How strong is the saint?

None of the people present have a fixed number.

That is the existence of the Great Emperor.

That is the existence that has transcended the secular and transcended into the sacred.

If you start cultivation from the most basic of the soul-being, it will be a hurdle when the soul-being reaches the heavenly soul realm. Among the thousands of soul-beings, I am afraid that only a few people can enter the heavenly soul realm. This is already a genius.

And when the Heavenly Soul Realm continues to cultivate and enters the Realm of Silence, there will be a big hurdle, and thousands or even tens of thousands of people will break through, and after the Tianjiao, it will be the Burning Heaven Realm, the Burning Heaven Realm and the Heaven Sovereign Realm. It's not difficult, you can reach the imperial emperor, and you can't get involved without talent. However, entering the pseudo-emperor, for many souls, this is the end of their lives.

After the pseudo-emperor is the emperor realm, if you want to enter the emperor realm, apart from gaining opportunity and inheritance, it is impossible to get involved only by your own strength.

I don't know how many people have been stuck in the pseudo-emperor for their entire lives.

How many years has the Nine Soul Continent existed, and how many statues can the Great Emperor have? I am afraid that what is coming today can already represent the number of emperors left in the Nine Soul Continent.

These are dragons and phoenixes among hundreds of thousands or even millions of souls, and they are all gods that countless souls look up to.

However, for these people, the saint is their god. It is hundreds of thousands of times more difficult than the imperial emperor to reach the realm of the great emperor.

One person here can enter the realm of saints, that's pretty good. For the souls, sainting is almost a god.

Bai Ye received countless opportunities and was able to help him, but now he is no more than the lower emperor, and this saint can cultivate to the present level, what is his luck, opportunity, and talent that is weaker than others?

After all, Bai Ye is a big supporter, even with the dead dragon, it is not absolutely invincible.

A saint is nothing worse than Bai Ye!

"The saint, it's really extraordinary. What are the strong people that he faced before in front of the saint? He has almost no flaws, no weaknesses, and only a frontal attack, I am afraid that he will not be defeated."

Bai Ye gritted his teeth, his face was pale, and he used the dead dragon to support his body to fight.

The sword just now severely injured him.

Most of the breath in the body has been consumed.

The power of teamwork will not last long.

If this continues, we will undoubtedly lose!

He stared at the other person, thinking about the countermeasures.

However, the saint did not give Bai Ye a chance to breathe. He raised his hand again and cut off the ‘Dead Dragon Sword’ that had been condensed from his hand.

The moment the'Dead Dragon Sword' fell, the lightsaber disappeared, but the remaining power slammed at him like a scourge.

This'Dead Dragon Sword' is not a counterfeit, because the saint has absorbed most of the power of the Dead Dragon Sword when fighting against the white night. Now he is only treating his body in his own way, killing the Dragon Sword's sword. Force back to go back.

At the back of the white night's pace, while swinging the sword again, the force of the two dead dragons collided and shattered the void.

But at the same time, a supreme sacred power suppressed him again.

Boom!

Bai Ye's feet instantly stepped on the broken ground. At that moment, the entire Soul Continent seemed to sink several meters.

"Sky Thunderprint!"

Bai Ye gritted his teeth and shouted.

Countless thunder and lightning fell above the sky.

"Small bugs and bugs, dare you to make a fool of yourself? I see I am born with great ease!!"

The saint raised his hands high and gave a long scream. The thunder and lightning fell into his hands. The saint drew a circle on the sky with his palms, and then waved forward.

咵嚓!

A stern lightning spurted from his palm, condensed into a thunder dragon, and slashed fiercely towards Bai Ye.

"crack!"

At the critical moment, Bai Ye took a drink.

Huangquan Life and Death Curse was activated.

The power of mantra directly shreds Thunder Dragon.

But the next moment, the body of the saint suddenly appeared in front of him, punching fiercely.

This punch will definitely move the mainland! Shatter the evil sea!

The suppressed Bai Ye was extremely slow, and this punch... couldn't escape it!

"It's over! The white night is over!"

"He is dead!"

The emperors trembled, their eyes sluggish.

Once Bai Ye died, these people would definitely not be able to escape.

"roll!"

At this critical moment, Bai Ye roared.

World domineering tactic!

Boom!

The surging mutant emperor qi was mixed with the hot flame holy power before, spreading around like ripples.

The surrounding space shattered directly, the earth shattered, and the fist that struck was directly skewed. The saint was caught off guard, and he staggered back half a step.

Bai Ye's eyes drenched and roared again.

"Prison town monument! Lock me!!!"

Whoosh!

A black light flew out of the Qianlong ring at Bai Ye's fingertips, circled in the air for several times, and then went straight to the pilgrim town.

"This is the prison monument?" The saint was shocked: "How can you ants have so many gods?"

Boom! Boom! Boom...

A scene that everyone can't believe occurs.

But seeing that the prison monument had extremely terrifying restraint against the holy power, it instantly smashed the saint's power and directly pressed on the top of the saint's head. His body trembled directly, and finally couldn't hold it, and he knelt on the ground.

what?

