Chapter 105 Refining the Saint!

Chapter 105 Refining the Saint!

Xiao Rongyu.

Wang He.

Elder Jiang.

Elder Wang.

Elder Sun.

There was ecstasy on the faces of these people, but most of them were still confused. This man in black robe used the Donghuang Bell, which was the secret skill of Donglin Sect. However, when did Donglin Sect have such a number one figure, why didn't they know? .

"Could it be that Elder Chu traded this skill away in exchange for an opportunity to protect the sect!" Elder Wang, who suppressed the forbidden area, said complicatedly. He felt that this was very possible. Although he felt sad and disappointed, he felt that it might not be unacceptable. , if the two sides are allowed to join forces, Donglin Sect will be in real crisis.

"Boom!"

Saint of Zhenwu Sect.

A saint from the Immortal Sect.

These two were really panicked.

The trauma he encountered earlier was the end of his strength, so the saint of the Zhenwu Sect was better off. He integrated with the Zhenwu method, and his every move carried the imperial aura of scorning the world. His strength also soared by several levels, but it was still limited. Facing this situation in front of him, He gritted his teeth and said, "You burn your life essence and blood to help me take action!"

Immortal Sect Saint Mu Hong's complexion changed. Burning his essence and blood was not a temporary thing and he would not be able to recover for a long time. His longevity was completely damaged. In his current state, he would not be able to live long even after being burned.

"What are you waiting for!"

"Wait a little longer!"

"You and I are both going to die!"

The saint of Zhenwu Sect roared, his body was filled with golden light, and his arrogance was rising sharply. It was obvious that he had burned his blood and essence first. This also made Mu Honghuang change, knowing that he really couldn't hold on any longer.

"Buzz!"

Wisps of life essence and blood burned.

Withered white hair.

Re-suffuse black.

There is heartache in the eyes.

More of it is resentment.

"Still struggling?" Chu Xun's eyes flashed with coldness and ridicule. He still wanted to struggle fearlessly at this time. It was simply naive and ridiculous. Although his body was severely damaged, it was more than enough to activate the Donghuang Bell again. Yes, as soon as I thought of it, there was another big bell in the sky. With a long trembling, it suddenly suppressed.

"Boom!"

Double clock superimposed.

Fit together.

"Bang!"

There was a sound of bones shattering.

Saint of Shenxing Sect.

The old woman of the Goddess Sect.

Both of them were trembling.

"Donghuang Bell can actually be superimposed!" Even the elders of Donglin Sect were shocked. They had never tried this unique skill and could use it like this.

Even if Chu Xun dares to do this, he has absolute confidence. The original body and the clone belong to one body, and the energy and other things are completely consistent. At the same time, using the Donghuang Bell to superimpose them together is more than enough.

This is very tragic for the two people inside.

One Donghuang Bell can make them miserable.

Now the two bells are in perfect harmony.

The power exploded.

"puff!"

Coughing up blood.

weak.

Mu Hong's black hair turned gray in an instant as he barely recovered from the burning of his life essence and blood. His eyes flashed with grief, anger, despair and powerlessness. He could feel that his life was coming to an end. The most terrifying thing was that the clock was still shrinking, and the pressure increased every inch it shrunk. The skyrocketed, and he had a hunch that he wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.

"I……!"

"dying!"

Mu Hong said hoarsely.

The saint of the Zhenwu Sect who was trying his best to ring the bell also trembled. He turned around and saw that he was now skinny and haggard. He knew that he was really on the verge of death. There was a tremor in his eyes, even though he had expected the saint of the Immortal Sect. Falling is a good thing, but when it really comes to him, his heart is still trembling, and the rabbit is dead and the fox is sad. What's more, he is also facing this situation.

"But I...I'm not willing to give in!" Mu Hong roared ferociously. He was a dignified saint. He came here with pride, but he has been severely beaten by the younger generation. He is now in a dying state. He is not willing to accept even death. His eyes are scarlet and he says: "Help me take revenge. !”

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The Zhenwu Sect Saint's heart trembled.

Witnessing the latter burning the essence of life.

A final blow.

Two strikes.

Three strikes.

