"Uncle Wang!"

Wang Daochen couldn't stop roaring, and a jade medal around his waist quietly shattered.

"boom!"

In an instant, the terrifying power of the Holy Spirit swept across, and everything seemed to be silent.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but look up.

"This is...the Holy Spirit?"

They were horrified.

Su Xuan was also shocked, his sword eyes split open between his brows, and he could see in all directions.

"Buzz!"

The sky and the earth roared.

An illusory figure appeared in front of Wang Daochen and stopped Su Xuan.

"Who gave you the courage to kill my proud son?"

This was an old man, but he seemed to possess boundless power, and Su Xuan's hair stood on end.

Spirit Saint! This is a Spirit Saint! Although it is not the real body, it is indeed a Spirit Saint, and it is in the North! But the next moment.

Su Xuan's expression suddenly became manic, and he burst out laughing wildly.

"So what about the Holy Spirit!"

Su Xuan pressed forward hard, and eight swords and six shadows hit the illusory spiritual saint.

"boom!"

The shadow exploded.

Su Xuan clung to Wang Daochen.

"If you dare to kill me, you will die too!"

Wang Daochen looked horrified, his face was fierce and his heart was filled with tears.

"If you want to kill him, I will kill him too!"

Su Xuan roared, crushed Wang Daochen with one hand, and directly swallowed his soul.

The hunting clothes and robes are unparalleled! At this moment, Su Xuan is like an invincible great sage! The next moment.

"Xiao Jianxi!"

Su Xuan shouted sharply.

"boom!"

Xiao Jianxi hiding in him appeared, and the terrifying ghosts began to wreak havoc.

"Suppress this place!"

Su Xuan shouted sharply.

"Um!"

The next moment.

Xiao Jianxi flew into the Immortal Mountain of Immortality, and the ancient power began to explode.

The source of strange spirits...has been completely suppressed.

The terror of Xiao Jianxi at this moment is actually no weaker than that of Wang Daochen! And she can also control the Immortal Mountain! With Xiao Jianxi here, the Tianshi Holy Land will be destroyed! And the next moment.

"You all come out!"

Su Xuan shouted at the people in the True Dragon Realm.

Yu Xiaoqing, Blood Emperor and others were puzzled, but they came out one after another.

Then.

Su Xuan's shirt exploded directly, and the sword seal totem on his back, like the eternal Tao pattern, began to rotate continuously.

With every turn, Su Xuan's aura increases by one point.

This moment.

All the monks in the Holy Land are in despair! Su Xuan is far stronger than Wang Daochen! Before he started, Su Xuan didn't use his full strength at all.

But the next moment.

"Today, I will behead the saint!"

He spoke solemnly, then directly rose into the sky, carrying the True Dragon Realm on his back and flew away into the distance.

There...the ancient and wrathful holy power is spreading.

Everyone was stunned.

Where is that spiritual saint?
Chapter completed!