Mystic God-level Emperor System

Song Yu kept smiling, but his body slowly collapsed starting from his head.

Streams of majestic luck turned into wisps of holy light, penetrating out of his body and piercing it through hundreds of holes.

These holy lights shot into the sky.

Several invisible forces of destiny were peeled off from each Xuanding clan member, rose up, and gathered in the sky.

At this moment, the sky in Longyuan Prefecture seemed to turn red, like a shirt stained with blood.

"I, a great sage from my clan has fallen!"

"Which great sage is sitting in the body?"

"well!"

Countless Xuanding clan members stared blankly at the sky, tears welling up in their eyes.

The fall of a great saint will lead to the weakening of the fate of the entire Xuanding clan.

No one from the Xuanding tribe can escape the relationship!

These tears were shed for the fallen great sage.

It’s also for yourself!

Holy fall!

This is not an ordinary holy fall!

The great sage has fallen!

The entire Longyuan Prefecture was boiling with excitement. Surprised, shocked, appalled, and suspicious eyes were cast towards the sky.

A powerful man at the level of the Holy Lord, after taking a look at the vision in the sky, his eyes fell on the Xuanding Dynasty.

In the fairyland-like mountains and rivers, an old man walked out of a majestic palace. After taking a look in the direction of the Xuanding Dynasty, the old man murmured:

"It seems...that little guy Song Yu...why did he die?"

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe and a pair of golden dragon horns on his head slowly walked behind the old man and glanced at where the old man was looking.

"Father, do you need me to go take a look?"

The middle-aged man said respectfully.

"No need, Song Yu's father will handle this matter himself."

The old man shook his head slightly.

…

There was silence in Zhoutian Palace.

Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, all showing disbelief, stared blankly at the dying Song Yu.

Song Yu, why did he die?

The majestic sage was killed by a single move from the saint?

Are they dazzled?

Is this scene in front of me real?

"Impossible...how is it possible..."

Song Ci murmured to himself.

Zu Yuanshen looked at this scene dumbfounded, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart. His eyes looking at the Saint of Nanhua also carried a hint of deep fear.

Saint Mo Yuan, Saint Ling Ji, Elder Chang, etc... all looked at Saint Nan Hua in disbelief. The fear in their eyes was not much less than that of Zu Yuanshen.

The saint rebelled against the great sage and slaughtered him!

The things in the legend were actually witnessed by them.

Times have changed.

Or are they falling behind?

"Nan Hua's cultivation has reached this level. No wonder he will be the only saint left in the human race.

No wonder he alone can support the fate of the human race and prevent it from perishing in the immortal world.

I am far inferior to him..."

The voice of the Lord of the Nether Demon Dao rang in Qingchen's ears.

Qingchen has recovered from the shock.

There was a solemn look on her face, and she was thinking more than anyone else at the moment. The Saint of Nanhua killed Song Yu today. Can he leave this place alive?

Although Song Yu had previously said that this grudge was personal and had nothing to do with the Zhoutian Palace or the human race.

But the Zhoutian Palace is really willing to let a great saint die in vain?

This great sage is also the first heir to the Zhoutian Palace in the future, and the eldest son of the Zhoutian Palace!

His father is Zhou Tianwang, a powerful Holy Lord!

Lin Tinghe looked at Su Han and then at the Nanhua Saint, and felt his whole body go numb.

The human race slaughtered a great saint!

Even today’s Tao clan cannot do this.

If Master Xuantian of the Dao clan really faced off against Song Yu, he would not even have a chance of winning!

I thought that the Tao clan was indeed much more powerful than the human clan, but after today, the last trace of superiority in Lin Tinghe's heart was gone!

"Is he really the Nanhua Sage of the human race? Isn't he faked by some great saint?"

Xing Buqi felt cold in his heart.

Zuo Chuan and others were also shocked. After coming back to their senses, they immediately glanced at Su Han.

The other party is also from Beicang Mountain...

"The powerful saint's authority."

Su Han's eyes showed a solemn look.

"This luck is Kunlun's return to the ruins."

Saint Nanhua glanced at everyone and said with a faint smile:

"Today I use it to be promoted to the Great Sage. In the future, there will no longer be Beicang Mountain in the Earthly Immortal Realm, but only Kunlun Mountain."

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura on Nanhua Saint's body continued to increase sharply, and in an instant, it had already overwhelmed Song Yu before.

Everyone present was suppressed by this terrifying aura, as if a huge mountain was being carried on their backs!

The majestic power of luck soared into the sky, washing away the mottled 'blood stains' in the sky, and golden light replaced it!

Stretching for tens of thousands of miles in the void!

"A great sage is born?"

"Just after a great saint died, a great saint was born. Is it such a coincidence?"

Strong men from all sides were dumbfounded.

Everyone in the Zhoutian Palace was even more shocked. After the Nanhua Saint killed Song Yu, he was easily promoted to the Great Saint in front of them!

"Kunlun returns to ruins, what kind of authority is this for a saint!"

"Kunlun Kunlun, will Beicang Mountain be renamed in the future?"

"Sage Nanhua, if you kill the eldest son Song Yu, you will never leave this place alive today!"

The voice of the Zu Yuan Shen sounded in vain.

His expression was panicked, with a trace of stern expression.

After being reminded by him, the powerful men in the Zhoutian Palace stood up one after another and looked at the Saint of Nanhua in shock and anger!

"It's also a personal feud between you and me."

The Saint of Nanhua looked at Zu Yuanshen and smiled softly.

Zu Yuanshen felt that his life was threatened, and just when he wanted to take action, a blood hole appeared between his eyebrows.

Like Song Yu, Zu Yuanshen's body continued to collapse and fell.

The only difference is that he is only a saint, and the vision after his death is not strong. Only people from Zhoutian King City can see that two powerful men in charge of destiny have fallen here in succession!

"Niu pen..."

Su Han couldn't help but pat his thigh lightly.

But the gods present were horrified.

Has the Ancestral God fallen?

The gods of their Ancestral Temple died like this?

Whether it was the gods who came here or the angels brought by the Ancestral God, they all became a little overwhelmed at this moment!

Why can the human race easily kill the gods?

In their minds, humans are like pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep!

"Those who have forgotten their ancestors will die in vain."

Many saints thought secretly in their hearts, but they would not be stupid enough to say it directly, otherwise they would only offend the God King of the God Clan.

After the Saint of Nanhua killed Zu Yuanshen, he did not leave just yet.

Still standing there with a calm expression.

In the eyes of the saint, this is already an invincible and terrifying power.

You may not be able to detect anything under the saint, but the saints present can feel the terrifying aura of the Nanhua saint that far exceeds that of Song Yu. This also means that although Saint Nanhua has just been promoted, his cultivation is already at the top among the great saints!