Chapter 399 He turned his back on everyone, as if he was turning his back on all living things

Chapter 399 Turning your back on everyone, it seems like you are turning your back on the world

The outside world.

Three figures walked out of the darkness and stepped into the void. The aura of their bodies was released in an instant, and the void collapsed, the ground was broken, and the terrifying pressure crushed down mercilessly.

The aura of the three was like an abyss, and the divine power was like a prison, covering the sky. Each of them stood like an old true god, and the terrible pressure spread out, oppressing the area for thousands of miles.

"Bang!"

The ground collapsed downwards in an instant, splitting into a canyon and abyss thousands of feet deep.

"My God, Ghost Saint!"

"Hiss! There's also the Bloody Saint!"

"Look, not only the two of you, but even the Azure Sword Saint is here!"

Many people looked outside in shock, and saw three figures walking in the void. Each of them was a saint of the descent, with quasi-saint cultivation. The aura they exuded was like a landslide or a tsunami, and could easily send souls to hell.

Three saints of the descent appeared at the same time, and heart-wrenching screams instantly rang out in the silent night. People knew that even if there were only three saints, even if only one saint came, this place would be broken into pieces and turned into ruins.

But now three of them came at once.

Can the saint soldiers still hold on?

"Hiss!"

In the pavilion, Zhou Jing shuddered fiercely, his hands and feet were out of control, trembling under this pressure, his face pale as dirt.

The Lord of the Netherworld also took a breath of cold air, and looked at it with rapid breathing. When he saw the three modern saints bursting out of the void, his face was horrified and his heart jumped out of his throat.

"These three saints!"

"All have extremely strong physiques!"

"On the day of judgment at the end of the last era, they fought the Terminator with strong physiques. After the failure, they cut off one of their own bodies to seal the origin and escaped the reckoning. It was terrible!" The Lord of the Netherworld trembled and prayed: "I hope you can exert your original strength, but..."

There are also people who look up to the sky and pray, hoping that the three plunderers cannot exert their original strength.

Let's talk about the strength of the three saints first. Just being able to escape from the Terminator three times is enough to prove their own terror, but the loss of strength after killing one of them is also terrible. They should have burst out their complete saintly cultivation at present, but even if they burst out their original strength, the three of them together are enough to destroy the world.

Although the holy soldiers are precious.

But can they still defend with the arrival of the three saints?

Huang Jiulong was terrified. The Lord of the Netherworld was gone, so how could he expect transparency?

All the people in the other rooms were breathing rapidly, their hearts were beating hundreds of times faster, and they felt their brains were blank, as if they knew they were going to die, and the fear of the coming death occupied their sea of ​​consciousness.

Only Yu Yanyu on the fifth floor was not panicked at all.

Dare to hijack the holy soldiers?

It's just courting death!

As for Su Changge, he hurriedly drank a sip of tea, then waved his sleeves lightly and said, "Things are finally getting interesting."

Under the blood moon, Ghost Saint, Bloodbath Saint, and Azure Sword Saint all looked at the scene in the attic below. Their eyes were piercing through, and they raised their mouth corners and looked contemptuous and indifferent, as if they were looking at lambs to be slaughtered, with a sneer on their lips.

They all said, "A chicken dares to escort the holy soldiers? You are tired of living!"

The ghost saint's gloomy eyes swept through the attic, and his eyes went straight through, and he saw Su Changge's holy soldiers. Although the holy soldiers were good, only the strong could escort them. Such a weak chicken was worthy of the title of escort, and he was still drinking tea with a calm expression. He really didn't know how to write the word death!

"Ignorant people!" The Bloodbathed Saint cursed angrily, and a bloody halberd suddenly appeared in his hand, ready to start killing. This is the Holy Halberd of Fighting, which is stained with holy blood and famous. Who knows how much holy blood it will absorb on the day of reckoning.

The Qingcang Sword Saint holds a blood-drinking sword, which can absorb the blood of all the world to nourish itself. Fighting to nourish fighting, fighting to death, now he waved his hand casually, and a breath of air broke the sky on the spot, the ground collapsed, and the terrible power of the holy realm swept the earth.

Attic.

Everyone was terrified, their eyes were solemn, and their hearts were shocked. The three saints were so terrifying. Even if His Highness was so terrifying, he had no chance of winning against the three saints. Now I just hope that they can exert their original strength and delay until reinforcements arrive.

Someone was burning a signal to ask for help.

Suddenly.

A figure in white was seen escaping into the air, stepping on nothingness, and lightly appearing in front of everyone.

Turning his back to everyone.

As if turning his back to the common people.

Holding a mottled sword, a surging momentum burst out, and his clothes fluttered in the wind, as if a dazzling and unparalleled supreme being of the past had broken through the chains of the long river of time and space, and at this moment, ascended to the world.