Although he was not satisfied with it, when his eyes looked at Haotian and others, he showed a cat-catching mouse-like smile, "Heaven? Hehe, it's a bit interesting. Although that Dao Chen is very strange, do you really think that with your group of quasi-saint powerful men, can you threaten a saint?"

At this time, Haotian snorted coldly, "Hmph, the saint is immortal, you can't do it. You just have the strength of a saint, but you don't have the realm of a saint."

"You are at most a powerful person in the holy realm, and your strength is limited after all."

Hearing Haotian say this, Shui Ling's eyes showed a cruel look, "A little quasi-saint, who is so disdainful of the saint, so what if I am just a holy realm? I just can't be resurrected infinitely, but it's still easy for me to kill you."

As he spoke, his body disappeared from the spot like a afterimage.

Seeing this scene, Haotian's face changed drastically.

If this guy takes action, he must have taken action against him first.

He is the most dangerous here.

Haotian retreated quickly and retreated into the crowd.

At this moment, the attack of Shui Ling came instantly and hit Haotian's original position.

A terrifying wave of water drowns, and even the space ripples.

He is worthy of being a saint, a terrible attack.

Shui Ling was surprised and said, "It's a good reaction!"

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Haotian's forehead.

He almost disappeared.

Even he is so thrilling, how can these people defeat the saints?

Everyone was shaken and began to gather wildly, as if only in this way could they resist the fear in their hearts.

Among the crowd, Fuxi looked at Shui Ling in surprise. There was no doubt that this guy was strong.

But for some reason, Fuxi actually felt a magic power in him.

That is the power that only demons should have.

Why does a saint have the power of a demon?

When he looked at the corpses of the Naga demons all over the ground, he suddenly realized.

Yes, he recovered from the Naga Demons.

If he deals with a saint, he has no choice but to deal with the demons.

And it seems that these guys should not be able to deal with the guys in front of you.

After all, he is the strength of a saint, and he shows his strength far beyond that of a quasi-saint as soon as he takes action.

"Is this the prompt Daochen gave me?"

Fuxi thought of the human race, and the holy monk Jin Chanzi was coming. Perhaps at that time, the guy in front of him was no problem at all.

In fact, even now, Fuxi still has a way to deal with him, and other forces may not cause harm to the saints.

But if he had magic power in his body, he might be able to deal with him.

The lucky golden dragon of the human race has a very powerful effect on the demon race.

Not only can it resist the invasion of demonic energy, but for the Human Emperor, it can also use the luck of the Golden Dragon to cause a devastating blow to the demon clan.

Of course, this ability is limited to the Human Emperor.

Thinking of this, Fuxi also felt a little confident.

Finally, there is no need to be uneasy.

At this time, almost no one could control the water spirit. He was like a psychopath, and in the quasi-saint team of heaven, there were crazy killers.

With his saint's strength, he almost crushed these quasi-saints, but he also had weaknesses. After all, he had just recovered from the saint and was not coordinated enough in the operation of his body.

Moreover, from time to time, Melo Tianyi would come out to cause trouble and occupy his body for no reason. As the master, he naturally did not want to.

He was frantically looking for various ways to regain control of his body.

Melo Tianyi's actions naturally made Shui Ling unable to exert all her strength.

His movements are sometimes extremely inconsistent, and he wants to move his left foot, but his right foot cannot move.

So he was like a madman, sometimes laughing wildly, sometimes crying in pain, sometimes covering his face and crying, sometimes giggling.

Haotian and others finally knew that their strength would definitely not be able to beat him.

"The emperors of the four directions, dragon kings of the four seas, nine stars and seven stars, five elders, gather, set up the starry sky to protect the formation."

At this time, you can only find a way to survive first.

Escape is impossible. With the strength of his saint, as long as he escapes, he will die, and no one can escape.

There is no place for them to be there in the prehistoric world.

A group of strong men from the peak of the quasi-saint gathered together instantly.

They also cooperated a little, and did not think much about it. They each reached their respective positions and immediately started to arrange the formation.

A large array will soon take shape.

Shui Ling looked at the formation in front of her in surprise.

"It's actually a saint formation. You can't even have such a large formation. It seems that it's not easy to hit it easily this time."

"Hehe, but you can only protect yourself. Have you all given up?"

"What a cruel and selfish guy. Since that's the case, I'm not polite. These blood foods are mine and no one can take them away."

"I'm welcome, you guys do whatever you want!"

This Shui Ling actually gave up on them and allowed them to set up a formation to defend.

He rushed directly into the remaining crowd.

A group of quasi-saints were like lambs, and they were allowed to slaughter.

The team of heaven was stunned.

Everyone began to flee wildly. Anyway, these strong men attracted the attention of this guy. How far they could escape!

Fuxi did not escape, he just hid far away, and he was always paying attention to the battlefield.

These guys from Kyushu Shidao were very quiet at this time, and they just followed him and didn't dare to say anything.

Although I don’t know what Marshal Fulong is doing, escaping at this time may be a dead end. Since that’s the case, it’s better to follow Marshal Fulong.

Fuxi didn't care. He was still very satisfied with the fact that he was able to gain so many strong people this time.

Soon, Fuxi saw that the quasi-saints in the heavenly court were swallowed up by him.

This guy actually swallowed all the flesh and blood of those guys in front of them.

He himself is the Chaos Demon God, and sucking flesh and blood can instantly strengthen his power.

This guy has no scruples and no ethics. In his eyes, these things are very ordinary things.

Everyone who watched this scene was extremely disgusting. Seeing the people they were familiar with were sucked into mummies step by step, this experience was not beautiful.

At this moment, Haotian and others finally couldn't hold it in.

"What should I do? This guy is so cruel. We will be broken sooner or later."

"The Demon Emperor mistook me. If it weren't for the Demon Emperor, how could we become like this?"

"Damn it, the abominable demon king, why didn't he destroy him?"
Chapter completed!