Chapter 571: The Authority of the Saint, the Terror of the Flying Knife that Kills Immortals.

"Please turn around, treasure gourd!"

As the spell of old demon Chen fell, the blood-colored gourd in his hand trembled suddenly.

This legendary holy weapon, which was praised as the first killing treasure under the ancestral level a million years ago, reacted instantly.

It was like a peerless magic weapon that had not been wiped for a long time and was covered with spots of rust. At this moment, it began to shine with cold light and illuminate the nine continents.

Boom!

Time freezes!

The entire temple world seemed to be covered and filled with a vast and boundless killing law, as if an ancient saint began to wake up.

In the sky, the nine dazzling blood suns that were almost scarlet and bleeding suddenly shone brightly, staining the sky with blood, and the rich golden blood had a strange sweetness.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The entire temple world seemed unable to withstand the pressure from the ancient murder weapon, and began to crack...

At this moment, all the creatures in the temple seemed like "bugs" frozen in time, unable to move, and lost their crazy abilities.

The Holy Spirit Clan's Holy Son Sheng Hao Zong!

The Heavenly Demon Fox Clan's Holy Maiden Hu Lianyun!

The Human Traitor Jiang Daohuang!

The True Transmission of Lingshan Jin Chanzi!

The four figures with extraordinary origins and powerful strength were all controlled by the murderous intent of the [Immortal Slaying Flying Knife] at this moment, unable to move.

Clang!

The blood-colored gourd suddenly made a clanging sound, revealing a three-inch long blood-colored flying knife, and the strong murderous intent instantly swept the entire temple world.

The nine evil blood suns seemed to have been summoned, and instantly turned into nine blood qi and merged towards the "blood-colored flying knife".

Then, the blood-colored gourd in Chen Lao Mo's hand turned slowly as if it had come alive.

The "bloody flying knife" instantly burst out with four bloody blade lights sweeping towards the four people.

"Kill!"

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Jiang Daohuang's eyes were filled with fear, and his cold and arrogant face was twisted at this moment. He wanted to dodge, but he couldn't do it at all. He watched the bloody blade light getting closer and closer...

This former son of destiny, a traitor to the human race, and a villain who became a running dog of the Holy Spirit Clan, was no better than an ordinary person at this moment.

Under the seemingly arrogant appearance, he was extremely ugly, almost as timid as a mouse...

If he was really strong, he would not really be a guide for the Holy Spirit Clan, a dog...

No! No! No!

I am the son of destiny! The son of destiny!

At the age of 800, he broke through the "Long Steps to God" and became the true god.

At the age of 1,500, he reached the peak of the true god, with extraordinary talent...

He is even expected to become a saint and a powerful person outside the domain...

How could he die here...

Puff!

A huge head flew up directly.

.....

Swish!

Seeing death approaching, the face of the Holy Spirit Tribe's son was twisted with fear, and his body wanted to tremble, but he couldn't do it.

If time hadn't been frozen by the law of killing, he would have been scared to pee on the spot.

At this time, a touch of Holy Spirit light suddenly appeared on his body, and the golden eyes between his eyebrows seemed to have awakened a vast and boundless will of the saint.

Obviously, as a descendant of the saint, the foreign power behind him, the ancestor of the Holy Spirit Tribe, specially left a "life-saving method" on him.

Seeing the life-saving method of the "Holy Spirit Ancestor" began to appear, Sheng Haozong's eyes suddenly showed a glimmer of hope.

But the next second, his so-called hope instantly turned into despair...

The golden holy light on his body was instantly broken, and he couldn't even block it for a moment...

Puff!

A three-eyed young head flew up.

His last thoughts directly stayed on the emotion of despair.

At the moment when he was about to fall into darkness, he seemed to see a gorgeous pink fox head not far away being chopped off as well...

Swish!

The blood-colored knife light rolled up, sweeping away the head and soul...

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The first three were all easily beheaded.

Only the fourth sword light paused for a moment when it faced a piece of golden Buddha paper that suddenly appeared on the body of "Golden Cicada".

The Golden Cicada seemed to be unaffected at this moment, and raised his head slightly, his eyes were calm, without the slightest worry or fear of a deadly situation.

The true disciple of Lingshan quietly looked at the top of the "Heavenly Stairs", the black-robed figure holding the blood-colored gourd, and a gentle smile suddenly appeared on his face:

"Amitabha!"

"Donor, we will meet again."

Puff!

The ferocious head of the Golden Cicada was chopped off...

.....

Swish!

The four blood-colored knife lights returned, bringing back four heads of different sizes and three souls, and returned directly to the blood-colored gourd.

Chen Lao Mo, dressed in a black robe, stood tall on the altar, overlooking the entire temple world on the verge of collapse, the wreckage of corpses, and the gourd in his hand stained with blood, and he was speechless for a long time...

[End of the trial]

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Holy Spirit Realm, Holy Spirit City.

Bang!

With the fall of Sheng Hao Zong, the life tablet in the city was instantly shattered and turned into countless fragments, which immediately caused countless powerful people of the Holy Spirit Clan to exclaim.

At the same time, by a quiet lake.

An old man wearing a straw raincoat, closing his eyes and resting his mind, who was fishing, suddenly seemed to sense something, and the fishing rod in his hand trembled suddenly, interrupting his practice, slowly opened his golden eyes, and muttered to himself:

"Zong'er is dead?"

Faced with the death of the Holy Spirit Tribe’s Holy Son, the old man in straw raincoat frowned, but he didn’t seem to be too worried.

The fishing rod in his hand shook slightly. The lake in front of him was suddenly affected by the law of holy power, and began to distort time and years, revealing the scene of the "Dark Blood Domain"...

Soon, the temple opened, and the scene of the gathering of the geniuses of various races began to appear...

Among them, there were scenes of Shenghao Zong, Jiang Daohuang and others...

Because of the influence of the [Temple], he could not show the scenes inside the [Temple], but it was enough before entering the [Temple]...

But for some reason, in these scenes, "Long Aotian" played by Chen Lao Mo did not appear, as if he did not exist...

The old man in the straw raincoat suddenly stretched out his slightly withered palm and fished towards the lake in front of him, preparing to fish the figure of "Shenghao Zong" out of the "lake"...

Mirror flowers and water moons, reversing time, intervening time, resurrecting from the dead...

These are the means and authority possessed by the great saints...

And this is why from beginning to end, the old man in the straw raincoat still had a calm expression after knowing the fall of Shenghao Zong.

For the saints, some people are dead, but not yet dead...

But just when his palm was about to fall into the lake and touch the "Sheng Hao Sect".

The intact "Sheng Hao Sect" suddenly turned into a headless corpse.

A blood-red knife light suddenly crossed the "long river of time", rushed out of the lake, and slashed towards the old man in the straw raincoat...

The calm face of the old man in the straw raincoat suddenly changed drastically, covered by the blood-red knife light, and became ugly:

"Slaying Immortal Flying Knife?!"

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