The supreme journey that covers the sky

Chapter 147: Killing the Three Saints in

The words of the two instantly angered many ancestor kings.

"Arrogant, I will let you be my companion on the road of reincarnation today, and kill everyone in all directions." An ancestor king with a dragon tail roared, disturbing the laws of heaven, and launched a killing blow towards Jiang Li.

It's no wonder he was so angry, because he was the soft persimmon in the mouths of the two, the only early saint.

Damn it, a saint-level strong man is an absolute giant no matter what era he is in. In the eyes of these two people, he has become a soft persimmon. The uncle can't tolerate it, but the aunt can't tolerate it.

Jiang Li looked at the Cross Horse Lian Guanghua in front of him, without any disturbance in his heart. He directly crossed his hands and struck the Cross Star Domain to meet it.

He didn't pay attention to the early saint. The mid-stage saint ancestor who had been wandering around since the beginning of the battle and prepared to do evil was his real target.

The two of them are like hunters, waiting for each other's flaws.

What Jiang Li wanted was to complete his victory in one battle. Otherwise, if he was only injured, the Jinlin Ancestor King who was watching the battle would come to his aid. This was not what he wanted to see.

In the blink of an eye, they had fought for hundreds of rounds, and the gods were like the sea, intertwining mysterious patterns in the void.

Until now, the battle situation has become tense. This scene has made everyone on both sides dumbfounded. Naturally, the human side is full of joy. Already considered a saint, they thought he was a half-saint, but the two of them actually succeeded in intercepting him. The seven saints of the ancient tribe were shocked. Such an unexpected surprise made them climax directly in their skulls, unable to control themselves.

And what about the ancient tribe? Looking at it now, except for the strange Holy Prince, everyone else has ugly expressions.

No, Qida Er! The situation is so stalemate, can we be more frustrated?

If these people were not the ancestors, they might not be able to help themselves and start greeting them.

"I can't hold on anymore. Can you do it over there? Or call for support!" Turtle Saint asked via voice transmission.

He was alone against four middle-stage saint kings, two of whom were from the sixth level of saints. Even with his amazing natural defense, he was still a little unable to withstand them.

When Jiang Li heard the message, he glanced at the Turtle Saint and found that there was a crack on his turtle shell. He couldn't help but feel a sinking heart. If this continues, the Turtle Saint won't be able to hold on for too long, and his defense will be broken. .

We can't drag it out, we have to end the battle as soon as possible. I don't know how much combat power the ancient tribe still has hidden. Let Jiang Taixu come out now, which is overkill.

With this thought in his mind, he took the initiative to sell a flaw, and when faced with the punch from behind, he seemed to be unable to react, and was punched hard on his back.

Suddenly, a hideous wound appeared on his back, blood was flowing, and a black god was clinging to it.

Jiang Li was knocked hundreds of miles away and seemed unable to stabilize his body.

"Wow"

At this moment, an attack that had been charged for a long time finally became unbearable and hit Jiang Li from behind.

It finally came, and Jiang Li was slightly happy. He didn't expect that the other party would take the bait so easily. It was much easier than he thought.

Suddenly, Jiang Li, who was still flying forward, steadied his body, and a simple-shaped stove evolved, sealing the space around him.

"laugh"

When a war spear pierced Jiang Li's body, the ancestor king holding the gun also looked at the incoming palm knife with a horrified expression. He wanted to pull out his spear to block it, but found that the barrel of the spear was firmly grasped by Jiang Li and wanted to Abandoned the gun and ran away.

But how could his speed be as fast as Jiang Li's? When he had just thought of escaping, Jiang Li's palm knife had already slashed off the ancestor king's head, splitting him in half.

This blow not only destroyed the form of the ancestor king, but the light of the flying immortal contained in his hand directly destroyed his soul, leaving no chance for the opponent to reorganize his body.

All this seemed to take a long time, but in reality it only took a short moment before the battle situation changed.

The two ancestral kings who were following behind looked at this scene in horror. When the sage king Jin Lin discovered that something was wrong, it was too late to provide support.

"Good opportunity, he was severely injured." One of the ancestor kings saw Jiang Li's pierced body. After reacting, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and launched an attack.

But something that frightened him happened. When he rushed over, he saw Jiang Li's body wrapped with divine chains of order, like mending clothes, instantly healing the hideous wounds.

"Your mother's." He only had time to spit out a curse word, because the moment he rushed up, what was waiting for him was a palm wrapped around the flying fairy light.

