Chapter 956

How strong is the saint?

No one is sure of the people present.

That is the existence that has crossed the Great Emperor.

That is an existence that has transcended the mundane and transcended into holiness.

If you start from the very basics of soul masters, there will be a hurdle when the soul masters reach the heavenly soul realm. Among the thousands of soul masters, only a few can enter the heavenly soul realm. This is already a genius.

And the Heavenly Soul Realm continues to practice, and when entering the Nirvana Realm, there will be a big hurdle, and it takes thousands or even tens of thousands of people to break through. It's not difficult, but you can reach the false emperor, and you can't get involved unless you are talented. However, stepping into the false emperor, for many souls, this is the end of their life.

After the pseudo-emperor is the emperor's realm, if you want to step into the emperor's realm, apart from obtaining opportunities and inheritance, it is absolutely impossible to set foot in it by relying on your own strength.

I don't know how many people have been stuck in the false emperor's realm all their lives.

How many years has the Nine Soul Continent existed, and how many respects can the Great Emperor have? I am afraid that those who arrived today can already represent the number of great emperors left in the Nine Souls Continent.

These are dragons and phoenixes among hundreds of thousands or even millions of souls, and they are all gods that countless souls look up to.

However, for these people, the saint is their god. It is hundreds or thousands of times more difficult than a false emperor entering a great emperor.

If one of the people here can step into the realm of a saint, that is quite a feat. For souls, becoming a saint is almost like becoming a god.

Bai Ye has obtained countless opportunities and great powers to help him, but now he is no more than the next great emperor, and this saint can cultivate to the present level, which of his luck, chance, and talent is weaker than others?

In the end, Bai Ye was too big, even with Death Dragon, he was not absolutely invincible.

A saint is no worse than Bai Ye in any respect!

"Saint, it's really extraordinary. What are the strong men we've faced before compared to a saint? He has almost no flaws, no weaknesses, and I'm afraid he won't be able to defeat him with a frontal attack."

Bai Ye gritted his teeth, his face was pale, and he fought with the dead dragon supporting his body.

The sword just now had severely injured him.

Most of the breath in the body has been consumed.

The power of the formation can't last too long.

If this continues, it will undoubtedly fail!

He stared at the other party, thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

However, the saint would not give Bai Ye a chance to breathe. He raised his hand again and chopped off the 'Dead Dragon Sword' condensed in his hand.

The moment the 'Dead Dragon Sword' fell, the lightsaber disappeared, but the remaining power smashed towards him like a scourge.

This 'Death Dragon Sword' is not a fake, because the saint has absorbed most of the power of the Death Dragon Sword when he was fighting Bai Ye, and now he is just using his own way to fight back against him, and the sword of the Death Dragon Sword force back.

Bai Ye stepped back and swung his sword again at the same time. The two dead dragon forces collided and shattered the void.

But at the same time, a wave of supreme holy power suppressed him again.

Boom!

Bai Ye instantly stepped on the broken ground with both feet,

At that moment, the entire Soul Continent seemed to sink several meters.

"Sky Thunder Seal!"

Bai Ye gritted his teeth and roared.

Countless thunder and lightning fell from the sky.

"An insignificant skill dares to fight with an axe? Look at me, I am born with a sense of freedom!!"

The saint raised his hands high, and with a long cry, the thunder and lightning struck and submerged into his hands. The saint drew a circle with his palms in the air, and then waved forward.

Boom!

Terrible lightning spewed out from his palm, condensed into a thunder dragon, and slashed fiercely at Bai Ye.

"crack!"

In a critical moment, Bai Ye drank from his mouth.

Huang Quan Life and Death Curse activated.

The power of the mantra directly tore the thunder dragon into pieces.

But the next moment, the saint's body suddenly appeared in front of him, and he punched fiercely.

This punch will definitely move the continent! Shatter the evil sea!

The suppressed Bai Ye was extremely slow, and he couldn't dodge this punch!

"It's over! The White Night is over!"

"He's dead!"

The great emperors trembled, their eyes glazed over.

Once Bai Ye died, they would definitely not be able to escape.

"roll!"

At this critical moment, Bai Ye let out a roar.

Heaven and Earth Domineering Art!

Boom!

The surging mutated imperial energy was mixed with the previously scorching flame holy power, spreading like ripples in all directions.

The surrounding void was shattered, the ground was shattered, and the fist that hit was directly shaken. The saint was also caught off guard, and he staggered back half a step.

Bai Ye's eyes froze, and he roared again.

"Suppressing Prison Monument! Lock it for me!!!"

Whoosh!

A black light flew out from the Qianlong ring on Bai Ye's fingertips, circled several times in the air, and then headed straight towards Saint Town.

"Is this the Prison Suppression Monument?" The saint was terrified: "How can you, an ant, have so many fetishes?"

Boom! Boom! boom

A scene that everyone couldn't believe happened.

But seeing that the Prison Suppressing Stele had an extremely terrifying restraint on the holy power, it smashed the holy man's power in an instant, and directly pressed on the top of the holy man's head, his body trembled immediately, and finally couldn't support it, and knelt on the ground.

What?

There was an uproar from all sides.

Bai Ye was also taken aback.

The power of the Prison Stele is actually so effective against the saint?

