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"Pfft!"

The Elder of the Spirit Race stretched out his hand to grab Lingyu, and the endless power exploded in his hand, like a small sun, bursting in his hand.

The monstrous power spread out, completely blowing one of his arms into a cloud of blood.

Half of his body became tattered, dripping with blood, and even white bones could be seen, which was extremely terrifying.

"what happened?"

The Elder of the Spirit Race was pale and embarrassed, but he didn't care about his own injuries, but suddenly raised his head and looked at the Void Lord.

In the depths of his eyes, there was a deep look of horror, and he didn't react for a long time.

All of this came too suddenly.

No one noticed in advance.

Originally thought that if a Xiao Fan appeared today, it would already be a catastrophe for the spirit clan, but it seemed that the real big head was still behind, the blow just now.

But not everyone can use it.

To be able to injure him to this extent, the strength of the opponent must be at least a peak Saint, or even a... Saint King!

"Which........Which fellow daoist, are you joking with the Eldar?"

The Great Elder of the Eldar, tremblingly spoke.

There was a trace of grief and indignation in the voice.

With that blow just now, the opponent directly wiped out most of the Spirit Clan, but he still had to pay 770 smiley faces, and even wanted to use a joke to fool the past.

Although he really wanted to let the other party appear and fight him to the death, he didn't have the confidence at all, because there are some words that depend on the situation and the place.

As far as the current situation and place are concerned.

Let me say it myself, it is not difficult for thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, but once such words are said, that terrifying existence is very likely to take action directly and severely damage the spirit clan again.

Offending a Saint, the Eldar are not afraid at all, after all they also have a Saint.

But what the Spirit Race is afraid of is that they don't know that the Saint they offended, if the entire Spirit Race, has been secretly thinking about it by an unknown Saint.

I'm afraid that everyone in the spirit clan can't sleep at all.

"By the master's order, come here today to destroy the spirit race!"

A voice as cold as a fairy came from the distant void.

The voice fell.

The entire ancient star of the Spiritual Race suddenly burst into light.

on the sky.

It seems that a second round of sun appeared, shining brightly. The difference is that the light emitted by this round of sun is colorful and extremely dazzling.

At the same time, a monstrous power spread out, and the entire ancient planet of the Spirit Race was completely enveloped at this moment.

On the ancient star, all the creatures, at this moment, all knelt down on the ground, unable to move an inch, as if there was an extra mountain on their shoulders.

They were so overwhelmed that they could not breathe.

"Destroy the spirit race?"

The elder Elder's eyes were wide open, and his old body trembled slightly, as if he had heard something inconceivable.

Although he could barely keep standing, he couldn't help but his legs were weak.

This coercion is too strong.

Even a Saint felt an unprecedented pressure, as if facing a supreme being, and couldn't help feeling awe in his heart.

He raised his head slightly, looked into the void, and said in horror, "Saint King?"

Just now, he just said casually to Xiao Fan, but who would have thought that there would really be a Saint King outside the ancient star of the Spirit Race?

The appearance of a Saint King is extremely terrifying.

With just her breath, she suppressed a large area of ​​the star field, and the void froze. The big teleportation talisman in Xiao Fan's hand was abruptly interrupted by it just before the teleportation started.

Although the Great Teleportation Talisman is powerful, it is not enough to stand in front of a Saint King.

in the void.

The seven-colored sun spread its wings and immediately covered the sky. Its huge body filled every corner of the void, and it was so vast that it made people tremble.

The originally vast and boundless ancient star of the Spirit Race also became ordinary at this moment.

In terms of body size, it was actually a circle smaller than that golden sun.

Compared with it, the human body is simply too small, not even dust. If she swung her wings, there is no doubt that the entire ancient planet of the spirit race would be divided into pieces in an instant.

The strong spirit race all understand that this is not the real body shape of the comer, and only a few races such as Kunpeng can reach this step with their physical body alone.

The reason for this situation should be the illusion formed by the opponent releasing his own power.

But even so, it was terrifying.

"I don't know who is the master of the senior, Sacred?"

Deep in the back mountain of the Spirit Race.

A deep voice came.

Among them, a man in a gray robe stepped into the void and stood on a mountain. This man had a gray beard and hair, but a pair of eyes were very deep, and the aura emanating from his body had reached the peak of Saint.

Behind him, two more Saints followed.

Adding the great Elder of the Spirit Race, this is already a total of four Saints, if the Saint of the Spirit Race had not fallen in the Burial Demon Abyss before.

The strength of the entire spirit race is almost to the extreme.

There are very few powers that can be compared with the Spirit Race. After all, there are five Saints and one peak Saint. Not all powers can be cultivated.

"May I ask the senior master to show up and see you?"

The Great Elder of the Spirit Race is also speaking, wanting to try his best to resolve today's crisis.

In his opinion, the opponent's subordinates are already Saint Kings, and the strength of their master must at least be a Great Saint, or a Quasi Emperor.

No matter which possibility, everything today may be a misunderstanding.

after all.

Recently, the Spirit Race has never provoked such a terrifying existence at all. When the master of the Saint King appeared, he and others would be moved with emotion and reason.

Then lift the Xiao Clan out, maybe they can escape the catastrophe.

The Xiao Clan is a genuine imperial family, and there is a Quasi Emperor in it. It is estimated that even the Great Saint, or the existence of the same Quasi Emperor, is not willing to be an enemy of the Xiao Clan.

"Ah."

At this time.

A chuckle came.

Everyone in the Spirit Race, as well as Xiao Fan and Jiang Tai Xuan who was hiding in the dark, all changed their expressions and looked towards the distant sky.

I see.

Amidst the colorful divine brilliance that filled the sky, a figure coming against the light walked slowly.

The visitor had a tall figure, hair like waterfalls, and clothes fluttering in the air, just like an exiled immortal who descended into the world from beyond the clouds.

"You want to see me so much?"

A clear voice came, Li Xun stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the ancient star, all living beings.