"Oh my god, who is that person? He can actually command the four adults of the Crimson Light Demon Saint."

"That man is so terrifying. Just a look in his eyes can cause our divine body to break. Could it be that he is the Holy God of the Second Tribulation?"

"It must be the Holy God of the Second Tribulation, otherwise how would the four Crimson Light Demon Saints be willing to obey him?"

Seeing the five people, Zhuo You Shen and Red Light Demon Saint, leading Mo Jia into the path of sainthood, the cultivators of all races showed signs of rebirth after disaster, and immediately started talking in shock.

But they don't know that Mo Jia is the Holy God of Three Tribulations, but their realm is too low to see Mo Jia's realm, otherwise they don't know how panic they would be.

Man Lei Spear Ancestor had a sad face and said worriedly: "Mr. Lei, they really came here for the treasure of Yama. My father and the Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor are in danger."

"Young Palace Master, we are definitely not in a position to interfere in this matter. We might as well go out first. If the old Palace Master were here, he would probably order us to do this," Lei Lao advised.

"I know, let's go. We can't cause trouble to our father at this time."

Bare Thunder Spear Ancestor nodded, and then flew out with Mr. Lei and others. Hongguang Zen Ancestor, Wanfu Electric Ancestor and others also went out in panic.

"Boss, you must come out alive."

Tianle looked back and saw the Saint's Gate suspended between heaven and earth. He immediately nodded to the four Doumu goddesses, and then left under the protection of Huntian Sword Demon and others.

Rumble!

Just as the God-Eating Realm was being destroyed, the earth within the Path of the Saint began to crack, and spider web-like cracks spread from the outer area to the core area.

The Sea of ​​Killing Darkness, which was moving in the core area, was quickly affected and let out a roar, which made the ears of Lord Wei Lun, Lord Wu Xie and others standing in front of the Gate of Killing ring, and they temporarily lost their hearing.

After a while, the Lord of the Wuxie Realm looked surprised and looked outside the Killing Sea of ​​Hell: "What happened outside? Why is there such a big movement? Are the four Scarlet Light Demon Saints here?"

The three masters of the Demon Realm said with solemn faces: "Except for them, no one else has such ability. Brother Wu Xie, please make a decision quickly."

The Lord of the Witch Evil Realm looked at the Gate of Slaughter, hesitating in his heart, and suddenly heard the Lord of the Wei Lun Realm say: "It is also possible that he is the deity of Mojia and Zhuoyou God."

"No matter which one of them comes, it will be detrimental to both of you and me, Wei Lun, what do you think?" Wu Xie Realm Master said calmly.

"Amitabha, we have finally reached this point."

The Lord of the Weilun Realm put his hands together and said to the four Masters of the Jingqi Realm: "As the saying goes, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. Brothers and sisters, let's go."

At this moment, he showed the decisiveness expected of a half-step holy spirit. He showed off his monk's robe, took out a diamond and glazed Zen staff, stepped on the Buddha cloud with both feet, and stepped into the door of killing.

"Whether you wait to go in or not is up to you."

The four Jingqi Realm Masters glanced at the Nine Lives Sword Ancestor, Chilian Witch and others, and quickly followed the Weilun Realm Master in.

The Nine-Life Sword Ancestor and the Scarlet Lian Witch did not hesitate at all and followed them into the Killing Gate, but others were hesitant and only a few Half-Step Holy Gods chose to go.

"Walk."

The four Wuxie Realm Masters also ignored the subordinates they brought, but there were also several Half-Step Holy Gods following them.

The Nine Divine Ancestors under both sides looked at each other, and their hearts were filled with despair. For them, dying at the Killing Gate was no different from dying outside.

"What's going on? Is this path of sainthood going to be destroyed?"

Outside the Sea of ​​Killing, Jin Xupeng and the four others were shocked to the point where their eardrums were about to burst. Their vision was blurry as they saw the earth cracking, and their expressions changed greatly.

