Ancestral Fire Holy Land.
Fengbo was also paying attention to the final battle of this Tianzun event. When he saw Fu Cangtian falling under Su Zimo's sword, he couldn't help but frown!
A saint clan died!
Although Fu Cangtian's cultivation level is only the realm of enlightenment, the number of saints in the major holy places is not large, and they can be said to be rare.
After all, the conditions for becoming a saint are too harsh, and you need to return to your ancestral bloodline to qualify.
Any Saint Clan is the most precious talent to all the Holy Lands.
If a Taoist Master dies, perhaps the major holy places will not react much.
But if a saint dies, the major holy places will never give up!
Uncle Feng really didn't expect that under the siege of the five holy clans, Su Zimo, who had achieved a small level of enlightenment, could kill one person!
"After this battle, invite him to join the Ancestral Fire Holy Land."
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Feng Bo's mind.
In a flash of thought, Fengbo guessed the intention of the speaker.
If this son joins the Ancestral Fire Holy Land and has the protection of his master, it will naturally be difficult for other holy places to call him for punishment.
After all, this is a battle between Tianzun, and they are fighting at the same level. It can only be blamed on Fu Cangtian's inferior skills.
Feng Bo sent a message and said: "This person has a special status. If he is taken in, I am afraid it will bring more trouble to the master. In the Ancestral Fire Holy Land, it is probably not easy to explain."
"You don't have to worry about it."
That voice sounded again, leaving no room for doubt.
The master is determined to protect him.
Fengbo sighed in his heart, pondered for a while, and then asked: "I have come into contact with this person. He is very independent. He may not be willing to join the Ancestral Fire Holy Land. What if he doesn't want to?"
The voice was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "Then let him be."
At this moment, Feng Bo felt something in his heart and quickly turned to look at the Suzaku Altar. His expression changed, his lips trembled, and he murmured: "Another one died..."
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"What!"
At the Suzaku Altar, the remaining four saints were shocked when they saw Fu Cangtian's death, and their expressions changed in horror!
As a member of the Kunpeng clan, Fu Cangtian's bloodline returned to his ancestors, and his vitality was so strong that even if they fought with him, they would not be able to kill him with a single sword.
But just now, Fu Cangtian only suffered a slight sword wound and died!
This scene really scared the four saints!
It's that sword...
The eyes of the four major saints fell on Netherworld Sword, and deep fear flashed in their eyes.
Xie Lin could have avoided the sharp edge of the Abi Sword, but because Fu Cangtian died, he was slightly distracted and his movements were slightly slower.
Uh-huh!
The Taiyi whisk came silently, and the three thousand dust threads seemed to have spirituality, wrapping around Xie Lin's waist and binding his limbs.
When Xie Lin reacted, he found that he could not move!
boom!
Xie Lin was shocked and burst out with all his strength to break away from Taiyi Whisk.
But after such a delay, the Abi Sword had already been slashed down, and Xie Lin only had time to tilt his head to avoid the vital point.
He could only hope that his body could withstand the edge of the Abi Sword.
when!
The Abi Sword fell on Xie Lin's shoulder, sparks flying everywhere.
Poof!
With just a slight obstruction, the Abi Sword broke through Xie Lin's golden body, slashed down, and cut the smaller half of his body in half!
Blood spurted out, dyeing the Suzaku Altar red!
If it were replaced by the Nether Sword, it was still unknown whether it could break through Xie Lin's golden body.
But the Abi Sword has the sharpest edge.
Since Su Zimo has decided to go on a killing spree and holds two swords, he naturally wants to use the power of the Abi and Nether swords to the extreme!
The murderous intent in the Netherworld Sword ignored the huge vitality in Fu Cangtian's body and directly killed the soul.
The sharp edge of the Abi sword ignored Xie Lin's golden body defense and cut him in half!
The body of the Abi sword was filled with hell energy, which directly dragged Xie Lin's soul into the Abi Hell, completely suppressing it!
Xie Lin's soul couldn't last long before he died!
The five great saint clans, lose one more person!
This fight may seem slow, but in fact, life and death have already been separated in the flash of lightning!
Su Zimo, who had killed Fu Cangtian and Xie Lin one after another, had also unleashed all his means and could no longer resist the offensives of the other three saints.
Only the Jiutianxi soil was left, turning into a piece of yellow sand to protect the whole body.
Poof!
Li Huo stepped forward and bit off one of Su Zimo's heads!
Qingyan's dragon scale sword cut through the void and cut off Su Zimo's arms!
And Zhu Liang's Suzaku Spear pierced Su Zimo's chest, sending him flying in the air and falling heavily to the ground!
Many monks in the Ancestral Fire Holy Land looked at this scene and had long forgotten to breathe.
It’s so tragic!
The two saints fell, Su Zimo's two heads and four arms were also broken, and a bloody hole as big as a bowl was stabbed in his chest, which was shocking!
"Suffering such a heavy blow, this person's vitality and blood have declined, and I'm afraid he won't be able to fight anymore."
"Even so, you are proud enough to defeat the two holy clans in your life. What kind of fighting power is this!"
"Why didn't he use the Suzaku Order to escape from the battlefield?"
"Didn't you see that when Li Huo was approaching, he snatched the Suzaku Token from his waist and cut off his retreat?"
On the Suzaku Altar.
Zhu Liang, Qingyan, and Liehuo had calmed down from the shock and quickly regained their composure.
For them, the death of Fu Cangtian and Xie Lin may not be a bad thing.
At least they will lose their two biggest competitors.
There is a greater chance of finally getting the Green Lotus of Creation and the Red Lotus of Karma!
The girl watching the battle was pale and was hesitating whether to step forward, but she saw that Su Zimo had already stood up from the Suzaku altar, her body covered in blood, her black hair dancing wildly, her eyes even deeper, and her fighting spirit undiminished.
The blood hole in the chest is growing crazily with flesh and blood, repairing and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Although his energy and blood have declined, it is far from losing his fighting power.
The vitality of Creation Qinglian is even worse than that of Kunpeng, whose bloodline has returned to his ancestors!
Fusion into the Karma Fire Red Lotus, this body becomes even more powerful.
Zhu Liang and the other three looked solemn.
The three of them realized that they must not give Su Zimo any chance to breathe. The self-healing power of this person's body was far beyond their imagination!
call!
The three major saint clans unanimously released a Primordial Spirit Seal.
Su Zimo did not fight back. The battle just now had a huge drain on his soul.
His soul is sitting on the lotus platform of creation in the sea of consciousness. The petals are blooming, protecting the soul within it, and streams of green rays of light are gushing out from the lotus cave.
Three Yuan Shen Tao seals broke through the sea of consciousness and transformed into a red bird, a green dragon, and a Suan Ni rushing towards his Yuan Shen.
The souls competed silently.
The demonic beasts transformed from the three Yuan Shen Tao Seals kept attacking the barrier formed by the Lotus Platform of Creation, but could not defeat it for a long time.
At the same time, the three major saint clans took action again to cover up and kill them.
Buzz!
Su Zimo's hands shook, and the two swords of Abi and Youming trembled slightly, and a soul-stirring sword cry burst out!
The three major saints had just seen the power of the Abi and Nether swords, and they all froze and looked fearful.
At this moment, Su Zimo held two swords and struck again!