Chapter 348: Slaughter of Saints

The war begins!
The confrontation with the power of this kind of transcendence from the Holy Path is not only turning the world upside down, the mountains and rivers turning into dust, but more importantly, even if you fight in front of you, the terrifying power will make you unable to see through.
Even with the golden eyes brought by the opening of the "Xiao" Temple Stone Monkey, it is difficult to see it in order to show the current realm.
He could only see dimly that the headless Buddha, born in Funeral Xianyuan, after receiving the head intertwined with the starlight of Tongtian Mountain, he seemed to have boundless Buddha power, and he actually directly covered the endless darkness of the sky and overthrew it. , The scene is like the sky and the earth.
The emperor roared wildly, pushing the darkness to boil, with the power of immeasurable darkness, fiercely killing.
They are too strong.
This is the power that transcends the Holy Path, and is the power that Eternal Night Sky does not allow. Therefore, they kill the Jiutianyun. It is more like the sacred fruit tree Zhang Yang once saw. The tree is in one space, and the fruit is in another.
They seem to have killed in a different dimension, and the power of horror will not spread here.
However, the darkness is still surging, showing that the headless Buddha has not been completely suppressed, and the killings of both sides are still in the most intense daytime state.
Zhang Yang looked relaxed and happy, and his reverie speeded. He longed to reach this level one day, no, surpass them.
But there was a long howling that broke his reverie.
"Ancestor Taihuang's bloodline order!"
"Taixu Dynasty punishes and destroys the world's demon, the bane of troubled times...Publish!"
"Our ten saints came out, and Zhang Yang refused to accept it and knelt down to death!"
The holy voice echoed between heaven and earth.
On the horizon, ten saints appeared, and each of them burst out with immeasurable holy light. They galloped in wildly and domineeringly, aiming directly at publicity.
This scene directly horrified the entire Starfall Mountain Range.
Sage out!
There are still ten, and the goals are all the publicity of ascending to the sky.
Such movement makes people scared.
Zhang Yang was shocked but not surprised.
As early as when he exploded the remnant soul in the portrait of the Emperor, the Emperor issued a bloodline order, directly asking the Emperor Taixu to put aside all matters and put killing Zhang Yang as the primary task.
Now, it is not surprising that the top ten saints have been killed.
What is shocking is that there are more than ten saints.
The top ten saints are too fast, and the holy light that is set off is like a wave, madly rolling the nine heavens, and also covering their back.
It was a deity with condensed aura, majestic and immeasurable, more numerous, flying in the sky, under the sacred light of the ten saints, there were hundreds of figures that suddenly appeared.
This is not over yet.
The howls of wolves spread, and soldiers riding black demon wolves, wearing black armor and holding black spears, appeared all over the mountains.
In front of them, there are two most eye-catching.
A colored glaze is shining brightly.
A holy light lingers.
They are amazingly Jin Liuli! Jin Zhilong!
The emperor's brother and emperor sister from the new emperor of the Taixu Dynasty.
Jin Liuli's wild voice overwhelmed the voice of wolf howling.
"A hundred thousand black wolves ride, crush the vast forest!"
They believe that the power of the wild forest has also come in full swing.
Such power is shocking.
Ten saints!
Hundreds of immeasurable!
One hundred thousand elite black wolf riders!
This can make many holy places tremble and fearful.
This strength is placed on the land of Southern Xinjiang and the land of Ximo. How many sacred land imperial empire forbidden land can be taken out like this at will?
So many at one time, almost shaking the foundation of the Holy Land.
It should be known that there are only five large forests and only five who are attacking the saint level in retreat.
Zhang Yang sighed secretly, the emperor's majesty and immortality.
The Taihuang disappeared from people's sight for too long, too long, but the bloodline command he issued still made Taixu Dynasty regard it as an imperial decree, and did not dare to violate it, and directly dispatched this force that could destroy a holy land to attack.
However, he looked weird.
Could it be that the Emperor didn't know the special nature of Tongtian Mountain?
Or perhaps, the Taihuang’s abilities are limited, the Taihuang’s remnant soul, the figure of the Taihuang burial in the Great Waves of the Immortal Abyss, and the killing thought of the Taihuang Taihuang on the Tongtian Mountain, and even the Taihuang who is now fighting against the headless Buddha cannot be connected. Can't deliver more useful information the first time?
He directly spoke to the voice below and asked Lie Qingshan, Yao Ruoxian and others to leave.
These people, of course, will not be afraid when they witness the dark scene of Tongtian Mountain. In fact, they do not know the other mysteries of Tongtian Mountain.
They still evaded quickly.
Let the ten great saints, a hundred immeasurables go straight to the Tongtian Mountain.
Probably, everyone knows that Tongtian Mountain is one of the eight wonders of the West Desert. Since ancient times, no one can climb it, so it is more or less jealous, and also worried that the publicity and support will make them unable to kill. Therefore, the top ten saints, the hundreds of them are infinite Together they were far away, and together they urged their sacred artifacts, immeasurable artifacts, to kill them fiercely.
What surprised them was that they did not encounter obstacles and directly smashed to Tongtian Mountain.
This situation caused one of the saints to be surprised and shouted: "You two, go to the mountain and have a look. If possible, lift the Tongtian Mountain for this saint to see what the mystery of this mountain is. If you can, take it. Back to our Taixu Dynasty."
Two saints responded immediately and landed directly at the foot of the mountain.
In this way, the eight great saints descended on the top of the mountain.
A hundred immeasurable standing around.
"Ha ha."
Zhang Yang looked at them with a smile.
The eight great saints, and the hundreds of immeasurable ones, are discolored.
A saint said in horror: "The eighth level of the ascending heaven realm!"
"We are restricted!"
"Damn it, what power limits us, why I didn't realize it."
"What about the eighth level of the ascendant realm, he is only the ninth level of the ascendant realm, kill him!"
"Kill him!"
Eight great saints, hundreds of immeasurable statues showed a fierce and decisive side, no nonsense at all, it was the posture of the lion fighting the rabbit with all its strength.
Shot is a lore.
Zhang Yang's laughter became louder, and finally turned into a wild laugh, and shouted at the sky: "Tai Huang, thank you for sending me a head of head!"
With the last word, a bright and dazzling thunder burst out of his body.
Killing Thunder Holy Power, Great Perfection!
After the eternal night, how terrible is the power that is not allowed to exist in the world?
Zhang Yang doesn't know.
He only felt that, with a little urge, the nine-pole true essence in his body would be exhausted in an instant, and even his sacred golden body became weak because of this. It was a power far beyond imagination, even if it was only at the ninth level of the ascent beyond imagination.
"I want to kill Saint!"
He hissed frantically by this extraordinary power.
His hair was flying, his eyes were as deep as golden flames, and his clothes were hunting, and his whole body radiated thousands of killing holy thunders.
boom!
Killing Holy Ray burst shot.
In an instant, there was only the rioting holy thunder on the top of the mountain, which the saints could not see, the immeasurable could not see, and the publicity could not see it.
The dazzling thunder light then dimmed.
Even if Zhang Yang is only slightly urged and exhausted the Nine Extremes True Element, it will not last long.
The light was dim, and the mountain scene reappeared.
Time seems to stand still.
Zhang Yang stood in the center, radiating thunder and lightning all over his body, and the eight great saints that were culled, the hundreds of immeasurable ones, were all shot out by the killing holy thunder like a sword, directly piercing the chest, piercing the eyebrows, and more killing holy Lei flew out at their bodies.