Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 2812 Holy Lord, Holy Soul

In the sky, I saw a flash of blood-red light.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling red glow swept across like a burst.

The red light is dazzling, if it has the potential to destroy the sky and destroy the earth.

If it is said, the dark gold giant sword gives the impression that it is slicing the world.

Then this dazzling red glow gives the feeling that it is truly destroying the world.

After a while, I saw this dazzling red light condensed into a little, and then turned into a line-like attack.

I don't hear his voice, but see his shadow.

The red light turned into a beam of light the thickness of a finger, and shot towards the dark golden giant knife below.

After the red light passed, the space collapsed.

Pieces of space are constantly collapsing.

clang!

A crisp sound was heard.

The sound is very light, even as light as a nail falling to the ground.

It's just that such a light voice is particularly clear in this chaotic and noisy fierce battle.

Everyone present heard it.

This sound is very strange.

But this strange sound is only secondary.

What is truly terrifying is the movement and the consequences that come after the sound.

It is inevitable that the energy after the collision will sweep.

This is normal and nothing to be surprised about.

However, under this touch, the dark golden giant sword with the potential to sever the world turned into nothingness in an instant.

It was easily defeated.

What a terrifying power to defeat in one stroke.

The scene just now, Wu Yun saw all of it, and at this moment, his whole person felt like his hair was standing on end.

Not to mention how frightening it is.

But he was really frightened by the power of this red glow.

Don't talk about other things, just say that one move to defeat the dark gold giant sword is completely beyond any move Wu Yun has seen before.

In other words, why does Wu Yun feel that this move is incredibly powerful?

First, the power of this dark golden giant sword, Wu Yun has seen it with his own eyes, needless to say.

Second, it doesn't mean that this dark gold giant sword is powerful, so it cannot have a stronger attack than it.

On the contrary, there can be, even normal.

Unusually, what Wu Yun had seen before, defeating other people's energy attacks, it first shattered, and then slowly vanished.

But this is directly blurred, and there is no process of fragmentation.

So, you can imagine how powerful this move is.

It is so strong that the strongest attack united by a group of strong people of all ethnic groups is not even a skin in front of it.

And then, a scene that shocked Wu Yun even more reappeared.

At this moment, the red glow has dissipated in the sky of the bright red glow.

But I saw a slender hand like a green onion, slowly probing out from the clouds behind the sky.

And at this moment, it was like a snap of a finger.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yun could only feel his heart contracting continuously.

He thought that the trick just now should be a powerful blow belonging to a strong person.

But he never expected that this was just the other party's random fingering.

Dear, who is that person and how strong is he?

"Welcome to the Holy Master!"

Suddenly, several neat voices sounded.

It was the voice of the nine great saints' envoys.

"Holy Master! Is that their Holy Master?"

Hearing the voice, Wu Yun whispered in surprise.

At the same time, his eyes were locked in that direction, motionless.

Actually, Wu Yun was not so surprised.

Because, he had already guessed some possibilities.

Let me ask, in this case, in this world, who can possess such terrifying strength, besides the Holy Master of the Holy Heavenly Clan?

It's just that the strength of the Holy Master is a little bit beyond Wu Yun's expectations.

And after hearing the voices of the nine saints.

I saw that the palm above the sky continued to probe forward.

Then, a blue-robed figure appeared in front of everyone.

It was a young man in his thirties.

He looks handsome, and can even be said to be full of fairy spirit.

In particular, the hands were as slender and crystalline as a woman.

Of course, his age is fake.

It is the rejuvenation of youth after cultivation to the extreme.

It's just that his eyes were filled with endless coldness and viciousness.

This pair of eyes directly broke the illusion of immortality that enveloped him.

But after it appeared, the sense of oppression became stronger.

Can't detect, can't detect.

Wu Yun couldn't even guess how strong he was.

In other words, compared to the one I encountered in Tianlongxing, it is very likely that the blood yang has surpassed the holy level, and I am afraid that it is only strong and not weak.

"Is this the Holy Master of the Holy Heavenly Clan? It seems that I am still thinking too simply. If I want to destroy this Holy Heavenly Clan, it is probably more difficult than ascending to the sky!"

Wu Yun gritted his teeth and whispered.

At the same time, he was also secretly thankful that he had not really rushed to the activity area of ​​the Shengtian Clan before.

If this is the case, once it is discovered, nothing else will be said, only the Holy Master with such terrifying strength, Wu Yun is probably dead.

"Oh, Holy Soul, I didn't expect that, with the help of Qingtianchi, your strength has reached such a level, we still underestimate you!"

Suddenly, a voice full of anger woke Wu Yun who was thinking.

It is a strong human being speaking.

"Qingtian Lake, and Qingtian Lake again, according to what this senior said, back then, it was estimated that the Holy Master and Holy Soul of this Holy Heavenly Clan were similar in strength to them!"

"It's just that they didn't expect that now, the strength of this holy soul has become so powerful!"

Wu Yun thought to himself.

"You bastards, who let you run away back then, today, I won't be softer!"

The Holy Spirit spoke.

His voice was filled with endless coldness, without any emotion or emotion.

The coldness in his voice even had a feeling of stinging people's bone marrow.

Terrible.

And at the moment when the words fell, the arm of the Holy Soul slowly lifted up again.

He was ready to snap his fingers again.

And for some reason, this time, Wu Yun felt that the Holy Soul's flick attack was probably stronger than the previous one.

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