Chapter 599: Transformation Into Saint! .

The faces of many Transformed Saints below the stage were different. This was a true Transformed Saint. The two Dao protectors above were Dao protectors of the Immortal King. Although they were infinitely close to Transformed Saint, they were not true Transformed Saints after all. The sect strictly stipulated that the peak of the Immortal King could only be Dao protectors of the Immortal King, and the peak of the Transformed Saint could only be Dao protectors of the Transformed Saint. The same would apply in the future. Now that the two Immortal King Dao protectors had asked for help from the true Transformed Saint, it was enough to show the seriousness of the situation.

But there were already Transformed Saints ready to move, ready to step forward and learn about the style of the Saint Realm.

Saint Realm.

To achieve the Saint Realm.

It was the dream of countless people.

It was the dream of countless practitioners.

Throughout their lives.

From the beginning to the end.

Even if their beards were gray.

They all dreamed of achieving the Saint Realm.

Now.

If they could fight with the Saint Realm masters, they would feel their blood boiling just thinking about it!

"Hua La!"

Someone moved.

A tall and straight figure suddenly stood up straight, his eyes were blazing, and the Taoist weapon in his hand was ready, ready to burst out a brilliant attack at any time.

Wang Teng.

The eldest son of the Wang family, the ancient royal family of Tiansheng City.

The chief senior brother of the Transformation Saint.

The person with the most ability to be promoted to the Saint Realm.

It is also the goal and lifelong pursuit of many Transformation Saints.

Born with supernatural power, he has been able to lift a tripod since he was a child. When he grows up, he can lift mountains without using his cultivation. When he reaches the Blood Moving Realm, he can carry mountains and fill the sea alone. He is so powerful.

"It's Senior Brother Wang!"

"He's going to make a move!"

"Everyone, look!"

Attention was everywhere.

Under the attention of thousands of people, Wang Teng waved his hand, and the Taoist weapon in his hand suddenly burst into mottled divine light, and the runes on it lit up, shining like stars, releasing, steaming, and brewing terrible power.

But he has not left his seat yet.

Suddenly, he felt a ray of light sweeping over him, and in an instant, the scene in front of him was shattered and destroyed. The saint on the stage cast a pupil, and the entire martial arts altar was instantly shaking and shattered, the entire sect was ruined and destroyed, and the whole world was declining and trembling.

The sky suddenly dimmed, as if night had fallen.

It was as if a giant hand holding up the sky had fallen from the sky, wanting to wipe out everything.

Wang Teng was horrified for a moment.

His hair stood on end.

He stood upright in the same place, his eyes were already dull, my God, what was this in front of him, was it an illusion, or was it real?

That glance directly took him to the day of the end of the ancient times, to the day of reckoning billions of years ago, with corpses all over the ground and pigs screaming, countless powerful people fled in panic, but they were all beheaded by a sword, and the blood dyed the sky red.

There were also countless quasi-saints who joined forces and sacrificed all their Taoist soldiers, but they were ruthlessly overthrown like ants under the sword of that person.

There were also true saints who cut themselves with a knife to protect themselves...

But they still couldn't escape the sword of fate.

The scenes played out like paintings. Any character who appeared started out as an immortal king. Although the saints were strong, they had no power to resist and were overturned like ants. As for the saints, they were all running around in panic to protect themselves. This was a great reckoning, an unprecedented great reckoning.

Wang Teng's pupils widened.

There was an incomparable shock in his eyes.

Oh my God, the person who carried out the reckoning...that was...that was...

The picture froze and then dissipated.

The figure wearing golden armor on the Martial God Altar gradually emerged in front of him. His golden hair flowed with the wind, like real gold, and it seemed like fireworks were rendering eternal brilliance. His eyes were like stars, looking at him as if looking down at an ant.

Wang Teng's head was big.

Cold sweat all over.

Sweating profusely.

Oh my god, in the picture just now, the Immortal King is like an ant, the Saint can be destroyed with a snap of a finger, and the Saint also dies, almost all beings are equal, this... this... is... is her! She once ended everything on the ancient day of reckoning, slaughtered the Saint with her own hands, and slaughtered countless great figures. She was extremely powerful. On that terrifying day of reckoning, she left a terrible legend for future generations.

But how could such a terrifying person stand next to Xiao Tou Ming?

Crazy, this world is crazy!

"Run!"

