Chapter 498: Crush~! ! .

"Boom!"

The terrifying pressure raged, and the ancient holy aura rushed into the sky. This was a real ancient strong man. The extreme pressure spread for hundreds of millions of miles. The surrounding land collapsed and cracked in a fan shape. The sky and the earth shook, and the sky collapsed and the earth sank.

"Quasi-saint!"

Zhang Ke breathed rapidly.

Di Zhan's pupils also condensed.

It can be clearly sensed that this monster has a solid foundation and has probably entered the quasi-saint realm for tens of thousands of years!

Huang Jiulong also looked unhappy, his soul was trembling, trembling under the pressure of the ancient holy way, and his heartbeat was trembling violently. This was undoubtedly a real horror. An ancient beast from an unknown era turned out to be a terrible quasi-saint. This time he ran into a tough guy!

"Even if he's a quasi-saint, so what!"

"Take my sword!"

Although Lu Jiuxiao's pupils were solemn, he still attacked boldly, slashing through the sky with a sword. The terrifying Red Dust Sword instantly cut through the void for thousands of miles, bursting out with a terrifying sub-saint fluctuation. This attack was already in the sub-saint category, infinitely close to the saint. The sword light that flashed across the sky was even more amazing than lightning.

The void was torn apart in an instant.

A huge abyss crack was revealed.

The terrifying sword stretched for thousands of miles, splitting the sky, slashing all the way, as if to cut off the end of the horizon.

Zhang Ke was not a person who would sit and wait for death. With a thought, he slashed down with a sword.

"Swish!"

A dazzling sword light of thousands of feet rushed up from the land, like the rising sun, the sky dragon breaking the city, and the sword shattered the sky. The fluctuation alone collapsed the area within a radius of thousands of miles in an instant. The land sword god of the ninth level of the saint was definitely not just talking. This attack was amazing enough to destroy any holy land force.

Di Zhan's eyes also revealed a fighting spirit, and his blood was boiling in his body. He slashed out with a fierce knife, and the earth trembled and the mountains shook. This attack destroyed endless towering mountains, and it pushed forward with great force. The terrifying wave obscured the sun and the moon.

Huang Jiulong saw the scene of the three people attacking together, and his blood was surging in his heart. He couldn't help but want to do something, but an extreme sense of powerlessness came over him. How could the light of a firefly compete with the sun and the moon? These were three terrifying powerful people who had reached the ninth level of the Saint Transformation. They were the foundation of the sect. Many powerful people were eclipsed by their divine power, let alone himself.

"Heh!"

With the combined efforts of the three people, the ancient overlord of the quasi-saint level closed his eyes that had been opened. A trace of pity flashed across his pupils. The ignorant fool didn't know that everyone was an ant under the Saint Realm in the glorious world back then. Even if you are extremely powerful, you will be an ant after all if you don't become a saint. Now what qualifications do three little ants have to jump in front of him?

Is it because I didn't make a move at the first time?

This gave them an illusion.

It had forgotten how many years it had been a saint. Even if it had stepped into the quasi-saint level, it was still a quasi-saint. Those below the saint level were all ants, and the saints were not even as good as trash in its eyes.

Everything was like a passing cloud, passing in an instant, and with a bang, it made a move.

Without using any weapons, it just glanced at it lightly.

"Pop!"

Time and space seemed to tremble, and an indescribable throbbing surged into everyone's heart. Looking up, they saw that the brilliant and dazzling attack of the three people in the void was strangely still, as if the fireworks were solidified, interpreting the eternity of that moment.

With this ray of light blooming.

It was stilled.

After a short silence.

Another ray of light swept away.

It exploded directly.

The sword light silently turned into fireworks, returning to the splendor of that moment, blooming the beauty of fireworks.

But it was also fleeting, and as the fireworks flowed, it returned to nothingness.

Huang Jiulong looked at this scene in shock, his eyes gradually widened, his heart pounding wildly, my god, is this a quasi-saint? Is this the real horror?

Zhang Ke and the other two also took a breath of cold air, their scalps tingling, even though they had been famous all their lives, the names of the Land Sword God and the Peerless Swordsman of the Red Dust Swordsman resounded throughout the world, but they were defeated today, the combined attack of the three was actually destroyed by a single eye, is this the real horror of the holy realm?

He looked up at the upright ancient overlord, cold sweat flowed on his forehead, it was clear that the ancient overlord did not attack the three of them, but there was a terrifying power sweeping across billions of miles, like a meteorite pressing on the heart, extremely terrifying.

"Weak."

"Too weak."

The ancient overlord snorted coldly, and walked over step by step like a leisurely stroll in the garden. His huge body was as heavy as the ancient mountain, but he used his strength just right, and not an inch of land collapsed. In the eyes of Zhang Ke and the other two, the ancient overlord who was walking slowly was like a bloodthirsty demon god reviving, and even more like a terrible terminator coming to kill people.

Huang Jiulong was shocked and wanted to shout, but he couldn't shout no matter what.

His body couldn't move under the pressure, only his eyeballs could move with its steps.

Zhang Ke and Di Zhan also had their breathing frozen, and fear appeared in their pupils.

He wanted to retreat.

But his body seemed to be fixed, and was almost crushed under the terrible pressure, and the thought of death came to his mind.

Lu Jiuxiao turned his head with difficulty, looked at Zhang Ke and the other two with fear in their eyes, and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't panic, I'll ask the sect to send a quasi-saint over!"

As he spoke.

The runes on his palm flowed, flashing a moment of brilliance, as if some message was transmitted.

However, the next moment, as if it had touched some kind of restriction, the message bounced back.

"It's useless."

The ancient quasi-saint-level overlord laughed grimly.

As for why it was useless, it would not be stupid enough to say that at the moment of revival, all connections between this place and the outside world had been cut off, and it would not be stupid enough to ask people to call for help.

Suddenly, a fear struck Lu Jiuxiao's heart, and also Zhang Ke and Di Zhan's hearts. They were afraid, and their pupils shrank violently. After a hundred years of seclusion, their strength had increased endlessly, but they would be buried here today. Looking at the ferocious bloody mouth of the ancient overlord, I am afraid that there will be no corpse left.

Scared.

Regretted.

How dare I break into such a dangerous place?

"Boom!"

Suddenly, an extremely harsh explosion shattered the void, and the void was shattered in an instant. The oppression like a dragon and a tsunami came in an instant, accompanied by a terrible pressure.

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads subconsciously. They saw a white figure rising into the air behind them, as fast as thunder and lightning, and fled to the front in an instant, blocking the way of the quasi-saint overlord.

Lu Jiuxiao's eyelids jumped!

He immediately shouted: "Don't! Danger!"

"Get out of the way!"

Judging from the other party's attire, he seemed to be a human being, and seemed to be here to help him.

But the opponent was a quasi-saint!

However, as if he didn't hear his words, and didn't care about the ferocity of this ancient overlord, the white-clothed figure just shook his head slightly, and then walked in front of everyone calmly, with his back to the three people, his figure was upright, and his clothes fluttered in the wind, as if the savior had arrived.

Hmm?

Lu Jiuxiao was stunned for a moment.

Is this... Ascension?

No.

I can't sense the breath.

Clearly, there is no breath on the white-clothed figure, but it gives people a very stable feeling, with an upright body, like an ancient bronze bell standing tall, looking up to the mountains and following the example.

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