After a while, the four of them calmed down and saw the regret in each other's eyes. They should not have come back before, but should have stayed outside the Saint's Gate and waited.

Seeing the earth cracking and then collapsing, and the red void swirling like turbulent currents, Lord Jin Xupeng was worried about something unexpected, and suggested: "Why don't we go out first?"

"good."

Lord Motian Long, King Xuan Guangming and King Ming Yinzi had this intention. When Lord Jin Xupeng said this, they all nodded in agreement.

But as soon as they turned around and turned their backs to the Killing Underworld, they heard a roar from outside, and a majestic momentum swept over them.

"Why would anyone come in at this time?"

Lord Jin Xupeng quickly stopped, summoned his natal magic weapon, and looked at him warily.

"Could it be that my father and the three seniors arranged for the clones to come in?" Motian Longjun guessed.

King Xuan Guangming and Ming Yinzi nodded in agreement, feeling that except for their father, mother and master, there should be no one else coming at this time.

"I hope so." Mr. Jin Xupeng was both nervous and expectant. He looked around and gradually saw a white-haired young man coming through the air.

"Such a strong momentum, who is this person?"

Lord Jin Xupeng and Lord Motian Long all felt uneasy, and suddenly noticed that there were five people following the white-haired young man, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Father."

Lord Jin Xupeng excitedly called out to his father, Holy Spirit of Red Peng, Lord Motian Long called to his mother, Holy Mother of Nine Glasses, King Xuan Guangming saluted to his father, Holy Spirit of Scarlet Light, and Ming Yinzi paid homage to his master, Holy Spirit of Heavenly Coffin.

The four Red Peng Holy Gods were anxious and wanted to remind them, but they could not use spiritual sound transmission in the Saint's Path, so they could only pretend to be angry and scolded: "Don't be rude, this is the Three Tribulations Saint.

God, Lord Mojia, please pay your respects quickly."

"What? The Holy God of Three Tribulations?"

The four of them, Jin Xupengjun and others, almost lost their voices, and then they hurriedly bowed their hands and said, "I have met Mr. Mojia."

They lowered their heads, their eyes were shocked, and their faces were full of disbelief. This person who looked as young as them turned out to be the Holy God of Three Tribulations.

I originally thought that the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor was already a monster, but I didn't expect that there was someone more monster than him in this world.

The four of them, Jin Xupengjun, lamented in their hearts, their self-esteem and self-confidence were hit hard, bitterness appeared on their faces, and they had the idea that they were the frog in the well.

But they didn't expect that Mojia didn't even look at them, walked directly to the Killing Sea of ​​Hell, and asked: "Are they facing it in there?"

"Yes, Master Mojia." The Scarlet Light Demon Saint replied respectfully.

"Lead the way." Mojia said without any doubt.

"yes."

The Scarlet Light Demon Saint respectfully accepted the order, and at the same time made a gesture to his son, King Xuan Guangming, telling him to get out quickly, and then he and the Holy Mother of Nine Glasses took the lead into the Sea of ​​Killing Hell.

Mo Jia walked behind him with his hands behind his back, as if strolling in a garden, while Zhuoyou Shen followed him obediently, like a little follower.

Lord Jin Xupeng, Lord Motian Long and Lord Mingyin looked at each other in confusion. Thinking of their parents and master's hints, they looked at King Xuan Guangming and said in a trembling voice: "Shall we go out now?"

Even though they were extremely frightened, they were not fools and knew that their relatives were being coerced by Namojia.

But they had no choice but to accept this reality and hope that their father, mother, and master would be safe.

As for the treasure of Holy Lord Yama, they didn't even dare to think about it. With Mojia, the Holy God of Three Tribulations, how could there be others?

No matter it is the evil Heavenly Sword God Ancestor, or the Lord of the Power Wheel Realm, the Lord of the Wuxie Realm and others, they can only be reduced to the foil of Na Mojia.
Chapter completed!