Chapter 640: Infinitely close to Saint! .

Chapter 640: Infinitely close to Saint! .

"Du Zhantian?"

Xuanyuan Xiaotian frowned, turned his head and looked around, only to see the blue clouds turbulent, and eight flaming fire dragons pulling a chariot, extremely luxurious, falling from the clouds.

Du Sihai's eyes lit up.

놛's younger brother.

Du Zhantian.

Back from the dome above the clouds.

only.

껩At this moment.

놛Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred.

That little transparency.

And that figure in white.

It turns out that they are all 놛?

The two figures gradually overlapped in his mind.

For a moment, his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a dead child.

He shouted violently: "Brother, chop me to death!"

"Boom!"

An extremely terrifying pressure came down, like the sky collapsing, but it was not aimed at the audience, but on the stage. In an instant, a harsh explosion sounded, thick smoke evaporated, and the newly restored Martial God Altar exploded again. , exploded into pieces.

Su Changge was in the thick smoke in the sky. With a thought, he left the Martial God Altar and stepped into the void.

"Buzz!"

The Wushen Altar was restored.

Lin Wudi stood firm, looked at the chariot in the sky, felt the breath inside, and said in surprise: "Infinitely close to the true saint!"

In the blink of an eye.

The chariot opens and closes a door.

Du Zhantian was wearing battle armor, holding a three-pointed two-edged halberd in his hand, his face was sharp, like a knife chopping an axe, his majestic body was like a towering mountain, and the terrifying fluctuations of the True Saint Realm were steaming all over his body.

This is true holy realm fluctuation.

Not just a quasi-sage who has stepped into the holy realm with one foot.

But a real true saint.

only.

Through fluctuations.

It can be vaguely detected that 누놛 is not a true saint, but a quasi-sage who is about to enter the true saint realm.

It is equivalent to the existence of the infinite true saint.

"A little worse than..." Xuanyuan Xiaotian sensed something and murmured.

Du Zhantian just learned about the martial arts competition.

땡Ten thousand years ago.

놛Leave the sect.

Go to the dome above the clouds to practice.

They had been separated for tens of thousands of years and had no news about the martial arts tournament at all.

Now 꿂.

Currently practicing.

Suddenly someone came to report that the sect was competing in martial arts.

With a swish sound, it was like an undefeated God of War standing on the altar of the God of War, and the waves sweeping around him were like the waves flowing from all over the world. However, he did not take action immediately. Instead, he looked at the unharmed Su Changge opposite and said lightly: "Who do you think you are? Do you think you are invincible after destroying so many quasi-sages? Apart from Xuanyuan Xiaotian, there is no other person that 놖 pays attention to!"

"I'm here to teach you a lesson today!"

"But you have to remember that in terms of seniority, you are actually not worthy of fighting against 놖!"

Du Zhantian is very confident. His brother Du Sihai is the master of a peak. The two brothers have been in the sect for countless years. They were already the pillars of the sect in ancient times, and now one of them just joined the sect four years ago. The ants actually swept across a large area. Was it because he was far above the clouds and in the dome, making him feel that the sect was helpless?

Abrupt.

Seating at Lihua Peak.

A cold drink sounded!

"Who do you think you are!"

"In terms of seniority, you are not worthy of receiving this palm!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a thunderous explosion, the void collapsed, and a big hand of golden light shook the world apart. In a single thought, all the vast oceans of eternity appeared on this palm. Time and space collapsed, and the years flowed backwards. Under the terrifying offensive, countless people were killed. They were all shocked and horrified, their eyes completely unable to keep up with the rhythm of this palm.

Just look at a big golden hand spanning the infinite space, erupting from the palm of the Valkyrie, covering the Altar of the Valkyrie in an instant.

"Bang!"

The Martial God Altar collapsed.

Exploded like rubble.

Even Lin Wudi raised his eyelids and quickly retreated backwards.

horrible.

This Valkyrie is in hand.

"boom!"

The Martial God Altar turned into debris and fell down, and the restrictions buzzed and exploded, shaking to pieces.

Under this terrifying palm, Du Zhantian was wiped out without even the blood mist remaining. His figure appeared in the audience, his face suddenly changed, he was gasping for breath, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

"Who...is this?"

놛yelled angrily.

Can't even look at each other's hands.

A completely one-sided crushing.

Within the sect.

Besides the sect leader and Mr. Xu, who else would do this?

"놖!"

Fluctuations appeared in the void, and Su Lianyue's figure appeared on the healing Altar of the God of War. The restraint was still humming and trembling violently, like a big wave on a lonely boat.

Du Zhantian's eyes narrowed.

Looking at the little transparent woman standing next to her, her blond hair was flying in the wind, as beautiful as gilded gold, and her body was emitting terrible fluctuations, so tyrannical.

Look down again.

Everyone was gasping for air, their eyelids were twitching, and they were extremely frightened.

"It's the help Xiao Transparent found!"

"Early stage of Quasi-Sainthood!"

"But aeons ago, in the ancient times, there was a true saint!"

"If 놖's prediction is correct, she should be the reincarnation of Saint 그!"

Du Sihai shouted angrily!

As he spoke, anger burned in his heart. How unbecoming was it that his brother had failed like this just after he came back!

Shangguan Ce broke out in cold sweat after hearing this. Is she just a true saint? You are too underestimated!

She is the Terminator!