Regardless of whether the powerhouses present admit it or not, they all recognize Qing Ming's strength to a certain extent.
Otherwise, if it is replaced by another person, even if there is the pressure of the high-level of the four clans, it will be useless.
But how can Qing Ming defeat with one move, and even Wuji can't compare to it.
Saint Eleven snorted coldly, took a step, and was about to leave, when he couldn't help but sigh, and two sharp rays burst out from his eyes.
The two broken bodies were broken inch by inch under the pressure of the gods, and finally turned into ashes.
But that void was still shrouded in an esoteric aura, and that aura grew stronger as time passed, and a terrifying being seemed to be awakening.
"Pretending to be a ghost."
The holy eleventh body turned into rainbow light and fit in.
A terrible collision sound came, and everyone changed color.
Despite being on the periphery of the fight, they still felt the danger of death one after another.
With a bang, the heavens and the earth shattered, and a figure was shaken back in embarrassment, spitting blood in mid-air. brush The figure of Saint Eleven shot out from it, his clothes were a little messy, his hair was a little scattered, he looked gloomily at Qing Ming in the distance, and said coldly: "I really underestimated you. ” "You shouldn't have underestimated anyone."
Qing Ming spat out a mouthful of blood and said with great firmness.
"You are already at the end of the crossbow, do you think you can block my blow again" Saint Eleven ignored the many strong people around him, and said word by word.
As he spoke, he made a move.
It's faster than ever A sharp wave sliced through the heavens and the earth, and all of them, tangible and intangible, were ruthlessly shattered.
Qing Ming didn't dodge, he was hit hard at this time, he didn't have that strength, and he didn't have the time to dodge.
Qingtian instinctively stepped forward, but there was a figure that was faster than him.
It was a girl with a blue heart, who looked like she was in her twenties, and she was as arrogant as snow.
Qianqianyu commanded, like a wonderful note beating in the void, looking from a distance, like an elf, each blooming with its own brilliance.
It's like opening up the world and recreating the world.
Saint Eleven felt that his sea of knowledge was about to explode, and there was an abnormal fluctuation that resonated with his sea of knowledge.
His bloodline, his Holy Yuan, and his soul all shook uncontrollably, and there was an urge to get out of control.
"Spiritual level attack techniques, not bad, but your heat is still too tender."
Saint Eleven shouted, his wheel platform ran wildly, and a stream of soul power erupted, forcibly suppressing Huixin.
Huixin immediately spurted out a wisp of blood, she raised her head, looked at Saint Eleven, and said, "Isn't it too early to say this?"
” "There is a full realm difference between you and me, could it be that you can still go against the sky" Saint Eleven was already enraged, first there was Qing Ming, and then a wisdom popped out.
He was able to perceive the potential of the two, and could say without hesitation that as long as they could grow, it would not be difficult to catch up with him and surpass him.
It's no wonder that both the Saint Ancestor and the Soul Ancestor want to occupy the ancient territory of the Nine Heavens.
"Yan Ruyu, how long do you have to wait?"
Hui Xin suddenly shouted.
Saint Eleven's face changed slightly, and he saw that the void in front of him cracked silently, and an extremely beautiful woman was as ethereal as a fairy, holding a green lotus, rushing towards him.
Saint Eleven could feel Yan Ruyu's strength, but she was not strong enough to make his heart palpitate.
Just as he was about to punch Yan Ruyu and wait, why is it a blast, not a kill.
Such a strange thought suddenly appeared in the mind of Saint Eleven Not good and dangerous The instinct of how many battles made him understand that he was in a very dangerous situation at this time, and he immediately chose to retreat, but he was shocked to find that his thighs could not move.
Cold and piercing, connected to the upper body, but unconscious.
Masters compete, and the fight is for that moment.
A split second is enough to decide a lot of things.
The green lotus in Yan Ruyu's hand also showed its due power in an instant, sweeping through the primordial and extinct the Eight Desolations.
Saint Eleven was struck by lightning, and half of his body almost shattered, and he retreated in embarrassment. yes Saint Eleven roared in grief and indignation, and the terrifying sound waves rushed into the sky.
At this moment, whether it was Huixin or Guo Yan'er, their faces were pale, as if their vitality had been greatly damaged.
Yan Ruyu retreated concentratingly, holding Qinglian tightly in her hand, and looked at the frantic Saint Eleven in front of her motionlessly.
Saint Eleven roared for a while before calming down, his gaze was even more gloomy than before, and he stayed on Huixin's body and Guo Yan'er's body for a long time.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're using the curse of the Divine Word Fulfillment Technique."
Guo Yan'er did not deny it, and nodded slightly.
