The demon king Bing Zheng and seventy or eighty demon ancestors were beaten by Su Chen's sword that fell from the sky and had no temper. They could only follow Bai Bu and other monks to the Holy Mountain of Yingzhou to worship the Saint.

But he saw that on the top of the Holy Mountain in Yingzhou, Su Chen was wearing simple green clothes and flew in the wind, sitting cross-legged on a huge rock.

His handsome face, with a little coldness and indifference, was filled with the rising morning glow, and the golden brilliance of the Holy Spirit was blooming all over his body.

Su Chen seemed to be thinking about something.

He no longer restrained his cultivation and aura. The powerful pressure almost enveloped the entire Yingzhou Holy Mountain, and the semi-saint aura made countless low-level demon cultivators tremble.

The saints have gone out of the mortal world and are unparalleled in the world!

Looking down on the sky, leaving the world alone!

Although he has not transformed into a god and ascended, he has already become as if he has broken through the sky.

Countless low-level demon cultivators and monsters from thousands of tribes on Yingzhou Holy Mountain have already gathered on the mountainside, crawling on the ground in groups, and praying with great fanatic pilgrimage.

They screamed excitedly, patted their chests, expressing their loyalty and willing to go through fire and water for the Lord Saint and give their all.

The ancestors of the Demon Kingdom and the East Sea Demon Court were stunned when they saw Su Sheng's style and could not come back to their senses for a while.

Only the ancestors of the Su Mansion have long been used to it.

The expression of the demon emperor Jiao Ao is the most complicated. He fought with the Spirit Island Alliance of the human race for a long time, but never thought that this inconspicuous enemy had become so powerful.

Its life was rescued by the human race's holy Lord.

"Little Demon Bingzhen, pay homage to Lord Su Sheng! I was unable to recognize Lord Su Sheng in time before, and the little demon was offended!"

Bing Zheng led the demon ancestors to the top of the mountain. He didn't dare to leave anymore after a thousand feet away from Su Chen. He came to his senses and hurriedly bowed his head and bowed.

Su Chen glanced at it and said calmly: "I just took my words as wind in my ears, why are you convinced now?"

Bing Zheng felt bitter and dared not argue.

It is not that it does not take the Holy Lord seriously.

The problem is that there are only three portions of the God Transformation Ointment, and it is impossible for any portion to fall into Su Chen's hands. After thinking about it, of course he did not believe that Su Chen became a saint.

But I never expected that Su Chen actually had a divine transformation ointment in his hand and successfully became a sanctified!

"What should sin against the Holy Lord?!"

Su Chendao.

Bing Zheng's heart suddenly felt cold. It seemed that Lord Su Sheng still had no intention of letting go of its offense!

I can't fight or escape.

OK!

It is it that seeks death by itself and cannot blame others.

It can only be self-destructive and apologize.

"Offend the Holy Lord is a death sentence. The Holy Lord wants me to die, but I cannot live without death!"

Bing Zheng closed his eyes and raised his sharp claws, and wanted to die with one palm.

"Wait! Master Saint shows mercy."

There were screams coming from afar.

But I saw two huge warships flying from afar.

These two magnificent giant ships are hung with huge battle flags of the "Tongtian Dynasty" and the "Tiandao Alliance".

It was the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, Shang Chengtian, and Ji Yun, the newly ascended emperor of the Tongtian Dynasty, who led hundreds of Nascent Soul Ancestors and thousands of Golden Elixir monks.

They rushed to the East China Sea to find the whereabouts of Su Chen and the God-Cultivation Ointment.

However, they had just arrived and had already received the news that Su Chen had become a half-saint. The demon king Bing Zhe was unlucky to hit Su Bansheng's hand.

Among the ancestors of the two giant ships, some familiar ancestors such as Kong Ling, Wei Ji, Zhou Qing, Wei Zhennan, and the three masters of the Wei family were found.

"Saint Lord, Bing Zhe offended the majesty of the Lord Saint Lord, of course he deserves to die. But the Lord Saint Lord is the lord of the world, whether it is the human race or the demon race, they are all for your people. The Lord Saint Lord is kind, please forgive it one or two!"

Shang Chengtian flew to the Holy Mountain of Yingzhou, kowtowed to the Holy Lord, and said anxiously.

"Saint Lord, merciful, please spare Bingzhe's life!"

The ancestors were a little puzzled why Shang Chengtian wanted to plead for Bing Zheng. However, the shrewd ancestors suddenly woke up and pleaded for Bing Zheng.

In fact, whether it is Shang Chengtian or them, they are not just trying to save Bingzheng.

