On the vast river of time.
One by one, the Holy Lords appeared, they were full of vigor and momentum, with a hint of a sinister smile on their lips. They thought that the Son of Fortune in front of them was overestimating his own abilities. He was only at the Saint level, yet he was so bold as to fight against hundreds of Holy Lords on his own.
You know, although they have long died in the future, in their time, they were among the strongest.
Almost no one can defeat him, if he hadn't met the son of luck.
Perhaps they should not be so resentful now. It can be said that in their own time, they had only a few enemies, and only those few were qualified to be their enemies.
In their eyes, the Holy Lord was just a being who would die immediately after venting his breath, but now, an ant was actually angry. They couldn't help but laugh out loud, as sometimes anger was too weak.
In the eyes of others, they were indeed adorable, but now, they were wrapped in the might of heaven, their bodies were more than 100,000 feet tall, and they looked indifferently at the Holy Lord in front of them, although they did not say much.
But their momentum is like a rainbow, which can almost annihilate everything. Almost every step they take will cause endless waves in the long river of time, which will inevitably cause great disasters in such a period of history. Existence like them is almost independent of time. At this moment, they all hold supreme holy weapons and slowly look down at each other.
"You have the audacity to declare war on us."
"It's been a long time since I've seen such an arrogant guy."
"Boy, are you being pushed too far?"
"What a pity. You are not as good as other sons of destiny now. You are just a mere Saint Venerable. I don't even have the slightest intention to attack you."
"If we destroy you, the human race will be completely wiped out."
"Poor little fellow."
"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being a human."
"Some of us are traitors to the human race, some are members of the Star Myriad Races, and some have deduced that they will die at the hands of the human race, and their hearts are filled with resentment. If we kill you today, the human race will perish in the future, and we are naturally very happy to do so."
"What a pity! If you were my descendant, you might have received some training and become a Holy Lord. But now, the best outcome for you is to die here."
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Across the long river of time, a group of Saints crossed over. Their bodies were extremely tough, and they were almost not afraid of the wear and tear of time. Their bodies were surrounded by the Saint's immortal and indestructible substance, and they looked forward indifferently.
A hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth. Seeing this scene, Jiang Li couldn't help but snort coldly, and immediately gave up everything. He held the Demon-Devouring Knife in his hand, stepped on the Law of Chaos, and carried three thousand worlds on his shoulders. The mysterious and yellow energy moved on his body and transformed into an almighty dragon. Not only that, his body also possessed the Law of Decay, and he suddenly rushed forward.
Although it has been severely damaged now.
But he finally broke through to the third step of sainthood.
The woman was truly invincible. Although she was no match for the Holy Lord, she possessed so many fundamental laws, and coupled with the strength of her Myriad Laws Dao Body, she could hold out for at least a quarter of an hour!
Seeing this scene, numerous Saint Lords couldn't help but sneer, then swarmed over. Some were so powerful that they directly scooped up a vast world. Some were even more heroic. They drank liquor with one hand, and with the other, they scooped up a piece of time and immediately threw it forward, like a god. In an instant, the vast river of time shook continuously, and endless cause and effect poured over their bodies. Fighting on the river of time was no small matter. The slightest carelessness could be tainted by the cause and effect of an entire era, and then die tragically on the spot.
They naturally felt what was happening to their bodies, but they still had no fear and looked forward coldly. They had already overturned everything. In order to exterminate the human race, they would rather risk their lives. Now that they had a deep hatred with the human race, they naturally would not be polite at all.
Boom——
Boom——
In just a moment, endless laws were constantly fanned out, and the glory of the saint was cast on the spot. The two sides continued to fight, but to be precise, it was Jiang Li who kept dodging.
The Saint Lord's realm is too powerful. He is qualified to kill the enemy regardless of time and space. Such a fatal attack is not something he can withstand. Although he is not afraid of the opponent in a one-on-one fight, there are now hundreds of opponents. If he forcibly takes it on, he may die on the spot.
But what's wrong with avoiding the spotlight for the time being?
Those present had extremely rich experience in fighting with the saints. None of them who could reach this stage had not experienced life and death, and were invincible. Moreover, their fighting talents were extremely high, almost peerless. No matter whether they were men or women, they were all brilliant in their era. Now, with one move, they almost suppressed the son of luck in front of them on the spot.
Even if the other party fled immediately, it was only because they did not use their full strength.
But even so.
Jiang Li, who had completely retreated to the corner of the long river of time, was still embarrassed.
The majesty of the Holy Lord cannot be insulted.
Each of them controls the power of heaven.
It was not something he could resist. Although he dodged in time, his body was still hit by a wave of impact and suffered severe damage that the immortal matter could not repair in time. If he had not used the Holy Lord's treasure in his hand to leave the original direction in time, he might have died tragically on the spot, instead of just being torn into pieces.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he felt his once indestructible body suddenly become unstable. The might of the Holy Lord before him was so overwhelming that it pressed down on his bones, causing them to creak and crack.
His soul was trembling constantly. He looked indifferently at the group of saints in front of him. Although the two sides had never spoken, he saw that the murderous intent of the other party had almost overflowed. Although there was still a hint of sarcasm and sneer in their eyes, there were still a few people who had the intention to kill.
It was clear they had a lot of grudges against the human race, but now he had nowhere else to go. While he still had a trump card, he wasn't ready to reveal it immediately. Instead, he slowly gazed into the void. Seeing the Lord of Karma, the Lord of Time, and the Lord of the River of Blood coldly glaring at him, he frowned and roared, "I entered the River of Time to fight you. Why are you sitting high and mighty in the void now, not fighting with me? Aren't you trying to kill me?"
"Fight me if you dare!!"
"I will never be afraid of you!!"
"If you come, I can kill you."
As soon as these words came out.
The Lord of Karma and the Lord of Time frowned.
He slowly faded his smile and taunted, "You son of destiny! You're still trying to frame others even when you're about to die. I've gathered so many saints and sages, even those with magical powers and princes, all because they don't fear cause and effect, and aren't afraid of death if I kill you. But we're different. We're the guards of the Xuanming Temple, guarding a powerful figure. We have responsibilities. Our first mission is to destroy the human race, and our second mission is to guard you until this universe is destroyed."
"What are you?"
"Are you worthy of our attack?"
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