Luo Xuanji stood in the Heavenly Emperor Killing Formation. At the moment when the Heavenly Emperor Killing Formation was activated, her skin was covered with goose bumps in an instant, and a terrifying pressure came, making her breathless.

"Is this... magic array?"

The three ancient saints were all shocked. Even they had a creepy feeling that things were not very good.

"Boom!"

The nearby space was twisted, and a fairy light fell. Ye Cheng stood in the middle of the Heavenly Emperor's killing formation. Countless patterns lit up and rumbling, and used the art of attack to attack the three saints.

"I'm looking for death, thinking that setting up a magic circle will trap us?"

The ancient saint Yuanhun of the Yaksha clan snorted coldly and sacrificed a black sledgehammer. This was his holy-level Taoist soldier. As soon as this hammer was released, the holy power filled the surrounding space, making the nearby space crackle.

"when!"

The sound wave penetrated the void and exploded like a muffled thunder, causing many spaceships in the formation to shake for a while, which was very unstable. The people in the spaceship staggered and almost fell.

This is a holy-level powerful man holding a holy weapon. Fortunately, this is in the universe. If it is on the ground, the land around a hundred miles will be sunk!

"This is the holy power, so terrifying!"

Everyone in the spaceship was terrified to find that Yuanhun was unable to break through the fairy light with a blow from the holy-level Taoist soldier. Everyone was stunned and felt incredible.

"this……"

They stared at the eyes and could not comment. When it comes to this kind of field, unless they are a saint-level powerful man, ordinary monks can only watch the fun and cannot participate.

Yuanhun's face was serious. His bat wings were already blooming at this moment, and he was gently swaying. Between his demon wings, there was a black lightning surge, as if a wire was short-circuited.

"This formation is strange, which makes me frightened." The ancient saint of the human race spoke.

Gan Sha sneered and said proudly: "So what? Can this Chinese man still use this formation to kill the three of us?"

The ancient saint of the human race darkened. Although the Tianlang clan was brave and his body was tempered to the extreme, he could be comparable to a saint-level Taoist soldier, but his IQ was obviously not enough. He suffered a great loss when he fought with Ye Cheng just now, but he didn't know how to reflect.

"Brother Greedy, don't be careless. This formation is not simple. The surging colorful light makes me feel very uncomfortable. If one is not good, maybe I will really fall here!" Yuanhun said seriously.

"What?"

Hearing this, the Ancient Saint of the Tianlang clan's greedy killing changed slightly, and he looked at the nearby fairy light incredibly.

"Swoosh!"

At this moment, Ye Cheng raised his hand and a colorful fairy light fell, like the eternal sunset, colorful, and beautiful, but actually hidden murderous intent.

"puff!"

The target was the ancient saint of the Tianlang clan. After this fairy light fell, it was extremely fast and slashed into the chest of the ancient saint of the saint of the saint of the saint. If it weren't for his hard bones, a divine light burst out, blocking the fairy light to continue slashing down, he might be cut in half by the direct fairy light.

Even so, the body of the ancient sage, Gengkangkows was still broken, leaving only the spine and necklace, and the intestines were broken, gushing out of the wound, which was shocking.

"impossible!"

Everyone outside the Heavenly Emperor's killing formation stayed in place, like a wooden carving and petrified, and their chins fell to the ground.

Someone said tremblingly: "Who is this immortal light from? It can actually cut open the holy-level body?"

"It's so terrifying, where is the prophet from Taiyi Holy Land?" A leader of the Nascent Soul Cult was cold all over, looking for the prophet.

Not only him, but other monks are also looking for this person, because they found that the prophet's words might come true.

Soon, the prophet was found, his face was pale, his body was trembling, blood and tears flowed out from his eyes, flowing through his cheeks, looking very scary.

"The prophet of Taiyi Holy Land, tell us quickly, what did you see?" A late-stage leader of the Nascent Soul asked nervously.

The prophet was chilling all over, his lips were trembling slightly, and his hands and feet were shaking violently. Everyone surrounded him, which aggravated his nervousness. He spoke in horror: "I saw... the endless fairy light, very terrifying. There was a man standing in the center of the fairy light, and he was like the Emperor of Heaven... "

Hearing this, everyone frowned slightly. Isn’t the magic circle in front of them enveloped by the fairy light?

The Chinese man was standing in the center of the magic circle at this moment and it was completely fulfilled.

"What about the final result?" Everyone asked nervously, all holding their breath.

The prophet was almost crying, and tears mixed with blood and tears flowed out like a spring. He kept shaking his head and said in horror: "I don't know... I dare not say..."

"Say! We won't blame you!"

The prophet's performance further aggravated the curiosity of the monks and couldn't help but comfort him. A half-saint even came forward in person and took out a precious pill to surrender the prophet. At the same time, a stream of essence was injected into the prophet's body, making him no longer so scared.

The prophet was indeed much better and no longer trembled, but his face was still pale and powerful. After a long time of silence, he said quietly: "I saw the blood and bones of the saints flying all over the sky, and the three ancient saints were bloody in the starry sky... it seemed...beheaded!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was silent, and the sound of falling from the ground could be heard.

"hiss!"

Suddenly, everyone reacted and took a breath of cold air in unison, looking at each other, their scalp was numb and their whole body was cold.

If the three saints really stumbled into the starry sky, things would be a big deal!

...

At this time, after the ancient saint of Greedy Killing was cut in half, he roared, and his flesh and blood were recovering quickly, but he was frightened to find that among these fairy lights, he was blocking his physical body's recovery with mysterious terrifying power. Although it was not completely blocked, his recovery speed was much slower. He could recover in an instant with the Tianlang clan's recovery ability that was against the will of heaven.

