Chapter 574 The Immortal Arrives
A saint was killed instantly by Xiao Yun, not only the people around were shocked, Xiao Yun was also a little surprised.
He never dared to underestimate the saint, so he just used all his strength and used the trump card sword soul.
It can be said that he has directly burst out all his strength.
But he didn't expect that this saint was so weak and was killed by him in seconds.
"It seems that the strength of this saint is not strong!" Xiao Yun thought secretly.
Saints are also divided into strong and weak. After all, their talents are different, and their strength after being promoted to saints will naturally be different.
If Xiao Yun is promoted to a saint, his strength is estimated to be able to defeat the great saint.
"Too strong."
"He is only in the extraordinary realm, but he killed a saint in seconds."
"Even the 'first generation' of the human emperor family is not so strong!"
"Who is this person?"
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Everyone in the city was shocked, and many people looked at Xiao Yun with fear in their eyes. Such a peerless genius is simply unprecedented.
Even the 'first generation' of the descendants of the demon queen does not have such strength.
It is not uncommon to see geniuses who can defeat or even kill saints, but they must have at least the cultivation of the heavenly realm.
However, Xiao Yun killed a saint in the extraordinary realm, and it was a second kill, which was too difficult.
"Who are you? With such a talent, you can't be an unknown person!"
An angry shout came.
When several immortal saints who came over looked at Xiao Yun, their disdain at the beginning suddenly changed, and their eyes were full of solemnity and shock.
"Boom!"
Xiao Yun swept towards several saints, without speaking, with a cold face, he continued to urge the sword soul to sweep across.
The sword soul seemed to be integrated with this world, absorbing countless spiritual energy around the world, relying on the great trend of the world, and bursting out a terrifying sword light with the supreme sword way, as if it could tear the nine heavens and ten earths apart.
Several saints retreated in horror, trying to dodge, and did not dare to take such an attack head-on.
However, the sword soul grew bigger and bigger, and the sword light beyond imagination swept across. The powerful force solidified the void, and the majestic sword intent ravaged the whole world.
Xiao Yun took a step forward, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of several saints. He urged the sword soul to press down, and it was as if the sky collapsed, and the sword energy rushed up to the sky.
The eternal blue sky seemed to collapse at this moment, and countless sword energy and sword light enveloped the entire void. This scene was too terrifying.
The terrifying power directly shattered the void, and a huge black hole appeared above the immortals’ residence, swallowing several screaming saints.
When everyone saw this scene, their faces all changed. Just now, they killed a saint in seconds, and now they killed several saints in seconds. Is this strength really a supernatural realm?
It’s too exaggerated!
“Was the Emperor of Heaven so strong back then?”
Some people thought of the invincible ‘Emperor of Heaven’ of the human race. They felt that the ‘Emperor of Heaven’ was probably not so strong when he was in the supernatural realm.
"Stop talking nonsense, and summon the immortals to come!"
"We are no match for him at all, we can only ask the immortals to punish him!"
"Going against the immortals, going against the will of heaven, no matter how strong he is, he can't be stronger than the immortals!"
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Some people in the city shouted.
Some saints in the back felt the fall of several saint companions, and no longer dared to underestimate Xiao Yun. They all stayed where they were, pinched the mysterious seal, communicated with the vast world in the dark, and summoned the immortals to come here.
Seeing this, Xiao Yun stopped temporarily. He really wanted to see if these people summoned the immortals to come, whether they were summoning real immortals, or just like the Nine Heavens Mysterious Woman, only a trace of the soul of the great power of the prehistoric world came down.
However, there are no gods here, and those great powers of the prehistoric world should not be able to descend a trace of their souls.
"Boom!"
Just as Xiao Yun was watching, a milky white light column descended from the depths of the sky, as if it connected the nine heavens and reached the nine netherworlds.
The white light column absorbed countless spiritual energy around it, becoming larger and larger, gradually enveloping many people in the city.
Many immortal cultivators sat cross-legged, pinched seals, and chanted incantations in a low voice.
Faintly, Xiao Yun saw a figure about to take shape in the white light column.
Unlike those gods, this is a real immortal coming.
An immortal from the prehistoric world.
Xiao Yun's eyes condensed. Can the immortals from the prehistoric world already set foot in this world?
No, there should be restrictions. The more powerful the immortals are, the less likely they are to come here. Otherwise, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Woman would not have cut herself with a knife before a trace of her soul descended.
However, he is not the Human Emperor or the Human King Supreme. Even if he faces some low-level immortals, he may not be their opponent.
But Xiao Yun did not retreat. He still has a trump card.
Before the Five Clans Battlefield was opened, he had already entered the extreme realm of the extraordinary realm and could summon the heavenly tribulation to kill the enemy at any time.
Even if it is a prehistoric immortal, as long as it is not much stronger than him, he can kill it.
"Is this the unknown world?"
"Such a rich spiritual energy, no worse than our prehistoric world."
"If I can rule the faith of this world, I can become a saint!"
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In the white light column, a slender figure walked out, emitting a holy light, extraordinary and ethereal, with immortal spirit.
This is a young man, he glanced at the immortals' residence, and then looked at Xiao Yun, his eyes seemed to have endless divine light flowing, very extraordinary.
There was a surging mana in his body, like the raging waves in the sea, extremely terrifying.
"Interesting, you, a mortal, can actually kill several real immortals, but I am a celestial immortal, equivalent to the great saint in your world. You are not my opponent, so why not submit to me and I will grant you the immortal position in the future."
The immortal looked down at Xiao Yun from above, not taking Xiao Yun seriously, with an attitude of being in control.
"Are you an immortal from the Heavenly Court?" Xiao Yun asked.
The immortal looked at Xiao Yun with a little surprise, nodded and said, "You actually know the Heavenly Court, yes, I am an immortal general under the seat of the Giant Spirit God in the Heavenly Court."
"Then you must have been beaten by the monkey back then!" Xiao Yun said jokingly.
The immortal was stunned, and then some bad memories emerged in his mind, and his face suddenly darkened.
Who hasn't been beaten by the monkey when he made a fuss in the Heavenly Court?
However, now the monkey is too strong, even the Buddha was beaten to death by him, who dares to offend him?
"Ant, you are looking for death!" The immortal was angry, and a terrifying wave of air swept over, shaking the void.
Xiao Yun taunted: "You have been beaten by a monkey!"
"You have been beaten by a monkey!"
"You have been beaten by a monkey!"
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The immortal was completely furious, and he slammed his palm, and endless mana flowed in his palm, running along an inexplicable trajectory, flowing with the laws of heaven and earth, turning into strands of immortal light, first like drizzle, and then like the Yangtze River, magnificent.
Endless mana turned into a galaxy, and all the creatures in the sky were floating in it, and they came towards Xiao Yun to suppress him.
"Frenzy!"
"Cut the sky!"
Xiao Yun did not dare to underestimate this immortal, and immediately entered the 'frenzy' state, urging the sword spirit again, and slashed towards the opponent.
With one sword, the world in front of him was torn apart.
