Buzhou Mountain...

Li Song's voice echoed in the thirty-third floor, but he himself disappeared.

Inside the ink door.

The more Su Haoran was angry, the more he defeated one, two, and three, five more.

"Don't you die?"

Su Haoran didn't know what the four ancestors were thinking, but only saw the disciples of the Mo Sect shouting and beating and killing him like mad dogs.

Especially those guardians in the sub-saint realm, each of them was very strong, but they still besieged him.

He swung his fists and opened them to hit him. He was still qualified before his move, but gradually lost his patience.

It happened that a tall guardian rushed to Su Haoran in front of him, and swung a machete in his hand, his eyes full of murderous intent, and his thunderous energy was rolled up on the blade, and he shouted fiercely: "I'll chop you up."

"Stomp your sister!"

Su Haoran stood up like a knife, slashed his backhand upwards, and a splash of sword lights slashed out air ripples.

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The sword light collided with the blade to create a crisp sound of metal and iron clashing. Then the machete of the protector's hand broke. The knife head, more than one foot long, flew three or four meters away, cutting a narrow and long wound on the chest of a Mo Sect disciple who rushed towards Su Haoran.

"Shio, I'm injured!"

The Mo Sect disciple covered his chest with both hands and stepped back, but blood flowed along his fingers and sprayed outwards.

If you say that you vomit blood after internal injuries, it may be much more serious than this skin trauma, but this kind of injury and splashing blood from a clear sword and gun is more likely to arouse people's fierceness.

"I see blood, I must kill this Li Song."

"True Saint-level guardians, please take action. If you continue to fight, you will die."

"Dear guardians, don't show mercy to him."

In addition to the disciples rushing towards Su Haoran, these people began to rescue the True Saint level.

Mo Lengchan in the air showed a hint of anxiety, and turned his head to look at Mo Qingfeng: "Old ancestor, if you continue to fight, you may have something big to do, do you want it..."

"No hurry, let's take a look." Mo Qingfeng was very steady.

Mo Qinghai also said with a smile: "This kid has always been very restrained, which shows that he has a sense of responsibility and cannot kill in the Mo Sect at will. This also shows that he still has great potential but has not been released. We just want to see how terrible his final combat power is."

Cheng Tianlin said: "It's not bad, I like this little guy the more I look at it. He is smart and very restrained. He knows that we are watching in the sky, so he absolutely dare not kill people, but he is still showing his strength and showing us his value."

These ancestors have made good analysis. Su Haoran was indeed very restrained before and really wanted to show his strength, but as the guardians at the True Saint level participated in the war, the situation changed.

"Junior, I want to see how powerful you are, a little beast with Danjin power, have."

A true saint guardian with a medium figure stepped in front of Su Haoran, directly expanded the domain of the sub-holy path, and raised a wisp of black aura in his right hand and slapped Su Haoran's head.

"court death!"

Su Haoran's body was boiling, and stormy waves like tsunamis rose from the sea of ​​elixirs, and one hundred and four secrets in his body were hidden in resonance.

After being reborn, he felt for the first time that he did not need to rely on eight-star merit to improve his combat power when facing a true saint-level strongman.

Although the pressure brought to him by a true saint was still there, it was not very strong. With the calculations of the beehive master's brain, the real combat power in front of him was only 750, but Su Haoran had 880.

Facing the fallen palm of the True Saint Protector, Su Haoran turned slightly, allowing his opponent's right palm to cut through time and space from his shoulder, and his fist blasted out from his waist, "Fuhu collapses!"

Bang!

Accompanied by a muffled sound of fisting, the saint was beaten by Su Haoran and his chest collapsed, and a large piece of sternum broke. Several broken bones actually spread the skin, causing a stream of blood to collapse outwards.

"Damn it, this kid actually has the power to kill the true saint in seconds!"

"All the guardians come together, don't hold back."

"I will save the Protector Zhu first."

In an instant, eight true saints rushed towards Su Haoran, and another guardian caught the true saint who was knocked down by Su Haoran with a punch, and quickly stuffed a life-saving pill into his mouth. It can be said that he snatched the guardian Zhu back from the brink of death.

"It surprised me so much."

The ancestor Hei Qingfeng in the air was amazed by Su Haoran's punch and exclaimed in disrespect.

"I can't believe that he can kill the sub-saints in seconds, and even defeat several sub-saints with one enemy. I didn't expect that he can kill the true saint in seconds."

"This guy is fully qualified to be the new leader of my Mo Sect. In terms of combat power, I'm afraid that the Great Sage will have to take action to suppress him."

