Chapter 2323 The End of the Ancient Saints

Outside the temple.

A violent roar resounded through the void.

However, Poison Lion, Xuan Yang and the ancient saints were shocked and desperate.

Every inch of space was filled with dense array patterns. In the distance, there were clouds and mists, and one could vaguely see a figure. It was the figure of the disciples of the Nether Sect.

"How is it possible?"

"When did the people of the Nether Sect come to fold the space?"

"It was Nightmare, it must be Nightmare. He lied to us. There must be more than one route to the Misty Sand Sea, and there is a safer route."

The anger of the strong men was mixed with panic.

The strength of those Nether Sect disciples was not strong, but each of them hid behind the array. Thousands of large arrays were running at the same time, and the power of the temple itself blocked this space.

"At this point, why do you still think about these things? Break the array!"

The poison lion roared.

As soon as the voice fell, the Nightmare God Emperor had appeared outside the temple, and then the Ghost House Purgatory came again, and the power was more terrifying than before.

Boom!

The ancestral emperor-level divine power combined with the Ghost House Purgatory magical power completely enveloped the entire space.

"Poison Lion, Xuan Yang, you don't think you can survive by escaping the temple, do you?" Nightmare showed a cold smile, "Since this emperor is going to take action, I will not give you any chance. The Demon Dragon King is dead, and you can follow him on the road!"

Swish!

The Nether Sea Phantom Thorn appeared again.

"Want to kill me? Dream on!"

The figure of the Poison Lion was instantly covered by heavy fog, and the poisonous fog law filled the void, colliding violently with the Ghost House Purgatory.

At the same time, Emperor Xuan Yang also hid in the boundless flames.

One by one, the scorching sun divine halberds appeared between heaven and earth, slashing wildly at the surrounding formations.

The two of them saw with their own eyes the scene of the Demon Dragon King being pierced by the Nether Sea Phantom Thorn, so how could they repeat the same mistake?

As for Wu Lan, Yin Shi and other ancient saints, they also bombarded the formation barrier with all their strength.

Compared to nightmares, the Netherworld Sect's formation is definitely easier to deal with. After all, the formation cannot avoid the bombardment of divine power, while nightmares can hide in the virtual world at any time.

A ancestor emperor of the virtual and real system is simply not something that Poison Lion, Xuan Yang and others can fight against.

"Break the formation? Have you asked this emperor?"

The Nightmare God Emperor turned his palm, and more than a dozen black palm prints crushed towards the ancient saints.

In addition, hundreds of demon spirits and ghosts also descended again.

Those demon spirits are transformed by magical powers. As long as the magical powers are not destroyed, the demon spirits and ghosts have almost immortal bodies.

Ang!

The demon spirits and ghosts quickly surrounded the ancient saints, and the violent roars accompanied by terrible power caused the surrounding void to continuously collapse.

The breath of the ancient saints gradually weakened...

...

At this time.

Gu Xiuyun's dust clone floated in the depths of the formation, quietly observing the situation.

"Nightmare actually killed the Demon Dragon Lord?"

"He is a virtual and real system, so his killing methods should be very weak, while the Demon Dragon Lord cultivates the Way of Ten Thousand Beasts and is proficient in various life-saving magical powers. Even if they are one realm apart, they should not have fallen in such a short time."

After a moment, Gu Xiuyun understood.

I saw a ray of aurora passing through the sky and earth, directly piercing through the fog beast of the poisonous lion. In an instant, the beast fell apart, and the fog law covering the sky and the earth also dissipated by half.

"Supreme Saint-level spiritual treasure?"

"No wonder Nightmare dared to attack the Twin Star Abyss back then."

Gu Xiuyun suddenly realized and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Luckily, he didn't rush out of the core space. A supreme saint-level spiritual treasure can definitely pose a fatal threat to himself, and this method can't even stop the will attack.

After all, spiritual treasures are not secret techniques, and they are much easier to use.

