"not good!"

"Dragon Lord!"

Emperor Ji and Emperor Zhu's expressions changed greatly, and they shouted in trembling voices.

The gap is still huge.

Even if Bai Ye uses the combined formation to strengthen his physical body and increase his strength, he is still no match for the saint.

The saint's method is really terrifying, and that is magical power.

"If you don't want to tell me what you know, that doesn't matter. I just need to dig out your brain and use my own methods to read your memories!"

The saint said calmly and waved his hand again.

Countless voids opened up all around again, and a large number of space air blades flew out, slashing towards Bai Ye fiercely.

Killing intent permeates the air.

Bai Ye struggled hard, constantly shaking the big hand that held him tightly, and the fierce force tore all the flesh of the big hand.

But his big hands held him tightly.

At the same time, the terrifying power invaded again. They were like countless frosts, appearing out of thin air, freezing the air, and directly sealed Bai Ye's body, completely losing his ability to resist.

Everyone stared blankly, their hearts almost stopping.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

Pfft...

The space air blade flew over.

Directly penetrated with hands and hands.

There is no suspense.

They are like elves and butterflies, moving freely and freely in and out of Bai Ye's body.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Ye stopped struggling.

"Dragon Lord!"

Ji Di seemed to be going crazy and screamed miserably.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, watching this amazing scene in disbelief.

Then he saw a large number of slender gaps gradually appearing on Bai Ye's body, which were streaks of blood. Then, his whole body broke into several pieces and died completely.

Bai Ye is dead!

The Lord of Dragon Jue...is dead?

Everyone trembled!

That peerless genius died like this?

The man who killed all the gods by himself.

The man who shook the Shenwu Continent by himself!

Just like that...died in the hands of a saint?

"Impossible! You won't lose like this! The only one who can defeat you is me! Even a saint can't defeat you!"

In the darkness, the man in the cloak gritted his teeth and growled.

"As expected of a saint, he can kill even such a terrifying person as Bai Ye. He is so strong!"

"Is he still drowning in this unfair world?"

Countless sighs arose.

But it can't change this fact.

This is the law between heaven and earth!

The saint laughed loudly, raised his palm, and the Death Dragon Sword in the corpse's hand immediately flew over, flying steadily towards his palm.

Bai Ye was defeated!

Naturally, it is impossible to save the Death Dragon Sword.

but.

The moment the Death Dragon Sword flew toward the saint, a halo of light suddenly trembled next to the sword.

The saint frowned, as if he had discovered something, his face changed, and he suddenly opened his breath...

"not good!"

Sonorous!

The flying Death Dragon Sword was suddenly drawn out of thin air and slashed towards the saint with unparalleled ferocity.

The fierce sword power was released in all directions again, like a golden petal, exploding in mid-air!

The saint was frightened and fled hastily.

But it was too sudden!

There is no way to dodge the power of the sword!

Poof!

A burst of blood spurted out, followed by a cold arm rushing towards the sky.

Those are the arms of a saint!

Everyone was dumbfounded, their minds went blank, and they stared at the other end in astonishment.

But he saw a figure slowly appearing in the void next to the Death Dragon Sword.

That is clearly... Baiye!
Chapter completed!