He tried his best to move the pagoda above his head, trying to block the palm as much as possible, but when the palm fell on the tower, he really realized the power of the opponent.

The giant palm entwined with the immortal light hit the tower, directly breaking it into pieces. The power of the giant palm was not reduced, and it hit the Taoist body of the ancestor king.

There was a loud "touch", and the body of this ancestor king exploded into pieces. The dazzling brilliance enveloped a soul, trying to escape far away.

But at this moment, the lid of the five-color divine furnace shook, opening a gap, and a terrifying suction force erupted, sucking the soul directly into the divine furnace.

The five-color brilliance circulated, and a terrifying fire appeared in the furnace. The trapped ancestral king's soul screamed shrilly, and he was suffering from the pain of the flames burning his soul. After a while, the voice became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared completely. No sound at all.

When the ancestor king who fell behind saw such a scene, he didn't care about his dignity and ran directly to the Jinlin ancestor king.

Jiang Li did not pursue him, but turned around and prepared to rush to the aid of Turtle Saint who was being beaten.

After just a moment, the turtle shell, which was originally like a black pot, had cracks like spider webs. After all, one hand of Wang Ba Shen Fist was no match for eight... twenty-four hands, and he was defeated step by step.

Jiang Li rushed forward and directly met the ancestor king with eighteen arms, helping the Turtle Saint lighten his burden.

But at this moment, the two ancestral kings who had not made any move behind the ancestral king of Jinlin took a step forward and joined the battle.

These two are the ancestor kings of the late saints. Moreover, as the golden clan, they have the blood of the ancient golden emperor flowing in their bodies, which makes them stronger than the ordinary ancestor kings.

What surprised Jiang Li even more was that the two ancestral kings ignored Turtle Saint at all and went straight to kill him.

Two saints in the late stage, and one saint in the sixth level. With such a lineup, facing him with his current cultivation level that could touch the holy realm, the pressure was greatly increased for a while.

This is him, with endless mana, and he can step into the forbidden situation at any time. If it were anyone else, even Ye Hei and the prince, the emperor would be crushed directly against such a lineup in this realm. , there is no way to fight back.

"What kind of monster is this? He hasn't broken through to the saint yet, how can he be so powerful?"

A purple-haired figure suddenly appeared next to the Jinlin Ancestor King, looking in disbelief at Jiang Li who was fighting against the three Ancestor Kings in the field.

His name is Qianyu, the Saint King from Ten Thousand Dragons Nest. He came here just to observe the situation secretly. If the human race is weak, they will form an alliance with the Golden Race. If they are evenly matched, then they will put down their face and make peace. The reason why he showed up was because he was frightened by Jiang Li. He was not one of those ignorant monks. As a member of the royal family, he knew that there were some monsters who could cross the barriers of the holy realm and attack the saints without reaching the holy realm. They were The clan's most ambitious god, the Wanlong Emperor, was able to kill saints when he was a semi-saint. As far as he knew, the emperors of all major races could do such a thing.

But those were the early stages of sainthood! Even so, when he saw those records, he didn't really believe that they were true, but what's the situation now? A half-saint actually withstood the joint attack of two late-stage saints and one mid-stage saint.

Although the situation has always been at a disadvantage, it has never been defeated.

Being conservative, it seems that the person who recorded the life of the ancestor of the Dragon King was too conservative. Now it seems that the saints that the ancestor killed back then should also be at the later level.

King Qian Yuzu smacked his lips and kept comforting himself in his heart. Anyway, he didn't think that others could do things that the ancestors couldn't do.

In other words, if something others did, no matter how outrageous, the ancestor must have done it before, but it was not recorded.

Jiang Li didn't know what the Saint King of Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest was thinking. If he knew, he would explain to him that he was different.

In fact, not only Wanlong Emperor, but also Hengyu had killed saints when he was a semi-saint. These geniuses with imperial qualifications would touch a hint of enlightenment in the fierce battle and enter the eternal divine ban.

In this field, the shackles that used to shackle oneself will disappear, allowing geniuses with the imperial capital level to become semi-saints and rebel against saints.

But that is only in the early stage of sainthood. After breaking through to sainthood, the improvement of each small realm is no less difficult than the big secret realm before cultivation.

That's why King Ganyu couldn't believe it when he saw that Jiang Li could fight against the late Saint King, because this was something that broke common sense.

Watching the battle between Jiang Li and the three great ancestral kings, Jin Lin said gloomily: "What about such a character? Do you, Ten Thousand Dragons Nest, really want to let him grow up?"

