Chapter 402: Realm Master, Can You Resist the Passage of Time?

"You are not just defeated."

The middle-aged man in the green robe sneered. His name is Wei Ming. He is a strong man in the Qinghuo Palace. He has entered the third level of the Saint Realm and the Saint Venerable Realm.

Among the many people who have entered the Saint Realm, there is also a Saint Venerable of the third level. The man has white hair and a young face. He holds a broken scroll in his hand. His condition is not good, but it is difficult to conceal his powerful aura.

This person is the great elder of the Lishan Sect. In order to block the attacks of the Zhenyan Palace, Tianhua Palace, and Zixue Valley, the Taoist soldiers in his hand were almost broken.

Although the sect was saved, the mountain gate and the protective formation were destroyed. This is a shame for a force with a long heritage.

Not to mention other things, the losses and damage caused by this sneak attack alone are equivalent to a big slap in the face of his Lishan Sect.

"Today, I will keep all of you here at all costs." The great elder of the Lishan Sect said coldly, and the terrifying power on the broken scroll kept pouring out.

"Then I'll get rid of you, old man." The Saint of the True Words Hall had a gloomy face, holding a Taoist weapon, and jumped up in an instant, killing the general.

However, at this moment, he suddenly turned around and killed another Saint.

Boom!

The Saint was only a Saint of the first heaven, how could he resist the sudden attack of the Saint, especially in such an unexpected situation.

Fortunately, the Saint of the True Words Hall only wanted to break through, and did not have extra time to kill the Saint. After blasting him away, he drove the Taoist weapon and fled towards the distant void.

At this time, Wei Ming moved, waved his sleeves, and with a rumble, it was like a raging torrent, and sacrificed a dark black cauldron, directly covering him.

"You..." The face of the Saint of the True Words Hall changed drastically. He didn't expect that the other party had already guessed his escape route, and even the fact that he was able to break through just now was a flaw deliberately revealed by the other party.

At the same time, Wei Ming flicked his sleeves and the giant tripod smashed down heavily, knocking his body to the ground and falling down again. He vomited blood from his mouth and looked extremely embarrassed.

The two saints from Tianhua Palace and Zixue Valley looked at each other and broke out in another direction in tacit understanding.

This was their only chance to escape now.

As saints who had entered the second level of the Saint Realm, they all had powerful Taoist soldiers in their hands. At this time, they broke out in full force, with a ray of light and terrifying power that made the world pale in comparison.

"Kill!" The broken scroll in the hands of the great elder of Lishan Sect flew out, turned into a world and descended from the void, bursting with brilliant rays of light and auspicious colors, completely covering the saint of Tianhua Palace.

"Break it for me!" The saint of Tianhua Palace shouted, burning his blood and essence, urging the Taoist soldiers, trying to blast the scroll on the sky and escape.

Unfortunately, although the scroll was broken, it was a fifth-grade Taoist soldier, and the remaining power was far beyond that of ordinary Taoist soldiers.

"Break... break it!" The saint of Tianhua Palace urged the Dao soldiers in his hand with all his strength, but unfortunately all his struggles were in vain.

In terms of realm, he was only in the second level of the Saint Realm, one level lower than the other party.

In terms of Dao soldiers, the Dao soldiers in his hand were only third-grade Dao soldiers, and they could not resist that piece of painting.

There were many Saint Realms blocking the void around, and all this was doomed.

"You..." The saint of Tianhua Palace screamed in shock. Just now, the Dao soldiers in his hand were finally defeated and out of control, and were taken away by the broken painting.

At the same time, a painting like a sky fell, bursting with endless rays of light and auspicious colors, which were extremely gorgeous. The terrifying power made this Saint Realm strongman feel weak all over.

"No!" He shouted, fighting desperately, trying to escape.

However, he was completely submerged by the rays of light, and his body gradually sank into the shabby painting.

On the other side, the Saint Realm strongman in Zixue Valley was besieged by eight Saint Realms at the same time.

These people were all strong men from the Qinghuo Palace. They cooperated very well and ruthlessly urged the powerful Dao soldiers in their hands. The powerful power fell down and hit the only Saint strong man in Zixue Valley.

Although it is difficult to kill such a strong man in the Saint Realm, it is difficult to resist even if he is in the Saint Realm, not to mention that he is only in the Saint Realm.

Without a doubt, this Saint Realm strong man from Zixue Valley was finally swept by the Dao soldiers and exploded on the spot, and finally turned into a blood mist, and his body and soul were destroyed.

Now, only the Saint of the Zhenyan Palace was left, still fighting fiercely with Wei Ming.