Four strikes.

"Crack!"

A crack broke.

Opened the Donghuang Bell.

Chu Zun, the saint of Zhenwu Sect, seized this opportunity and tried his best to spread the cracks and escaped from the huge pressure. Looking back before leaving, he saw that the saint of Xiandao Sect was dying, his body was surrounded by flames, and he would become immortal at any time. , said hoarsely: "Help me... take revenge!"

"Bo!"

Next breath.

The saint of the Immortal Sect was engulfed in flames.

Turned into fly ash.

Trembling with the sound of bells.

Thoroughly refined.

A generation of saints.

fall from the sky!

"Gulong!"

"Gulong!"

this moment.

Heaven and earth feel something.

The nearest saints also sensed this and looked at each other with complicated expressions. The saint from the Goddess Sect trembled and said, "The saint has died."

Saint of Zhenwu Sect.

A saint from the Immortal Sect.

Both.

Someone must have died.

The calm mind of the Shenxing Sect saint also appeared in a trance, and his face was filled with short-term astonishment. What was more complicated was that a saint had already died. It was too late to say anything next, and it was pointless whether to take action or not.

"Bo!"

A stream of blood-stained light escaped from under the Donghuang Bell. Qin Yu, the leader of the Immortal Dao Sect, looked at the figure whose blood was boiling but showing weakness and fatigue. His body trembled suddenly as if struck by thunder. If he hadn't been holding the magic gun, He had fallen down, his face was pale, and fear emanated from the depths of his pupils, and he said, "Where is my saint!"

A saint just said that the saint has died.

Since the person who died was not a saint from the Zhenwu Sect.

Who could that be?

He didn't want to admit it.

Staring hard.

My heart was bleeding and trembling.

"Swoosh!"

The saint of Zhenwu Sect looked back. He witnessed the death of the saint of Xiandao Sect, burning his life and being refined alive. Even though he had this idea earlier, the real thing was still trembling, because their powerful enemy had not been killed yet, and his fellow Taoist was the first to die.

"Hmm!"

"Another escaped!"

The black-robed man whispered softly, as if with surprise, and turned his palm down. A big hand blossomed from his palm, covering the world and slowly suppressing it.

"Help me!" The saint of Zhenwu Sect was filled with desire and the desire to survive. The Xiandao Sect fought for his life and burned the embers to exchange for a glimmer of life for him, and the last words were directly thrown behind his mind. What revenge, it was all nonsense, so he had to think about how to survive under the joint efforts of these two.

Saint of Shenxing Sect.

Saint of Shennv Sect.

These two were also moved.

Witnessing the tragic situation of the Saint of Zhenwu Sect, they also felt sad. This existence, who was vaguely the first Saint in the East Region, was forced into such a situation. It was really sad.

Xiao Rongyu.

Wang He.

Elder Jiang.

Elder Wang.

Elder Sun.

These people also had feelings, but more of them were happy. The death of the Saint Mu Hong of Xiandao Sect was the biggest happy event for them. The haze on their heads was also dispelled. They were excited and secretly happy: "Who is the black-robed man? How could he be so powerful? Together with Elder Chu, he killed the powerful enemy in a blink of an eye!"

Xiao Rongyu shook her head slightly. With her eyesight, she could naturally see that it was Elder Chu who had severely injured the two people before. He was already at the end of his strength. With this cooperation, he successfully controlled the opponent. But it didn't matter. At this point, the next step was just finishing work. A Saint of Zhenwu Sect could not rebel against the sky.

The Saint of the Divine Travel Sect hesitated for a moment and said, "I hope you will show some mercy. My Eastern Region is in a critical moment, and the Green Bull Demon Lord is eyeing us covetously. Please be cautious!"

"Get lost!"

Chu Xun said coldly.

Xiandao Sect.

Zhenwu Sect.

When both sides came to kill.

You didn't come to be the peacemaker.

I am still hoping to save your face by standing up at this time?

The Saint of the Divine Travel Sect had a gloomy expression, and his palms under his wide sleeves clenched and loosened, but he still didn't do anything, and watched Chu Xun kill the Saint of the Zhenwu Sect.