Su Ziyao's strong appearance immediately stabilized the situation on the main peak of Chixiao Peak.

"The Holy Lord has an order. Anyone who dares to cause trouble here will be killed without mercy. The Ninth Princess is no exception."

The Great Sage Fuguang, who was fighting with Mr. Ghost and the Great Sage of the Demon Clan in the sky, was extremely anxious when he saw this, and immediately shouted with the blessing of the holy voice.

The three great sages Jueming breathed a sigh of relief. Without any words or promises, they would not have dared to take action against Su Ziyao rashly.

"The Ninth Princess broke through my Jueming Blood Prison with just one move. I admire you so much. Can you give me a few more moves?"

After hearing Fu Guang's words, the Great Sage Jueming stepped forward and looked at Su Ziyao suspiciously.

Jian Jingtian's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he said angrily: "Jueming, if you have the guts, fight me. Bullying the Ninth Princess is nothing."

Jue Ming said coldly: "You think I don't dare? In the realm of Heavenly Mystery, even if your eighth-grade swordsmanship is at its peak, I don't have no means to deal with you. It's just that you love risking your life the most and don't bother to pay attention to you."

"Since the Ninth Princess has the courage to destroy my blood prison, doesn't she dare to fight me head-on?"

Whoops!

There was a sudden sound of breaking through the sky, but the many great saints who had previously destroyed Danxiao Peak, Bixiao Peak and Qingxiao Peak finally freed their hands and descended on Chixiao.

In an instant, there were eleven more great saints in Xuantian Sect's camp on Chixiao Peak, and all of them were powerful and powerful, as powerful as a rainbow.

Of the six great saints stationed on these three peaks, only five came. Without exception, all of them had been severely injured, their faces were pale, and their holy glory was dim.

There is no way around it, the numerical gap is too big, and there are no ruthless people like Long Yunyi or Ye Guhan, so it will be difficult for other peaks to block the opponent.

Mu Xuankong's face darkened slightly when he saw this, and even Jian Jingtian frowned slightly.

On the other hand, the morale of the Great Sage Jueming and others increased greatly, with a proud smile on their faces.

"Ninth Princess, do you dare to fight with me?"

Jue Ming stared at the other party and said aggressively.

The reason why he targeted Su Ziyao was that he had a vengeful character. Su Ziyao destroyed his blood prison and wanted to find a way to trample the opponent.

Su Ziyao remained calm, and the Emperor Dragon Fist dealt with it calmly.

Bang bang bang!

When the Great Sage Jueming took action, Su Ziyao could only defend passively, but in the end she would rather be injured than give in.

Can't retreat, can't give in!

This is the principle of the emperor's holy way. The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the country. Once he retreats, the emperor's power will be greatly reduced.

But if you don't retreat, the power of the emperor will become more and more courageous as he fights.

The hymns between heaven and earth are also echoing constantly. Those majestic golden shadows behind Chixiao Peak are holding up their hands, and there are rays of holy light like golden streams, condescendingly falling on Su Ziyao.

Those holy lights fell on Su Ziyao, and the injuries she suffered healed instantly.

The truth is above, I am the king of the world!

The more Su Ziyao fought, the more courageous she became. Not only did she not retreat an inch, but the holy light on her body became even brighter.

"This is really a myth of the world. Heaven is praising her!"

Mu Xuankong looked at the majestic golden shadows in all directions and was extremely shocked. These visions had only been seen in ancient books and legends.

The previously cynical Great Sage Cang Mang's expression became much more solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "This girl is destined to be the King of Kunlun."

On the other hand, the Xuantian Sect camp looked at those majestic golden shadows and the holy light bursting out of their hands, and their faces looked quite ugly.

The Great Sage Jueming suddenly became anxious, knowing that he could no longer hold anything back and must hit the target with one strike to completely defeat the opponent.

"Dirty Earth Yama!"

The Great Sage Jueming activated his own realm and condensed a thousand-foot-high Hell Yama. That Yama was like a priest in hell, with endless pressure, and even a faint divine glow blooming in its eyes.

It was obvious that there were terrifying divine patterns lingering in the depths of his eyes. This was a killing move that surpassed dragon spirit level martial arts.

"Well done!"

But before everyone could scream, Su Ziyao, who had been motionless, suddenly jumped into the air.

Boom!

When the emperor was angry, millions of corpses were laid down, blood flowed for thousands of miles, and the mountains and rivers of the world trembled.

Su Ziyao's right hand smacked out towards the Evil Earth Yama. The Nirvana Divine Pattern bloomed on the back of her hand, and Nie Mie stretched out her hand to take action again.