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The cold and evil breath radiated out, making people feel uncomfortable and disgusting instinctively.

At the same time, there are countless eyes, with perplexity and flooding.

What the **** is that black light?

Sword Lai Sect, could it be that there are hidden secrets?

"Little beast!"

"You dare to destroy the foundation of my sword to the sect. This sect is determined to frustrate your bones and turn your body into ashes, causing you to die in pieces."

Li Jianlan's gaze was sullen, and he spoke grimly, as if he didn't see the instinctively disgusting black light at all.

Luo Wushu frowned.

It was not because of Li Jianlan's ugly words, but the existence of the black light.

In his cognition, there is only one race that can have this cold and evil aura.

It is instinctively disgusting.

That is, the holy race.

The holy race is not a race in the heavens and ten thousand realms.

It's not like his name, it sounds like a good bird.

On the contrary, he is the common enemy of all races in the heavens and all realms.

Regardless of the self-proclaimed holy race, in the heavens, the holy race has another name...extraterritorial evil race.

The saints are warlike.

Since the discovery of the existence of the heavens and the world, he has been acting as an intruder.

Do no evil without doing anything, in a vain attempt to encroach on the heavens and all realms, completely conquer them, and become the territory of the holy race.

Until tens of thousands of years ago, the two sides broke out in a great battle in the heavens.

In the end, relying on the concerted efforts of many races, the saint army was difficult to block and retreat.

The price paid for that great battle has reached an extremely tragic point.

There were even strong emperors who fell in that battle.

Of course, the saints also suffered heavy losses in that battle.

Since then, the saint race's aggression against the heavens and the world has stopped.

And the powerhouses of the heavens and worlds spontaneously purged the saints.

Kill those holy races lurking in the heavens and all realms one by one.

Now, the saints have long since died, and I don't know how many years they haven't heard from them again.

Including Luo Wushu, only once encountered a saint cultivator when he was in the heavens.

However, although it was only once, it was impressive enough.

after all.

The inherent cold and evil aura in the saint race was not possessed by any race.

Unless they don't show their breath, once they show their breath, they won't be able to fake it.

There is another reason why Luo Wushu frowned.

In Hunyuan Domain, on Mo Tianji's body, he felt the aura of the saint race once.

But now, in Jianlai Sect, I feel it again.

Could it be that there are a large number of Saint Clan practitioners in today's Profound Realm?

Could it be that tens of thousands of years have passed, does the holy race plan to make a comeback again?

"Li Jianlan, you dare to collude with evil races outside the territory?" Just when the crowd was shocked and shocked.

Hua Qingyan contained icy coldness, and the sound of drinking screamed.

As the Young Palace Master of Hunyuan Domain, his knowledge is naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

"Palace Young Master, what are you talking about?" Li Jianlan raised his head and looked at Hua Qingyan, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Including behind him, many people from the Swordsman Sect also asked: "Palace Master, what is the evil race outside the territory?"

"Take down the evil race from outside the territories!" Hua Qingyan looked at the domain master's powerhouse beside him, and was too lazy to explain too much.

Although it was the first time that he encountered an evil race outside the territory, he had not forgotten his father's reminder.

If you encounter a holy cultivator, you will be punishable.

"it is good!"

Behind Hua Qingyan, one day the noble realm powerhouse looted and killed, and the astonishing big handprint smashed down at the source of the black light.

"Jie Jie..."

"If it weren't for this time when the strength was not in its heyday, you, an ant-like thing, would have the right to be presumptuous here?"

A gloomy laugh of disdain broke out in the black light.

The astonishing big handprint fell, but it seemed like a blast on the air, there was nowhere to do it.

The black light scattered and gathered again, turning into a pale face.

Even though there was an unusually wicked beauty on the white face, it was still instinctively disgusting.

"Just your group of trash, still want to leave this time?" The white face looked disdainful, and he sneered.

"Damn it!" The Heavenly Venerable Realm powerhouse who shot, his expression was extremely gloomy.

"I'll help you." Behind Hua Qingyan, another Heavenly Venerable Realm powerhouse walked out.

Two Heavenly Sovereign Realm powerhouses shot at the same time, bursting out a destructive offensive towards the Saint Race powerhouse.

"Stop dreaming!"

"As long as Benhou doesn't want to die, how can you humble ants kill Benhou."

The white face became illusory again.

The offensive of the two seemed to be unable to touch him at all.

Hei Guang fled away, and returned a gloomy voice.

"The humble people, when the time comes again, it will be your end."

Heaven and earth fell into a brief silence.

Everyone was shaken by this sudden episode, and there were many people who couldn't slow down for a long time.

"Although the saints are arrogant and do no evil, they have to admit that their talents are indeed very high." Luo Wushu sighed inwardly.

It's just that the ordinary Fenghou-level powerhouses have such accomplishments in the space.

Although he also wants to keep the other party, but at present, he is also powerless.

Among the holy races, those who are strong at the Fenghou level are equivalent to those who are strong in the Celestial Realm.

And the powerhouse of the Saint Clan in front of him is not a general Fenghou level.

If it hadn't been for his injuries, everyone present today would have been horrible.

"You really don't give an explanation?" Hua Qingyan looked at Li Jianlan coldly, no more polite.

Collusion with evil races outside the territory is tantamount to betraying the human race, and everyone is punishable.

"Palace Master Young, I really don't know anything, let alone why there are evil races outside the territory in Jianlai Sect." Li Jianlan responded innocently.

"If you don't know, he will know if you win it!" Luo Wushu said.

"Little beast, you don't want to kill someone with a sword." Many swordsmen who came to the sect shouted coldly.

Luo Wushu was too lazy to respond.

Li Jianlan is better than him, but his strength is limited.

As long as he is willing to use the Fengshen Town Demon Monument, it will be enough to kill it and destroy the Sword Lai Sect.

But now, when it comes to the existence of the saints, it is not as simple as destroying a sword sect.

Instead, try to find out information about the saints.

Is there any conspiracy in the Profound Realm of the Saint Clan today?

In Luo Wushu's hand, a token appeared.

Many sharp-eyed people recognized at this moment that this token was bestowed by Huafeng.

This also relieved many people, why Luo Wushu dared to be presumptuous in front of Li Jianlan.

Dare to act unscrupulously.

It turned out to have planned for a long time, with the help of the power of the domain owner.

I have to say that Luo Wushu's luck is very good.

If it weren't in the wrong circumstances, what kind of extraterritorial evil race would appear.

Even if Luo Wushu called the domain master, it would be of no avail to fear.

After all, Young Palace Lord Hua Qingyan is here, and a large part of it represents the will of the Domain Lord's Palace.

Equivalent to the domain owner.

"Om!"

The light shines from within the token.

When Huafeng's clone descended on this world, the complexions of many of the Swordsman Sect changed.