Meng looked at the six powerful men standing nearby watching the battle like everyone else.

"Those six people should be from the immortal palaces of the upper realm. They were accidentally summoned by the summoned magic array down the realm. The six people are all late-stage masters of the saints. If they are used well, they can resist a powerful saint king."

Tianlin looked at the six people and couldn't help feeling that time was urgent for his cultivation in his fairyland. He rarely saw strong people above the fairyland before, but now, those strong people are right in front of him.

"I didn't expect that there were so many strong people in this lower world." Tianlin murmured to himself.

"Boy, you don't know much. The Eight Immortals Palace in the sky, the Three Jedi on the earth, the Twenty-Two Extreme Realms, the One Hundred Tribes of Li Qian, a Life and Death Realm, the Most Mysterious Dragon Gate, the Li Qian Continent is not as simple as you think."

Tianlin only understood the words Meng said a little bit, but didn't know the rest at all. He wanted to ask, but Meng smiled.

"You don't need to ask more questions now. You will naturally know when your strength reaches a certain level in the future."

When Tianlin heard this, he knew that even if he asked, Meng would not say anything. Therefore, he closed his mouth consciously, but his heart turned.

I don’t know much about the Eight Immortals Palace in the Heaven, but the three Jedi on the Earth should refer to the three Jedi on earth, the Xuanbing Jedi, the Ruthless Jedi and the Burial God Jedi. These three Jedi, except for Fan Shi, the first emperor of the Great Yuan Empire, who broke through the Xuanbing Jedi, the other two Jedi have never heard of anyone coming in and out. These three Jedi are extremely mysterious. In addition, there are two Jedi masters from the Saint Kings appearing today. In Meng’s mouth, these three Jedi are definitely not simple.

And Tianlin had never heard of the twenty-two extremes, and had no idea what it meant.

The Liqian tribes must have a total of 100 races in the Liqian continent. Tianlin still doesn’t know which of these hundred races are. He only knows more than twenty races, and many of them have only heard of them and have never seen the tribe members of this tribe.

A state of life and death, Tianlin vaguely felt that it might be some secrets about life and death, but he didn't know what it meant.

The most mysterious thing about the Dragon Gate, Tianlin thought, is that the most mysterious thing about the Dragon Gate is basically the matter.

Not to mention that when Tian Lin was thinking about these things, the powerful Holy King of the Ghost Clan had already cut off one arm by the Slaying Demon King. However, the Ghost Clan was originally a dead soul, so its vitality was extremely strong. If an arm was cut, most of its combat power would be lost immediately. However, the Ghost Clan Saint King was not much weaker and continued to fight with the Slaying Demon King. But at this time, it was obviously scared by the Slaying Demon King, and he looked at the surrounding environment at any time. Once the situation was wrong, he was ready to escape. Although the Ghost Clan Saint King was strong, it was still hard to match the Slaying Demon King in the name of killing.

The corpse king of the corpse tribe was already very desolate at this moment, and was in a mess at this moment. Although he roared repeatedly, he could not change his destiny. He saw a large area on his chest that was concave, faintly in the shape of a palm, and most of the flesh on his legs had been cut, and the bones were exposed.

"Corpse King, you are dead today!" said the merciless young master.

"Gaga, it's not that easy for you to want my life." The Corpse King is worthy of being a powerful saint king of the Corpse tribe and a dead corpse creature. Although he was suppressed by two powerful men of the same level and had no power to fight back, the two of them could never kill him.

"Hmph, is that right? Let's see if I'm going to invite a fairy weapon!" The ruthless young master sneered, then waved his hand, and a huge illusion like a river appeared in the sky.

But when the river was rolling in the sky, the corpse king was submerged in it in a blink of an eye.

Everyone who watched the battle was shocked. What kind of immortal weapon is this? Is the powerful saint king of the corpse tribe who was killed like this?

Seeing this, the Holy King of the Ghost Clan couldn't help but frown, and suddenly retreated back, and wanted to escape.

However, the Saint King of Killing seemed to have expected the other party to escape. Therefore, he followed the Saint King of the Ghost Clan with his lightswords waved repeatedly, and countless white lights forced the Saint King of the Ghost Clan without any chance to escape. If he decided to escape, he would probably have to pay a huge price. He would not even be killed by the Demon King of Killing before he even escaped.

At this moment, a voice from afar shouted: "Shen Luo, ruthless boy, it's amazing. I can't beat that ugly Yasha ghost, he chased him."

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a flash of light, and there was an old man with gray hair on the scene. As soon as this person appeared, he immediately said to Wuqing Young Master and Luo Shen: "Handsome guy, I can't stop that ugly ghost. That guy is crazy, it's so awesome!"

As soon as the old words finished, a roar came into everyone's ears.

"Damn old man, I won't tell you about it, but I dare to attack me in a sneak attack. You're dead!"

