The Holy King Lihuo appeared in the void and looked at the saints with anger.
The saints of all sects looked at each other in bewilderment.
God have mercy on me!
They didn't take any action!
Although, opening a gap in the Nine Yang Fire Region was also what they wanted.
But they really didn’t do anything!
Just now, a force appeared out of nowhere and they didn't have time to react.
There is still no time to capture the source of power.
Holy King Lihuo glanced coldly at the monks who were fleeing in all directions.
He could capture these people again, but it was obviously too late.
He had already sensed that several Saint Kings were rushing towards him at full speed.
"Since you have ruined my good deeds, then use your lives instead!"
Holy King Lihuo said coldly.
Then he rolled up his sleeves and the Nine Yang Fire Region opened again.
This time, he limited his domain to the gate of Shengtian Sect, and only included all the saints.
Devouring the spirit and cultivation of these saints should be enough for him to make further progress.
He felt that he had touched the edge of the Saint Emperor realm.
Just a tiny chance.
It would be able to put a perfect end to his tens of thousands of years of forbearance and planning.
The saints were greatly shocked.
Their strength has not yet recovered to 80%.
Facing the terrifyingly powerful Lihuo Saint King, there is no chance of winning.
"Fellow Daoist Wuming, with your strength... Damn! Where is Wuming?!" Venerable You looked behind him and said in surprise.
The others then realized that Wuming had disappeared at some point.
In other words, he was not drawn into the domain of the Holy King Lihuo at all.
The saints now have no time to think.
The sky was filled with flames that were sweeping towards them.
All the saints roared in unison and used their magical powers to resist the invasion of the sea of fire.
However, the realm of the Holy King Lihuo is more than one major realm higher than theirs, and the Nine Yang Lihuo is extremely domineering.
How can they be opponents when they haven't fully recovered yet?
Directly suppressed.
His own spiritual energy was being consumed rapidly.
Soon, someone couldn't hold on any longer.
The first person to fall was Wang Shusheng, the dean of the outer courtyard of Qiankun Academy.
Among these people.
His cultivation level is the lowest.
Just a mid-stage saint.
Moreover, what he practiced was not orthodox martial arts, but Confucianism.
The combat capability is not very strong and the defense is too poor.
Wang Shusheng fell down, and all his energy was absorbed by Lihuo Saint King.
The corpse was also burned to ashes by the Nine Yang Fire.
Such a great saint didn't even leave a corpse after his death.
outside world.
The heaven and earth wailed, and a rain of blood fell on the Shengtian Sect.
All living beings within thousands of miles can feel the sad atmosphere permeating between heaven and earth.
When a saint falls, blood rains from the sky, and heaven and earth mourn together.
It seemed that the battle lasted a long time, but in fact it was only a few moments.
The many Saint Kings of the Eastern Wilds felt the fall of the Saint, and their speeds became faster.
They could only sense the fall of a saint, but they didn't know which saint it was.
In their perception, the auras of more than ten saints were mixed together and could not be distinguished at all.
I can only pray that it is not my own power.
It is not easy to cultivate a holy realm.
What's more, the saints attending the Longmen meeting this time are among the best in the saint realm of their respective forces!
However, in just a moment, two more streams of blood rain fell.
Three saints have fallen.
Princess Jiang Yan and Master Ming.
Two late stage saints, both died!
"The eldest princess?"
"Aunt Yan?"
The expressions of Prince Divine Phoenix Jiang Li and Marquis Wu, who had already escaped from Shengtian Sect, changed drastically and revealed sadness.
They could feel a familiar breath in the blood rain.
Princess Shenfeng died at this moment.
He died at the age of thirty.
In the field, only:
Changning National Master, the perfect saint.
Master Du'e of Vajra Temple, a perfect saint.
The Great Demon Elder: Late stage saint.
Golden Lion King: Late stage of saint.
Reverend You: Late stage saint.
Reverend Qingquan: Late stage saint.
The two perfect saints can still hold on.
But the four late-stage saints are already in danger.
The guzheng of Master Qingquan was broken, his ten fingers were bloody, and his white clothes were full of holes burned by the flames, which was very miserable.
It seems that this beautiful middle-aged woman from Tianyin Valley will soon follow in the footsteps of the three saints before her.
Just when her spiritual power was exhausted and she was about to give up resistance.
A huge force stretched open the Nine Yang Fire Region, and a big hand appeared and grabbed her out.
The Saint King Tingqin from Tianyin Valley, who was the closest, arrived at the scene first.
But this will make things difficult for Venerable You who is behind Venerable Qingquan.
All the pressure on Venerable Qingquan was concentrated on him.
Bang!
The body of Master You exploded.
At this point, the two underworld gods in the Yama Palace both died.
The Saint King of Tingqin was not feeling well at the moment either.
In order to rescue Venerable Qingquan, he suffered a fierce attack from Saint King Lihuo, who blew him away far away.
He is only in the early stage of Saint King, and Saint King Lihuo has now far surpassed the perfection of Saint King. He is far from being his opponent.
The Holy King Lihuo did not pursue him either.
One less saint doesn’t matter.
The Holy King behind should be arriving soon.
He had to speed up.
He fixed his gaze on the Golden Lion King.
"Next, little lion, you are full of blood and energy, please lend me a helping hand!"
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