Chapter 246 The Fall of the Saint
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Shi Ba Ban Wu Yi
"boom!!!"
There was a loud noise,
Zhunti's body was instantly covered by endless flames.
Even the twelfth-grade golden lotus under him showed endless burn marks at this moment, as if they would also be burned by this flame.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"
Zhunti's miserable voice was heart-piercing, miserable and sharp, and shocked the clouds, causing the remaining five saints in the sky to frown slightly.
Because in this kind of divine fire, they also felt the aura that made them afraid.
"Heavenly Dao can revive you, right?"
Ye Long uttered again, this time with a bit of a smile, after people saw it, they couldn't help feeling extremely shocked in their hearts.
"Then I will make you resurrect once and die once!"
Ye Long chuckled lightly.
In his eyes, endless arrogance was born in his eyes.
The resurrection of the Dao of Heaven also takes time and the power of the Dao of Heaven.
Even if he can restore the saint's true body, he also believes that he is definitely not as strong as before. Otherwise, why would these saints keep themselves so peaceful.
As Ye Long's flame sank into Zhun Ti's body.
In the arena, there was a dead silence.
Zhunti's eyes were wide open, and he looked at Ye Long with an expression of disbelief.
He didn't die instantly.
But at this moment, the vitality in his body is constantly burning, not only that, but also, his body is unable to take any action at this moment.
The majestic saint, today, has been nailed into the void in some way.
What he was fixed was not the body, but the soul, the endless soul.
At this moment, all the power of heaven and all the power of life in his body disappeared in an extremely fast manner.
As Ye Long said.
Heaven can resurrect saints.
But here.
When he felt the terrifying death spreading from his body.
His body began to feel a sense of desolation.
facing death.
A dignified saint... Cowardly!
This was the first time he was so close to death, and it was also the first time that he felt the feeling of extinction.
He understands.
You can resurrect yourself.
But he was not reconciled.
He didn't understand how the young man in front of him did it.
When the avatar disappeared and no message was sent back, he faintly felt something was wrong.
But at this moment, when he really felt Ye Long's power, he only had one thought in his mind.
This is definitely not a saint, or rather, not a simple saint.
At this moment, Zhunti's eyes were full of despair.
He knew that he underestimated Ye Long's strength in his own eyes, and underestimated the strength of the most mysterious dojo in the world.
Not only Taoist Zhunti, but also the surrounding saints were also stunned.
With a flame, burn a saint.
Such means are simply unheard of.
What kind of method is this to burn the saint?
Jie Yin stared at Ye Long fiercely, at this moment, the entire Western Sect was facing a formidable enemy.
"I said, I said..."
Taoist Zhunti murmured softly.
However, Ye Long didn't respond at all, just stood there indifferently, looking at him coldly.
"It's no longer necessary!"
Ye Long's voice was as cold as ever.
At this moment, after sweeping his mind and soul, he had already found the location of Xiao Er and the others.
Stretch out.
A ball-like bead was brought in front of him.
The next moment, with a slight movement of the hand, the prison of the formation was broken.
Xiaoer Heibo and Monkey King fell out of it in an instant.
At this moment, above the bodies of the three of them, there is still an endless shroud of Buddha Dharma.
"Shh!"
With a casual movement of Ye Long's hand, the Buddha Dharma entwined with the three of them disappeared without a trace at this moment.
And the emotions of the three of them returned to normal at this moment.
Ye Long looked at the three of them, his eyes were full of doting.
The three of them were fine, they just fell into a kind of deep sleep.
It seems to be experiencing something.
Sometimes his brows were slightly wrinkled, and sometimes his eyes showed horror.
Seeing this, Ye Long frowned slightly.
……
next moment.
Palm together.
Zhunti, who was still howling originally, was completely burned at this moment, turned into nothingness, and disappeared between the heaven and the earth.
In the air, Jie Yin looked at this scene in horror, and there was endless timidity in his eyes.
"You...you killed the saint? You..."
Ye Long glanced at Jieyin, and there was no concern in his eyes.
"If you don't accept it, you can use the power of heaven to suppress me!"
Following Ye Long's words, Jie Yin directly attracted endless power of heaven without the slightest hesitation.
Killing a saint, this is something that Honghuang has never happened since its establishment.
Even if it is calamity, it is not enough to bring down the saint.
But now, this arrogant young man killed the saint in front of so many people.
How could such things not shock them.
This is the fall of a true saint.
Unlike the incarnation, such things are equivalent to touching the bottom line of the way of heaven.
Even if you can't make a move, the way of heaven is bound to kill the person in front of you.