"It is worthy of being the son of destiny chosen by Mo Zu, his... Huh!"

Just as several ancestors were still shocked by Su Haoran's combat power, Yang Wei suddenly exclaimed loudly.

Under the siege of eight true saints, Su Haoran released the first divine power of the ancient holy body, and the holy priests worshipped!

Boom!

Accompanied by a sound that seemed to be creating the world, behind Su Haoran, the phantoms of nine sages and ancient saints appeared, worshiping Su Haoran.

With Su Haoran as his heart, the nine ancient saints were around, and within a radius of thirty meters, an independent space similar to the holy path was formed.

When the nine ancient sages bowed down, they seemed to have blessed Su Haoran with the power of thought from the ages, increasing his combat power limit.

On the contrary, the eight true saints in the pilgrimage of the saints were oppressed by the extreme, greatly reducing their combat power and becoming extremely slow at the same time.

"First!"

Su Haoran suddenly stepped forward, and with one move, he knocked a true saint into a mouthful of blood, and threw a loud bang out of the holy pilgrimage.

"Second!"

Su Haoran pulled out another whip leg and broke the right knee joint of another true saint.

"Third!"

With a fierce hit on the knee, another true saint was pushed to his lower abdomen and all the clothes behind him were broken into pieces.

“The fourth one!”

“The fifth…”

"The eighth!"

Every time Su Haoran shouted, a true saint was knocked down, and eight sounds were heard. In just eight seconds, all the eight true saints fell to the ground and could not be known for their life and death.

Use one to fight eight, and kill the eight true saints in seconds!

Finally, Su Haoran was so scared that the strong men of the Mo Sect dared not come forward with his absolute combat power.

After defeating the eight true saints, Su Haoran not only did not lose any of his skills, but even showed signs of qi and blood rushing out of his body through the heavenly spirit, and the power in his body was boiling.

At the same time, the four ancestors in the air all looked astonished on their faces and exchanged glances with each other.

These true sacred descendants, old antiques who have lived for countless years, seem to see the extraordinary physical clues from Su Haoran's supernatural powers.

"Little beast, I have repeatedly damaged my strong man in Mo Sect, so I will deal with you."

A muffled sound rang out. Before Su Haoran could see the appearance of the visitor, he saw a big belly arching towards him.

This is Elder Cheng, who was holding the bald head of the old ghost in front of the wall of the mechanism, and throwing him out, a real great saint.

"Elder Cheng, let me do it."

Yang Taiji, the only great saint among the Dharma Protectors, also came over and said coldly: "We Dharma Protectors, the sub-saint level, and the true saints are not good either. I, the only great saint, must find face for the Dharma Protectors. If I can't do it, you should act as elders."

Yang Taiji tried to take action first, but Elder Cheng had no intention of retreating.

For a moment, two great saints surrounded Su Haoran, one left and one right, and two great momentums of enlightenment pressed towards Su Haoran.

"I'm paralyzed, fight!"

Su Haoran's pilgrimage powers had not yet dissipated, and he used another great power. His body actually emitted a little golden crystal halo. Then he closed his hands and suddenly pushed it to both sides, "Spiritual powers, Jiulong Ba!"

Hiss!

The nine dragon roars soared into the sky, and nine translucent gas giant dragons visible to the naked eye rushed out of Su Haoran's body and circled around Su Haoran's body.

This is the second divine treasure of the ancient holy body that Su Haoran had just awakened. The great momentum of enlightenment released by the two great saints was actually dispersed by nine giant dragons.

Um?

Elder Cheng and Yang Taiji were both stunned at the same time. Masters of Danjin level rely on their supernatural powers to break through the great power of the world. There has never been such a precedent in ancient times, right?

What is even more shocking is that after the nine giant dragons shook the world, they seemed to be furious as if they were provoked and rushed towards the two great saints.

"I want to see how powerful this magical power is!" Yang Taiji looked fierce, pushed his palms forward, and rushed hard toward his four giant dragons.

Elder Cheng on the other side rushed out his fists at the same time, carrying five giant dragons.

Boom!

Su Haoran fought for two great saints by himself. Nine giant dragons exploded a mushroom cloud that soared into the sky. The overflowing shock waves blew the surrounding masters of the Momen scattered everywhere. All wooden houses and bamboo buildings were slightly farther away and collapsed by the shock waves.

What's even more terrifying is that the two great saints were shocked to retreat step by step, and even their fists and palms were shattered, and some holy blood was sprinkled out.

ps:Thanks to Thunder for casting last month's vote.
Chapter completed!