Saiyan's Journey To Another World

The body of the strong Tiantian clan recovered as before, and the breath was stable, not at all like after the war.

On the other hand, Tianjiao of the human race was panting slightly, and his mana was consumed to varying degrees.

In an instant, the judgment was judged.

As long as there is spiritual energy, life body, and everything that can be devoured, the strong Tiantian Clan will stand in the invincible realm, difficult to suppress, difficult to kill!

"Now, how are you going to deal with me?" the strong man of the Tuntian Clan said with a playful smile.

Vegito glanced at the rear, Wu Feng and other Tianjiao were not in good condition, their strength could not keep up with this level of battle, and after a lot of consumption of mana, it is hard to expect them to have any success in the future.

The twin kings had just released their ultimate move, and their mana was almost exhausted. It was difficult for them alone to display the power of the joint attack technique.

At present, it seems that he is the only one who still has the power to fight.

Vegito's heart sank, and he took a step forward, golden arrogance erupted, and he faced the strong Tuntian clan directly.

"Oh? Do you want to deal with me alone?" Seeing Vegito's behavior, the strong man of the swallowing clan asked.

Just when Vegito was about to try his best to make a shot, a sound transmission fell into his king.

Vegito's complexion remained unchanged. He was still tense just now, but the muscles that were about to attack relaxed. With a chuckle, 09 started talking.

"The Tuntian Clan is the ultimate imperial clan in foreign lands, but I don't think every strong person in the Tuntian Clan's life and death realm is like you?"

"For a powerhouse of your level, who can reach the half-step Ming Dao Realm in a short period of time just by devouring it, I don't think it should be an ordinary person.

Um?

All the arrogances frowned slightly, they didn't understand what Vegito meant by this move, and what he had to say to the powerhouses of the Tuntian clan.

But immediately after, their expressions became serious, and the sound transmission of spiritual consciousness fell into their minds, even the twin kings were no exception.

It's the Purple Smoke Saintess!

"Is it stalling for time, waiting for them to recover?"

"But even if you recover, you cannot escape the fate of being swallowed by me.

The scarlet vertical pupils of the strong Tiantian tribe swept everyone present, and the contempt in the eyes made the Tianjiao resentful.

"Forget it, anyway, this seat has already recovered, so there is no need to worry about you. It is also your honor to remember this seat's name before you die."

Thinking about bragging later, the temperament of the strong Tiantian Clan became different from top to bottom.

If we say that he used to be an evil, charming and intimidating overlord, but now he is a detached and refined outsider, full of mystery and compulsion.

"Back then, I was named Xue Tu, and I was a saint in this world!" The Xue Tu saint said domineeringly.

The sound was like thunder, resounding through heaven and earth, for fear that no one would be able to hear it.

"saint!!!"

Sure enough, when these words came out, everyone was shocked.

A sage, synonymous with invincibility, is an existence standing on the ceiling of combat power in the sky.

If we say that a strong person in the realm of life and death can be a strong person in one party, and a strong person in the realm of enlightenment can be a giant in a field.

The saint is in the four domains, in the entire ancient fairyland and even the heaven, almost no one dares to provoke him, and the saint is worshiped and admired by hundreds of millions of people.

The saint of blood slaughter had a panoramic view of everyone's performance, and was very satisfied in his heart.

Although his realm has been knocked down, he still has a foundation as a saint. At present, it is only a matter of time before he returns to a saint.

"Blood massacre saint? If the historical materials of this saint are not mistaken, it seems that she was chased and killed by my human race King Jiang back then.

"Indeed, most of the remnants of your Tuntian clan were suppressed in the Tuntian Valley, and they couldn't walk outside for 20,000 years."

An extremely ear-piercing and mocking voice sounded to Saint Xuetu, and his vanity was crushed to the ground.

The Xuetu sage was furious, and looked at the source of the sound, his teeth were about to be ground to pieces.

"Damn girl, I was too lazy to deal with you before, but now you are looking for death, I will help you!"

The person who taunted was Zi Ningshang. She stood in the void, her purple dress fluttering in the wind, without a trace of fear on her face, she looked confident and confident.

"It's not clear who suppresses who today!"

"Vegito, this saint said before, if I meet him again, I will definitely be born.

"Although I don't really want to expose my hole cards, but if I can kill him, everything is worth it. Just watch from the sidelines."

Zi Ningshang's brows reveal a heroic spirit that does not belong to a woman, and her eyes are shining brightly!

boom!!!

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the purple air traveled 30,000 miles to the east!!

