Chapter 2208: Extreme Humiliation

Fang Yu raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold smile.

At this moment, in the air all over the Southern Territory.

Many saints felt the terrifying aura erupting from a very far distance. They stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to look south.

The location they were looking at was exactly the southern border area, the southernmost direction of the Green Sea!

And they all know that that direction... is where the Yuhua Gate is!

"We need instructions from the Holy Master. Should we go to the Yuhua Gate first to check the situation?" A saint who had reached the fourth step of ascending to the Immortal Realm sent a message to Yunshang Pavilion and asked.

"Continue your actions! Ignore the Yuhua Gate!"

Soon, he got his answer.

It's just that the person who answered him was not the Holy Lord, but the Holy Lord's follower, Saint Kuron.

"...Yes." The saint replied.

When the Holy Lord did not answer, what the Holy Lord said could basically represent the Holy Lord.

So they continued to do as they were told.

Therefore, these saints continued their indiscriminate killing, no longer paying attention to the powerful aura emanating from the green sea.

"Whoosh..."

The saint on the fourth step of ascending to the Immortal Realm quickly swept forward, stretched out both palms, and continuously bombarded the ground.

Each of his palms would inevitably destroy an area of ​​more than ten kilometers, and all the creatures within it would die instantly.

"Hahaha……"

I have to say that the feeling of killing ants is happier than I imagined.

The saint swept away, unable to hold back his laughter.

The smell of blood made him feel even more excited.

"Click!"

However, just when the saint wanted to continue to strike out with a palm, his body suddenly stiffened in the air!

"What's this!?"

The saint's face changed drastically and he was horrified. He thought he was attacked by an enemy and immediately wanted to release his aura.

"Kakaka..."

However, the spiritual energy in his body cannot be released at all!

The whole body is blocked, there is no space at all!

"Ahhhh..."

The saint roared angrily, constantly trying to release his breath to break this bondage.

But at this time, golden light shone in the sky and fell on him.

The saint paused for a moment, raised his head with all his strength, and looked up into the sky.

Then, he froze.

Above his head, a mark appeared.

Golden cross sword mark!

Moreover, it is in a rotating state, like a windmill, flashing with bursts of golden light, and has an extremely majestic aura!

"Ahhhh..."

The saint came to his senses and struggled again.

But the breath of the fourth step to ascend to the fairyland has no effect!

Even if he wanted to condense Yuan Dan, he couldn't do it!

"Holy Lord, I need help!"

The saint couldn't bear it anymore and sent a message to Yunshang Pavilion, shouting for help.

But at this moment, no one responded to him.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, the rotating golden cross sword mark in the sky stopped.

The saint looked at the mark in the sky and was a little stunned.

The next second.

"call……"

Golden flames burned on the saint's body.

The face, arms, limbs, body... are all covered.

"Zi la..."

The burning of the flame quickly turned the saint's body into ashes.

"Ahhhhh..."

The saint let out a miserable cry, and his whole body was twitching.

The magic weapons and clothing on his body were instantly scorched, and his skin was burned away.

"Whoosh!"

And at this moment, another icy blue light fell from the mark and invaded the saint's body from the Tianling Cap.

This is a very cold breath.

"Kakaka..."

The meridians in the saint's body were quickly frozen.

This is also extremely painful.

The outside is burning flames, but the inside is frozen...

Ice and fire blend together, doubling the pain!

"Ahhhh..."

However, neither the flame nor the cold breath could make him die quickly, but he was tortured alive.

In this area, the saints who were still carrying out the massacre let out miserable screams.

So much so that the fleeing monks and mortals on the ground all ran out to watch this scene.

The saint's body was burned in the air. This kind of scene... they had never seen in their lives.

But after they came to their senses, they clapped their hands and cheered happily!

"Burn him! Burn him!"

"The Star Ancestor must have taken action! Or the leader of the Yuhua Sect, Fang, took action!"

"Die quickly, you beast!"

Below were bursts of angry shouts.

"Ahhhh... let me die..."

In the air, the saint was already worse than dead, and his whole body was twitching.

At this time, how can he still look like a powerful person in the fourth step of ascending to the fairyland?

And this scene didn't just happen to this saint.

In the air across the Southern Territory, more than two hundred saints sent by the Holy Pavilion... all met the same end!

A golden cross sword mark hung above their heads, and their entire bodies were locked in mid-air, tortured in the most cruel way!

"Ahhh...save me, Holy Lord, please save me..."

"Let me die! Let me die..."

"Ahh..."

These saints were tortured to the point of crying. Under the watchful eyes of the monks and mortals they had not yet killed, their ugliness was revealed and their dignity was trampled to pieces!

"I seem to have seen this cross sword mark somewhere before..."

"That night, the night when the Great Shadow Demon came to life!"

"Yes! That night! Yes, it was the power of the Star Ancestor!"

Many people recognized the golden cross sword mark in the air and shouted loudly, and some even knelt on the ground with tears.

"Zila..."

In the air, more than 200 saints of the Holy Pavilion were still suffering the most tragic torture.

The flames covering them seemed to deliberately slow down the speed and intensity of burning.

It only brought them pain, but not so fatal.

Because they were all saints, their physiques were blessed with spiritual energy, and their vitality was even more powerful.

Therefore, the flames kept burning, allowing them to maintain a clear consciousness, and life was worse than death!

"Saint Lord, save me, Saint Lord, save me..."

"Help me, ah ah ah..."

"Kill me, kill me..."

These saints of the Holy Pavilion were locked in mid-air, on the verge of collapse, and the pain was beyond description.

...

Yunshang Pavilion.

The old man, that is, Saint Ku Rong, was trembling all over when he saw this scene.

Almost, he also had to go to the Southern Region and suffer such pain...

"Swoosh!"

At this time, the figure of the Holy Lord appeared in front of him.

"Holy Lord, they..."

Saint Ku Rong immediately knelt down and wanted to report.

"I know!" The Holy Lord said coldly, "With such ability, he didn't kill them all at once, but chose to torture them... Fang Yu wants to humiliate us? Haha, I will make him pay for it."

"Swoosh!"

While speaking, the Holy Lord disappeared again.

The Holy Lord is about to take action!

Saint Ku Rong's face changed, and he followed him.

The two appeared in the sky of the Southern Region together.

"You can lock them, and I can unlock them. Wait..." The Holy Lord closed his eyes and merged his palms.

At this moment, his consciousness spread out and also covered the Southern Region in a very short time.

"Oh? Here?"

Above the green sea, Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly and saw the Holy Lord and the two who suddenly appeared.

"Still want to save people?" Fang Yu raised the corner of his mouth, holding the Heavenly Dao Sword with both hands, and shook it violently.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the golden cross sword marks above the heads of the saints locked in the air in various parts of the Southern Region also shook violently.

"Bang!"

At this moment, more than 200 saints locked in the air... their bodies were shattered in the air!

In many areas of the Southern Region, blood rained down.

At this moment, more than 200 saints of the Supreme Saint Pavilion... were instantly wiped out!

The aura belonging to them disappeared completely in the sky above the Southern Region.

This is almost all the power of the Supreme Saint Pavilion.

In the sky above the Southern Region, the Holy Lord shook all over and opened his eyes.

He had not had time to rescue these men, but witnessed the scene of these men being killed instantly.

He...was severely humiliated by Fang Yu.

"Human race evil beast...I will make you regret it! Make you regret it!"

The Holy Lord turned his head suddenly and stared at the direction of the green sea in the south.

In those green eyes, a murderous intent that was enough to swallow the world burst out!