"what to do?"

At this time, Lei Dao had only this thought in his mind.

He can't stop the saint.

It can't stop it at all.

As for escaping?

In fact, Lei Dao had tried it a long time ago. He could actually do it if he wanted to travel through space, but the distance to travel was really short, and he could not even avoid the range of the palm of the Saint Yuan.

This palm covers the sky and the sun, covering a radius of ten miles.

In other words, the ten-mile void was completely enveloped by the palm of the Saint Yuan. Under one palm, including the void, everything turned into nothingness.

What is the use of a thunderway shuttle space?

He has no way to travel ten miles away at once.

So, Lei Dao suddenly fell into a dead end, and seemed to have no chance to escape.

For the first time, Lei Dao experienced the feeling of "no way to escape".

"Are I really going to die?"

Lei Dao murmured in a low voice.

He felt a little unreal.

For a long time, it seems that every time he encounters danger, he can turn bad luck into good fortune. Moreover, he has not encountered danger for a long time.

This almost made him relax his guard.

This led to Lei Dao being able to feel the danger in the dark even though he was on a whim, he was still reluctant to leave the innate secret realm and was reluctant to sell the access quota for the secret realm.

Greed has caused the current situation where Thunder Dao will die.

Now, Lei Dao has understood.

The danger he felt from the darkness did not actually refer to the Emperor Gouzhu, but the Saint Yuan! Only the Saint Yuan can make Lei Dao fall into a mortal danger.

However, Lei Dao now knows that it's too late.

"Master, hide in the black coffin."

At this time, Xiao Hei's voice echoed in Lei Dao's mind, and he seemed very anxious.

"Black coffin?"

Lei Dao's heart moved.

He remembered that he had a black coffin, which contained a corpse suspected to be the ancestor, and the materials of the black coffin seemed indestructible.

Perhaps, the black coffin can block the attack of the Saint Yuan.

But, this is not absolute either.

The Thunder Dao is not sure whether the black coffin can block the Saint Yuan's palm.

However, it seems that there is no other way now.

Just as Thunder Dao was about to get into the black coffin, suddenly, a familiar voice sounded.

"Saint Yuan, how dare you attack me?"

"boom".

The next moment, the vast void actually tore a hole open.

This is not a space gap, but a gap between the ancient continent and the dark world.

Immediately afterwards, a leaf, a huge leaf flew out from it.

Lei Dao is so familiar with this leaf.

That is the cave of Master Kong’s ancestor!

The next moment, the ancestor Kong flew out of the leaves, stretched out his hand directly, and slapped the palm that also covered the sky and the sun, facing the palm of the Saint Yuan.

"Boom".

The surrounding void was instantly shattered, and the thunder path was in the center of the explosion, and the terrifying aftermath could instantly tear the ancestor's body of the Thunder Path. Fortunately, the master seemed to have retained some of the power to protect the Thunder Path, which led to the aftermath of the Saint Yuan and the First Ancestor Kong's fight, and could not do anything to the Thunder Path.

"The ancestor Kong!"

The saint Yuan roared.

The palm of the ancestor Kong not only defeated his attack, but also made him feel embarrassed.

"Saint Yuan, you are a dignified saint who actually attacks the younger generation. You are shameless, but I am shameless!"

The ancestor Kong stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes extremely sharp.

Standing here, he was like a towering mountain, extremely thick and solid, and it seemed that no one could cross this mountain.

Saint Yuan was already furious, and he roared angrily: "Zu Kong, do you really want to protect Thunder Dao?"

"Lei Dao is my disciple. Why can't you protect your disciples when you are a master?"

"Hahaha, right, you said it very well. How can a master not protect his disciple? But you protect your disciple. The Lingji Emperor who was killed by Thunder Dao is my disciple. Should this saint protect him?"

"If you are not as skilled as a human, you will die in vain if you die!"

The ancestor Kong is also aggressive now. Anyway, Saint Yuan has no intention of letting go of Thunder Dao. How could he still talk to Saint Yuan? The reason is not clear, so it depends on the fist.

Even if you become a saint or an ancestor, the same is true.

"Okay, okay, okay! You said it very well. If you are not as skilled as others, you will die in vain if you die, but this saint will not let his disciples die in vain."

The next moment, the Saint Yuan seemed to have made up some decision.

"Buzz".

Suddenly, the astronomical phenomena changed drastically.

The entire void was like a dark cloud pressing down on the top, and suddenly it became extremely dark. Then, one figure after another took a step out of the void.

They are all like saints.

Incarnation!

All of these are the incarnations of the saint!

Saint Yuan is recalling all incarnations.

It is rumored that it is difficult for a saint to be transformed into thousands of people, and it is difficult to kill a true saint. Once the saint brings the incarnation together, his strength will be increased to an unimaginable level.

Now, Saint Yuan is recalling the incarnation, but the ancestor Kong is unmoved and seems to be allowing Saint Yuan to recall the incarnation.

One, two, five, ten...

As one incarnation after another came, the entire void was suddenly dense, as if it were all incarnations of the Saint Yuan, and its terrifying power was even more daunting.

In the distant void, the ancient saint's eyes suddenly condensed, and the whole person even stood up: "It's really good, the saint's true nature is really good!"

"Really?"

Emperor Yang also looked at the incarnation of the Saint Yuan in awe.

Each incarnation seems to be able to easily destroy the Taoist sect like Emperor Yang, let alone dozens or even hundreds of incarnations?

The number of incarnations is increasing.

Ten, twenty, fifty, eighty, one hundred...

In a blink of an eye, the number of incarnations of the Saint Yuan in the void exceeded 100, and more and more, seemingly countless.

"Is this the saint?"

Lei Dao murmured in a low voice.

Now his face turned pale.

Hundreds of saints incarnations, even if they are slightly weaker than the incarnations that attacked him before, they are definitely not something that the current Thunder Dao can compete with.

And such incarnations are hundreds or thousands, or even more for the Saint Yuan.

How can I fight this?

Even Lei Dao was desperate.

This is the saint!

The supreme saint!

No wonder in the ancient continent, no great emperor has ever dared to challenge the majesty of a saint. Just an incarnation is enough to kill any great emperor.

So what if the emperor is strong?

What's more, one incarnation is not enough, and three are as big as a few thousand.

This is not the same level at all and cannot be compared.

Now Lei Dao also understood the power of the saint.
To be continued...