Zi Ningshang was bathed in the fairy light, accompanied by purple air, and there were countless avenue lines circulating around her, forming a three thousand avenue bridge, which was spread under her feet like a picture scroll, beautiful and refreshing.

Each Dao Shenqiao represents the acme of a Dao, the Dao of Alchemy, the Dao of Qi, the Dao of Formation, the Dao of Thunder, the Dao of Sword and so on! There are countless and incalculable! Some of them are bright or some are dim, but they all exude background!

Zi Ningshang stands on top of ten thousand ways, and looks like a female emperor patrolling the world! She has a spirit of suppressing the world and being invincible!

Her vermilion lips parted lightly, and the Three Thousand Ways moved because of her.

"Everything is coming!"

After finishing speaking, Zi Ningshang's phoenix eyes focused on the majestic aura of Tao and instantly suppressed the blood slaughter saint.

She seems to represent the will of heaven, to practice the way of heaven, to kill and swallow the sky!

"Immortal Physique! Dao Immortal Physique!! You have this physique?!!"

The Xuetu sage screamed, his elegant and indifferent expression was no longer there, and he used all his mana to resist his suppression.

No words or rhetoric can describe his fear of Zi Ningshang's Immortal Physique at the moment.

Immortal body, placed in the early days, when the emperors flourished, if they did not fall, they would become emperors! Not the so-called appearance of becoming emperors, this is the horror of the immortal body!

"Block again?"

Zi Ningshang raised her plain hand, the world's essence and spiritual energy all rioted!

The Dao Shenqiao, which represents the way of the sword, bloomed with immeasurable brilliance in an instant, as if, this extreme way has revived!

The bridge of swordsmanship hangs in the sky, and the ultimate swordsmanship is for her to use!

A mighty sword light, as if filled with the breath of the ages, crossed the sky!

Wherever it goes, the void will collapse and the heavens will be destroyed!

The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles, and the light of one sword chills the nineteen continents!!

One sword! Locked on the blood slaughter saint, beheaded his body! He didn't even give him time to perform the blood solution!

The soul of the blood slaughter saint escaped from his body in panic, his pupils were dilated violently, and he felt a deadly threat!

"Escape again?"

Zi Ningshang let out a cold snort, and the world trembled!

The Godly Bridge of the Gun Dao blooms with brilliance, and the meaning of the ultimate way is revived!

A Daoist gun, shining brightly in the world, piercing like a rainbow, seems to gather the power of the whole world, and shoots towards the eyebrows of the blood slaughter saint!

"I am a saint! I am invincible in this world!! You can't kill me!!!"

The blood-slaughter saint looks crazy, and with a roar, he has Saint Wilman in his divine body, 043

He no longer cared about his injuries, and began to work hard!

The blood-slaughter sage used the sky-swallowing battle method, and the blood-red swallowing vortex stood in front of him, resisting the magic gun of the avenue.

At the same time, he arbitrarily extracted the life essence and the power of rules from this secret realm to reshape his physical body. The realm that was originally the peak of life and death is still rising under the consumption of the saint's origin!

The heaven and earth were shaking, and the power of rules in the secret realm finally discovered this alien species, and was rejecting the existence of the blood-slaughter saint!

"I am a saint, and the avenue is under my control! Even a mere secret realm, delusional against a saint!?"

The soul body of the Xuetu Saint was slightly dimmed, but his realm was breaking through like a bamboo!

At this moment, a majestic dao rhyme swept through the crowd, making it suffocating.

The blood-slaughtering saint is coming to the Dao Realm again!

With a gloomy face and a ferocious face, he grabbed the Great Dao Divine Spear, and the Law of Devouring worked in his hand, crushing the Great Dao Divine Spear.

"Broken my Dao foundation, you should die!"

How easy is it to break through to the Ming Dao Realm again in a short period of time? The blood-slaughter saint's soul and body consumed a considerable part of the saint's origin, and he was able to return to the Dao Realm in an instant.

The price in exchange is that it will be extremely difficult for him to ascend to the Holy Land again in the future.

Seriously, this life is hopeless!

He hated, he was angry, he wished he could swallow Zi Ningshang alive, torture her to death day and night with the power of devouring!

"The Tuntian clan, everyone will be punished if they get it, and you will destroy your Dao foundation. This saint has a clear conscience!"

Zi Ningshang's complexion was slightly pale, and the two consecutive supernatural powers consumed her a lot of mana.

But she is still tall and straight, and the thousands of roads are as sacred as a foil to the empress, opposite to the blood-slaughter saint!

ps: My waist is a little uncomfortable these two days, Gan. .