Chapter 2177

The elder Xiantao didn't answer the question of Qinglian Sword Fairy, because he didn't know how to answer this question, and there was no absoluteness.

A corner of the small area fell into silence. Ye QingHan was surrounded by several fairy peaches. The most holy golden body was absorbing the spirit of the fairy and quenching the alchemy body. The body exuded a thick white holy light, and the smell was stronger and stronger.

The villain who knows the sea smashes the sky with one finger and shatters the Star River with a momentum like a rainbow.

Ye QingHan's soul is strong enough to decompose and do different things.

With the support of Xiantao, the spirit of immortality pervades the air. Ye QingHan's flesh body moves thousands of miles every day. With the reorganization of order and strong soul blessing, the progress speed is far beyond the scope that human beings can understand.

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At this moment, the big world is in chaos. The four great saints work together, not only do not force back the evil soul, but raze the tianfo temple and the great eternal holy land of Kendo to the ground. The creatures do not know how many have died. Resentment and evil spirit are intertwined and rise into the sky, and the evil soul becomes more terrible.

The holy body of the great saint is really strong. Even if it is hit by the four great saints, it will not hurt the elegance and the evil soul at all.

All holy places and powerful families began to flee towards the edge of the world. The longer the four great saints supported, the farther they fled. Unfortunately, their speed was too slow. A hundred years of escape was not enough for the great saints to catch up in a few days.

Some ordinary creatures know they can't escape. They simply give up ground life and continue to dig underground palaces. They dig deeper and deeper, even thousands or even tens of thousands of meters deep. There is no sunshine, and they can only be illuminated by gold and night pearls.

Because of this, another race was born, the Tuxing clan. The secret method of cultivation is also changing, specializing in the earth element.

Wu Zhenjun's holy land. Wu Zhenjun looks at the South with a dignified face. They are already in the far north. There is no retreat. Moving north is the ice and snow world. The frozen world can't survive at all.

Hundreds of millions of creatures in the holy land can only pray, and the power of faith is strong. It is transmitted to Wu Zhenjun's knowledge sea. One wish force explodes in Wu Zhenjun's knowledge sea, which makes him miserable. This is his people and his territory. Let him give up and escape alone. He can only live in pain all his life.

Wuzong, the true disciple of the holy land, is now not far from the realm of saints, but it is difficult to achieve the realm of saints without fairy pills. Now he came to wuzhenjun and pleaded with a heavy face, "old ancestor, retreat. If you don't retreat, it will be too late. The war clan territory will soon be swallowed up and occupied by darkness. The next step will be our holy land."

Wu Zhenjun smiled bitterly, not that he didn't want to retreat, but where to retreat. What should these people do?

"If you can't let go, we can take away some elites. After all, you're not a great saint. Why resist all the pressure on yourself?" Wuzong urged bitterly.

Hoo

Wu Zhenjun exhaled a foul breath, waved and said, "gather elites, women, children and others... Just give up!"

"Yes!" Wu Zong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Wu Zhenjun was going to give up some people. At the moment, he was really afraid that Wu Zhenjun would like to live and die with these people.

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At this moment, in the summer Marquis holy land, the two saints can't take away all the people. They can only selectively take away about half of the people. Others can only rely on themselves. The world is unfair. They can only rely on themselves!

Xiahou he and Xiahou Supreme Master jointly swept away countless creatures, put them into their own small world, detour through the war clan territory, and then enter the holy land of Wudao Zhenjun, cross the Holy Land and rush to the East. The goal is the sea.

At this time, the four great saints were exhausted and fought for nearly a hundred years, but the evil soul became braver and braver, the darkness shrouded the world, and the world order was collapsing, including hell, tianfo temple and the eternal holy land of kendo, which had destroyed three holy places.

No matter how strong Xia Chaoyang is, he can only remain invincible, and he is unwilling to do his best, resulting in the territory occupied by the evil soul becoming larger and larger.

The evil soul has red eyes, one palm and one palm. It is tireless. Greedy desire and terrible evil spirit diffuse and impact everywhere. The earth appears one abyss after another, with gaps all over and extending in all directions. It is dyed red by red blood.

Thousands of miles, all dark world!

"All surrender! Be my slaves, and I'll teach you how to be a man... Ha ha..." the evil soul laughed wildly and stared at the ghost and God ancestor. His cultivation is the worst, but his breath is closest to himself. As long as he swallowed the ghost and God ancestor, his cultivation will move forward again.

The ancestors of ghosts and gods don't want to fight anymore. They finally achieved the great sage realm. How can they die like this!

Whew——————————

Boom!!

Ghosts and gods fled to the void, punched through the river, and disappeared into a different space in the twinkling of an eye.

One of the great saints ran away. The other great saints were not stupid. The emperor and the Holy One did not even hesitate. They quickly fled to the East, followed by the great saints of heaven.

Xia Chaoyang was furious, but the three saints ran away, and he would not die for the world. He was about to flee, but the evil soul's resentment against Xia Chaoyang had reached the limit.

"Gaga, Xia Chaoyang, you don't want to run away! I want you to be my dog and real dog all your life!" the evil soul screamed sharply, tore the river, turned his gloomy five fingers into lightning, and grabbed directly behind Xia Chaoyang.

Lord Xia Chaoyang's hair suddenly rises, constantly dodges and moves, and the nine changes of the stars run to the peak, but he can't get rid of this evil soul at all.

"Destroy the holy finger!"

WOW!!

Boom————————

Xia Chaoyang actually figured out the holy finger, but the details are different from ye QingHan's, and the power is worse, but the destruction is much more terrible than ye QingHan's.

The fingerprints destroy the sky and the earth, the Qi force penetrates the earth, a gap stretches, and the endless mountains and rivers are annihilated!

Boom!!!

The fingerprints destroyed the withered and decayed, and in the twinkling of an eye they were killed in front of the evil soul.

The evil soul was shocked, and there was a trace of shock in his eyes. Then he turned his claw into a fist, and one fist hit the fingerprint. Two attacks collided with each other, and the spirit rushed into the star river. The evil spirit then spread, destroying the Xiahou holy land. Countless creatures died instantly, and the city of Xiahou's ancestral land collapsed directly, shaking the earth and mountains.

Boom————————

WOW!!!

Rub, rub!!

The two men galloped backward and crushed the world, but the Lord took advantage of the opportunity to escape. A drop of blood hung around his mouth and forced the operation of the holy finger, causing him no small trauma!

"Damn it, I must find ye QingHan and get the real cultivation method of destroying the holy finger!" the Holy Lord's eyes are full of greed and desire. Now he doesn't hesitate and rushes to the east to find ye QingHan.

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The four great saints worked hard for more than a hundred years and bought many people time to escape. At least the saints had time to escape.

As soon as the great saint fled, the big world completely lost hope!

The evil soul looked at his fist, and the fist bones were broken. He was shocked and said, "what kind of magic is this? It can break the great saint!"