Breaking through to the holy realm is too difficult.
Being able to become a saint is an achievement that countless people cannot achieve.
He has been trapped in the first level of the Holy Realm for a very long time, so long that he cannot break through the barrier of the second level.
The saint's life is long and he can witness the great changes in the world.
But he is not immortal. The essence of the holy way in his body will also fade away, and his soul will decay under the erosion of time, causing him to slowly age and eventually die as a saint.
Only by breaking through the second level can one's strength increase greatly and lifespan also increase at the same time.
The key to the Heavenly Palace will appear. Although he doesn't know the exact time, it may take thousands or even millions of years, but he can afford to wait. Only there can he have the possibility of a breakthrough.
"I have it, it's in my hands!"
Ying Xuan's domineering voice spread in all directions.
He actually challenged the dignity of a saint and did not take him seriously.
"Is the Emperor Qin crazy? Doesn't he know how terrifying the Saint is? He's dead for daring to say such things to the Saint!"
"When the Saint is angry, heaven and earth will be stained with blood, and his Qin Kingdom will be finished!"
"No matter how powerful your immortal transformation is, you can never defeat a Saint. That barrier is insurmountable!"
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The strong men from the Three Kingdoms and One Sect were very surprised by Ying Xuan's words that he did not take the Saint seriously.
"Interesting. I'm the Ancient Sage Youyun. I've lived for so many years and have met many arrogant people, but I've never seen anyone as arrogant as you."
The murderous intent suddenly dropped.
The void trembled, a chill came, the saint's power erupted, and his boundless murderous intent enveloped the area. The ancient saint Youyun's power was vast, turning into a cage of heaven and earth to suppress Ying Xuan.
Boom! He raised his hand and struck, and the aura of law enveloped him. The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, destroying everything along the way. A huge hole suddenly penetrated and extended all the way to Ying Xuan.
Ying Xuan's expression was indifferent.
In his perception, the ancient saint Youyun was not as powerful as the saint on the remote island.
But he is much more crazy than that saint.
With a dazzling brilliance that was unparalleled in the world, Ying Xuan controlled the eight wildernesses with his palm. With one palm strike, the holy power that was about to kill him collapsed immediately.
With the immense power of an emperor, he can break all laws with one force and destroy the magical powers of the saints.
The ancient sage Youyun raised a finger, and a dark beam of light, wrapped with strands of dark lightning, containing the power of the holy laws, pointed at Ying Xuan.
The emperor shook the sky with one finger.
Ying Xuan raised his hand and pointed, as if coming from the chaos, seizing the boundless power of chaos.
Rumble! The direct collision of the two strongest men's power brought about too much destruction. Where the two fingers met, a raging tide appeared, and there was a great destruction.
A shocking scene.
The Qin Emperor actually blocked a finger from the Saint Realm, and judging from his appearance, he was not at a disadvantage, but rather had enough strength to be on par with the Saint Realm.
"How strong is a true saint?"
A rare fighting spirit burst out in Ying Xuan's eyes.
He is invincible in the state of metamorphosis, and any metamorphosis will be easily wiped out by him. Only in the holy realm can he use his full strength and display all his strength.
He took a quick step and arrived in front of the Ancient Sage Youyun, and took the initiative to attack.
His punch was like a demon, the sky was dark and the earth was dark. Like the master of the devil, he punched out with ferocious force.
The Ancient Sage Youyun naturally would not dodge and also threw a punch.
The two fists collided, causing another terrifying destruction. The vast holy power rushed into Ying Xuan's body, trying to disintegrate Ying Xuan's power with absolute suppression.
But he was surprised.
No one knows who this emperor is, but his holy power is unable to destroy his opponent.
Bang, bang, bang! Where the two men were fighting, an absolutely forbidden area was formed.
The ancient sage Youyun raised his five fingers to the sky and struck down. Five beams of light fell around Ying Xuan, forming a cage and squeezing the surrounding void.
"Holy Judgment!"
His cold and ruthless voice rang out.
The power of Holy Judgement decides all life.
Immediately, as he waved his hand, countless laws emerged and condensed into a sword of holy judgment, which slashed directly at Ying Xuan.
"This is the judgment of the saint, judging all those who disrespect the saint!"
Far away, Fu Li was just watching the battle, but the pressure made him feel suffocated.
But the next moment, he saw an even more incredible scene.
Facing the Holy Judgement's sword coming towards him, Ying Xuan just grabbed the sword with his palm. His hand had infinite strength and crushed it directly.
As he stepped forward, the void shattered, and the cage could not contain this great emperor.
"Dark Cloud Storm!"
Infinite holy power!
The ancient saint Youyun held up a storm in his hand, and the laws of the holy way turned into sharp edges, bombarding with the most violent posture.
But the weird thing is.
Around Ying Xuan, there were streams of light spreading. This was the immortal power that defeated the swirling storm and kept itself in immortality forever.
Although there is holy power in the holy realm, he controls an immortal power, the power of domination!
The ancient sage Youyun was in a very unhappy mood.
Facing Yuhua should have been an easy task, but now not only was he unable to defeat the opponent, but the opponent's strength was no weaker than his.
The power of the emperor!
Boom! The surging tides, the brilliance of gods and demons, shone together, forming a magnificent and dreamy color, as if this was the purest brilliance of the Emperor.
Waves of power piled up one after another like ocean waves.
The momentum that Ying Xuan created at this moment overshadowed that of the Ancient Sage Youyun, and the heaven and earth were under his control.
The wrath of the emperor, the divine fist of domination, the power to destroy the heavens and saints, the vast and boundless power, directly transformed into the most fierce attack on the ancient saint Youyun.
He must keep the rhythm of the battle firmly in his own hands.
We must also use the power of the holy realm to temper ourselves.
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