"Nightmare actually has a killing-type supreme holy spiritual treasure in his hand."

"With his Seven Absolute Realm cultivation, plus the Aurora spiritual treasure, it is easy to deal with Poison Lion, Xuan Yang and others."

"But the two God Emperors are not stupid. They all hid in the depths of the Law Heavenly Phenomenon, leaving only a group of ancient saints fighting with demons outside."

Thinking of this, Gu Xiuyun shook his head slightly.

What's the point of holding on to a fight that cannot be resisted?

"Continue to comprehend the Secret Art of Life Gate!"

"If it doesn't work, I will have to leave this folded space."

The Dust Clone retracted his gaze.

...

Inside the temple.

The three Black Scale brothers trembled as they looked at the fight outside the gap of the temple door.

"Brother, what should we do?"

"The old ghost of Nightmare is too powerful. His rules of reality and illusion completely blocked the attack of the ancient saint of the God Emperor. Poison Lion and Xuan Yang dared not even show their faces. Wu Lan, Yin Shi, Cang Xian and other ancient saints are getting weaker and weaker. If they are still like this, I am afraid we will die faster if we go out."

"But hiding here, won't we still die in the end?"

"It's better to delay for a moment. Don't forget that our master hasn't come out yet!"

Thinking of Gu Xiuyun, the three brothers felt a little more hopeful.

Others don't know Gu Xiuyun's strength, but they know it very well. Apart from other things, the 100,000 sword sands alone can make Nightmare suffer a heavy blow.

...

On the other side.

The Glazed Pegasus was also running desperately.

This Pegasus was very timid. The moment Poison Lion, Xuan Yang and others rushed out, it fled to the end of the folded space.

Then it kept wandering in the distance, not daring to get close to the battlefield.

"Too terrible, too terrible!"

"If I had known that these people were so cruel, I shouldn't have gotten involved."

"By the way, where are the Sha Taoist and the Emperor of Karma? Are they still hiding in the core space?"

Liuli Pegasus looked at the entrance of the temple from time to time, wanting to get in, but was afraid of being stared at by the nightmare.

After all, the battlefield of Nightmare, Poison Lion and others is around the temple.

…

Time passes slowly.

The Nightmare God Emperor's Hell Purgatory is becoming more and more powerful, while the strength of Poison Lion, Xuanyang and others is constantly weakening.

Although the Dark Sea Fantasy Sky Thorns did not find their true bodies, they were able to penetrate the laws and celestial phenomena again and again.

As time passed, the origins of the two God-Emperors began to be consumed rapidly.

In addition, the Ancient Saints faced an endless stream of demon spirits and the dark palm prints dropped by the Nightmare God Emperor from time to time, and their injuries became more and more serious. Especially the Ancient Saint Wulan, whose whole body was already riddled with holes, and his golden bones were full of cracks. , will fall at any time.

"Poisonous Lion, Xuanyang, how long are you going to hide!"

Wulan Ancient Saint roared fiercely, "Do you really have to wait for all of us Ancient Saints to die before you are willing to risk your life?"

"Do you think I don't want to come out?" Poisonous Lion said quickly, "How can we be the opponent of the old ghost of nightmare? Now we can only wait for Emperor Karma and Taoist Sha to break out of the core space. Only then can we survive. possible."

"Those two rats?"

Ancient Saint Wulan's disdain was mixed with anger, "They have come out a long time ago, and they will wait until now? If they don't fight hard, they will really only die."

The words just fell.

More than a dozen dark palm prints slammed down.

Peng!

The huge body of Wulan Ancient Saint finally collapsed, and the dignified Six Ultimate Ancient Saint was crushed to death in the folding space.

"Wulin!"

Several other ancient saints were angry and desperate.

Wu Lan's death allowed them to see their own fate. Perhaps, they really shouldn't have come to the extreme realm, let alone entered the folded space, leaving themselves in a desperate situation.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

Amidst the violent roar, the ancient saints went to death one after another...