Guarding the Sutra Library for a hundred years, investing in the villain of destiny

"saint!"

Chu Xun raised his head slightly.

The green shirt floats.

His eyes are cold.

If you were looking at it before, you might have thought that this realm was mysterious and unattainable. It was like gods speaking outright about people's life and death at every turn, making you unable to resist. But after you actually set foot in this realm, you suddenly felt that it was nothing more than that.

When the saint moves his hand, his aura is blazing. Even if he only touches his palm, the sky-reaching sword energy will be released from the palm, reaching the sky and the earth. The red sword light will cover the sky and flood the place.

And he was not afraid.

Now that he knows what the holy realm is, and he has thoroughly set foot in this realm, there is nothing to be afraid of. With a move of his hand, the ivy sword releases its gleaming light and falls on the palm of his hand.

"Buzz!"

A sword at random.

Slash over.

Cyan sword energy.

Turned into vast green.

Like a crescent moon.

"Zheng!"

After the sword energy penetrated the formation, the Donglin Sect was intercepted by the torrential green sword energy. With just one sword, the sword energy released by the palm sword was destroyed.

"The formation is too weak!"

Chu Xun said softly.

At this level.

It is no longer realistic to rely on the power of formations.

"Buzz!"

A casual wave.

The formation was removed.

The figure also slowly walked from the foot of the Donglin Sect to the sky above the Donglin Sect, standing alongside the Immortal Sect Saint Mu Hong.

"Ah!"

Mu Hong, the saint of the Immortal Sect, always maintained a superior attitude. When the opponent dared to step out of the formation, he also sneered and laughed: "Your courage is respectable, but it's a pity that you chose the wrong opponent!"

"Jie Jie!"

The three golden beasts also bared their teeth and showed a fierce look. When they saw the latter's behavior, they who were pulling the chariot even mocked: "Is this giving up the struggle?"

"Yes, the gap is so big, the futile struggle has no effect at all!" Another golden beast also said scornfully, they greedily swept the Donglin Sect, and looked at the confrontation that was destined to be crushed.

"No more Xia Yang!"

"Who are you!"

"I really thought so!"

"There is still someone who can protect you!"

The saint of the Immortal Sect had a cold face. As he raised his hand, surging energy gathered under his palm, and he suddenly pressed it downwards. It was like a terrifying energy ball erupting, and his pupils also released a cold meaning.

"Ivy Sword!"

"cut!"

Chu Xun looked cold.

Still holding the sword.

Cut off.

"laugh!"

The endless sword energy spurted out and turned into a terrifying wave. At the first moment, the eyes of the saint from the Immortal Dao Sect were sarcastic. The little human emperor dared to compete with the saint. He really died without knowing how. And the moment the sword energy collided , an indescribable pressure erupted, and he actually felt the aura of the holy realm inside.

This made him shudder.

Pupils constrict.

However.

Before I could react.

That sword energy.

The energy ball has been chopped.

and bombarded him.

too fast.

The speed is amazing.

There was no time to react, so he could only cross his arms in front of him to block this terrible sword light. The blazing sword energy in the sky drowned it. The people in Donglin City could not open their eyes when the sword was shining brightly. After a long time, they saw in horror Arrived, the middle-aged man standing on the sky was injured.

Blood flowed from his arms.

Drops of bright red.

It is filled with auspiciousness.

Falling from a high altitude.

The saint of the Immortal Sect also stood there, seemingly in disbelief and shock. He looked down at the sword mark on his arm. Although it was only a minor injury and could be healed in just two breaths, there was still a wave of waves in his heart. , murmured: "I was actually injured!"

"saint!"

"Injuried!"

To the east is the city.

It also caused a lot of noise.

Long before.

Then Chu Xun's reputation spread.

The power of a saint can be unleashed in the realm of human emperor.

It has always been considered a gimmick and an exaggeration, but the moment it was actually confirmed, these people were all stunned, staring at the sky. The gray-haired old man in Donglin City also became happy and murmured: "Could it be that there is something else?" Turnaround?"

Ye Qingcheng.

Other disciples.

Elder Panzong.

These people were slightly trembling.

Elder Chu's talent and magnificence completely amazed them, followed by rejoicing and sighing. Fortunately, Xiandao Sect Saint Sha Fa Guo would never give him a chance to breathe and practice. If Elder Chu was allowed to continue practicing, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Holy!"

"I feel the aura of the holy realm!"

Mu Hong, the saint of the Immortal Sect, also had a solemn and cold face. His first thought was that it was impossible. It was so easy to break through the holy realm. Even when he broke through to the holy realm, he wasted a long time, and now he is only a corner away from the seaside. In less than a month, no matter how evil Chu Xun is, he will not be able to break through, but the remaining power of that sword is still there.

It left him trembling and dazed.

It’s not Dahe Sword Intent.

He had learned about that sword before.

This sword.

More like an ordinary sword.

But he killed himself with a very powerful blow.

"Could it be that... you have really broken the saint!" He stared at Chu Xun, with a bold guess in his heart, and more importantly, he did not want to believe it. He said coldly: "You have broken the saint!"

"Um!"

Chu Xun nodded gently.

Nothing to hide.

because.

The ensuing confrontation cannot be hidden.

The energy in his body surged.

The Eight Realms of the Human Emperor.

The Nine Realms of the Human Emperor.

Half Saint.

saint!

The turbulent aura continued to soar, causing the situation to change, and everyone in Donglin City who looked up felt their hearts tremble inexplicably, and pairs of horrified eyes showed strong shock and disbelief.

"Holy!"

"Holy!"

"Elder Chu...!"

"He broke the saint!"

Those who defected to the Eastern Holy Land trembled inwardly for no reason, and their faces became intensely pale, as if they were unable to face the matter directly and withstand such great pressure.

Ye Qingcheng was no exception. Her delicate cheeks were as pale as paper, and there was a hint of regret in her eyes: "Did you really make the wrong choice?"

…

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above.

The three golden beasts all had their hairs standing on end, smelling strong threats and pressure. The sudden burst of aura and pressure from the ordinary old man made their hearts tremble, and they felt vaguely that they were even more powerful than their master. Be stronger.

"How is that possible!" A golden divine beast whispered, and the eyes of the demon were full of fear. I thought this battle would just go through the motions, but then something unexpected happened, and someone from the Donglin Sect became a saint.

"crazy!"

"Oh My God!"

"Chu Xun breaks the saint!"

At the same time, everyone who saw this scene showed shocked emotions. For example, the Emperor of the Shenxing Sect trembled in his heart for no reason, thinking of his previous arrogant looting of the Donglin Sect's shop. Once he survived this disaster, Spearhead would As soon as he turned around, his face turned pale and bloodless.

Xuanwang Palace.

Floating Moon Sect.

etc.

Those who attacked Donglin Sect all had pale faces, staring at this scene in shock and madness. Who would have thought that Chu Xun, who was previously the Human Emperor, would suddenly cross the great realm and step into the holy realm in just a short period of time.

"not real!"

"not real!"

"This can't be true!"

Someone in the Xuanwang Palace was trembling and stammered: "This must have used some secret technique to forcibly elevate himself to the realm of a saint. Donglin Holy Land is the oldest inheritance, so there must be such a secret technique, right?"

The master of the Xuanwang Palace was also trembling.

He wanted it too.

But that quietly suspended figure.

Explosive momentum.

He is undoubtedly a saint.