Immediately afterwards, a yaksha with black body, about a foot high, head horns and wings on the back came into the air.

At this moment, a roar in the river.

"This kind of magic weapon cannot trap me!"

The strong man from the corpse tribe rushed out of the river. Young Master Wuqing couldn't help but change his face, but then Young Master Wuqing snorted coldly and said, "It's so troublesome. I see how you escape this time."

But when the river water suddenly moved, it twisted like life, changing. In a moment, a water dragon appeared in the sky.

As soon as the water dragon appeared, the merciless young master was already sweating profusely, but he did not stop at all and shouted loudly.

"go!"

The water dragon opened its mouth and swallowed the corpse king of the corpse tribe in one mouthful.

Although the corpse king escaped from the river, the aura of the strong man had been weakened by half, and he was obviously seriously injured. When he saw the water dragon attacking, he was shocked and hurriedly flew towards the powerful man of the Yaksha clan, shouting: "Hurry and help me."

However, the strong man from the Yasha clan just looked coldly, looking indifferent.

The corpse tribe was about to be swallowed up, and the strong man of the Yaksha tribe took action. He saw that the man stretched out his arms several feet out of thin air, and his palms became claws, which were more than ten feet in size. He ripped off the water dragon with such a large claw.

The water dragon was not showing any weakness. The dragon opened its mouth wide, as if it wanted to swallow the claws. However, the claws were extremely powerful, and the water dragon could not swallow them. The two were entangled in the air.

Meng's face darkened, she looked at the six late-stage masters of the Saints, then looked at the others, and Chao Tianlin said, "You guys get out of here quickly."

After saying that, his figure flashed and he had already reached the vicinity of the six powerful people in the realm of saints.

When the six men saw Meng approaching, they immediately took full alert.

"You don't have to think too much. I have the same interests as you, at least at this moment. The guy from the corpse tribe must stay today. If he wants to escape, please help me stop him." After Meng said that, pointing at the powerful man of the corpse tribe.

The six people looked at each other. After a moment, Liu Shu smiled slightly and said, "No problem. If he wants to escape, we will stop him. But it will be more troublesome to let us kill him."

Meng knew what the six people were thinking, but he didn't care. These six people obviously had no good feelings for the corpse clan, the ghost clan, and the Yaksha clan. They were happy to help them if they could kill those clans. Anyway, they just stopped each other and didn't really need to take action.

"You old thing, you dare to attack me!"

The strong man from the Yasha clan was fighting against the ruthless young master, but the gray-haired old man suddenly appeared beside the other party and slapped the other party's head with both hands.

But the strong man from the Yaksha clan was keen and noticed it and immediately started to curse.

The old man failed to attack the sneak attack and did not stop, but continued to attack the other party. The old man seemed to have no sense of shame for the sneak attack.

The struggle between the strong Yasha clan and the ruthless young man was fierce. He was disturbed by the gray-haired old man and immediately fell at a disadvantage. Seeing this, the corpse king immediately stopped the old man.

"You half-dead guy, you want to stop me and take a blow to me." The gray-haired old man was obviously a strong man. Although the corpse king was powerful, he had been seriously injured now. How could he stop the gray-haired old man? After the two fought for a while, the corpse king suffered a severe injury again.

At this moment, Meng also joined in.

The old man waved two silver rods, but Meng was empty-handed, but with every wave of his hand, a terrifying energy was like a sword and a sword shadow, and the invisible power was even greater than the tangible sword.

In this situation, the corpse king finally couldn't resist it. He was hit by the old man with two sticks and his body immediately became shaky.

"The light of destruction!"

Seeing this, Meng yelled, his hands clasped on the left and right, and a white violent aura suddenly appeared in the middle of his palms.

With his eyes glaring, his hands were pulled, and a light curtain was sprinkled across the sky, like the light of the sun, passing by the corpse king.

"ah!"

With a short scream, the corpse king turned into a skeleton in the light of destruction. Then, the skeleton began to crack, leaving only white ashes, floating in the air.

Seeing this, the strong man from the Yasha clan couldn't help but tremble and immediately said to the powerful man of the ghost clan: "Today's hatred will be avenged again in the future, let's go!"

But the Demon King Killing is like a maggot on his bones, and the Holy King of the Ghost Clan cannot escape his entanglement.

Seeing the gray-haired old man looking over, a cool breeze flashed across the back of the Saint King of the Ghost Clan. He no longer cared about the damage to his vitality and sprayed three mouthfuls of blood in a row.

"Today, let you see the shadowless escape of the ghost clan!"

The Holy King of the Ghost Clan shouted loudly, his whole face pale and his body suddenly shook.

The Demon Killing King held a lightsword, and his opponent was not ordinary. No matter how he cut the opponent, he could easily recover. Although it would consume some vitality, such a physique can be said to be an immortal body that everyone in the human race wants to have.
Chapter completed!