Because the saint is protected by the heaven, he is immortal.
Ye Long didn't look at Jieyin, but looked up at the sky, as if he was looking at something.
"This world is a bit boring!"
Ye Long said with a light smile.
At this moment, Hongjun's figure loomed above the sky.
I didn't want to show up at first, but the commotion caused by Ye Long's killing the saint was so great that he had to show up at this moment.
"Little friend, why are you doing this?"
"Everyone in Pingmen becomes a fairy, and the heavens are under your jurisdiction. Don't make trouble, can you?"
Hongjun's real body did not appear, although it was just a phantom, but there was endless indifference in his eyes. He stared at Ye Long and asked softly.
These words are not false.
At this moment, Hongjun also couldn't see the aura around Ye Long clearly.
"Feng Shen?"
"I don't think so, I, a disciple of the Pingmen, can't afford it!"
Ye Long smiled lightly.
There was no trace of fear in his eyes.
At this moment, when he looked at Hongjun's aura, he felt so weak.
This is the first time, since the establishment of the dojo, it has really come out.
But at this moment, deep in his heart, he had an inexplicable feeling.
This side of the world is so weak.
These people are so weak.
"What are you talking about, little friend? Let's forget about the matter here, how about it?"
Seeing this, Hongjun Taoist hurriedly opened his mouth. At this moment, he couldn't see through Ye Long in front of him. It was because of Ye Long's favor in the early years and the return of emotional factors. At this moment, he was not willing to play games with Ye Long. .
"What if I say no?"
Ye Long asked back.
The next moment, the palm opened slightly.
Strands of Dao Shenwen began to spread along his body, and the real body of the demon god shined brilliantly.
The infinite dragon, covering the sky and covering the sun.
"Today, there is no need for Mount Sumeru to exist."
After Ye Long finished speaking, his palm moved slightly.
In an instant, the power of the infinite flame in the body was constructed into a long flame sword, which came to the sky of Mount Sumeru.
Stand with hands behind.
Jian Ling stood on top of Mount Sumeru, exuding the aura of Dao Dao.
The length of the sword is only four feet, but with the appearance of the sword, the entire space of Mount Sumeru has become extremely illusory at this moment.
Countless lands began to crumble.
The Buddha's voice collapsed, and thousands of mountains collapsed in an instant.
There was a loud noise,
Zhunti's body was instantly covered by endless flames.
Even the twelfth-grade golden lotus under him showed endless burn marks at this moment, as if they would also be burned by this flame.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"
Zhunti's miserable voice was heart-piercing, miserable and sharp, and shocked the clouds, causing the remaining five saints in the sky to frown slightly.
Because in this kind of divine fire, they also felt the aura that made them afraid.
"Heavenly Dao can revive you, right?"
Ye Long uttered again, this time with a bit of a smile, after people saw it, they couldn't help feeling extremely shocked in their hearts.
"Then I will make you resurrect once and die once!"
Ye Long chuckled lightly.
In his eyes, endless arrogance was born in his eyes.
The resurrection of the Dao of Heaven also takes time and the power of the Dao of Heaven.
Even if he can restore the saint's true body, he also believes that he is definitely not as strong as before. Otherwise, why would these saints keep themselves so peaceful.
As Ye Long's flame sank into Zhun Ti's body.
In the arena, there was a dead silence.
Zhunti's eyes were wide open, and he looked at Ye Long with an expression of disbelief.
He didn't die instantly.
But at this moment, the vitality in his body is constantly burning, not only that, but also, his body is unable to take any action at this moment.
The majestic saint, today, has been nailed into the void in some way.
What he was fixed was not the body, but the soul, the endless soul.
At this moment, all the power of heaven and all the power of life in his body disappeared in an extremely fast manner.
As Ye Long said.
Heaven can resurrect saints.
But here.
When he felt the terrifying death spreading from his body.
His body began to feel a sense of desolation.
facing death.
A dignified saint... Cowardly!
This was the first time he was so close to death, and it was also the first time that he felt the feeling of extinction.
He understands.
You can resurrect yourself.
But he was not reconciled.
He didn't understand how the young man in front of him did it.
When the avatar disappeared and no message was sent back, he faintly felt something was wrong.
But at this moment, when he really felt Ye Long's power, he only had one thought in his mind.
This is definitely not a saint, or rather, not a simple saint.
At this moment, Zhunti's eyes were full of despair.
He knew that he underestimated Ye Long's strength in his own eyes, and underestimated the strength of the most mysterious dojo in the world.
