Chapter 1810

"Now, can you see my true face?"

The second Saint messenger stood with his hands down, looked at the first saint messenger and others calmly and said.

Not far from his feet, a great sage fell to the ground, stained with blood and almost broken!

Strong!

Just one blow, the second Saint Messenger, strongly abolished a great saint!

Although there is an element of sneak attack, it can not be questioned that his strength is really strong and terrible enough.

WOW!

On the field, there was a slight uproar!

Many great saints and strong men look a little chilly! They raised their heads and stared at the second Saint messenger!

No one expected that the second holy messenger would do it if he said it!

Moreover, this move is a sneak attack! Or a merciless sneak attack!

"Dick! You bastard!"

"Damn it! You sneak attack! Is there a bit of a saint?"

"Dick! It's time to kill! Damn it!"

"Kill him!"

A voice of great anger, followed closely, just kept ringing through!

They glared at the second Saint messenger. Unexpectedly, this guy made such a decisive move! So fierce!

The look of the second Saint messenger was very calm.

Vaguely, there was a hint of irony.

His face and character have been seen through. They don't defend themselves, but they blame him?

That's ridiculous!

"No more nonsense! Kill! Today I come to take charge of the destiny! XueYue, it's time to step down! The new world should be controlled by my Haoyue!"

The second Saint messenger said in a deep voice, with incomparable confidence and determination!

Today, he pressed everything to make this big bet!

You can't lose!

You can't lose!

The pupil of the first saint messenger contracted slightly. Until now, he didn't understand where the second man's confidence and cards were!

Why, he is sure that this time, he will win?

"Second, do you really think you will win?"

The first saint messenger looked gloomy and said coldly, "you should know the means of Lord XueYue! Now it's possible to turn back!"

"When things are irreversible, it will be too late for you to regret!"

"Turn back? Why turn back! Today, I have made up my mind! Kill the blood moon!"

The second Saint messenger said categorically!

As his words fall!

Boom!

Boom!

Behind him, a great saint and strong man burst out powerful and terrible forces one after another! It vibrates between heaven and earth!

At the same time, the saints at the peak level are also roaring and roaring!

Those who can come here with the second holy messenger are strong!

The lowest, and the Holy One!

"Old five! Old six! Big elder! Three elders! Five elders!"

The first saint messenger stared at the great saint! Look surprised and angry!

Is this the confidence of the second?

In such a short time, so many great saints and powerful people have gathered around him!

Have so many people been dissatisfied with the rule of Lord XueYue?

But.

Soon, the look of the first saint messenger also became ferocious, "that's it. Do you think you will win? You may have forgotten the means of Lord XueYue!"

Say.

His eyes suddenly looked at the bloody sweet scented osmanthus tree and said in a deep voice, "please lower your divine power! Punish the rebels!"

Finish.

He just looked forward to the second Saint messenger and others!

Blood moon can suppress them!

Although they are all great saints now, it is difficult to maintain their peak state when the second Saint messenger is suppressed by the blood moon!

Even, it will be suppressed!

Then, it's their chance!

The second Saint messenger and others also looked at the bloody osmanthus tree nervously. Although they had been determined to rebel and had countermeasures, in theory, they could not be afraid of the suppression of the blood moon.

However, when it really came to the most critical juncture, they couldn't help being a little nervous and nervous!

Blood moon, that has suppressed their existence for too many years. It can be said that each of them, in fact, has a shadow in their hearts!

How can we not be afraid, not afraid?

Besides, Zhou Chen's means can tear apart the suppression of blood moon, but it's only a theory and hasn't been really verified!

But.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Ten minutes have passed.

The bloody sweet scented osmanthus tree did not change at all, nor did it fall down any repressive force to restrict the second Saint messenger and others.

"How is this possible!"

The first saint Messenger, with his pupils slightly narrowed, cried out in disbelief.

My heart is also somewhat inexplicably flustered.

Blood moon, no second holy messenger! What does this mean?

He dare not think!

You can't think!

But in his heart, he couldn't help but have some fear! Some scary! There is also some... Despair.

Around the first saint Messenger, other strong men also changed their faces.

One by one, terrified! It's hard to see the extreme!

On their side, the biggest reliance didn't work!

The second Saint messenger was stunned!

Immediately he laughed, "ha ha, there is no suppression! The blood moon can't do! Brothers, kill! Kill the blood moon, a new world, I'm willing to take charge with you!"

"You, go to the periphery to guard! Anyone who dares to enter will be killed!"

"All of you, join hands to suppress saints!"

"Old five! Old six! Elder! You, fight with me!"

The second Saint Messenger, his voice was simple and decisive, and kept issuing orders one after another!

"Yes!"

"Please obey your order!"

A strong man, move in response! They spread around one after another, guarding the four directions and guarding against the admission of other people!

In the back of the mountain, the war also opened in an instant!

"Ha ha! Kill them! They can't do it! XueYue has abandoned them!"

"Kill!"

"Kill the blood moon! We are all great saints and strong men. How can we stay under people for a long time!"

On the side of the second Saint Messenger, many powerful people roared, and their terrible power bloomed on them. Towards the first saint messenger cAMP, they killed the past!

"Damn it! I really think that without the repressive power of Lord XueYue, you can wantonly seek death!"

The first saint was furious!

All over his body, he also had a violent and incomparable power boiling, and then he soared directly into the air, and the palm of his hand rushed forward!

Dayton time.

Void tremor! It seems to break!

A huge palm print suddenly appeared and angrily patted the saint nearest to him!

Bang!

The Holy One, who had no room for reaction, was blown up! Into a blood mist!

Play between your fingers and kill the saint like a dog!

The first holy emissary, with eyes like electricity, glanced coldly at the whole audience, "treason, be killed!"