The semi-saint is an invincible existence in this world, and has completely destroyed the order and balance of this world. One word can determine life and death.

Since Su Bansheng can determine Bing Zhe's life and death in one word, he can also determine their life and death in one word.

Even Bing Zhe, the demon king of the three giants of the Beiming Continent, offended him and said he would be killed if he was given the death. The other ancestors were probably even more nervous and frightened.

They asked Su Sheng's men to show mercy to spare Bing Zheng and try not to kill.

This is also for themselves. After all, no one knows how long it will take for Su Bansheng to ascend and leave. If he doesn't leave, he still knows how many ancestors will die at Su Bansheng's hands.

"Since all the ancestors plead for you, I will spare your life. But there must be punishment. I will punish you for returning to the Demon Kingdom and thinking for a hundred years. You all get up!"

Su Chen took a look and the dark and dark circle of human race and demon ancestors kneeled down, with indifferent faces.

He had no intention of letting Bingzhe take his own life, but just gave it a harsh warning to avoid it being too arrogant.

Su Chen thought for a moment, his face became serious, and said, "The three parts of the god-transformed ointment have their own masters. They are the masters of heaven, not the deity.

They all have a close connection with the Lord, so you don’t have to investigate it anymore. Otherwise, if you have any trouble, you will offend me again, don’t blame me for being killed without mercy!”

"yes!"

"Abide by the holy parable!"

Shang Chengtian, Ji Yun, and Bingzhe, the giant ancestors of the three major forces in Beiming, couldn't help but change their faces slightly.

Su Bansheng said this clearly to know the whereabouts of the other two pieces of the divine transformation ointment. However, those two pieces were obviously closely related to Su Bansheng.

They were unwilling to accept it, but they dared not refuse to obey.

The other hundreds of Nascent Soul ancestors naturally said yes and said they were obedient. The god-transformed ointment was nothing they had to do with them, so they wouldn't feel too sorry.

...

Su Chen handled these things.

He checked his Nascent Soul and found that there were five tightly wrapped thicker causal silk threads on the Nascent Soul, which were cut off.

The two who were cut off were Jiao Ao and Jiao Ao, the Heavenly Dao Alliance Merchants Chengtian, the Tongtian Dynasty Ji Yun and the Demon Kingdom Bingzhe.

The last three items left are Wu Qiao, Master Lu, and Brother Zhang.

Su Chen vaguely felt that his Nascent Soul had been greatly "released" and became ready to move, as if he was about to break through and enter the realm of transforming the gods.

Su Chen was shocked and a little confused.

Only then did five thicker causal threads cut off.

Three remaining are not cut off.

But his Nascent Soul began to get restless. Is it necessary to break through to transform into the gods?

Su Chen pressed his excitement, displayed his holy eyes, swept away to the East China Sea, and continued to search for the whereabouts of Wu Qiao, Master Lu and Brother Zhang.

...

He soon saw a wild spiritual island in the territory of the demon clan in the depths of the East China Sea.

Because this island is located in the territory of the East Sea Demon Court, no human monk dares to live here. The entire island is full of ancient spiritual woods.

At this time, a large cargo ship with a thousand feet was parked next to the island.

The cabins of the large cargo ship were almost all high-level, huge and straight spiritual woods, and the branches were cut off, leaving only a piece of round spiritual wood.

"Yo! Watch the chess and the tree is rotten, the wood is cut down, and the valley is slowly walking by the edge of the clouds. Selling firewood and selling wine, laughing wildly from the love of the pottery!"

On Ling Island, a loud song sings loudly. It is majestic and loud, rough and heroic, and touching!

A strong man with a naked upper body, covered with golden light, like the golden god of the Iron Tower, held a ten-foot golden axe and waved it, slashing at a hemlock spiritual wood surrounded by four people.

This hemlock spiritual wood is famously as hard as iron. It is the top material used to refine wooden flying swords, which is extremely tough.

A fourth-level hemlock spiritual wood with an ordinary arm thickness is extremely laborious even if the Nascent Soul Ancestor wants to cut it off.

A golden light flashed by!

"Click~——!"

The fourth-level hemlock spiritual wood that was towering into the clouds was splashed with iron wood chips.

After three axes, the giant tree collapsed with a bang.

The strong man was immersed in the logging of wood, and his golden halo kept flowing in his body, and the misty air continued to evaporate. The mid-stage Nascent Soul breath in his body had reached its peak of extreme prosperity.

"boom!"

Late stage of Nascent Soul!

Breakthrough again! It took only ten years to break through from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul to enter the late stage of the Nascent Soul again.
To be continued...