Not only Taoist Zhunti, but also the surrounding saints were also stunned.
With a flame, burn a saint.
Such means are simply unheard of.
What kind of method is this to burn the saint?
Jie Yin stared at Ye Long fiercely, at this moment, the entire Western Sect was facing a formidable enemy.
"I said, I said..."
Taoist Zhunti murmured softly.
However, Ye Long didn't respond at all, just stood there indifferently, looking at him coldly.
"It's no longer necessary!"
Ye Long's voice was as cold as ever.
At this moment, after sweeping his mind and soul, he had already found the location of Xiao Er and the others.
Stretch out.
A ball-like bead was brought in front of him.
The next moment, with a slight movement of the hand, the prison of the formation was broken.
Xiaoer Heibo and Monkey King fell out of it in an instant.
At this moment, above the bodies of the three of them, there is still an endless shroud of Buddha Dharma.
"Shh!"
With a casual movement of Ye Long's hand, the Buddha Dharma entwined with the three of them disappeared without a trace at this moment.
And the emotions of the three of them returned to normal at this moment.
Ye Long looked at the three of them, his eyes were full of doting.
The three of them were fine, they just fell into a kind of deep sleep.
It seems to be experiencing something.
Sometimes his brows were slightly wrinkled, and sometimes his eyes showed horror.
Seeing this, Ye Long frowned slightly.
……
next moment.
Palm together.
Zhunti, who was still howling originally, was completely burned at this moment, turned into nothingness, and disappeared between the heaven and the earth.
In the air, Jie Yin looked at this scene in horror, and there was endless timidity in his eyes.
"You...you killed the saint? You..."
Ye Long glanced at Jieyin, and there was no concern in his eyes.
"If you don't accept it, you can use the power of heaven to suppress me!"
Following Ye Long's words, Jie Yin directly attracted endless power of heaven without the slightest hesitation.
Killing a saint, this is something that Honghuang has never happened since its establishment.
Even if it is calamity, it is not enough to bring down the saint.
But now, this arrogant young man killed the saint in front of so many people.
How could such things not shock them.
This is the fall of a true saint.
Unlike the incarnation, such things are equivalent to touching the bottom line of the way of heaven.
Even if you can't make a move, the way of heaven is bound to kill the person in front of you.
Because the saint is protected by the heaven, he is immortal.
Ye Long didn't look at Jieyin, but looked up at the sky, as if he was looking at something.
"This world is a bit boring!"
Ye Long said with a light smile.
At this moment, Hongjun's figure loomed above the sky.
I didn't want to show up at first, but the commotion caused by Ye Long's killing the saint was so great that he had to show up at this moment.
"Little friend, why are you doing this?"
"Everyone in Pingmen becomes a fairy, and the heavens are under your jurisdiction. Don't make trouble, can you?"
Hongjun's real body did not appear, although it was just a phantom, but there was endless indifference in his eyes. He stared at Ye Long and asked softly.
These words are not false.
At this moment, Hongjun also couldn't see the aura around Ye Long clearly.
"Feng Shen?"
"I don't think so, I, a disciple of the Pingmen, can't afford it!"
Ye Long smiled lightly.
There was no trace of fear in his eyes.
At this moment, when he looked at Hongjun's aura, he felt so weak.
This is the first time, since the establishment of the dojo, it has really come out.
But at this moment, deep in his heart, he had an inexplicable feeling.
This side of the world is so weak.
These people are so weak.
"What are you talking about, little friend? Let's forget about the matter here, how about it?"
Seeing this, Hongjun Taoist hurriedly opened his mouth. At this moment, he couldn't see through Ye Long in front of him. It was because of Ye Long's favor in the early years and the return of emotional factors. At this moment, he was not willing to play games with Ye Long. .
"What if I say no?"
Ye Long asked back.
The next moment, the palm opened slightly.
Strands of Dao Shenwen began to spread along his body, and the real body of the demon god shined brilliantly.
The infinite dragon, covering the sky and covering the sun.
"Today, there is no need for Mount Sumeru to exist."
After Ye Long finished speaking, his palm moved slightly.
In an instant, the power of the infinite flame in the body was constructed into a long flame sword, which came to the sky of Mount Sumeru.
Stand with hands behind.
Jian Ling stood on top of Mount Sumeru, exuding the aura of Dao Dao.
The length of the sword is only four feet, but with the appearance of the sword, the entire space of Mount Sumeru has become extremely illusory at this moment.
Countless lands began to crumble.
The Buddha's voice collapsed, and thousands of mountains collapsed in an instant.
