whole person hid in the void, silently dormant bide your time.

"kill!"

Dongjue's muddy eyes became very attractive at this time, as if possessed by a demon. Two jet-black beams shot out from his eyes, reflecting the space transparently, revealing the dark essence. Pushing hard, the saint was shaken out, and he grabbed it with one hand.

"Four thousand years of meritorious deeds turn into dust, I am unwilling!"

Killing Saint knew that his end was inevitable, he sighed sadly, and his body suddenly burned.

His remnant body turned into a light feather, and a small sword emerged from it, cutting towards Dong Jue's eyebrows.

Xia Yunsheng was taken aback. This little sword was completely black, with endless dao patterns on it, and an old and spiteful face faintly.

This is the ultimate blow of a saint after burning himself, the fluctuations are shocking, the space sealed by Dongjue begins to collapse, and the fluctuations come out, the mountains and rivers hang upside down, the sun and the moon are dark, and the wind is miserable.

Facing this blow, even Dongjue took it seriously, and the light in his eyes became more intense. The gourd in his hand suddenly lifted into the sky and turned into a black hole, sucking all matter into it, and mountains and rivers rose from the ground. , shrank to the size of dust, and threw it into the mouth of the gourd.

The little sword was like a flat boat in the storm, wobbly, it seemed to be struggling, but in the end, with an unwilling roar, it was thrown into the gourd without any waves.

The aura on Dongjue's body fell back, and he returned to his slovenly appearance. He descended unsteadily from the sky, looked at the devastated land, shook his head, and waved his hand.

The mountains and rivers returned to their place, the vegetation flew upside down, and this magical land once again returned to its previous appearance.

"Everything in the mountains and rivers has spirituality and cannot be destroyed at will."

Dongjue smiled leisurely, then turned to look at Xia Yunsheng:

"Let's go, let's go back."

As he spoke, he opened the domain door with one hand, and led Xia Yunsheng through it.

The Great Xia Dragon City hangs high in the sky, exuding eternal brilliance.

Having just arrived here, Xia Yunsheng keenly noticed the difference.

The entire Dragon City was shrouded in an inexplicable atmosphere. The monks gathered from all directions like a sea, and countless clear lights swept across the sky. They were monks speeding.

"what's going on?"

Xia Yunsheng stared at this scene with some doubts. He and Dong Jue had only been away for three days, but the excitement of Dragon City had become quite different.