Fantasy: Become A Saint At The Start

Su Ye was sitting in Lotus Position, with a calm expression on his face, and he was closing his eyes to recuperate and adjust his breath. Samsara killed the sword and placed it on his knees.

at this time!

Su Ye suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

Just now, he felt the power to break the world barrier, suddenly paused, and then accelerated the speed to open up the space-time channel.

It seems that because of the birth of the emperor's tomb, the manpower has been adjusted again.

Su Ye smiled lightly, that's fine, the more you come, the more you can kill.

Immediately, Su Ye closed his eyes, slowly adjusted his Qi, and slowly reached the best state.

That is the most fighting state.

A ray of killing intent suddenly spread out!

- in the future!

Over the Eastern Wasteland!

"boom!"

During the game time, a space crack suddenly appeared, from which thunder and thunderclap sounded, the bombardment fell, and the electric light flickered, among which there were numerous figures.

"boom!"

Another invisible roar sounded.

The wandering electric light faded, revealing the figure of a group of people, the more there are twenty or thirty people.

Without exception, they all exude a powerful atmosphere!

Astonishingly, no one is lower than the powerhouse sequence of King Sage!

Su Ye, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of killing intent surged in his eyes, and his eyes were cast towards Xi Mo.

Su Ye slowly got up, stood with his sword across, and a burst of air slowly rose up.

Then, more and more surging, exuding endless killing intent, standing on the land of Eastern Wasteland!

And at the same time!

Above the entire Eastern Wasteland, the imperial soldiers released all day long are also more and more surging and turbulent.

Countless Eastern Wasteland Sacred Land ancestors, ancestors of aristocratic families, have set their sights on the location of the Western Desert.

"Is this someone from the upper realm? It's so powerful! My God~!"

"Actually they are all powerful Sage kings. It seems that Su Shasheng is right, the upper world is far more powerful than Eastern Wasteland, and they have indeed set up Restrictions to cut off our ascending road, otherwise there will not be so many Sages all at once. Strong Wang."

"This power, if it weren't for me to have the protection of the inheritance imperial soldiers, I am afraid that the entire Eastern Wasteland would not be enough for such a group of people to fight, and there are still a few time-space passages that are about to come down, I don't know how many more will there be. What about the powerful Sage King?"

"This kind of power, in the era when we are waiting for Eastern Wasteland to be strong, it is estimated that it can be compared. In today's era of weak inspiration, our ancestors were forced to escape into the alien starry hermit cultivation, and no one can stop it. For their pace, we can only rely on the imperial soldiers to support us!"

"Now, it's up to Su Shasheng to stop them!"

At this moment, the hearts of countless Sacred Land ancestors were filled with worry. Fortunately, Su Ye had already instructed, and now that the Eastern Wasteland has a great opportunity, the people of the upper realms will not start a war against the Eastern Wasteland so soon.

If there is a battle, it is Su Ye who stands in the front.

Otherwise, at this moment, many ancestors of the Sacred Land would have rushed to arrange the evacuation of the Eastern Wasteland and access to the outer starry sky.

Over the Western Desert!

A group of people came slowly.

Standing in front is a woman, wearing a loose robe, and it is vaguely visible that there is a graceful figure below her, her appearance is also a national beauty, and the ethereal meaning brought by the rising of the powerful air is even more. She sets off like a Fairy descending from the earth.

Chen Yunyun glanced around, frowned slightly, and said, "It's really the realm of indigenous people, Spiritual Qi is so weak!"

Then, when she felt dozens of imperial soldiers standing on the land of Eastern Wasteland, her expression was slightly different, she immediately smiled coldly, and said sarcastically: "Hehe, I didn't expect to release imperial soldiers to welcome us. Woolen cloth?"

"If it weren't for the heavy responsibility, I would have to take a good look at how the emperor soldiers of the natives of the lower realms compare to the emperor soldiers of my Chen family.

"Ah, without a Sage king, how can you exert the power of imperial soldiers?

Chen Yunyun felt the breath of those imperial soldiers. Although she clearly observed the surging power, her expression became more and more disdainful.

Behind him, someone immediately complimented: "That is, the natives of the lower realms don't know what's wrong, they don't know that Miss Chen is here, otherwise how would they dare to do this? At that time, the subordinates will be able to destroy them in one fell swoop without the need for the big Miss to take action in person.

"If the big Miss makes a move, it is estimated that they don't know if they have the courage to make a move against you. The natives of the lower realms have no power to fight, so they should leave it to their subordinates and let them know the fate of offending our six Qingyang families!"

Chen Yunyun listened to the compliment, her expression was very helpful, but she said: "Okay, don't talk about those useless, you separate some people to explore the source of the chance, I will kill that one first. Saint beheaded?"

"Can it be called a killing saint? I heard that he is a person who has the appearance of a great emperor in this era of the lower realm, okay?"

"I want to see if he has a few pounds and two taels, and whether he is worthy of this title."

Chen Yunyun sneered. A few years ago, she was shot down by a swordsman, so she wanted to challenge Sage with a special title.

Today, in the lower realm, there is still a killing saint, but even the upper realm does not have any number one person who can call it a killing saint.

This made her feel infinite killing and joy, as if to obliterate a killing saint, she could get some lotion for the humiliation of being shot down that day.

"Hehe, he's just a native of the lower realm. The name of the slayer is probably not worthy of the name. I wonder if you have the courage to take action when facing the big Miss?"

At the moment, some subordinates said compliments again and again.

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