Chapter 700: Fearless of Saint's Strike

The sky and the earth trembled, and the entire Suzaku Palace seemed to be collapsing at this moment, with a feeling of destroying the world.

"A blow that contains the breath of a saint!"

Ye Zhong made a decisive move. At this moment, four shrines appeared behind him at the same time. The three magical transformations of the bright moon on the sea, the blue sun burning the sea, and the fairy king mending the sky appeared simultaneously. At the same time, the invisible sword, the real dragon, etc. The supernatural power, the sky-replenishing technique, and the three supernatural powers were simultaneously launched by Ye Zhong towards the front, converging to form the most terrifying blow.

Ye Zhong used all means as his hole card to urge Ben Yuejian to hit the front. This blow can directly smash even the emperor.

At the same time, Xiao Lun didn't hesitate at all, it struck decisively, and a piece of divine splendor fell, covering Ye Zhong's body like a divine light, making his body crystal clear, like a young god king walking in the world.

Roar like the sea!

At this moment, it is difficult to describe this level of confrontation in words. Even the emperor can only see the dazzling light, and there are deafening voices in his ears. The moon and stars are constantly ups and downs, as if the entire sky will shatter at any moment.

"boom--"

Without making a sound, Ye Zhong sacrificed Haotian Tower, the embryo of the emperor's weapon. Ye Zhong knew very well what he had just done, and he couldn't resist the blow with the breath of a saint at all, including the flying moon sword. It is impossible to do this even if you push it with all your strength, only the embryo of this imperial weapon can resist the blow that has the breath of a saint.

A moment later, the Haotian Tower came out, and they collided in an instant. The winner was already determined, and the blow with the breath of a saint was directly wiped out and disappeared into nothingness.

Everything quieted down, and all kinds of visions in the field disappeared, leaving only Ye Zhong standing in the middle with his hands behind his back, and above his head, the Ben Yue Sword was floating, scattering a piece of divine splendor.

All the powerhouses in the Suzaku Palace stared at this scene in astonishment, almost unbelievable. Although it was a blow separated by endless time and space, it was after all a life-saving blow left by a saint in the blood of his descendants. However, Blocked by Ye Zhong's strong and decisive means?

At this moment, Xin Jinpeng was completely dead, and it was no longer possible for him to be resurrected. His body had been turned into ashes, as if he had never appeared in the world.

Pitiful for a real young supreme, if he can grow up, he will definitely reach an unimaginable level, but he has fallen like this, becoming the bones of the young supreme in the battle, maybe after many years, no one will remember that Donghuang once Such a young Supreme appeared.

In the middle of the arena, Ye Zhong's white clothes were not stained with blood, and he was very dusty. He put away his Ben Yue sword, and walked slowly like an ordinary boy in the world, and walked to the lake where the legendary Suzaku's tears turned. , watching silently.

Ye Chong possesses the Nine Transformations of the Primordial Suzaku, that is, he has the Suzaku method. And this place is left by Suzaku's tears, for him, it has a certain meaning, he can observe it, and enlightenment here.

Ye Zhong's silence made many people in the Suzaku Hall uneasy, no one dared to leave, especially Wu Tian and other strong men who had discussed with Xin Jinpeng just now, their scalps were numb and their hearts were bottomless.

After a long time, Ye Zhong glanced at these people lightly, and said calmly: "I know what you are waiting for, and think that my Butian Sect will definitely be destroyed by the joint efforts of Tianmen and Yaozu under the general trend. I won't blame you for the choice... But, you also have to be thankful that you haven't really made a move, otherwise it wouldn't be the result now."

As soon as these words came out, these holy sons and young masters felt their scalps go numb. They will appear here this time because they want to get on the line of the Yaozu. If the Yaozu and Tianmen want to destroy Butian, They, the natives of the Eastern Desolation and Southern Territory, might even be a leading party. But they were also fortunate that they hadn't really made a move yet, otherwise, Ye Zhong would definitely turn his back and make a move at this moment.

A faint flute sounded, like a fairy song, but with worry and chill, as if someone was watching a real fairy duel in the sky, with a kind of helplessness and unwillingness.

After a long time, the song ended, Feng Wan'er, the Princess of the Wind Clan, sighed and said, "Ye Shengzi, I, the Wind Clan, never want to get involved in outside affairs."

Ye Qiao nodded, glanced at her, and said: "The Fengzu and Butianjiao are both one of the three major religions in the Eastern Wilderness and Southern Territory. Although there is no mutual affection for hand in hand, since there is no trouble, it can be regarded as affection." I'm done, this love leaves someone to remember."

Feng Wan'er stared at Ye Zhong, and after looking at it for a while, she suddenly smiled and said: "Everyone says that Ye Shengzi is a young devil king with a strong desire to kill, and among some mortals, he has the magical effect of stopping children from crying at night. Seeing him today, I know that the world has misunderstood Shengzi Ye too much."

"The world's reputation is bad, and the world is cold-eyed. What does it have to do with me?" Ye Zhong said indifferently.

