Su Tang, who had escaped more than a hundred meters away, stabilized his body. His eyes still felt a sharp pain and could not open it at all, but his tone seemed calm: "Wuguang... is this your killing weapon? However, to be fair, let you also taste the taste of light."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless black swirls were centered on Su Tang and spread rapidly around him. The Holy See was alert and immediately opened his own territory.

Buzzing... In just a moment, the expansion of black swirls had covered the space of thousands of meters. Although the Holy See opened its territory, his vision had been compressed to a hundred meters, and it was pitch black on the top, bottom, left and right, giving him a feeling of being isolated or even isolated by the world.

Su Tang and the Holy See of Wuguang cannot see the victory or defeat for the time being. However, the mutated silver locust and the little bully have an absolute advantage since the outbreak of the battle.

When the mutated silver locust made the Green Sea mess up, all the Green Sea powers went to fight, but they still couldn't do anything to the mutated silver locust. In the end, Jiang Huquan took action to eliminate the disaster. This shows how powerful the mutated silver locust is.

Although the young man's hardcore horseman is young, and has been around Qianqi Peak for more than two years since he was born, he has been living on Qianqi Peak, and has benefited greatly from the fact that he has entered the secret realm of Xiejuntai and bathed in the spiritual energy of thousands of years.

More importantly, when looking for food for Xiaobudian, she had a bad habit. The more she would always be better. She would definitely pick a dozen or so pieces to pile them there. When drinking Xiaolingjiu, she simply used a teapot to scoop the honeypot of the Holy Beehive, for fear that she would not have enough food. But in fact, she could eat at most half of the fruit. Xiaolingjiu would also be full after drinking a few sips of it. The rest were all cheaper than the mutant silver locust.

The mutant silver locust has its own intelligence. When there are too many similar things, it develops a habit of following the organization and eating and drinking without worrying about it.

In fact, this mutant monster is full of fierceness and cruelty, but in front of the little one, it seems more well-behaved than a kitten and a dog, and can beat or scold, and never complain.

Eating, accumulating spiritual power, and evolution is its first instinct. Everything must give way to its first instinct. So whoever can satisfy its first instinct is its long grace.

Xiaobudian would regard Su Tang as his mother because Su Tang had the spirit of the ancient tree of destiny. From a certain perspective, the mutated silver locust also regarded Xiaobudian as his mother because it was raised by Xiaobudian since childhood.

Although the mutated silver locust is far from the Great Demon Realm compared to the ancestors, it is definitely a holy realm-level existence. Among the practitioners in Pengshan, there are only two great masters and more than a dozen great masters, and their strength is not on the same level at all.

In fact, the practitioners in Pengshan had long seen the power of the mutated silver locust. When the mutated silver locust rushed over, they screamed and avoided it. Unfortunately, the speed difference between the two sides was too great.

The mutated silver locust just passed by a few practitioners who could not dodge. The rapidly shaking elys shattered the bodies of those practitioners together with the areas where they were trying to open, then circled and swept again.

"Be careful that it is a mutated silver locust." The elderly practitioner roared with his eyes roaring.

However, understanding the origin of the mutated silver locust cannot change anything, and they were wrong, thinking that the mutated silver locust was the only enemy he saw in his life, but ignored another even more terrifying existence.

The older practitioner suddenly caught a glimpse of something coming, looked around, and found that it was a fist-sized little man with a very cute appearance. It would be fine if he didn't look at it, but when he saw it, he could no longer move his eyes and murmured: "Helan..."

"Bad guy" shouted.

Sometimes, the little one is unreasonable. Of course, the people Su Tang wants to get rid of are all bad guys. Even if they can help ten thousand old ladies cross the road a day, they are also bad guys.

The older practitioner instinctively felt the danger, shouted loudly, and swung the sword light to face Xiaobudian.

A shocking scene appeared. The little guy passed through the sword light without any obstacles, even through the spiritual sword, and through the realm he released, through his forehead, and then through the back of his head.

The next moment, Xiao Buddian flapped his wings and rushed towards the next person like lightning.

It's over... the older practitioner was ashamed and was waiting for death to come. But after waiting for a few breaths, nothing happened. He suspiciously stretched out his hand and touched his forehead. He found that there was no wound there and no pain in his head. Could it be... hallucinations?

The older practitioner breathed a sigh of relief and secretly complained that his mood was still not calm enough and was actually frightened by the hallucinations. At this moment, he suddenly felt a crisp sound in his mind, and then his thoughts became a little messy.

"Big...Brother, Senior Brother..." A practitioner stared at him as if he had seen a ghost.

The older practitioner felt a little unaware of it. He subconsciously scratched his ears with his hands, but he didn't touch it, but he touched something wet.

What was that? The older practitioner grabbed the thing with his hands and found that it was a blood-stained branch, which seemed to have grown from his ears.

