In the sound of destruction, an illusory figure appeared floating on the scene.

This is a thin young man, wearing a gorgeous wide-sleeved robe, with a flying sword as a hairpin, his face is not handsome, but it gives an endless sense of majesty.

Only the Jinwu clansmen knew that this young man was actually an old monster who had been in seclusion for thousands of years.

Wu Xiutong!

The thirteenth seat of the Heavenly Priest in the Jinwu lineage has shown that he is a true saint, who controls the power of the law of the Holy Way.

"No matter how fast you escape, it's useless."

Wu Xiutong glanced at the field, took one step, and disappeared out of thin air.

...

"There is the breath of the Holy Dao."

In the extreme distance, two men walked side by side, both with Eguanbo belts and graceful sleeves.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with neat beard and hair on the left frowned and looked into the distance.

"Brother Kuya, someone should be chasing the target like us."

The middle-aged eyes are deep, and a shocking sword intent is surging.

"Well, it's a true saint. Looking at its breath, it should be from the Jinwu line of Sunset Tanggu."

An old man with thin cheeks on one side opened his mouth in a hoarse voice.

"Really holy?"

The middle-aged heart froze.

"Junior Brother Yu Xiu, it's time for us to act, we can't let the Tongtian Sword fall into the hands of others."

The old man Kuya spoke hoarsely.

"It's natural."

Yu Xiu nodded.

At the moment, these two saints from Tongtian Sword Sect moved away from the void.

"Kuya... It turns out that even he can't sit still..."

After a while, a black-clothed monk appeared. He looked extremely young, but the vicissitudes of life in his eyes were extremely strong.

"It seems that the poor monk is not the only one to deal with this son..."

The monk in black sighed softly.

It's just killing a young man who is on the road to longevity, but he has made such a big battle. If it is spread, it will be disgraceful after all.

"Forget it, let me go for a while and see how capable this son is, to make all the saints go out, and the world is watching."

The figure of the black-clothed monk flashed and floated away.

In the Dazang Temple, in the ancient temple, an old monk whispered softly: "Senior Brother Fazheng, he... should have found the trace of the heresy, right?"

...

In the distance, the outline of a majestic and huge city appeared in Lin Xun's field of vision.

Whoosh!

Lin Xun put away Haoyu Ark and looked back.

A quarter of an hour ago, after killing Wu Hengya, he suddenly encountered extreme danger, which made him choose to escape without hesitation.

Thinking about it so far, Lin Xun can roughly conclude that the person who shot must be a true saint!

Because that kind of breath is too vast and sacred, it is far from comparable to characters such as Wuliuchi and Wuhengya.

However, Lin Xun was not too worried in his heart.

He turned his eyes to the huge city that faintly appeared in the distance.

To be honest, if he wasn't in a dangerous situation, he really wanted to enter the city and have a good rest and relax.

In the past ten years, he hadn't experienced the aura of "red dust and fireworks" for a long time.

"That's it."

Lin Xun finally gave up.

However, just as he was about to take a detour, a low and pleasant voice sounded between heaven and earth:

"Young man, if you dare to enter the city, millions of lives in the city will be lost because of you alone, so stop here."

Lin Xun's black eyes narrowed slightly, and when he sensed it, he saw a gorgeous treasure chariot appearing high in the void.

In the chariot sat a woman in a palace dress, her skin was better than snow, her black hair was as black as ink, her face was gorgeous, and her temperament was peerless.

"You are?"

Lin Xun said calmly.

"Sea Soul Clan, Shang Ye."

The voice of the woman in the palace dress croaks,

Like a pearl falling on a jade plate, it is pleasant to the ear.

Lin Xun snorted, and his figure floated on the top of a mountain on one side. The mountain wind whistled, blowing his black hair flying, and his clothes rattled.

He glanced in all directions and said, "Since Tangtang is a saint in the world, since he is here, why should he cover up again?"

The voice was flat, resounding throughout the world.

"Oh, the power of the soul of this little beast is not bad."

A chuckle sounded among the clouds, and the clouds there suddenly rolled over, and a slender, majestic, and stalwart figure emerged.

This is a man in a white robe, with a gold ring hanging beside his left ear, which looks very strange.

"Are you again?"

Lin Xun asked.

"Myriad Beast Spirit Mountain, Mo Kong."

The white-robed man smiled slightly, looking extremely holy.

"Remember what you said."

Lin Xun glanced at him, then looked to the other side.

There, there was a bronze chariot rolling over the void, with fresh blood flowing and yin qi rushing to the face. On the chariot, stood a silhouette with a blurry figure and a billowing black mist.

"Fellow Daoists, I only need one heart for this evil beast, and the rest are at your disposal."

The black mist figure on the battlefield spoke, his voice extremely cold.

Lin Xun didn't ask any questions this time. He suddenly felt that there was no need to know who the other party was, and he could be classified as an enemy.

That being the case, who is he?

But Lin Xun didn't care, but other people in the field couldn't care less, they all recognized the black mist figure on the bronze battlefield, it was a big figure in the "Moon Worship Cult" in the Holy Land——

Holy Protector Xiahou Blood!

