Chapter 498: Crush~! ! .

Chapter 498: Crush~! ! .

"Boom!"

The terrifying pressure raged, and the ancient holy aura rushed into the sky. This was a truly powerful ancient warrior. The extreme pressure spread for hundreds of millions of miles. The surrounding ground collapsed and cracked in a fan-shaped shape, cracking sparsely, shaking, and collapsing.

"Quasi-saint!"

Zhang Ke breathed rapidly.

Di Zhan's pupils suddenly condensed.

It can be clearly sensed that this monster has a solid foundation, and it is probably that it has been a quasi-saint for many tens of thousands of years!

Huang Jiulong's face was not good, and his soul was trembling. He trembled under the pressure of the ancient holy way, and his heartbeat was trembling violently. This was undoubtedly a real horror. I don't know when the ancient beast was born, but it was actually a terrible quasi-saint level. This time I ran into a tough guy!

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

"Take this sword!"

Although Lu Jiuxiao's pupils were solemn, he was still determined to move his hands. He slashed through the sky with a sword. The terrifying Red Dust Sword instantly cut through the void for thousands of miles, and a terrifying sub-saint fluctuation broke out. This attack was already in the sub-saint category, infinitely close to the saint. At this moment, the sword light across the sky was 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 everything, and slashing all the way, as if it was going to cut everything to 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.

"Shua!"

A dazzling sword light rose from the land, like the rising sun, a dragon breaking the city, a sword shattering the sky, and the wave alone shook the area within a radius of ten thousand miles in an instant. The land sword god of the ninth level of the Saint Transformation was definitely not just talking, this attack was amazing enough to destroy any holy land force.

Di Zhan's eyes revealed the will to fight, and the hot blood in his body was boiling. With a fierce slash, the earth trembled and the mountains shook. This attack destroyed endless towering mountains and pushed forward with a mighty force. The terrifying wave obscured the sun and the moon.

Huang Jiulong saw the three people attacking together, and his blood was boiling. He couldn't help but want to help, but he felt extremely powerless. How could the light of a firefly compete with the sun and the moon? These were three terrifying powerful people of 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, the ancient tyrant of the quasi-saint level closed his eyes that were originally open, and a trace of pity flashed across his pupils. Ignorant fools, they didn't know that everyone was an ant under the Saint Realm in the glorious world back then. Even if you are powerful, once you are not a saint, you are still an ant. What qualifications do three ants have to jump in front of you now?

Is it because I didn't take action in the first time?

This gave them an illusion.

It has forgotten how many years it has been a saint. Even if it has stepped into the quasi-saint level, it is still a quasi-saint. Those below the saint level are ants, and in the eyes of the saint, they are not even as good as trash.

Everything is like a passing cloud, passing by in an instant, and with a bang, it is gone.

Without using any weapons, it gently swept away with a glance.

"Boom!"

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

With this eye light blooming.

It was stilled.

After a short silence.

Another eye 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 fleeting, and returned to nothingness as the fireworks flowed.

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

And Zhang Ke and the other two 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 today they were defeated, the combined attack of the three was actually destroyed by a single eye, is this the real horror of the holy realm?

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

"Weak."

"Too weak."

The ancient tyrant snorted coldly, and walked forward 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, without collapsing an inch. In the eyes of Zhang Ke and the other two, the ancient tyrant who was walking slowly was like a bloodthirsty demon god resurrected, 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, and only his eyeballs could move with his steps.

Zhang Ke and Di Zhan's breathing also solidified, and fear appeared in their pupils.

He wanted to retreat.

But his body seemed to be fixed, and he 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 said in a clenched voice: "Don't panic, ask the sect to send the quasi-saints over!"

While speaking,

The palm talisman circulated, 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 tyrant of the quasi-saint level laughed grimly.

As for why it was useless, it would not be stupid enough to say that the moment the angel revived, all connections between this place and the angel 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 scared, and their pupils shrank violently. After a hundred years of seclusion, their strength increased endlessly, but they were buried here today. Looking at the bloody mouth of the ancient tyrant, 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 instantly shattered. The oppression like a dragon and a tsunami came instantly, accompanied by terrible pressure.

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads subconsciously. They saw a figure in white rising into the air behind them, as fast as thunder and lightning, and in an instant, it approached and blocked the way of the quasi-saint tyrant.

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, 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 seemed to be indifferent to the ferocity of this ancient tyrant, the figure in white 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... flying?

No.

I can't sense the breath.

Clearly there was no trace of aura on the figure in white, but he gave people a feeling of being extremely calm and steady, with a tall and straight body, standing tall like an ancient bronze bell, a lofty mountain to be admired and a model for others to follow.