Almost without hesitation, Wang Teng ran away, retreating thousands of miles in an instant, retreating from the scope of Taixuan Dao Sect, leaving a string of black smoke along the way, like a ray shooting from Taixuan Dao Sect to thousands of miles away, but even if he retreated so far, he was still terrified, retreating again and again, until he retreated tens of millions of miles, he took a breath, looked at it with heavy eyes, breathing rapidly, and was terrified.

Fortunately.

Fortunately.

In Taixuan Dao Sect.

Countless people were stunned. Why did the strongest saint Wang Teng flee without a fight when the eyes on the stage swept over? Wasn't he confident and ready to sacrifice the Taoist soldiers just now? Why did he run away like a mouse seeing a cat in the blink of an eye? Did he smell some taboo?

Others also looked at it in disbelief, feeling that things were extremely abnormal. Wang Teng's divine consciousness just now was too weird. For a moment, he seemed to be dying, and he didn't even breathe. I don't know what happened, but it is certain that the glance from the stage seemed to do something to him. He was scared to death in an instant, and retreated thousands of miles.

"Boom!"

Su Lianyue wiped the palm of her hand, ruthlessly and easily wiped out the four immortal kings, leaving four groups of sad and beautiful blood mist in the void, as beautiful as fireworks, but also fleeting, and was ruthlessly destroyed as a breath of holy land swept over.

At that moment.

Two protectors.

Ye Qing and King Jiang.

They were all in despair, and they could never imagine why Wang Teng ran away like that despite his urgent request for help. He didn't even care about the face of the Transformation Saint, or even the relationship between his disciples. Did he see something terrible at that glance?

"Buzz!"

The four people were teleported to the audience. They were all gasping for air, their limbs were numb, and their heads were spinning. My God, fortunately, they are not really dead. Otherwise, hiss!

There was dead silence in the audience.

No one spoke.

Everyone was shocked under that palm. Oh my God, who exactly did Little Transparent call? The dignified Senior Brother Hua Sheng turned around and ran away. This is so abnormal. Didn't he yell last month? Do you want to fight against the Holy Spirit?

"Disciple, when will you take action?"

Ye Qingyao murmured softly.

It can be seen that although this saint is strong, he is not as good as you. You seem to be far stronger than her.

Lin Wudi and the eight peak masters were stunned for a moment, but they soon realized that the saint's eyes had changed dramatically. At that moment, she seemed to have shown something terrifying to Wang Teng, which made him embarrassed in front of everyone. get away.

Huang Jiulong, Hu Han and others were sweating profusely, and their hearts were about to burst with fear. Oh my god, how could the person Xiao Transparent called be so strong?

That scene of killing four immortal kings with one slap.

Make them afraid.

My heart is failing.

And one glance will scare the saint away millions of miles.

It even shocked their minds and caused an uproar.

The scene was quiet for a while.

Su Lianyue glanced at the audience and said, "Who is going to challenge the young master next?"

No one is on stage.

No sound was heard from the field.

Everyone was shocked, shocked from the bottom of their hearts. Ever since this saint appeared, he has brought sudden explosions of killings to everyone, and now that eight people have been killed in succession, who else dares to challenge him?

Then glance sideways towards the small transparent one.

He shivered so hard that he didn't dare to look directly.

With such a strong person protecting him, who would dare to provoke him?

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the sky exploded, and a wisp of quasi-holy aura overflowed. In an instant, there was a landslide and a tsunami. The violent fluctuations pushed across the world. The mountains with a radius of billions of miles creaked and were about to collapse at any time, and the void above was directly annihilated. , revealing the dark void turbulence behind.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a quasi-sage rising into the air and landing on the altar of the God of War. His bright golden eyes were filled with frightening fluctuations, as if a Taotie that had been sleeping for a long time was awakening, staring at the saint opposite. , smiled coldly: "Just asking you to take action is nothing, let Little Transparent take action and try it!"

PS:

The martial arts tournament was very exciting to write, and the subsequent Terminator chapter was even more explosive, with the catastrophe of all races, the sky falling and the earth falling, and the bloody battle in the restricted area, with millions of supreme beings fighting in a melee, which was explosive in explosion.

In addition, the protagonist's identity and cultivation will not be revealed. I said before that the competition will all be exposed, so it must be exposed. The story advances step by step according to the rhythm, with rhythm and order, and moves forward in an orderly manner, otherwise it will Messy.

The tourney is just one chapter of this book. There are better chapters later, and the finale is even better, but we are far from the finale yet.