"careful!"

Seeing this scene, the Purple Yang Saint Son's pupils shrank, and then he shouted.

Feeling the power of Jun Haotian's move, Long Dongbo's face changed drastically.

Even they felt a life crisis through Jun Haotian's move.

And when they discovered this, it was too late.

No one expected that Jun Haotian would use such a terrifying method.

Zuo Zongtang knew very well that he could not stop this move no matter what.

He wanted to escape, but found that he could not do it at all.

In this way, the spear of the God of the Underworld continued to expand in his pupils.

Everyone below also saw such an amazing scene.

The spear of the God of the Underworld penetrates the golden armor.

Zuo Zongtang's heart was directly penetrated by the Spear of the God of the Underworld.

With the powerful impact, Zuo Zongtang's body was taken thousands of meters away, and then hit a huge cliff.

The scarlet heart and blood flowed out of his heart and chest.

All the cliffs behind him turned red.

Originally, in Zuo Zongtang's heart, no matter how strong Jun Haotian is.

I should be able to compete with it.

It is precisely because of such confidence that he dared to take action against Jun Haotian without restraint.

But now he realized that he was outrageously wrong.

Jun Haotian's strength is far beyond his imagination and is not something he can compete with.

That spear of the God of the Underworld suppressed this world.

It seems like a long song across time and space.

It suddenly came.

Above the spear of the God of the Underworld, eighteen levels of hell emerge faintly.

It seems like summoning the real underworld to the human world.

Zuo Zhongtang only felt his whole body tense and his qi and blood were shaking.

Blood kept oozing out of his pores, and his body cracked like ceramics.

The Spear of the God of the Underworld was born, carrying a strong breath of hell.

This breath seemed to wipe out all the creatures in the world.

As the sage son of Luo Tiansheng, Zuo Zhongtang is indeed extraordinary.

But this move Jun Haotian used was enough to erase ordinary Dharma Realm powerhouses.

With the strength of Zuo Zhongtang in the Imperial Dao Realm, how can he resist?

His soul was destroyed at this moment.

Endless blood surged out from the body, which was shocking.

Everyone is in the ruins of Xuanyuan Supreme.

It is isolated from the Martial God Continent, and the Holy Son mark in their bodies does not work at all.

In this way, the dignified Holy Son of Luo Tian Holy Land was nailed to death on the cliff.

The scene in front of everyone was shocked.

"It's so...so scary!"

"I didn't expect that the Holy Son of Hao Haotian was so powerful!"

"The rumor is not that he lost when he took over the Holy Son Ceremony, he only had the strength of the Yuandan realm! Why is his strength so terrifying now!"

Everyone below was talking, and the voice was trembling.

They really couldn't calm down.

The scene in front of you is enough to cause shocking waves on the Martial God Continent.

Just when everyone is still in shock.

The murderous intent on Jun Haotian directly locked onto the Saint Son of Ziyang and Saint Son of Dongbo.

"You don't have to be so surprised, it's your turn next!"

Jun Haotian spoke softly.

His voice was hoarse, like a demon whispering.

At the same time, a shocking murderous intent erupted from Jun Haotian.

Feeling the murderous intent of Long Dongbo's soul trembled, he unconsciously showed a look of fear.

Although I know I am not as good as Jun Haotian, I am the sage son of Qingyun Holy Land.

He has an extremely noble identity and is a peerless genius.

Even if Jun Haotian is strong, he still wants to fight.

"Zi Yang, take out all the cards! Otherwise, you and I will die here today!" Long Dongbo understood in his heart that if they fought alone, they would definitely not be Jun Haotian's opponent.

The only result will be defeated one by one by Jun Haotian and killed one by one!

Now they only have one way, and they will take out all their cards and fight to the death.

It was also at this time that the green lotus in Long Dongbo's hand shrank.

It turns into the size of particles and emits thousands of blue divine lights.

"Qinglian Soul-Destroying Killing!"

Long Dongbo murmured in his mouth, gathering thousands of blue light into a very small silk thread.

This is also a supreme magical power.

Moreover, it is a supreme magical power specializing in the soul.

Under the urging of Long Dongbo with the best magic weapon, his power was even more earth-shaking!

For a moment, it seemed as if the world had become slower.

Long Dongbo transformed into a green light and rushed into Jun Haotian's soul in an instant.

This method is silent and terrifying.

When everyone reacted,

Long Dongbo has turned into a soul power and penetrated into Jun Haotian's sea of ​​souls.

"Oh no, the Holy Son of Dongbo has always been famous for his powerful soul power, and the Holy Son of Haotian is in danger..."

In the distance, Gu Yuehuang, the saint of Yaochi, couldn't help but change her face when she saw this scene.

The soul attack, specializing in the soul, even if Jun Haotian's physical strength is strong, it will be useless!

At this moment, Feng Xiaoyao and Dugu Bo's faces turned pale.

If the Holy Son dies, what are their faces?

"Holy Son of Haotian is probably going to die. Even the Holy Son of Dongbo dared not say that he could catch the soul attack of the Saint of Yaoguang!"

"What's more, there is a Zi Yang Holy Son guarding the side!"

"Hey, although the Holy Son of Haotian is unparalleled, he is still too young!"

In the void, the Holy Maiden of Kunlun Holy Land was covered with a veil and a blood-red long dress.

As the Holy Maiden of Kunlun, her strength is also unparalleled.

Especially in spiritual cultivation, it is even stronger than Long Dongbo.

He can be said to be the first person in the spirit of the young generation of the Eastern Wilderness.

Moreover, her realm in martial arts is not much different from that of the Saint Son of Yaoguang.

This is also a true peerless genius!

Her words.

Let some disciples in Langya Holy Land sink to the bottom of the heart.

"Really? I don't think so."

At this moment, another woman spoke.

She was in the mist and couldn't see her face clearly.
To be continued...