The Quartet was in an uproar.

Bai Ye was also taken aback.

Is the power of the prison monument so effective for the saint?

The prison monument kept spinning, and the broken inscription released several chains like aura, directly locking the saint.

Bai Ye was overjoyed.

Never thought that the prison monument could have such power.

"This is just the prison word stele of the prison monument. It is just a broken prison monument. It is far from possible to suppress a true saint!!"

The saint screamed sternly, and burst into endless power!

He is serious!

The true power of the saint is about to emerge!

The prison monument trembled, as if it could not be supported, and the saint no longer only used holy power, a large amount of soul power and imperial energy emerged in his body, like a cathartic flood, impacting the prison monument.

The prison monument has the miraculous effect of suppressing sacred power, but the suppressing effect of soul power and imperial energy is really not strong, which is why Bai Ye often does not use it.

However, this is his only chance.

Bai Ye endured the severe pain on her body, gritted her teeth, drew her sword and slashed over.

The terrifying yin and yang shield appeared again and stood directly in front of the saint.

Bai Ye kicked the yin and yang shield, and the surging power shook the shield tremblingly. He kicked the situation and jumped up, trying to spare the yin and yang shield.

But at the same time, the Yin-Yang Shield also changed. His huge shield directly stretched out, covering the entire saint like a tortoise shell.

This is almost perfect defense!

But in this lightning and flint, Bai Ye suddenly thought of something and opened his eyes.

"Gluttonous sacred fire!!"

call! ! ! !

The soul power vented by the saint was directly burned.

Yin Yang Shield also trembled.

The prison monument suppressed the holy power of the saint, and the Yin Yang Shield was activated with soul energy! The influence of gluttonous sacred fire on it is not unimportant.

Bai Ye retracted with one arm, put the Dead Dragon Sword into the scabbard, and then slammed his palm forward.

Ice palm!

咵嚓! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

With the beating of the palms, the biting ice power permeated. But the Yin Yang Shield also began to show off its power, constantly absorbing the power of the ice.

just.

The saint was suppressed by the prison monument and burned by the gluttonous sacred fire. It is extremely difficult to support the prison monument. If you want to use the yin and yang shield perfectly, it seems to be powerless. After absorbing the power of ice for a while, yin and yang A thin layer of frost has appeared on the surface of the shield.

almost.

Bai Ye's forehead blinked, and he immediately drew his sword and slashed towards the Yin Yang Shield.

"You are too naive! Give me a suck!!!"

The saint inside roared directly.

The Yin Yang Shield is like an open mouth, swallowing sword power fiercely.

but.

Bai Ye didn't stop there, and continued to slash with his sword.

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

The dead dragon's sword power is mad. The sound of the sword shook the sky and the earth moved, like a ghost and howling, like a thousand beasts rushing, with unparalleled momentum.

With this breath, Bai Ye slashed hundreds of death dragons.

The breath of Slash was exhausted, and the soul of heaven was wilted.

But he still kept going, his face was crazy, and he slashed hoarsely.

The Yin Yang Shield can indeed absorb power and then counterattack.

However, its absorption is not unlimited.

When the bottom one hundred and four swords were cut down, the Yin Yang Shield had already expanded.

This shield has reached its limit under the crazy attack of White Night!

Can't support it anymore!

Boom! !

The one hundred and five sword cut down.

"bad!"

The saint under the yin and yang shield was shocked.

boom!

A shocking explosion sounded as if torn the sky.

Afterwards, a huge golden mushroom cloud exploded at Bai Ye and the saint.

All the emperors were horrified, staring at that side dumbfounded.

At this moment, no matter who it was, his breathing was stagnant, his heart stopped beating, and even the so-called inheritance of the saint couldn't attract them anymore.

This is the battle of killing gods.

It's the battle of the pinnacle!

In this battle, regardless of whether Bai Ye wins or loses, his name will always be passed down in the history of the Nine Souls Continent.

The explosion cut the ground tens of feet away, almost exposing magma.

This place has completely turned into a huge deep pit, and many underground rivers have just spewed out, they have been evaporated, and the underground magma has been solidified as soon as it appeared.

The destructive force generated by the explosion continues to swirl, distorting the space and tearing everything apart.

This terrifying sight, like a red iron block, was deeply burned in the hearts of all the emperors.

I don't know how long it took before this aura of destruction gradually calmed down.

The power of the saints that suppressed the emperors has disappeared.

Everyone got up and stared over there.

Who's winning?

White night?

People looked at them with horror, including countless powerful men hiding in the dark.

Emperor Ji and Emperor Zhu held each other's hands tightly and stared at that side intently.

They are looking forward to it.

Looking forward to the white night coming out.

But countless emperors didn't want this, once Bai Ye walked out alive.

Then it means that he defeated the emperor.

He became a god-killer.

Once the killing of God succeeds, he is God.

At that time, the Vientiane Gate will no longer be able to restrain him.

He will become the new master of Nine Souls.

He will shake the Vientiane Gate and stand at the pinnacle of the Nine Souls.

Finally, the scene over there is clear.

But just at a glance, everyone's expressions slowly become rigid...

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