Primordial Devouring Technique

Chapter 1219 Saint King Realm Invincible

Just when everyone was showing fear towards Old Man Wuji's sword...

suddenly!

Ye Xuan's figure rose from the top of the mountain like a cannonball, and punched the golden flying sword.

'boom! '

The golden battle sword shattered, turning into countless fragments and falling down.

The power of this punch is so powerful!

'Wow~~~'

Old Man Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood. The 'Xuantian Demon Slaying Sword' was his natal weapon, and now the natal weapon was crushed by a punch, as if a knife had been slashed in his brain. His soul suffered considerable damage.

"This is impossible, his fist is actually harder than a top-level holy weapon!!??"

The old man Wuji was extremely shocked, once again realizing Ye Xuan's physical terror.

At the same time, Ye Xuan unfolded his movements and appeared in front of a middle-ranked holy king in an instant. Before the other party could resist, an iron fist had already hit the lower abdomen of the holy king who had clamored to kill him.

'boom'

The flesh and blood all over the middle-level holy king exploded suddenly and turned into a rain of blood. He was killed by Ye Xuanzhen without even uttering a scream!

"Boy, are you finished?"

An angry shout came from behind.

Ye Xuan felt a warning sign in his heart, time accelerated, and his body slid to one side rapidly by tens of feet.

A thick cyan saber aura whizzed past where he was just now like a horse training. The saber aura surged, shaking the surrounding void to buzz.

Compared with Wuji old man's sword, this blue saber energy is far more powerful.

Ye Xuan frowned involuntarily, and turned around to look, but saw an old man looking at him with a gloomy face in the distance. He looked about 60 years old, with a small black beard, a fierce expression, cold eyes, and green lights gleaming in his hands.

Obviously, the cyan saber energy just now came from him.

At the same time, behind him, another old man with a square face and long beard stepped forward, his body full of holy power.

These two old men both have the cultivation base of the ninth heaven of the Holy King Realm!
The next moment, the old man with the little black beard flashed a green glow in his hand, and casually released a wind blade the size of a pot lid.

And the old man with a square face and long beard opened his mouth, and a bolt of lightning the size of a bowl spewed out from his mouth, striking at the top of Ye Xuan's head.

These two have a wind element and a thunder element.All of them are cultivation bases in the mid-Jiuzhongtian period, and the combat skills released casually are astonishingly powerful, almost equivalent to the full blow of an ordinary high-ranking saint king.

but……

Ye Xuan suddenly sneered, something weird happened.

The wind blade and lightning flew less than ten feet away, then deviated from the direction strangely, flew obliquely to one side, and hit the mountain wall beside it.There were two loud bangs.

The faces of the two old men suddenly revealed a look of extreme horror. They never imagined that the attack they launched would not obey their own command. What is going on.

I'm afraid this wouldn't even happen to a Qi Condensation Realm disciple who had just learned combat skills.

"It's the dark vortex in the sky, it disrupts the attack!?"

It was at the extreme shock of these two old men's minds.The figure flickered.Ye Xuan had already come in front of them.One point with both hands.The 'Python Gauntlets' that had already been put on both hands were like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, and it thrust forward like lightning.

'Boom.pop. '

Two beeps.

The holy light shields on the two old men's bodies were pierced, and the ten-inch-long spikes on the gloves went straight into their hearts.

Two shrill screams came out, shocking!Two great Wu Xius of the Ninth Heaven of Saint King Realm.What an existence to look up to at ordinary times.But in everyone's eyes, Ye Xuan took his life.

Devour!

The black vortex in the sky whirled and spun, and the blood, holy source, and life essence of the two Saint King Realm Ninth Level Martial Cultivators were swallowed by the black vortex like a long whale sucking water.

Seeing this scene, everyone looked at the dark vortex in shock.

Even Wei Wuya, Han Qingsha and other powerhouses were all shocked.

"What kind of soul skill is this? Why is it so weird!?" Wei Wuya's face was shocked and dignified, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Han Qingsha's pretty face turned pale, "I've never heard of this kind of soul skill!"

"Damn it! We were too injured when we broke through the level before, and this kind of soul skill just restrains us!!" The mysterious black-robed man was shocked and angry.

Although these strong men are powerful in battle, as the black-robed man said, they were too seriously injured when they broke through the barrier before. Now, facing the dark and mysterious vortex in the sky that blocks the sky, it is quite difficult for them to even suppress their injuries.

But at this moment, after devouring the two Saint King Realm Ninth Heavenly Layer elders, Ye Xuan finally understood his current combat power.

"It doesn't matter if you lock the space. When I advanced to the Great Sacred Realm, I was No. 1 in the Great Sacred Realm. Now I am in the Saint King Realm, and I am also an invincible existence in the Saint King Realm. If you can't reach half a step Destroy the Holy Realm, then you can... die."

With an extremely cold voice, Ye Xuan stood proudly, with a slender figure, floating in the air, looking at everyone coldly.

The Martial God inscription appeared between his brows, his long black hair fluttered behind his head, and his eyes showed a ruthless look, standing between heaven and earth like a demon god.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Ye Xuan hit the minds of every martial artist present like a huge wave in the raging sea. This was a kind of trembling from the soul. Behemoth.

Waves of fluctuations from the soul caused the sea of ​​gods of the people present to set off big waves one after another, and even showed signs of shattering. Under the tumbling, it was like countless thunderbolts exploding in their divine palace at the same time.

Powerhouses such as Wei Wuya, Han Qingsha, and Old Man Wuji were already wounded, and they were forcibly suppressed by the Soul Devouring skill before, but at this moment, there was a huge wave in the sea of ​​gods, and cracks appeared in the shrine's mansion after bursts of bangs. Blood spurted from the nose, and they took a few steps back.

"That's the imprint of the Martial God!? I suddenly thought of a legend. According to legend, a martial artist with the imprint of the Martial God is an invincible existence in the same realm under the Martial God Realm! Is this true!??"

The mysterious man in black suddenly thought of a record he had read about the imprint of the god of war. His expression suddenly changed. Under the shock of his mind, the power grid in his hand snapped a few times, and it involuntarily shattered. His face was in shock. After taking a few steps back , unexpectedly turned into a Changhong and flew away in an instant.

Looking at the strong men again, their expressions changed instantly.

Wei Wuya felt the powerful impact of the Martial God imprint, the oppression on the soul, and the weird black vortex in the sky, and the man in black fled without hesitation.

He gritted his teeth slightly and said, "Let's leave first!"

In an instant, he and Han Qingsha, who were brothers and sisters of the same school, also fled away.

"Let's go!" At the same moment, there were many other martial artists who also turned into rainbows and scattered in all directions.

(End of this chapter)