It's impossible... The older practitioner wanted to speak, but suddenly felt a little itchy in his throat. He coughed and a few branches suddenly spurted out of his mouth and kept shaking.

The older practitioner was extremely shocked. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make any sound. Then, he found that his vision became blurred and soon his eyes became pitch black.

The older practitioner could not see his own appearance, but others could see clearly that the older practitioner's head turned into a dough that was constantly twisting. With the sound of creaking and numbing the scalp, branches stretched out from his head, turning him into a bush.

Then, another practitioner let out an vague groan. The first branch that grew up came out of his nostrils, allowing him to see clearly. Then he grabbed the branch hard and wanted to pull it out, but the roots of the branch were already wrapped with his internal organs. Just one pull, it made him feel so painful that his whole body was squirming, and his nose and tears kept flowing out.

Then, one practitioner after another turned into a bush and fell from the air in depressed state.

The surviving practitioner only realized the horror of the little man. He turned around and wanted to escape, but saw a silver light rushing towards him.

On the battlefield on the other end, Su Tang had launched a full-scale counterattack.

Being injured is actually nothing. For Su Tang, his first fight with the Holy See of the Light, and his ability, personality, etc. were all blank. He didn't know anything, so he could only deal with moves, adapt to changes, and suffer some losses.

However, the battle between great practitioners of the holy realm level always takes a considerable period of time. What can play a decisive role is the strength of the divine mind, the advantages and disadvantages of the spiritual weapon, the thickness of the spiritual power, and the skills in the usual sense are no longer useful. For example, Su Tang's Demon Light comes in an instant, even faster than the sight. If you use any skill, you cannot avoid the impact of the Demon Light. However, if you have a powerful body-protecting divine mind, the attack of the Demon Light will become tickling.

Although Su Tang began to suffer a little, his divine consciousness far exceeded that of the Holy Holy See. With the power of the demonic suit, he turned around in just a few breaths.

Boom... Boom Boom... Su Tang waved the magic sword and attacked continuously, and the Holy Holy See was like a lonely boat in the storm, floating around in the storm, and there was danger of overturning at any time.

Compared with speed, Su Tang has the wings of the demon, the light of the demon, and the fingers of the demon, which are as elegant as the wind, coming and going like lightning, and gaining the upper hand.

Compared with power, Su Tang's magic sword has a force of ten thousand pounds. Every impact makes the Holy Holy See feel like it hit a towering mountain.

Compared with the divine consciousness, Su Tang first swallowed the spiritual slurry extracted by the strange man from the Heavenly Order of the Evil Lord, obtained the spiritual book, and absorbed the demon pill of the great demon Chulei. The divine consciousness had surpassed the limit of the holy realm level.

This is a comprehensive crush, and the Holy See has no room for maneuver.

Su Tang's breath of expansion continued to spread, swept across the capital, and in the Xue family's family temple, the old man suddenly raised his head and murmured: "He won..."

"Brother, you want to..." Xue Jiu raised his eyebrows.

"Let's go out together." The old man slowly stood up: "After all, he fought with the Holy Holy See in order to protect me, the Xue family."

"No one will contribute to others for no reason." Xue Jiu whispered: "That demon-armed warrior... must have a deep meaning."

"Hahaha" the old man laughed happily: "Lao Jiu, uncle said that I have great wisdom and said that you are very smart. You have not yet figured out the difference between wisdom and intelligence, right?

"Cough..." Xue Jiu seemed a little embarrassed: "Brother, I am not as good as you than my mind."

"I'm asking you, do you know the biggest difference between us?" The old man seemed very serious.

"I... don't know." Xue Jiu paused and replied truthfully.

"You always like to think of simple things complicated, but I like to think of complicated things simple." The old man said, "I will only ask you one thing, did he save our Xue family?"

"Yes." Xue Jiu said: "But..."

"That's good. If you suffer a loss for the rest of your life, you will suffer a loss. However, I have already reached this point, but you still don't understand." The old man said, "Since you admit it, let's go out together. If someone helps us, you must thank you in person."

Boom boom boom... Su Tang's aura was constantly expanding endlessly, and the aura of the Dust Holy Holy See was suppressed so that it could hardly be sensed. People with a little cultivation level in the capital knew that the battle was almost over. Then, they found that more than a dozen figures of people flew out from the old house of the Xue family and flew towards the battlefield. They even felt a reassurance in their hearts that the holy realm-level cultivator invited by the Xue family would definitely win.

Wherever the Xue family passed by, practitioners rose up from time to time and followed far behind. The Xue family did not fall, so of course they acted as headed by the Xue family.

As soon as the practitioners approached the city wall, they suddenly heard an old chant: Thousands of threads are destroyed, the world is gone...

The expression of the old man in the Xue family suddenly twisted: "He... has completed..."
Chapter completed!