Chapter 777: The Peak of the Four Holy Realms

Time goes back half a quarter of an hour.

"Boom!" "Ping ping ping pong!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Thousands of feet high in the sky, fierce sounds of fighting could be heard in the sea of ​​mist and clouds. Sometimes the flames were billowing, and the red flames filled the sky; sometimes there were dark winds and ghostly auras.

The two types of energy, fiery red and dark, tightly surrounded the green wood energy in the center.

The vines burned, or were burned to ashes by the red flames; or were eroded by the dark energy and broken into several pieces, broken inch by inch.

With the joint efforts of the founder of the Holy Fire, Xuri Jiutian, and the Dark Left Envoy, Grandma Netherworld, Master Kuteng was in dire straits, and the situation could be described as a dangerous one.

After all, what is lurking on the Wulin Continent is just a clone of Master Kuteng, with only 80% of the original strength. His combat power is probably at the late stage of the Holy Realm, close to the peak level of the Holy Realm.

However, his opponents, the Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian and the Dark Zuo Envoy Netherworld Grandma, are both at the pinnacle of the true holy realm. If Master Kuteng's clone only faced one of them, he might not be able to sustain hundreds of moves at all.

Problem. But now we are faced with two problems.

Although the two-quarter attack at the pinnacle of the Great Saint Realm lasted only less than a quarter of an hour, Master Kuteng's clone has been severely damaged. Coupled with the restraint of the fire attribute, all the muscles, bones and even muscles of his body have been severely damaged.

All the internal organs were burned in many places.

"Jie, Jie, Jie, old bald donkey with withered vines, you have already lost, and if you continue to hold on, you will only make yourself suffer a lot more!" Grandma Youming said with a sinister smile.

"Amitabha, you are so good!" Master Ku Teng's mouth was bleeding. He tried his best to withstand the stormy siege of the two holy realms, and said loudly: "I didn't lose, and the Wulin Continent didn't lose either. It's you who lose!"

"Hmph, you don't even know that you are about to die!" The Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian was covered in flames, and the red flame sword in his hand flew up and down, burning the sky and destroying the earth. The surrounding clouds were all coated with fire energy.

There was a layer of red light, one after another like burning clouds.

"Jie Jie, this old bald donkey is really stubborn. The Wulin Continent has been finished long ago. Now this mortal plane is the world of the Holy Lord!" The skeleton snake staff in the hand of the dark left envoy Grandma Netherworld was hesitating.

A pair of turbid eyes looked at Master Kuteng who was trying his best to defend, and sneered: "Do you think you can still make a comeback? Just with your mere clone? Or is it the one who escaped just now?

Younger boy? Oh, by the way, I almost forgot. What that boy understood is the core of the metal system, the 'Sharp Law'. Once he grows up, he will probably be the next Old Demon Ren! But it's a pity, that little guy has just just

Becoming a Saint is still very immature. The entire Wulin Continent is only so big, and he can't hide for long. I'll wait until I get rid of you old bald ass, and then I can free my hands to slowly capture that kid!"

"Granny, what nonsense are you talking to him! Work harder and try to get rid of this old bald donkey within thirty moves!" Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian shouted coldly. Energy surged around his body, and the red flame sword in his hand burst into flames.

, split Huashan with one move, and slashed straight down towards the head of Master Kuteng's clone.

"Jie, Jie, Jie, look at Old Man Huo's bad temper! Anyway, after getting rid of you as soon as possible, I can't wait to capture that kid and ask for the reward from the Holy Lord!" Dark Zuo Envoy Netherworld Grandma Sen

Ranguai smiled and said. The skeleton and snake staff in his hand was full of ghost fire, like a resentful soul crying. The shrill soul sound made people's scalp numb. The green ghost fire was surrounded by black air and whizzed towards the clone of Master Kuteng in the center.

The sea of ​​clouds is churning, and the air waves are rolling! The Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian and the Dark Left Envoy Netherworld Grandma, the two peaks of the Holy Realm, are besieging Master Kuteng with all their strength. It seems that the clone of Master Kuteng can be eliminated in less than ten moves. Suddenly

——

Just then——

"Buzz!"

The surrounding space suddenly erupted with roars, and the sky and the sky within thousands of miles suddenly became violent, forming a terrifying energy vortex.

"What's going on? What a terrifying energy fluctuation. What happened?"

Grandma Netherworld was frightened by the Holy Fire Patriarch Rising Sun Nine Heavens and Dark Zuo, and she hurriedly turned her head to look.

In the sky above the soaring peak, four figures suddenly appeared out of thin air in the center of the energy storm. The four people stood in the air. The violent energy around them was being sucked in continuously like an ocean containing hundreds of rivers. The energy aura was rising steadily.

He quickly broke through the threshold of the holy realm and is recovering rapidly.

"Oh my God!!! It's... it's them! I, Master Kuteng, Master Jingci and Old Man Yao, aren't they trapped in the Holy Lord's Black Prison of Silence? How did they escape? The one in the middle...

Could it be—"

"No, it's Old Devil Ren!!! Hag, let's run away!!!"

The face of the Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian changed wildly, turning extremely pale in an instant. The energy around his body surged and turned into a red flame, like a meteor streaking through the sky, and fled quickly towards the direction of the Samsara Valley in the west.

With the appearance of Kuteng himself, Master Jingci, Old Man Yao and Old Demon Ren, Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian was so frightened that he fled on the spot. Grandma Netherworld, the Dark Zuo envoy on the side, was also frightened to death, with ghostly energy flowing around her body.

It turned into a black light and fled quickly towards the Samsara Valley.

Above the Soaring Sky Peak, the strength of the four holy realm peaks is still recovering.

"Shameless traitor!"

With a cold snort, the old devil Ren Tianxie raised his eyes and looked at the Holy Fire Patriarch Xuri Jiutian and the Dark Zuo Envoy Netherworld Grandma who were fleeing in the distance to the west. Suddenly, golden light surged around his body, and the brilliant golden light gathered in his palms, forming a circle.

A small golden sword floated above the palm of his hand.

The small golden sword exuded a terrifying edge, and the surrounding space seemed to be cut by the terrifying edge, with tiny black space cracks actually appearing.

"call out--"

But when the old devil Ren Tianxie waved his hand, the small golden sword suddenly turned into an afterimage, as if penetrating the void, and in less than a blink of an eye, it was already hundreds of thousands of miles away.

A shrill scream came from the distance, and the fleeing dark leftist, Grandma Netherworld, was hit on the spot, and her body fell straight down. However, she quickly stabilized her figure and continued to stagger toward the west of the Samsara Valley.

The direction flew away.

"Injured?"

Ye Xing's eyes lit up, and he immediately activated his Dantian Yuanli, preparing to pursue him.

"There is no need to chase them. Speed ​​is the strong point of Netherworld Ghost Lama. And even if we catch up, it will be difficult to kill them in our current situation!" The old devil Ren Tianxie said in a deep voice: "We have been trapped in the black prison for too long.
Chapter completed!