The powerful man from the Holy Palace in South China shouted: "You can't give him time and let him raise his sword again, otherwise it would be a disaster. It is unlikely to capture it alive with one hand. Just kill it on the spot. Those millions of holy swords are enough to make our trip worth it!"

"Okay!" Someone nodded and captured Xuanyuan Hao alive, which seemed unlikely at the moment.

Since you cannot be captured alive, you will be killed.

Buzz ~

After a moment, the saints once again stepped out of the air. Now they had no worries. The purpose was to kill Xuanyuan Hao, rather than capture it alive. Boom Boom~ Suddenly, the void collapsed and the holy power rolled. The next second, one after another, the sky palm prints were pressing towards Xuanyuan Hao with the pressure of killing everything.

"Hmph!" Xuanyuan Hao groaned, raised his head and glanced at hundreds of powerful people in the void, with a stern killing in his eyes. He shouted: "Let me have a sword!"

Buzz ~

The wind was howling, and a stream of sword power burst out from the giant sword that was rising from the ground. It seemed as Xuanyuan Hao said, borrowing his sword, soon, in the sky above Xuanyuan Hao, the sword power rolled, and there were ten thousand feet of sword lights standing on the void. Xuanyuan Hao stepped on his footsteps, and the ten thousand feet of sword lights were suppressed in the air.

"What!" Seeing this, the powerful people from all the holy lands were shocked, and their bodies soared into the sky. However, the people covered by sword light collapsed into the void, fifteen corpses, and almost all the dead were powerful people from the Holy Palace in the South China Sea.

Such a scene made the people in the South China Sea look ugly.

More than 300 saints have been killed by Xuanyuan Hao so far, and the remaining less than 230 people are, which is terrifying.

"Kill!" At this moment, several saints stepped on the air, their arms were spreading to the sky, sweeping towards Xuanyuan Hao's hundred-foot body. Xuanyuan Hao raised his eyes and snorted coldly: "City sacrifice!"

Wow~

As soon as this was said, the ancient city rose from the sky and hit the Mitian palm print that was killing. After the loud bang, the arms of several saints exploded one after another, screaming one by one. Before they could repair the explosive arms, their bodies were crushed by the ancient city, and all their bodies were covered.

"Before I die, who will you assign the ancient city to? Who can block my power?" Xuanyuan Hao stood above the ancient city, his eyes swept at the nine sacred land powerhouses, his voice was loud and he came into the sky, shaking violently into the eardrums of many people.

"Don't be proud!" An old man from the Holy Palace in the South China Sea shouted. Just now, most of them were from the Holy Palace in the South China Sea. Suddenly, the powerful man from the Holy Palace in the South China Sea stood up in the sky. An ant used the power of a city to kill so many people. If he could continue to live, where would the face of the nine holy places be put?

Then, the saint stretched out his big hand, the holy power roared, and his palm seal fell into the sky, and he killed Xuanyuan Hao.

"Hmph!" Xuanyuan Hao snorted coldly, and the holy light flowed all over his body, with a faint expression. A storm swept up, and a city was crushing towards the saint who took action, and the world trembled.

Boom ~

A loud noise came out, and the old man's palm suppressed the city tower, but every brick in the entire city was a holy weapon. Even if he faced the holy palm, it was still unharmed. Then, the ancient city in the sky pressed down on the old man, and the thunder power under the city rolled, crushing everything.

"Die!" A cold voice spit out from Xuanyuan Hao's mouth. When the ancient city fell, the saint screamed and was killed.

"Kill him!" The powerful man from the Sumeru Temple snorted coldly, and the sound of the Sanskrit in the void was lingering. It is not difficult to see from this that the Sumeru Temple is a place of endless Buddhism, but who has the Buddha in the Sumeru Temple?

Buzz ~

In the void, a huge Buddha character stood with golden light. Then, the Buddha character was oppressed towards Xuanyuan Hao. The Buddha Dharma was boundless and he saved everything. Xuanyuan Hao felt as if a mountain of five elements was pressing on his body.

"What qualifications do you have to practice Buddhism with such a despicable person?" Xuanyuan Hao snorted coldly, and a terrifying Buddha stood behind him, with terrible swastikas flowing around him, and the golden light was shining brightly.

"Supreat!" Xuanyuan Hao spoke coldly, endless swastikas burst out, boom boom boom~ The word "Buddha" that was pressing was divided into pieces. Xuanyuan Hao was under the Buddha, like an ancient Buddha, with endless Buddhism, and golden light entered the void.

"Vajra Seal!" Xuanyuan Hao snorted coldly, and the Buddha in the void slowly stretched out his big hand. A swastika was blooming with dazzling golden light on the palm print. The Vajra Seal carried the power of controlling the heaven and earth and slapped at the people in the Sumeru Temple.

Bang bang bang ~

In an instant, two people cracked under the Vajra Palm Seal, and their palm seals were like a mountain, and they continued to suppress them, making the other strong men in the Sumeru Temple dare not resist and leave in the air.

Xuanyuan Hao, who did not use the power of the ancient city, could also destroy the saints.

"You... are you already a saint?" The powerful man from the Sumeru Temple looked ugly. As soon as these words came out, the expressions of other people in the temple also became more exciting, and Xuanyuan Hao did not respond.

I saw him, the powerful man from the Sumeru Temple, continued to speak: "Impossible, if you become a saint, how could you not have a heavenly disaster?"

They have been guarding the ancient city for five years, but they have not seen any holy tribulation falling on the ancient city. But just now, Xuanyuan Hao destroyed the saint with one palm. Who can do more except the saint?

Saint?

The people watching from afar were also trembling in their hearts. They knew very well that five years ago, Xuanyuan Hao was just a flawless ant, but five years later, it was indeed a saint. Who can see this speed of cultivation in the world?

However, after thinking about it, I felt relieved. Didn’t Zhu Qiong and Lan Biyao, the ancient city and his party be promoted to the title level within five years?

It seems that Xuanyuan Hao, who controls the ancient city, is not that strange.

"Kill!" Xuanyuan Hao roared, and the Buddha's light was so bright that it had turned into a golden color on the void. The huge sword in his hand spanned the heavens and crushed it. Everyone in the nine holy lands roared.

However, wherever the giant sword passed, everything was destroyed. In a moment, many saints fell under the power of his sword.

Now, there are less than 200 people in the nine holy places.

What a huge number of eliminations.

Three hundred saints are less than two hundred.

After so many years, the nine holy lands have not suffered such great losses.

"How much power do you have to activate the ancient city!" Ji Sheng, who was in the holy land, snorted coldly: "When the nine powerful people in the holy land work together, they will definitely be able to kill this son!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the powerful people from all the holy land nodded one after another. There was no other way except this method.

In an instant, nearly two hundred saints emerged from the air at the same time. Each of them was a hundred meters tall, like a giant in the sky. Such a huge saint legion was enough to destroy the world.

Soon, Xuanyuan Hao felt that the heavy holy power was pressing on him, and the dark clouds in the void roared endlessly. His loud noise had already been cut down, and for a moment, he could not lift it.
Chapter completed!