But now, it took thirty breaths to kill the ancient saint to merge with flesh and blood as before, and it was thirty times slower than before.

"Be careful, these colorful glows have problems. If the body is touched, it will be injured and will be cut off. Moreover, the recovery ability will be greatly reduced and it will not be able to recover in an instant. If you are hit a few more times, you may be killed!"

The ancient sage shouted loudly, and he could no longer be as calm as he was at the beginning. What the Tianlang clan is most proud of is this body, its heaven-defying recovery ability, comparable to the strength of a holy soldier. Therefore, when facing the enemy, he can even fight against existences of the same level, and even fight against three.

Now, these fairy lights are too weird. They not only have amazing lethality, but also have the ability to block and recover. If they are hit by those fairy lights continuously, even if they kill the ancient saint himself, they may fall here!

"Be careful, avoid those fairy lights and take this person's life directly!"

The ancient saint of the human race spoke, his eyes were sharp and his tone was cold. As long as he killed Ye Cheng, the Chinese race, everything would be solved.

"kill!"

The Yuanhun of the Yaksha tribe shouted violently, holding a sky hammer in his hand, the holy power spread, and the bat wings behind him suddenly shook, taking the initiative to act as a pioneer and kill Ye Cheng.

"Swoosh!"

The ancient saint of the human race also sacrificed an immortal sword. The sword was three feet and three points, and the cold air was soaring. In an instant, the sword light suddenly surged, and it was powerful to cut down the Huashan Mountain. It was cut down and could cross the sky.

"Aowoo!"

The ancient saint of the Tianlang clan, Greedy Kill, turned into its original form. A huge Tianlang appeared, stepped on the void and rushed towards him, like a war drum, rumbling, making the eardrum hurt.

The three ancient saints can break the sky with the same action!

Ye Cheng stood there, his hands outlining the void, mobilizing the colorful fairy lights to attack the Three Saints. Each fairy light looked like a blue and yellow spring. It looked beautiful, but even more terrifying.

"Bang!"

The ancient saint of Yaksha clan rushed in front, and he was the first to be hit. A fairy light fell and he fought back with the sky hammer in his hand.

"when!"

It was like the sound of the yellow bell, the universe trembled violently, and the void nearby exploded. All the people watching the battle in the distance were shocked. If they appeared in the field, they would be torn apart by the aftermath of the explosion!

"Sharp!"

The Yuanhun of the Yaksha clan's ancient saint became more and more fierce as the battle was fought. His sky hammer was very extraordinary, and it burst out with a sacred light, which could split some of the fairy light. As it approached Ye Cheng, the ancient saint of the Tianlang clan was very embarrassed, and wounds were constantly appearing on his body. Due to the unique ability of the fairy light, he healed very slowly. Within a quarter of an hour, many wounds appeared on his body.

The ancient saint of the human race held a three-foot-three-point fairy sword, and slashed the holy-level sword energy, and finally pressed the formation.

In this way, Ye Cheng alone faced the three ancient saints, which was astonishingly terrifying.

"Bang!"

The immortal light kept falling, and the Yuanhun of the Yaksha clan kept resisting it with the sky hammer in his hand. Various colorful lights suddenly appeared, and a terrifying aura kept coming from the Heavenly Emperor's killing formation.

The battle reached a fierce point, and the Heavenly Emperor's killing formation was in chaos. The situation in the field could not be seen clearly in the distance. Some of the Nascent Soul-level leaders relied on their masters to be brave and claimed to have many means. They drove the aircraft to approach the front, but before they could get too close, a terrifying wave of energy came.

Aftermath suddenly appears in the Heavenly Emperor’s killing formation!

"Bang!"

More than a dozen aircraft exploded, and the body of the Nascent Soul-level monks inside turned into pieces. Even the Nascent Soul had no time to rush out and fell in an instant.

When the people behind saw this scene, they were all frightened and retreated quickly. Even if they couldn't see clearly the situation in the field, they would not take a step forward.

No matter how curious they are, they will not joke about their lives.

At the same time, the ancient saint Yuanhun of Yaksha clan finally could not bear it anymore. His sky hammer was covered with spider web patterns. If it weren't for a holy-level force that persisted, it would have exploded long ago.

"Click!"

Finally, a fairy light fell, and the divine light burst out, and the holy-level Taoist soldiers of the ancient saint of Yuanhun exploded, turning into fragments all over the sky and flew around.

"Um!"

The Yuanhun of the Yaksha tribe groaned, his face paled slightly, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The ancient saint of Greedy Killing on the other side was covered with wounds, the holy blood was flowing, and the blood spilled in the void. There was no good flesh on his body, and many white bones were exposed, which was shocking.

The ancient saint of the human race was in a much better condition, but his face had become extremely ugly. The three of them took action together and could not approach Ye Cheng at all. It was so shocking!

Not far away, Luo Xuanji stood on a meteorite. She was in the Heavenly Emperor Killing Formation and witnessed everything in front of her, so the shock in her heart was the strongest. If she couldn't help but be amazed, Ye Cheng's every move was really amazing!

‘Those sons of the immortal gate, the holy land, are like grains of rice and the bright moon compared to him!’ In Luo Xuanji’s beautiful eyes, there is a brilliance.

Ye Cheng stood on the meteorite, the center of the Heavenly Emperor's killing formation, raised his hand gently, and the ancient well was driving endless fairy light to attack the three saints.

In the past ten days, Ye Cheng has consumed dozens of cubic meters of source, and all the remaining sources have been placed in the Heavenly Emperor Killing Formation by Ye Cheng, which is enough to support him to kill ten more saints!
To be continued...