The First Immortal of the Heavens

The West Holy City is very quiet, which can be described as dead silence.

Just now, Jin Shengtian, who was still wild and unruly, wanted to destroy the publicity and the sacred place of falling stars. He said seven surprises in one breath, and shocked everyone. In such a blink of an eye, the Jin Shengtian became a corpse, which is really a contrast between front and back. It is too big for many people to react at a time.

Even the people of Taixu Dynasty never expected this to happen.

They know how powerful Jin Shengtian is now, Qi Jue Zhen Yuan, Seven Questions, Boundlessness, Eucharist, blood return to ancestors, all signs indicate that Jin Shengtian has officially aspired to the throne of the first person among the 30 geniuses in the West Desert, no one can compare. Even if Zhang Yang is the God of War in Southern Xinjiang, then Jin Shengtian is definitely the God of War in the West Desert. Even if it is not Jin Shengtian's second killing of Zhang Yang, it should be the process of even being evenly matched. How can I think of Jin Shengtian being killed instantly.

Too many people are in a trance.

The publicity voice was not loud, and through his Dao Zhenyuan, the voice echoed over the West Holy City, echoing for a long time.

As a result, a person walked out of the West Holy City, stepping into the sky, walking in the void, and strolling in the courtyard, without the slightest influence from the death of Jin Shengtian.

Because he was the young man who accompanied Jin Shengtian to grab the essence of the Xianyang Stone at the beginning, and he was also the one for the Emperor.

Now, Taihuang Yuanshen has come.

He is Taihuang!

Seeing him, all the young and old of the Taixu Dynasty, no matter who they were, all of a sudden stabilized their minds, awakened from the blow of Jin Shengtian's instant kill, and knelt down one after another.

"Ancestor!"

"The ancestor of the emperor!"

"Knock to see the arrival of the Supreme Ancestor!"

The voice resounded through the sky, and the trembling West Holy City was shaking violently inside and outside.

The name of the Emperor is not only the eternal night history that gloriously shines on the West Desert, but even in the eternal night history of the vast world, this name is very resounding, and it is a great man who truly deterred an era.

His appearance caused a sensation among onlookers.

Taihuang walked indifferently, reaching the east gate of West Holy City, standing where Jin Shengtian had just stood.

"This empress has thousands of generations, and Jin Shengtian can be called the first." The appearance of the emperor is naturally different from the one that has appeared before. This is the appearance of robbing the body, but the eyes are exactly the same, disregarding life. It’s me alone, he said coldly, "If you rely on your high realm, and kill him, then you can only let you and the people you bring to bury him."

Zhang Yang sneered and said: "Tai Huang, don't pretend to be deep in front of me, it will make me think you are ridiculous, let alone killing a golden holy sky, you have to figure out, I am here to destroy your Taixu Dynasty!"

The emperor said coldly: "Stupid and ignorant ants, do you think that if you provoke Yongyetian, you can really toss the waves in the vast world that Yongye covers? You are too self-righteous. You are the ants in my eyes. , Ants are used to trample to death, kill!"

He suddenly let out a killing sound, which moved the world.

Even the people of the Taixu Dynasty were all startled, they didn't expect that the Emperor was so decisive and directly launched the war.

The quick-reacting saints immediately roared, urging the holy power, releasing the holy will, blooming the holy light, soaring into the sky, and killing the five hundred people in the Holy Land of Falling Stars.

This is a battle of five hundred against fifty thousand.

In the Taixu Dynasty, the three invincible saints, Jin Xunxian, Jin Qingxue, and Yan Ziyou led Wei Wuyan and other fifty saints who were the first to kill them.

The Shengwei that they condensed is the most powerful, like a torrent bursting out of a bank, sweeping everything.

There was a long whistle.

The White Dragon Girl was the first to fight.

Yin Peacock and Su Zangtian followed closely behind.

At the same time, Su Zangtian waved his hand, and pieces of Yin Ding fragments flew out, and the incomparable holy power surged from above, as if it were one body, directly surpassing the limit of the power of the holy way, and took those from the Taixu Dynasty Shengwei Shengyi Holy Light directly destroys the destructive explosion.

Fifty-three deaths the Holy Spirit came out.

The number of them is already equal to the number of saints of the other party, but the frightening thing is that the fifty-three death holy spirits are one, and they have accompanied Su Zangtian to sleep in the Yuyang Forbidden Zone for six thousand years. Their strengths are perfectly matched, and It was prepared long ago. Under the strong urging of the invincible saint Su Zangtian, once he was killed, he showed a special ability, as if condensed into a super terrifying death saint, and crashed into the opposing saint crowd.

