The moment it appeared, the entire palace was shocked by the lightning that was like a meteor.

It is also like an ancient war spear, traveling through the long river of time to penetrate the future of the young leader.

However, facing such a terrifying scene, the little leader could not see any fear on his face.

He still stood calmly on the blood-colored lake, and just said lightly: "If it weren't for my profound power and my divine body not being able to move rashly, I could chop off your head with one strike of my sword."

The strange saint stood condescendingly on the cliff of the Divine Bridge, with a sneer on his lips.

Everyone can tell big words.

But these are probably the little leader's last words.

"Die!"

As long as he kills himself, the mission will be completed.

The divine light falls.

A vast expanse of white.

It seems like everything is about to collapse.

There was no change in the handsome face under the light, and he could only be heard saying calmly: "Kill him."

The strange saint looked stunned, and his spiritual consciousness burst out and scanned the world.

What he was waiting for was the moment Luo Manping left.

According to the information, except for Luo Manping, all the monks guarding the young leader were not worth mentioning. How could he be so calm at this time?

However, after his spiritual consciousness exploded and his vision was completely cleared, the heart that the strange saint had just mentioned dropped. It turned out that he was worrying too much.

boom!

The divine light of destruction suddenly collapsed.

Even the space has cracks.

The strange saint had already decided to turn around and leave, so he narrowed his eyes.

He did not feel his life disappear.

After the light swept away like sea waves and smoke, a tall figure appeared in front of the little leader. He raised his palm with one hand and received his magical power.

Take a closer look.

All that was left of that arm was black bones.

The bones are like black jade, more like the sacred iron of Jiuyou, which has been tempered and forged for thousands of years before it was shaped into such a military-like body.

The strange Void Refining monk said in a deep voice: "A strange saint?!"

Shen's eyes were fixed on the appearance of the tall figure at the same time.

Although he was dignified, he showed no fear. He was also a virtual saint in the lower three realms, and the opponent used a hard resistance spell to cripple an arm. His combat power dropped by at least 30% in the first battle. His chance of winning was still very high, and the strange saint

We also have to protect the little leader who can't use Xuan Kung, and he can't let go of his hands and feet.

Just when he was thinking about how to take action, something horrifying happened before his eyes.

As if going back in time, the bone-bone arm was covered with blood and flesh, and returned to its original shape in an instant.

Seeing this shock, the strange saint used Escape Light without saying a word or looking back.

Luo Tianfeng shouted: "Keep him!"

The red-haired main soul suddenly waved his arms, and two rays of blood suddenly blocked the direction of the strange saint.

Under the gaze of the strange saint, the two bloody lights gradually turned into two figures.

Seven feet tall, with red hair on top.

There is no difference from the saint who took action.

Three flower dharma body.

It is also called by Tu Shanjun that one qi transforms the three qing dynasties.

He still likes the latter title, this Taoist title with full charm.

I wish everyone a happy May Day holiday.

Second update, late.
Chapter completed!