"What about you, although the magical power you used just now is similar to the technique of turning nonsense into truth, it is still fundamentally different."
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Saint Eleven asked.
"This is a psychic power, I call it the heart as I want."
Huixin said calmly.
"The heart is as I want, a good heart is as I want, the girl is a person with a big spirit."
Holy Eleven exclaimed.
"Seniors, why should you be arrogant, your strength is very strong, even if we join forces, we may not be your opponent."
Yan Ruyu said softly.
"Do you know what my name is?"
said Saint Eleven in a deep voice, "I am the eleventh among the saints, so my name is Saint Eleven."
If I can't even deal with you people, then we saints will really lose face. ” "So today you people must die, no matter what it costs me."
The faces of the monks present all changed, they were all supreme kings, and they had combat power far beyond ordinary people.
They have always been the ones who have come to oppress others, and it has never been the turn of others to oppress them.
"Whispering."
Qing Ming called in a low voice.
Whispering, not even the shadow of the Nai Ho Bridge never appeared.
"Do you want to call that girl, this void has long been blocked by me, and it is impossible for anyone to come in."
Saint Eleven smiled lightly, "So you'd better choose to fight hard, because it's impossible for me to let you go." ” "Kill" Qing Ming, Yan Ruyu, Guo Yan'er, Wuji, Feng Tian, Xiao Shenlong and others all moved, and they rushed towards Saint Eleven desperately.
The paladins also went crazy, and they began to become reckless in order to stop many strong men.
Although Saint Eleven is very powerful, he can't stand the bite of such a group of wolves Normally, a lion can easily kill a hound, but if it's two, three, a group The result is obvious, the lion will finish the game himself after killing some hunting dogs.
One by one, the strong men with demonic postures were stopped, and they had to stop, because some paladins chose the barbaric way of blowing themselves up and dying together.
Once a person plays with his life, everything will become terrible.
The pressure on Saint Eleven was greatly reduced, so he could calmly deal with many powerful people.
One move Ten tricks 100 tricks When the hundredth move fell, Saint Eleven took a deep breath and looked around, and there was no one standing anymore.
"Who else" Saint Eleven was in high spirits, and there was a sense of rebuke.
Watching the supreme heroes fall at his feet one by one, he felt a sense of accomplishment.
Although his injuries are not optimistic, how can the top combat power on the side of the Nine Heavens have been broken by him one by one, as for the remaining supremes, it is impossible to change the situation of the battle at all. airplanes A low groan came out, and the Dragon Tiger Saint Monarch was shocked to find that the green gourd in his hand was buzzing during this time period. provocation Yes, that's what it feels like.
Saint Eleven's eyes fell on Qing Hulu's body, and the more he looked at it, the more puzzled he became, and finally his pupils shrank, and he said sharply: "Guo Ming, it's you" Not a question, but an affirmative tone.
"I'm sorry to see you."
The green gourd shook slightly, and a wisp of dark blue breath erupted from the spout, and it was good in the wind, and soon turned into a man in a green shirt.
"Against the Son of Heaven."
"I read that right, it's really him" "Why didn't you show up before, and we had to wait until we were beaten by that guy and ran out of breath, thinking that this would win our favor?"
"Idiot, you can see clearly, it is not the essence of the Son of Heaven, but just his will."
"Only a blow at the peak moment disappears after a blow, and it's no wonder that he doesn't shoot at the last moment."
"If it were me, I wouldn't have made a move now, because those demons still have hole cards in their hands, and it's still a little early for the Son of Heaven to appear."
"Do you have to wait until the dead man reappears, what kind of mentality do you have?"
"As long as you can achieve the goal, even if a few people die" Saint Eleven naturally heard other people's comments, but his mind was not on it at all, he stared at Guo Ming deadly, and said in a deep voice: "Thirteen, fifteen" Guo Ming pointed at himself with a smile and said, "You should be able to detect the changes in me."
Saint Eleven wouldn't notice it, he just didn't believe it.
Anyway, those two were his friends, and now that they had fallen like this, his heart was also uncomfortable.
"You're done, Guo Ming, no one can save you."
Saint Eleven said coldly: "Kill the three major saints in a row, and the top ten saints will definitely make a move." ” "Nope."
Guo Ming shook his head and said, "Don't bother them, my body has already gone to the Taixu Saint Realm."
I'm not used to people coming to the door, so I'm going to go to the door myself. ” "You may think the saint is powerful, but it seems to me that it is the same thing."
Guo Ming said indifferently.
"Presumptuous."
Saint Eleven was utterly enraged, and no one had ever dared to insult their saints like this, not anyone
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