What made him even more confused was that with Mo Lingxuan's strength, how could he kill their holy king figure in the upper realm?

"Don't be careless about the red master. This child's strength is not as simple as the superficial level of cultivation."

Such words made Jiang Daoyuan feel a little unhappy, but after all, it is now a united front, so he doesn't have to say much.

"Why, after achieving the holy realm, your self-confidence has reached its peak? Even the dirty things from the Nether Clan are not brought?"

He turned his eyes to Mo Lingxuan, Jiang Daoyuan changed his tone and sneered, his face full of teasing.

After half a year, Mo Lingxuan entered the realm of the Great Saint. Such cultivation speed really shocked him.

If Mo Lingxuan had soared before, after his strength had soared, he would certainly be very afraid and would not even want to start a war with him.

But now it is different. Not to mention that this is the place where the main god pavilion is located, the holy lords of the upper realm have also descended four, including two of them who are terrifying existences of the intermediate lords.

Mo Lingxuan really dares to come, and I have to admire his courage!

"Don't worry, they will arrive soon."

Jiang Daoyuan's arrogant look also made Mo Lingxuan feel funny.

The moment the Xutian Ghost Fiction was shattered, many purgatory monarchs all came to the Ghost Fiction entrance, erasing all the powerful people in the Canglan Realm, and even a trace of news was not revealed.

So these people are probably still living in the bubble, not aware of the upcoming crisis of destruction.

"There will be a change later, just do it! The Canglan Realm pattern is time to reshuffle it."

At this time, the Pojun Venerable of the Qin Gu tribe spoke lightly. Like the Chihong Venerable, he was a powerful existence of the intermediate saint.

They were not interested in the disputes in this small world. If it weren't for the death of the powerful saint kings in the ancient clan, they would not have come here.

As soon as the words were finished, the major saints took action one after another, and terrifying destructive forces enveloped the entire world, making the strong men of the Emperor Demon Sect's army feel extremely trembling and involuntarily retreat backwards.

The combat power of the Holy Dao Venerable, they will die if they touch it!

At the same time, many strong people were also vaguely worried.

If one or two saints were there, they would still be very confident in Mo Lingxuan.

But it’s different now. There are five, and two of them are mid-level saints!

"The Great Saint Realm can open up the void and go to the upper realm. If I were him, I would definitely escape to the upper realm. At that time, the sky was high and the birds could fly. The outside world was so vast that it would not be easy for the two ancient tribes to deal with him. But Mo Lingxuan still chose to fight to the death in Canglan Realm."

"I have to say that this behavior is too stupid and arrogant. Do you really think that killing the Holy King and severely hurting Lord Jiang will be invincible?"

At this moment, the sarcasm of the Xiahou Holy Clan and the powerful men of the ancient Qin Holy Clan also sounded one after another, as if they had expected Mo Lingxuan to die directly under the five great saints.

However, Mo Lingxuan suddenly took a step, and a peerless sword power descended into the void, and the power of the supreme devil's laws followed closely, even blocking the void.

"boom..."

With a loud bang, Mo Lingxuan's Shura Emperor Sword and the Demon Claw suddenly collided with the powerful attacks of Jiang Daoyuan and the five others. The holy light filled the sky, the magic power was vast, and shocking fluctuations broke out.

However, the scene where Mo Lingxuan was directly killed did not happen, and he just retreated thousands of meters.

Although the violent air flow continued to surge in the space, Mo Lingxuan's peerless figure was not affected at all, and was still as powerful and calm as ever.

"His strength has become too terrifying after being promoted to the Great Sage!"

The hearts of the powerful people in Canglan Realm trembled again. Half a year ago, Mo Lingxuan had the Saint-level combat power.

Now that I see you, I can compete with the five great saints!

This shocked Jiang Daoyuan and the other two even more, and the contempt in the hearts of the four Red Saints also disappeared in an instant.

"Your strength really surprised us. But today, not only you, but these ants, can't escape death!"

After a brief shock, the expression of the Pojun Saint Lord regained his indifference and he spoke proudly.

The battle just now was just a test, and they didn't use half of their power at all!

Moreover, both in terms of combat power at the Saint King level and the Great Saint Realm, all of them have an absolute advantage!

After saying that, Pojun Saint waved his hand, and the same was true for the Red Saint, Jiang Daoyuan. More than a dozen saints and dozens of great saints in the rear stood up one after another, forming an extremely terrifying lineup, which made the strong men of the Emperor Demon Sect clearly feel a little suffocated.

Because, this lineup is really devastating!

In the blink of an eye, the entire Canglan Realm can be destroyed!

Luo Jiyue's beautiful cheeks were a little worried, as if she was a little confused. Why did Mo Lingxuan not let the Nether Clan arrive yet?

But then I thought about it, even if there is a help from the army of the Underworld, it may not be helpful...

The same is true for Zhuge Xiong and Ye Qianjue, a little solemn.

Because, what really determines the outcome is not the Great Holy battlefield, but the battlefield of the Holy King level, or even... the supreme level!

Even if the Nether Clan can help, it can only provide powerful support at the Holy Realm level, which is simply a drop in the bucket.

However, except for Huo Mei and Mo Lingxuan, they did not know that the ban on Xutian Ghost Cell had been completely broken...

"Is that so? But how did I see that you will soon die?"

But seeing that, facing such a terrifying lineup, Mo Lingxuan's face was still extremely indifferent, and even a very strange and evil smile surged on his handsome face.

This strange smile made Jiang Daoyuan, Chihong Saint Lord and others frowned slightly, and a trace of badness rose in their hearts.

"You dare to be stubborn until you die!"

Without any more thoughts, Jiang Daoyuan immediately shouted in a sarcasm, but just as he was about to order a full war, his face suddenly changed.

Because, with their Saint-level cultivation level, they can clearly sense the vast aura in the distance.

Moreover, not only the army of strong men, but also a few breaths, which shocked them!

"What's going on!"

The red saint's brows also frowned. He felt a terrifying aura covering him, as if locking him, making his existence of this level feel palpitations!

"Boom..."

“Buzz…”

At this moment, endless army of the underworld descended in an instant, hundreds of thousands of *** were unprecedented in the sky!

Not only that, there were dozens of figures in front of the army of the Nether Clan. Their bodies were trembling with power, and the purple-black dark light burst out, directly shattering the void and constantly descending.

What made Jiang Daoyuan and others even more thrilled was that among these dozen figures, there were eight saint-level existences!
Chapter completed!