Fang Yu Dangkong was bombarded by the Big Bang Technique and seemed to be swallowed up, and his breath disappeared.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Lord Zhiyun stabilized his body, raised his palms and continued to use magic!

This time, he wants to use the strongest magic he has mastered!

"Ten Thousand Ways of Killing Gods!"

Zhiyun Shengzun recited the magic formula and pinched the complicated handprints with his palms.

He shouted loudly, and the only Yuandan behind him burst into a strong light!

He had just entered the fairyland and had only this Yuan Dan!

But even if there is only one Yuan Dan, it is a powerful force that many monks under the holy realm cannot reach!

This magic requires the use of the magic energy contained in the Yuandan.

This is a huge loss.

But in order to kill Fang Yu, Zhiyun Shengzun didn't care!

“Buzz…”

The suffocating annihilation magic energy emitted from the body of the Saint Lord Zhiyun.

At this moment, a dark cloud condensed from the sky!

The dark clouds expanded rapidly and stood in the sky.

"Bang!"

Fang Yu shook away the magic energy around him, and when he raised his head, he could see the dark cloud.

"Fang Yu, go to hell to repent!" Zhiyun Shengzun shouted and slashed his right palm forward!

Ten thousand ways to kill Gods, explode!

"Boom!"

The dark clouds above blew down a powerful black light magic energy.

The speed was the same as the speed of light, and it instantly hit Fang Yu's body!

"Bang!"

Fang Yu raised his right arm and condensed a magic seal, like a shield, and could withstand this black light technique!

The power of Dharma continues to surge, and the pressure surges exponentially!

But Fang Yu stood in the air, motionless, and even pushed his right hand upwards, forcing the magic back!

"How is it possible..."

When the Saint Lord Zhiyun in the distance saw this scene, his eyes widened and his eyes were shocked.

"I dare to call myself the Saint Lord if I only cultivated a mere Yuan Dan? It's really an insult to this title." Fang Yu looked at the Saint Lord Zhiyun and said sarcastically.

Meanwhile, he raised his left arm.

"Buzz!"

The Heavenly Dao Sword appeared in my hand.

"You..." Zhiyun Shengzun felt the sword energy, his face changed, and he was about to speak.

"Swoosh!"

But at this moment, Fang Yu raised his left hand and put it down again.

The sword rises and the sword falls.

It happened in just a moment.

And this sword comes from silent, and the sword energy is even more invisible.

In a blink of an eye, the body of the Zhiyun Saint, a hundred meters away, suddenly shook.

He still stood in the air, his face still full of horror, and his eyes were still wide open.

However, his second half of the words... remained in his mouth forever.

"Thorn!"

Two seconds later, bloodstains appeared on the forehead of the Saint Lord Zhiyun, from top to bottom, passing through the chest, abdomen, and lower limbs.

"puff!"

A large amount of blood splattered out.

And behind him, the Yuan Dan hanging high that represents the cultivation level of the immortal realm... also had cracks.

"Crack...boom!"

Yuan Dan exploded, and the terrifying power exploded instantly!

The body of the Saint Lord Zhiyun was blown into pieces in the center of the explosion and burned to pieces.

As a saint, he did not realize that he was about to die until the one before his death.
Chapter completed!