He wanted to escape, but was entangled by Wei Ming. Every time he wanted to escape, a big tripod fell heavily and smashed his body to pieces.

However, as a Saint strong man, he was indeed terrifying. Even if he was blown up one after another, he recovered quickly and did not look seriously injured at all.

However, he was getting more and more anxious in his heart.

If something happened to the two saints of Tianhua Palace and Zixue Valley, he would have no chance of escaping once the others were free.

After his body recovered again, he found that more and more saintly masters were rushing in this direction.

"Don't struggle anymore, you can't escape." Wei Ming said coldly.

Swish, swish, swish!

Rays of rainbow light flew over and appeared in various directions in the void, each controlling a powerful Taoist weapon.

Boom!

The great elder of Lishan Sect fell, and another crack appeared on his scroll, becoming more broken, but still emitting a majestic power.

"Am I really going to die here today?" The Saint of the True Words Palace looked at the completely blocked void and the powerful warriors emitting powerful auras, and his face became extremely ugly.

Wei Ming alone made it impossible for him to escape. With so many powerful warriors, even if he was twice as powerful, he would never be able to escape.

"Please all Taoist friends from the Qinghuo Palace, come together and help me kill this man!" The great elder of the Lishan Sect spoke, his voice mixed with endless hatred.

In this battle, although their Lishan Sect was saved, many disciples in the sect were killed and injured, which damaged the foundation. This loss was far more serious than the destruction of the mountain gate.

"It should be so." Wei Ming nodded lightly, and then controlled the giant tripod to fall. Other powerful warriors controlled their own Taoist soldiers at the same time and killed the Saint of the True Words Palace.

In this case, the Saint of the True Words Palace became extremely gloomy. This was almost a situation of sure death. How could he break the situation?

At this moment, the sky exploded instantly, and the void of tens of thousands of miles seemed to condense.

The next breath, a blood-red avenue emerged from the depths of the sky, followed by a slow and steady sound of footsteps.

Zhenyan Hall, Yuchi Jun!

This name suddenly popped up in everyone's mind.

"Why did Yuchi Jun appear here? Did the ancestor lose?" A trace of worry flashed in the eyes of the Lishan Sect's great elder.

"Yangshuo Realm Lord took action, but didn't leave him?" The Saint Realm strongmen of Qinghuo Palace couldn't help but think so in their hearts, and at the same time they felt extremely uneasy, fearing that the other party would suddenly attack them.

If a strong man of Yuchi Jun's level really took action, many of them would probably die here.

However, Yuchi Jun only saved the Saint of Zhenyan Hall and didn't take action again.

"Feng Zhengyang, you are slightly better today!"

Feng Zhengyang, the real name of Yangshuo Realm Lord, is not known to most people.

Yuchi Jun was able to name the Lord of Yangshuo Realm, from which it can be seen that the two of them are probably old rivals.

After the words fell, Yuchi Jun led the Saint of the True Word Hall to break through the void, stepped into it, and disappeared on the spot.

No one stopped this scene.

Even if they wanted to stop it, they did not have the strength to do so.

They had just entered the Saint Realm, and they might be able to fight against the Lord of Realm for a few moves together, but that was an ordinary Lord of Realm.

For a powerful Lord of Realm with a great reputation like Yuchi Jun, they might not even be able to stop one move.

In this case, blocking the opponent is almost the same as seeking death.

"Let him go." Yuchi Jun had just left, and there was a terrifying wave in the void.

Two figures appeared in the void, and seeing the gradually healing milling hole crack, they shook their heads slightly, with a faint regret on their faces.

"This is already the best result."

The ancestor of the Lishan Sect sighed lightly. His body was extremely hunched at this time, and there was a strong aura of death lingering around.

Before this, half of his body had already entered the coffin, and he didn't have much life left.

Facing the attack of a powerful enemy, he had to stand up and at the cost of his limited life, he barely managed to entangle Yuchi Jun, allowing the support of Qinghuo Palace to arrive in time.

However, after this battle, his life also came to an end.

Yangshuo Realm Master could naturally see the current state of the other party, and he was afraid that he would not live for more than three days and would completely perish.

"Even the Realm Master can't resist the erosion of time..."

With a sigh in his heart, Yangshuo Realm Master sank into the void.

The other Saint-level masters of Qinghuo Palace also left.

"Ancestor... you..." The great elder of Lishan Sect looked at his own ancestor, and a bad premonition faintly emerged in his heart.