"Any more?"

Lin Xun's eyes swept over the three people, Shang Ye of the Sea Soul Clan, Mo Kong of the Spiritual Mountain of Myriad Beasts, and Xiahou Xue of the Worship of the Moon.

This is the three saints!

When it comes to breath, there is no doubt that it is terrifying.

"Yes, at this age, there is such a level of cultivation, and he has become the first person in the realm of the absolute peak. It is indeed amazing to overwhelm the edge of his peers."

Suddenly, a sonorous voice resounded like a sword, and the two saints Kuya and Yu Xiu of Tongtian Sword Sect appeared on the scene.

It was Bitter Cliff who spoke.

"It's just a pity, one day is not holy, one day is ants, no matter how amazing it is, it is not a finger against the holy realm."

Yu Xiu looked indifferent.

"That's unlikely."

Someone said coldly, "Not long ago, this son killed two holy priests of my family with his own hands, and the method was extremely cruel."

With the sound, Wu Xiutong's figure appeared on the scene, and his eyes were like electricity, locking on Lin Xun who was standing on the top of the mountain.

In a word, the old monsters in the audience were a little surprised.

They know very well that although the sacred priests of the Golden Crow lineage are false saints, they are not capable of provocation by the powerhouses below the sacred realm.

But now, two false saints have died in Lin Xun's hands, which is naturally surprising.

For a while, their gazes towards Lin Xun took on a strange color.

"Is that the hand of the mysterious female saint?"

In the sky, Shang Ye, dressed in a palace costume, walked out of the treasure carriage and asked aloud.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the saints in the field narrowed imperceptibly.

After all, the matter of "turning a saint into an animal" ten years ago was too much trouble!

As a holy place, they can regard Lin Xun as an ant and despise him, but they have to beware of the woman behind him.

"No, this little beast killed it himself."

Wu Xiutong sighed, "Everyone, I have an unkind request. After I kill this little beast, I only need one bow and one arrow on your body, and I hope it will come true."

The others were expressionless, neither agreeing nor opposing.

Seeing this, Wu Xiutong sneered in his heart and said no more. He had already greeted him. If anyone dares to intervene later, he should not blame him for being rude!

"We are here only to bring back the Heaven-reaching Sword."

Yu Xiu suddenly said, "If you all think that this sword should not be taken away by us, you can give me some advice later."

Although the words were calm, they were full of murderous aura.

"That being the case, can the poor monk also reserve something? One of the inheritances of my Da Dizang Temple fell into the hands of this son, and the poor monk should bring it back."

A gentle voice sounded, and Fa Zheng, who was wearing a black monk's robe, appeared on the scene, and instantly became the focus of the audience.

The Dizang Temple was originally a first-class sacred place in the world, and Fazheng was a real holy monk!

A group of saints appeared one after another, blocking all directions, while talking, they regarded Lin Xun as nothing, and even communicated with each other to discuss dividing up Lin Xun's belongings.

Moreover, it is also screaming a little evil beast, a little beast!

These scenes made Lin Xun feel a strong murderous intention in his heart. Do these old people really think that after stepping into the holy realm, they can be lawless?

"There's nothing to say, little thing, hand over the things on your body one by one, and it will give you a happy moment."

Xiahou Xue of the Moon Worship Cult's voice was cold.

This is undoubtedly a blatant humiliation.

"Ha ha."

Lin Xun Mou sneered and said, "It's just shameless for all the saints to go out and besiege me, but they are thirsty and courageous. I would like to ask, with so much nonsense, why don't you dare to do it?"

The expressions of the saints became cold.

Being ridiculed like this by a junior naturally makes them unhappy. The most embarrassing thing is that Lin Xun said a word, and he even hit their point!

The reason why they haven't done anything until now is because they are all afraid and vigilant about the mysterious woman behind Lin Xun.

Similarly, they are not alliances or friends with each other, and naturally no one wants to be the first to do it.

"The most ridiculous thing is that apart from those of you who have shown traces, I am afraid that there are still many shameless old things hidden in the dark!"

On the edge of the cliff, Lin Xun sneered, without a trace of fear at all, "Are you worried, what if you are turned into a beast to be whipped and driven away?"

This sentence is too cruel!

All of a sudden, the faces of all the saints in the field sank, and everyone's aura suddenly spread, making this side of the world dim.

The world is silent, and the invisible and terrifying pressure of the saint is like a landslide and tsunami, gathering in this world, and that scene is enough to make any cultivator collapse!

"Everyone, why don't we do it together?"

Yu Xiu said coldly.

"it is good!"

"Then it's up to you."

The others agreed one after another, and their eyes became indifferent, looking at Lin Xun like a dead thing.

They dared to go out to kill Lin Xun, and naturally they had something to rely on.

Although they were more or less afraid of the mysterious woman, they couldn't change their determination to kill Lin Xun.

What's more, there are many saints in the field, from different major forces, even if the mysterious woman really travels, but in the face of such a situation, she...

Can you stop it?

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