Fantasy: Start with 3,000 Saints and establish Yama Temple!

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the lucky man and gaining 30,000 luck points!" The system prompt sounded slowly.

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Boom!

A divine sword appeared in Long's hands. On the blade, cold light shone, and blood light shrouded it. There were vaguely countless resentful spirits roaring, and an extremely terrifying chilling intention erupted, sweeping across the sky, as if countless living beings could be seen. wailing.

The killing intent was boiling, and no one knew how many creatures were cut off from the divine sword in Long's hands.

No one knows how many people Long Er killed.

but.

Through the resentment of the divine sword, they seemed to see an earth-shattering god of murder walking out, stepping on countless corpses, carrying a vast sea of ​​blood, and came to the world.

Black March.

Among the three thousand Saint Realms, Long Yi is the most talented and the most powerful, and he is the leader of the Black March.

And among them, there is only Long Er.

He is the only one who is closest to Long Yi. Among the Black Marchers, who has the chance to surpass Long Yi, only one person can.

That is Long Er.

"Three thousand seas of blood!"

Long Er waved his long sword, and the unparalleled sword energy shot out across the sky. The vast and boundless killing energy materialized and turned into a sea of ​​blood, which descended instantly and enveloped the entire sky.

at that moment.

It was as if hell had descended, with endless wailing and endless chilling throughout the sky.

Everyone felt their scalps numb and their whole bodies cold.

Even a powerful True King feels like his soul is going to burst and fall just by looking at it.

"You can't kill me!"

The Great Saint, the golden-winged roc, is still struggling. He doesn't want to die here, and as a Great Saint, he doesn't feel that he is any better than the other person.

Roar.

The Great Saint instantly transformed into a golden-winged roc king, and turned into a gigantic hand. Three thousand miles of golden wings covered the sky, covering almost the entire sky, covering everything below in yin and yang.

"One hundred and eight thousand feather swords!"

The secret technique that the Golden-Winged Dapeng King had used before, countless divine lights burst out, turned into a golden sea, and pushed towards the sea of ​​blood.

Boom.

A deafening explosion sounded, and two colors of light exploded, sweeping everything, turning the world into two colors.

Above the sky.

The sea of ​​blood and gold boiled, as if they were going to drown everything.

Two terrifying forces exploded, the earth shook, the void burst, and everything thousands of miles around was instantly turned into powder.

If Long Yi hadn't blocked the Golden Ancient City specifically, perhaps the entire Golden Ancient City would have been completely destroyed.

Even if there are sages sitting in charge, they will be wiped out like ants.

Great Saint-level battles are not something that saints can intervene in.

reached this level.

It can almost be said to be devastating.

Gu Gu.

"What a terrible fight."

The sage of the Golden Ancient Clan swallowed in horror, looking at the battle in the distance with fear. The suffocating pressure made him feel his own insignificance for the first time in his life.

Like ants, they are watching the battle of gods.

As for the ancient chariot, it seemed unaffected and stood steadily in the air, as if it were transcendent between heaven and earth.

Bang.

In the end, Long Er was even better, and the sea of ​​blood instantly drowned the golden Wang Yang, and the vast blood swallowed up the Great Saint of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.

puff.

Like being struck by lightning.

The Great Saint of the Golden-winged Dapoc clan vomited blood and looked a little pale.

Right now.

Long Er immediately came over to kill him, his eyes were cold and emotionless.

"Soul-killing!"

As a voice sounded, between the eyebrows, a little man was holding a divine sword, like the Supreme descending, slashing towards the Great Saint with terrifying power.

This is a secret technique that kills the soul without killing the body, specifically killing the soul.

The villain arrives.

The Great Saint of the golden-winged roc did not sit still and wait for death. A golden roc flew out from between his eyebrows, looking like a shrunken version of himself, and attacked Long Er.

Buzz.

The two collided together, causing powerful fluctuations. The void continued to break, and lines like spider webs covered the entire sky, like a mirror, almost bursting.

The villain's power is unparalleled, and his divine sword is unparalleled. When the sword fell, the golden roc was instantly cut in half.

then.

Another sword stood on the golden roc.

time.

The entire golden roc exploded with a bang, and the soul was shattered.

This once famous Great Saint completely fell here!

After killing the Great Saint, Long Er grabbed the huge golden-winged roc.

A Great Saint-level body is worth as much as Divine Medicine.

Full of treasures!

The bones of the body are indestructible and can be used to refine the most advanced materials of Saint Weapon and even the ultimate weapons.

Flesh bodies like this are sold outside.

The value is inestimable.

"Your Majesty, fortunately you have fulfilled your destiny!"

Long Erban kneeled in front of the ancient chariot and said respectfully.

See this scene.

The people in the golden ancient city looked shocked.

Could it be that the man on the chariot is really the master of Yama Hall?

Yama?

"Get up!"

"Go and ask the Golden Ancient Clan to hand over the scriptures they obtained before!"

An indifferent voice came out.

There is no need for people from Yama Hall to act.

The sage of the Golden Ancient Clan quickly said: "Don't worry, sir, I will go get the scriptures now."

"Wait a moment!"

The Lord of the Yama Palace, the King of Hell, has arrived in person.

There is now a Great Saint and a Saint King dead, and he is also a strong man from the ancient royal family, the Golden-winged Dapeng.

Even the King of Hell, who was so powerful, didn't look down on him. This sage from the Golden Ancient Clan dared to refuse and quickly gave away the scriptures he had obtained before.

He could probably guess it if he didn't send this scripture.

It is estimated that the entire Golden Ancient Clan will be bloodbathed.

Not even if Taiyi Sacred Land is behind it.

after all.

Even the Taikoo Royal Family doesn't take it seriously, and Taiyi Sacred Land doesn't take it seriously anymore.

Not long.

The sage of the Golden Ancient Clan took out a jade slip with a simple style. It seemed that endless years had passed, and the entire jade slip revealed the breath of time.

The jade slip flew up and was caught by an arm on the chariot, and then the two mighty Great Saints sat in front of the chariot, like grooms, driving the chariot through the void and disappearing in front of everyone.

The ancient chariot departs.

Everyone in the ancient city breathed a sigh of relief, feeling cold on their backs and sweating all over their bodies, almost soaking through their clothes!

"It's going to change!"

The sages of the Golden Ancient Clan are very worried. The Golden-winged Dapeng Clan has lost two powerful men, one is the Great Saint, and the other is the hope of the whole clan, the Saint King realm.

This is different from Yin Yang Sacred Land. In Yin Yang Sacred Land, only one sage elder died, while the Golden Winged Dapeng clan lost two heavyweights.

One is the Great Saint as the foundation, and the other is the hope of the whole clan.

Once the two of them die, the Golden-winged Dapeng family will definitely not let it go.

He can almost foresee the bloody storm in the future.