"Otherwise! He already has the strength to fight the late saints. According to the information we have learned, the imperial weapon of Hengyu Furnace is very likely to be carried by him. Are you, the Golden Clan, confident of hunting him down?" King Qian Yuzu asked. .

"This..." Ancestor King Jinlin also fell silent.

yes! This horse has fully grown up, and it is definitely unrealistic to think of smothering him in the cradle.

Neither of them spoke anymore, but just looked at the battlefield in silence. God knows how bad their moods are now. They are watching the future enemy of their princess alive and kicking, but there is nothing they can do against him.

The battle continues to be stalemate. The Turtle Saint's side is now able to fight with ease because it has lost another big enemy. The damage on the turtle shell has been restored. The three ancestor kings in the middle stage of the Saint have nothing to do with him.

Jiang Li's side seemed a little weird. He was at a disadvantage from the beginning and was beaten several times. However, relying on Zhezi's recovery power, his style of play was also to exchange injuries for injuries.

It was okay at first. After all, in the realm of saints, as long as the soul is not destroyed, no matter how injured you are, you can use your source to quickly restore your own state.

But as they fought, everyone discovered a horrifying fact. The three great ancestor kings had weakened visibly, while Jiang Li's state was always at its peak, without any signs of decline.

"What's going on? His current state is a bit like an innate Tao embryo that is consistent with Tao, and his magic power is endless."

"More than that! The innate Tao fetus also has its limits, and what about him! I still can't see where his limit is."

"Are you sure you don't want to take action?"

King Jinlin looked at the silent Qianyu, understood his thoughts, and shook his head with some disappointment.

After gathering his thoughts, when he was about to join the battle, a figure blocked his way.

"You intervene in a battle between a group of saints with the cultivation level of the Saint King, I'm afraid it will be a bit pricey!"

"How about we have fun!" Jiang Yuanzhong looked at Jinlin Ancestor King with excitement.

After seeing the performance of his imperial ancestor, he admitted that he was indeed infected, so after discovering that King Jinlin was making moves, he rushed out ahead of Jiang Taixu.

"That sage king of the Jiang family, you finally came out." King Jinlin's brows furrowed slightly and his expression became heavy.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's do it." Jiang Yuanzhong shouted angrily. He was not in the mood to chat, so he directly attacked the two of them.

The Red God swept across, and Jiang Yuanzhong used his forbidden secret technique Hengyu Jin as soon as he took action, with an extremely domineering attitude.

"I'll go, you common man, don't hurt innocent people." Qian Yu cursed angrily and quickly flew back. He didn't want to be dragged in unconsciously.

As soon as the battle between the two started, they immediately attracted everyone's attention. After all, they were two saint kings. The movement was simply exaggerated, and they powerfully stole Jiang Li's limelight.

When Jiang Li saw that the person who made the move was Jiang Yuanzhong, he knew that this guy must have itchy hands and directly took Jiang Taixu's position.

In the original plan, Jiang Yuanzhong was supposed to be one of the candidates who was responsible for taking care of the situation. Although this person acted a little recklessly, his cultivation was that of the real Saint Wang Jiuchongtian. He was almost half-stepped into the Great Sage. He was definitely the Great Saint. The first echelon below St.

Jiang Li withdrew his thoughts and focused all his attention on the three ancestor kings in front of him.

In that sudden flash, he was almost pierced by a gun, but fortunately, he hit the tip of the gun with a punch at the last moment.

Phew, so dangerous.

Before Jiang Li could breathe a sigh of relief, an exquisite tower blasted toward him, and along with the resonance of the avenue, the sacred sound of the Heavenly Dao came out.

"You annoying insect." Jiang Li's palms were like red crystals, shining brightly, and his eyes were even colder, like a god in charge of the heaven and earth, containing the extremely terrifying will of heaven.

He triggered the Secret Secret in the Divine Forbidden Realm, and his combat power was superimposed tenfold.

"Chong"

There was a soft sound, and the blow that was enough to sink the earth and knock down a meteorite was caught firmly by Jiang Li's claws.

"Give it back to you."

Jiang Li swung the pagoda, like a stick, and hit the ancestor king in the middle stage of the saint, directly turning him into mud. Even the soul could not escape before being beaten to death.

The battle situation changed so quickly that it was beyond anyone's imagination. Jiang Li, who was at a disadvantage just now, unexpectedly rose up and killed an enemy.

(End of this chapter)