The Prison Suppressing Stele kept spinning, and the broken inscription released several chain-like auras, directly locking the saint.

Bai Ye was overjoyed.

Never thought that the Prison Suppressing Monument would have such power.

"This is just the prison character tablet of the prison-suppressing stele, and it is just a broken prison-suppressing stele. It is far from impossible to suppress a real saint!!"

The saint roared sternly, bursting out with endless might!

He is serious!

The true power of the saint is about to emerge!

The Prison-Suppressing Monument trembled, as if it couldn't support it, and the saint no longer only used holy power, a large amount of soul power and imperial energy emerged from his body, like a cathartic flood, impacting on the Prison-Suppressing Monument.

The prison-suppressing stele has a miraculous effect on suppressing the holy power, but the suppressing effect on the soul power and imperial energy is really not strong, which is why Bai Ye often does not use it.

However, this is his only chance.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, Bai Ye gritted his teeth and drew his sword to slash.

The terrifying Yin-Yang shield reappeared, directly in front of the saint.

Bai Ye kicked towards the Yin-Yang shield, the surging force made the shield tremble unceasingly, he took advantage of the momentum and jumped up, wanting to spare the Yin-Yang shield.

But at the same time, the Yin-Yang Shield also changed. His huge shield stretched directly, covering the entire saint like a turtle shell.

This is almost the perfect defense!

But in the flash, Bai Ye suddenly thought of something, and opened his eyes.

"Gluttonous Divine Fire!!"

call! ! ! !

The soul power vented by the saint was directly burned.

The Yin-Yang shield also trembled.

The Prison Suppressing Monument suppressed the holy power of the saint, and the Yin-Yang Shield was driven by soul energy! The Taotie Divine Fire had a huge influence on it.

With one arm retracted, Bai Ye put the Death Dragon Sword into the scabbard, and then swung his palm forward.

Frost Palm!

Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

With the beating of the palm, the bone-chilling ice power permeated the air. But the Yin-Yang shield also began to show its power, constantly absorbing the power of the ice.

only.

The saint was suppressed by the prison-suppressing tablet, and his soul power was burned by the gluttonous divine fire. It was already extremely difficult to support the prison-suppressing tablet, and it seemed powerless to use the magic weapon of Yin-Yang shield perfectly. After absorbing the power of ice for a while, Yin-Yang A thin streak of frost had already appeared on the surface of the shield.

about there.

Bai Ye's eyes froze, and he immediately drew his sword and slashed at the Yin-Yang Shield.

"You are so naive! Suck it for me!!!"

The saint inside roared directly.

The Yin-Yang Shield was like a mouth that opened wide, swallowing the power of the sword fiercely.

but.

Bai Ye didn't stop there, and continued to slash fiercely with his sword.

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

The power of the dead dragon's sword was released wildly, and the sound of the sword's cry shook the sky and the earth, like ghosts crying and gods howling, like thousands of beasts rushing, with unparalleled momentum.

With this breath, Bai Ye killed hundreds of dead dragons.

The breath of chopping is exhausted, and the soul of the sky is wilted.

But he still didn't stop, with a crazy face, slashing hoarsely.

The Yin-Yang Shield can indeed absorb power and then counterattack.

However, its uptake is not unlimited.

When the bottom one hundred and four swords slashed, the Yin-Yang shield had already swelled.

Under Bai Ye's crazy attack, this shield has reached its limit!

I can't stand it anymore!

Boom! !

The one hundred and fifth sword cut down.

"Oops!"

The saint under the Yin-Yang shield turned pale in shock.

boom!

A shocking explosion that seemed to tear apart the sky sounded.

Then, a huge golden mushroom cloud exploded between Bai Ye and Saint.

All the great emperors were horrified and stared over there dumbfounded.

At this moment, no matter who it is, their breathing is stagnant and their heart stops beating. Even the so-called sage inheritance can no longer attract them.

This is the battle of killing gods.

It's the pinnacle battle!

This battle, no matter whether Bai Ye wins or loses, his name will always be passed down in the history of Nine Souls Continent.

The explosion cut dozens of feet off the ground, almost exposing the magma.

This place has completely turned into a huge deep pit. As soon as a lot of underground river water spewed out, it was evaporated, and as soon as the underground magma appeared, it was solidified.

The destructive power produced by the explosion swirls continuously, distorting the space and tearing apart everything.

This terrifying scene, like a piece of red-hot iron, was deeply seared in the hearts of all the great emperors.

I don't know how long it took before the aura of destruction gradually calmed down.

The power of the saints who suppressed the great emperors has disappeared.

Everyone got up and stared at the other side.

Who's winning?

White night?

People watched in horror, including countless strong men hiding in the dark.

Ji Di and Zhu Di held each other's hands tightly, staring at that side intently.

They are expecting.

Looking forward to Bai Ye coming out.

But countless great emperors didn't want this, once Bai Ye came out alive.

Then it means that he defeated the Great Emperor.

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He became a godslayer.

Once he succeeds in killing the god, he is a god.

At that time, the Vientiane Gate will no longer be able to restrain him.

He will become the new master of Nine Souls.

He will shake the Vientiane Gate and stand at the pinnacle of the Nine Souls.

Finally, the scene over there became clear.

But with just one glance, everyone's expressions slowly froze.

That is