Bang bang bang...

At least sixteen saints were hit on the spot with broken bones, broken muscles and internal organs bursting into the sky, followed by the holy spirit of death killing them out, sweeping these saints.

With a long roar, the white dragon girl turned into a real white dragon. The majestic and terrifying dragon body screamed again and again in the frightened West Holy City, and the dragons roared and flew with Jin Qingxue and Yan Ziyou. She actually fought alone. The two invincible saints, the key is to kill the two invincible saints retreat.

"Jin Xunxian, mine!"

Su Zangtian, who was afraid of being snatched by the silver peacock, raised the sleeping ancient coffin and faced Jin Xunxian and killed him.

The Silver Peacock has no rivals in the same realm.

As an invincible saint, he roared and howled, and the Star Burial Sword flew around, delineating the six top saints with a single stroke, and they could not intervene in other holy wars.

After such a series of operations, everyone inside and outside the Western Holy City, who was originally believed to be the sage of the Taixu Dynasty, had an absolute advantage, was dumbfounded.

Because more than fifty saints of the Taixu Dynasty were besieged.

On the other hand, in the Holy Land of Falling Stars, there is actually a top saint Yuezong, leading the five great saints including Yuelin, Duan Mingfeng, Yufeilong, and Lengdaotian. There is no saint opponent. They directly surrounded all the immeasurable and small immeasurable.

The five saints encircled and suppressed more than six thousand boundless realms.

The problem is that everyone knows that this is destined to be crushed, and it is possible to crack this game unless there is an immeasurable sage like Bing Yuyan.

However, looking at the history of Yongye, there are legends about slaying the saint against the sky, but there is a clear record that has been recognized by everyone, and that is the ice jade face.

Even if other people are publicizing, they rely on external forces, but Bing Yuyan is the real fair battle.

In this way, Gu Qianmu, Yueqingyun, Tiger Roaring Wind, etc., are infinitely large and small. In the more than 40,000 open heavens, they are endlessly killed and unstoppable. They have not even killed them. Opportunity to combine combat power.

"We won't lose!"

"The Holy Land of Falling Stars cannot win. Their Death Holy Spirit is generally weak. As long as we persist in the initial stage, we will definitely win!"

"Yes, our saints are true complete saints, who can overcome the initial passivity and will surely be able to turn defeat into victory."

Even at this time, the people of Taixu Dynasty still have confidence.

In fact, the Holy Spirit of Death does have a huge weakness, that is, no body, fear of the light and sacred power, although the advantages are obvious, but over time, it may not be able to hold it.

However, with a sword roar across the battlefield, the people of Taixu Dynasty became desperate.

Bing Yuyan attacked.

Her Ice Soul Holy Sword was out of its sheath, and there were one hundred thousand swords condensed, she was like a peerless sword fairy, drew one hundred thousand swords into the holy war.

Puff puff……

She is now powerful and perverted, like a torrent of swords sweeping by.

Then, there were seven or eight saints who were in the early stage of the High Heaven Realm being slaughtered.

"Little and big, dare to be presumptuous and die!"

The saint of the Jiuqiao Lingshi Clan was furious. He was a saint in the mid-ups to the high sky, and his aura showed that he was close to the top of the sky and belonged to the saint nearing a breakthrough.

The saint came assassinated with a holy gun.

The beauty of the sentient beings turned upside down, and the ice jade face that was strong enough to despair of sentient beings did not turn back, and cut out with a backhand sword.

One sword flying fairy!

The moving sword light whizzed past.

when!

Sweeping the holy spear, directly chopped it off, but the sword light was still not weak.

Click!

The saint of this nine-aperture spirit stone clan was beheaded.

Bing Yuyan's dark eyes flashed with sword light, and he shouted, "Ning!"

One hundred thousand sword moments condensed into thousands of real holy swords.

"kill!"

She uttered again, and a thousand Dao-like holy swords furiously shot out.

Puff puff……

Another group of people was slaughtered. There were saints, boundless, small boundless, and open heaven.

She is like a goddess of war, pushing in all directions.

The advantages of all levels of the Taixu Dynasty that killed in one fell swoop plummeted.

Immediately, she flew a sword and went straight to the top saint Wei Wuyan!

Help Silver Peacock and give Silver Peacock a chance to crush the remaining five top saints.

Wei Wuyan got out of the trap and roared to kill him, he even wanted to kill Bing Yuyan.

A big battle fell into a brief period of white heat.

Five hundred to fifty thousand, the scale of victory is tilted towards five hundred people.

However, Taihuang was as calm as still water.