Feng Wan'er smiled lightly, and then said: "Ye Shengzi will stay here for a long time, isn't he afraid of the enemy coming?"

"I'll just wait here, waiting for them to come one by one." Ye Zhong put his hands behind his back and looked calm.

At this moment, the news that Ye Zhong beheaded Xin Jinpeng, the young supreme leader of the Eastern Wilderness Monster Clan in the Suzaku Palace, had spread in an instant, causing the Eastern Wilderness and Southern Regions to be noisy. Many people were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that things would develop so fast and Ye Zhong would strike so hard.

Especially not long ago, Xin Jinpeng reappeared in the Eastern Desolation and Southern Territory, and threatened to take Ye Zhong's head off with his own hands, but it was only a few days later that Ye Zhong personally shot him and beheaded him. This is equivalent to a slap in the face, equivalent to Ye Zhong slapping the Eastern Wild Monster Clan hard.

Things spread at a faster speed, especially at the end when Xin Jinpeng's saint's blood was revived, and the news about Ye Zhong still couldn't help it, which made the process of this battle even more mysterious.

Soon, all over the Eastern Desolation Central Territory, the Golden God Prince, the Tianmen Emperor Chutian, the Monster Race Long Yiren, etc., appeared in front of the world one by one, and rushed towards the location of the Eastern Desolation and Southern Territory.

"Do you really want to wait for those young supreme beings and peerless geniuses to kill here?" Xiao Lun secretly transmitted the sound, feeling that this matter is very unreliable.

"Of course we won't be here as a target for them. When there are almost enough people, we will kill them one by one and defeat them one by one." Ye Zhong said in a deep voice.

Hearing Ye Zhong's unscrupulous words, many people were dumbfounded. They wanted to leave but couldn't bear it, because they knew very well that there would definitely be a continuous battle in the future. Since Ye Zhong appeared, representing the leadership of Butian Sect, the general ledger for this year will definitely be settled properly.

After the words were finished, Ye Zhong was standing in the middle of the field, silently watching the pool of water that was melted by Suzaku's tears not far in front of him.

Many people were looking at Ye Zhong's figure, not knowing what he was doing.

"Could it be that Ye Shengzi wants to take this opportunity to explore the water in this pool?"

"It's useless. According to the legend, this pond was transformed by Suzaku's tears. Anyone who enters it will lose their mind and can't get anything. It is said that there were saints who entered it in ancient times, but they didn't get anything, let alone the current generation. The king, the king."

"It's hard to say, you have forgotten, the one in front of us is the one who got the legendary Qing Emperor's inheritance!"

Some people sighed, although this was only rumored by the world, but the scene where Ye Zhong was not even afraid of the blood of a saint just now seemed to confirm this point.

Hearing this statement, many people stared at the place ahead, staring at Ye Zhong, wanting to see what he would do.

Ye Zhong just stood in front of the pond like this. I don't know how long it took. Just when many people thought that he was just wasting the world, he suddenly took a step forward and pointed his palm at the place in front of him. Taken out, there is a golden light spreading in the palm of the hand.

"boom--"

A deafening sound sounded, and at this moment, the entire pool surface trembled suddenly, and a palm print collapsed towards the place below.

In all directions, many strong men gasped, and retreated almost subconsciously, with unbelievable expressions in their eyes.

"What is this Ye Zhong doing?"

"Since ancient times, no one has dared to be so disrespectful. This is a tear shed by Suzaku! Suzaku is one of the four spirits in the sky, equivalent to a god, and extremely sacred!"

"when--"

Ye Zhong seemed to have never heard of it. This time, the Immortal Golden Body was directly activated, his blood was soaring, and then he punched out towards the front. As his punch fell, there was a sudden loud chirping of birds in the pond, as if a Suzaku was waking up.

In all directions, many strong men were terrified. At this moment, the strong men with the blood of the monster clan directly knelt down on the ground, their heels softening.

"This is the divine power of Suzaku!" The emperor tremblingly said, with an unbelievable look in his eyes, this Ye Zhong could actually trigger such a vision!

"I see."

Ye Zhong's voice came out. This time, the imprint in his hand changed, and the first five transformations of the ancient Suzaku's nine transformations were integrated by him. Thinking of the place ahead, he saw the water waves in the entire pond in an instant. Soaring into the sky, one after another flames flew out, obliterating the surrounding fields.

"Om—"

In the depths of the pond, a spiritual thought came out, and then a huge figure emerged, shining brightly in the sky full of fire, just like a real Suzaku descending into the world.

"Everyone, retreat!"

Ye Zhong suddenly shouted. At this moment, he almost subconsciously sacrificed the Haotian Tower.

The powerhouses around felt the creeps, no one dared to stay at this moment, and quickly exited the place where the Suzaku Hall was located.

"Chirp—"

The sound was not very loud, but the sound of a bird with a smell of burning the nine heavens seemed to appear through endless time and space, shaking the four fields.