Chapter 399 He Turned His Back on Everyone, as if He Was Turning His Back on All Living Things

outside world.

Three figures walked out of the darkness and stepped into the void. The breath of their bodies was released in an instant. Suddenly the void collapsed, the earth shattered, and the terrifying pressure was mercilessly crushed.

The breath of the three people is like an abyss, and their divine power is like a prison, covering the sky. Each of them stands like an ancient true god, and the terrible pressure spreads out, oppressing thousands of miles in radius.

"Boom!"

The ground instantly collapsed downwards, opening vast canyons and abyss.

"My God, Ghost Saint!"

"Hiss! There is also a bloody saint!"

"Look, not only the two of them, but also the Qingcang Sword Master is here!"

Many people looked up at the outside in horror. They saw three figures walking in the void. Each of them was an ancient saint, a quasi-sage cultivator. The aura that swept over them was nothing but landslides and tsunamis. They could be sent away as easily as moving mountains to fill the sea. Human souls return to hell.

Three ancient saints appeared at the same time, and heart-rending screams suddenly sounded in the silent night. You must know that even if there are not three saints, even if only one saint comes, this place can be broken into pieces and turned into ruins.

Now, three of them came at once.

Can the holy soldiers still hold on?

"hiss!"

In the pavilion, Zhou Jing shivered violently, his hands and feet were unable to control his movements, trembling under the pressure, and his face was as pale as earth.

Holy Lord Netherworld also took a breath of cold air and looked around with rapid breathing. When he saw the three ancient saints bursting into power in the void, his face turned pale with horror and his heart jumped out of his throat.

"These three saints!"

"They all have extremely strong physiques!"

"On the Day of Judgment at the end of the ancient era, they fought against the Terminators with their tyrannical physiques. After the defeat, they cut themselves off to seal their origins, and escaped the great liquidation. It was extremely terrifying!" Holy Lord Netherworld trembled and prayed: "I hope they can't show their true potential. strength, otherwise..."

Others prayed to the sky, hoping that the three predators would not be able to display their original strength.

Let’s not talk about the strength of those three saints. Just being able to escape from the Terminator three times is enough to prove their terror. However, the loss of strength caused by killing oneself is also terrible. They should not be able to break out into the complete holy realm at present. However, even if they cannot unleash their original strength, the three of them together are enough to destroy the world.

Although holy soldiers are precious.

But with the three saints coming together, can it still be defended?

Huang Jiulong was frightened in his heart. Even the Holy Lord of the Netherworld could no longer survive. Can he rely on Little Transparent?

Everyone in the other rooms was breathing rapidly, their hearts were beating hundreds of times faster, and their minds went blank, as if they knew they were going to die, and the horror of impending death occupied everyone's consciousness.

Only Yu Yanyu on the fifth floor did not panic at all.

Dare to kidnap the holy soldiers?

Purely seeking death!

As for Su Changge, he took a sip of tea calmly, then waved his sleeves lightly and said, "Things finally became interesting."

Under the blood moon, the Ghost Saint, the Blood-soaked Saint, and the Green Sword Saint all glanced at each other, looking through everything to see the scene in the attic below. The corners of their mouths were raised upwards, and their eyes were contemptuous and indifferent, as if they were there. Looking at a lamb just waiting to be slaughtered, a sneer hung on his lips.

They all said in unison: "How dare a little chicken come to escort the holy soldiers? You are so tired of living!"

The ghost saint's hazy eyes swept across, and his gaze went straight through the attic. He had already seen the holy soldiers in Su Changsinger. Although the holy soldiers were good, only the strong could escort them. Such a weakling was worthy of the title of escort. He was arrogant and was still drinking tea with a nonchalant expression. He really didn't know how to write the word "death"!

"Ignorant junior!" The bloody saint cursed angrily, and a bloody halberd appeared in his hand, ready to start killing. This is the fighting holy halberd. It is famous for being stained with the blood of saints. On the day of ancient reckoning, I don't know how much I took the opportunity to absorb. Holy blood.

Qingcang Sword Master holds a blood-drinking sword, which can absorb thousands of blood in the world to nourish his body. He can fight with war and survive a hundred battles. Now he waved his hand casually, and a wisp of breath caused the sky to shatter and the earth to collapse. The terrifying power of the holy realm was overwhelming. Push the earth.

In the attic.

Everyone was frightened, their eyes were solemn, and their hearts were shocked. The three saints were so terrifying. Even if His Highness was so terrifying, there was no chance of winning against the three saints. At the moment, I just hoped that they would not be able to display their original strength and delay them. to the arrival of reinforcements.

Someone was about to burn a signal to send for help.

suddenly.

I saw a figure in white escaping from the sky, stepping on nothingness, and appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

He turned his back to everyone.

It seems as if I am turning my back on the common people.

Holding a mottled sword, a surging momentum burst out, and his clothes were flying in the wind, as if a dazzling and unparalleled ancient supreme had broken through the chains of time and space, and at this moment, ascended to the world.