Even the holy body that was strengthened three times was blown by Lei Dao's divine blood clone.

"No, no...I can't die."

"Old ancestor, please save us."

"I finally became a saint and have a lifespan of nearly two thousand years, so I can't die here."

"Old ancestor, we can't hold on!"

With Lei Dao, Shang Yang Yunchuan, the previous Shang Yanghou took full advantage.

With just a few breaths, the saints of the Nine Palaces Marquis could not hold on and completely collapsed.

After a few breaths, nearly thirty saints were killed or injured, with only thirteen people left. Moreover, Lei Dao and others had not stopped yet, their number would drop sharply.

After a few more breaths, I'm afraid they will be beaten up.

completely annihilated!

It’s chilling to think about it. These are nearly thirty saints!

Among them, there are many saints in the third level of the Holy Bodhisattva, how could they be wiped out?

But that's the truth!

The three holy bodies of Thunder Dao and a divine blood clone can actually kill the three holy masters of the Holy Body in seconds. Even the three peak holy masters of the Holy Body in seconds cannot escape the fate of being killed in seconds.

In this case, even the lambs to be slaughtered, the dignified Holy Lord could only watch their holy bodies be blown up and wiped out.

Even the dignified saint could not withstand that kind of despair and that kind of pain.

They gave up completely.

Now I can only look forward to the ancestor coming as soon as possible.

Otherwise, they will really die!

Thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten, nine...

When nearly thirty saints of the Nine Palace Marquis were left with only single digits, a huge momentum suddenly came from the void in the distance, sweeping over like a torrent.

"Marquis Shang Yang, how dare you slaughter the saints of my Nine Palace Marquis? I will slaughter your Shang Yang family!"

As this terrifying aura swept across, there was a roar of hysterical roar.
Chapter completed!