The ancestor of the Lishan Sect shook his head slightly, then smiled and said, "Little Yunhong, you did a great job this time. You blocked the sneak attacks from the three forces of the Zhenyan Palace, Tianhua Palace and Zixue Valley, and preserved the foundation of the sect."

"I..." The great elder of the Lishan Sect, Yunhong, was obviously an old man with gray hair, but at this time he acted like a child, and his voice was a little choked.

"For more than 80,000 years, not many realm masters can live so long. I am lucky to be able to hold on until now." The ancestor of the Lishan Sect had a relaxed look on his face, and he didn't look like someone who was about to die.

"Ancestor, there are still many longevity treasures in the sect's treasury. I will go and get them for you." Yunhong said in a trembling voice.

The ancestor of the Lishan Sect waved his hand gently: "In my current situation, even if I take the holy medicine, I can only survive for three or two months at most. Ordinary longevity treasures have no effect at all."

Hearing this, Yunhong was silent immediately.

Holy medicine, such a rare treasure, how could his Lishan Sect possess it, let alone a holy medicine with the effect of prolonging life.

The ancestor of the Lishan Sect waved his hand, "Okay, you don't have to worry about me anymore, you have more important things to deal with now."

"Yes, ancestor." Yun Hong said goodbye and left.

Now, whether it is chasing the fleeing Tianyun Domain forces or restoring the mess of the Lishan Sect, he needs to preside over it.

Who made the Lishan Sect only have him, a powerful person who has entered the Saint Realm?

At least, before the several realm masters and other powerful people of the sect return, he is the only powerful person who has entered the Saint Realm.

As for the ancestor, I am afraid he will die soon.

...

There was no suspense in the ensuing battle. As the powerful men in the Holy Realm from the Zhenyan Palace, Tianhua Palace, and Purple Blood Valley were killed, the rest had no capital to resist.

"First you invaded my Jiuli Mansion, and now you have a sneak attack on our Lishan Sect. I will never let you escape this time!"

"Kill..." The strong men and disciples of the Lishan Sect were chasing from behind, while the people from the Qinghuo Palace were encircling and intercepting them.

At this time, these fleeing enemies were all military exploits in their eyes.

"Haha, just accept your death!"

Calling to kill Zhentian, many True Spirit Realm masters and powerful geniuses each led a team and swept across the Jiuli Mountains. Everyone in the Zhenyan Palace, Tianhua Palace and Purple Blood Valley were killed without mercy.

In this battle, more than 30,000 people from the three forces of Zhenyan Palace, Tianhua Palace and Purple Blood Valley were killed. Among them, there were more than ten strong people in the Saint Realm, more than fifty strong people in the True Spirit Realm, and Hedao Realm and Heavenly Realm. There are more than 40,000 people.

Lu Yun, following Ye Chen's team, killed more than ten people in the Hedao realm and more than twenty in the Heavenly realm.

After this battle, he gained more than 800 military exploits.

In addition, he used the Hell Furnace to refine several promising disciples, and the dragon-elephant particles in his body awakened three more heads, greatly improving his divine power.

Unfortunately, there were very few trophies. Apart from a few spiritual weapons, there were no other items such as elixirs, elixirs, source stones, etc., because they all disappeared as the cave collapsed and merged into the void.

"Junior brother Lu Yun, don't worry about this. As long as you have military exploits, you can exchange for any treasure when you return to Qinghuo Palace in the future." Ye Chen came over, patted Lu Yun's shoulder, and chuckled.

Along the way, he has been fulfilling his previous promise and 'looking after' Lu Yun after fighting.

While taking care of him, he discovered that his junior brother Lu Yun was keen on forcing the enemy to hand over treasures, and then would throw the enemy into the dark furnace to refine and strengthen himself if they disagreed.

Lu Yun said: "I just think it's a pity that those treasures disappeared like this. If we force them to hand them over, we can get both the treasures and military exploits, which is equivalent to a double harvest."

It's a pity that he tried many times without success.

It is precisely because of this that his efficiency in killing enemies is greatly slowed down.

Otherwise, with his strength, his military exploits would not be less than a thousand.

Ye Chen shook his head and said: "Most of the people who have cultivated to this level are people of a good nature. They will not easily help the enemy when they know that they will die."

While talking, they had returned to the void battleship.

This time we passed through the Lishan Sect, which was actually temporary support.

They were originally supporting the frontline battlefield, but not long after entering Jiuli Mansion, they received a distress message from the Lishan Sect, and the Void Warship diverted to the Lishan Sect.

Now that the temporary rescue has been completed, it will not be delayed here for too long.