Chapter 640: Infinitely Close to Saint! .

"Du Zhantian?"

Xuanyuan Xiaotian frowned and turned his head to see the clouds raging. Eighteen flaming dragons were pulling a chariot, which was extremely luxurious and fell from the clouds.

Du Sihai's eyes lit up.

His brother.

Du Zhantian.

He came back from the dome on the cloud.

But.

It was at this moment.

He suddenly had an idea.

That little transparent.

And the figure in white at the beginning.

So, it was him?

The two figures gradually overlapped in his mind.

For a moment, his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a dead child.

He shouted: "Brother, kill him!"

"Bang Ka!"

An extremely terrible pressure descended, like the collapse of the sky, pressing down horizontally, but it was not aimed at the audience, but at the stage. In an instant, a sharp explosion sounded, thick smoke rose, and the newly restored Martial God Altar exploded again and exploded into pieces.

Su Changge was in the thick smoke. With a thought, he left the Martial God Altar and stepped into the void.

"Buzz!"

The Martial God Altar was restored.

Lin Wudi stood firm, looked at the chariot in the sky, sensed the breath inside, and said in surprise: "Infinitely close to the True Saint!"

In the blink of an eye.

The chariot opened and closed a door.

Du Zhantian was wearing armor, holding a three-pointed two-edged halberd, his face was sharp, like a knife and an axe, his towering body was like a towering mountain, and the terrible fluctuations of the True Saint Realm were steaming around him.

This was the fluctuation of the True Saint Realm.

Different from the Quasi-Saint who had one foot in the Saint Realm.

But a real True Saint.

Only.

Through the fluctuation.

It can be vaguely detected that he is not in the True Saint Realm, but a Quasi-Saint who is about to enter the True Saint Realm.

Equivalent to the existence of infinite True Saints.

"A little worse than me..." Xuanyuan Xiaotian sensed something and murmured.

Du Zhantian just learned about the martial arts competition.

A million years ago.

He left the sect.

He went to practice at the Cloud Dome.

After millions of years, he had no idea about the martial arts competition.

And today.

He was practicing.

Suddenly someone came to report that the sect was holding a martial arts competition.

With a swish, he stood on the Martial God Altar like an undefeated war god, and the waves sweeping around him were like the flow of the five lakes and four seas, but he did not attack immediately. Instead, he looked at Su Changge who was unharmed on the opposite side and said lightly: "Who do you think you are? Do you think you are invincible after beating so many quasi-saints? There is no one else I can take seriously except Xuanyuan Xiaotian!"

"I am here to teach you a lesson today!"

"But you have to remember that in terms of seniority, you are not worthy of fighting with me!"

Du Zhantian is very confident. His brother Du Sihai is the master of a peak. The two brothers have been in the sect for thousands of years. In ancient times, they were the pillars of the sect. Now, an ant who just joined four years ago has swept across a large area. Is it because he is far away in the dome of the clouds, making him feel that there is no one in the sect?

Suddenly.

Lihua Peak sat down.

A cold shout sounded!

"Who are you?"

"In terms of seniority, you are not worthy of receiving my palm!"

Following that, there was a thunderous explosion, the void collapsed, and a golden hand shattered the universe. In a moment, the eternal sea appeared on this palm. Time and space collapsed, and the years flowed backwards. Under the terrible attack, countless people were shocked and horrified, and their eyes could not keep up with the rhythm of this palm.

All they could see was a golden hand spanning the infinite space, bursting from the palm of the female warrior, and instantly covering the Martial God Altar.

"Bang!"

The Martial God Altar collapsed.

It exploded like rubble.

Even Lin Wudi raised his eyelids and retreated rapidly.

It was terrible.

This female warrior took action.

"Boom!"

The Martial God Altar fell down into debris, and the ban hummed and exploded, shaking and about to break.

Under this terrifying palm, Du Zhantian was wiped out without even a blood mist left. His figure appeared on the stage, his face changed drastically, he gasped, and was in a state of embarrassment.

"Who... is this?"

He roared angrily.

He couldn't even see the other party's attack.

A completely one-sided crushing.

In the sect.

Who else can do this except the sect master and Old Xu?

"Me!"

The void was volatile, and Su Lianyue's figure appeared on the healing Martial God Altar. The ban was still buzzing and trembling violently, like a lonely boat in the waves.

Du Zhantian's eyes condensed.

Looking at the woman standing next to the little transparent, her golden hair fluttered in the wind, as beautiful as gilded gold, and her body was steaming with terrible fluctuations, so powerful.

Then look down.

Everyone was gasping, their eyelids twitching, and they were extremely scared.

"She is the helper that Xiao Mingtao found!"

"Early stage of quasi-saint!"

"But before the ancient times, in the ancient times, she was a true saint!"

"If I am not mistaken, she should be the reincarnation of a saint!"

Du Sihai shouted angrily!

As he spoke, his heart was burning with anger. His brother had just returned and was defeated like this. How shameful!

Shangguan Cemeng was sweating profusely when he heard this. Is she just a true saint? You underestimated her!

She is the Terminator!

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