Xilingyue increased her strength and wanted to take the opportunity to seize the animal skin. She found that the rebound power was weakening, but she still couldn't break through for a while.

At this time, Mr. Tongxuan jumped down and grabbed the arrow on the chest of the saint's corpse. The light in his palm was fostered, forming a whirlpool.

"This arrow is not suitable for you, so it's better to me."

Wang San Hou arrived first, but he also took a fancy to the arrow and started a snatch with Mr. Tongxuan.

Feng Sanniang chuckled and grabbed the animal skin, but was stopped by Baili Jingfeng halfway.

Xiling's moon roared, and the ethereal seal on his head flew out, hitting the arrow, instantly detonating the void, releasing peerless killing, and bounced away the monk Tongxuan and Wang San in an instant.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xilingyue continued to rush towards the animal skin, with five fingers zigzag in her right hand, and there was a black and white light at her fingertips. It was the Holy Demon Sect.

As soon as his five fingers were closed, Xilingyue grabbed the animal skin, but was shocked by a powerful force that made her arms numb, and the animal skin flew across her.

"Damn it!"

Xilingyue yelled, so angry that she was about to kill someone, and she no longer had patience.

Feng Sanniang flashed and smiled evilly: "Girl, you are too young, look at me."

With one kick, Feng Sanniang launched a crazy attack at the animal skin. The power of destruction continued to flow towards the animal skin and began to destroy the defense power on it.

Baili Jingfeng rushed over quickly and started a snatch with Feng Sanniang. Both sides had their own characteristics, and the animal skins had a strong defense, so no one could do anything for a moment.

The purple mist was getting less and less, the saint's corpse became clearer, and his face was still vivid, as if he was asleep.

Xilingyue looked at the holy corpse and found that he was in his early fifties. He held the arrow in front of his chest with his left hand, with a look of unwillingness on his face, and a silver ring in his right hand.

Xilingyue changed her mind and gave up the robbery of the animal skin, rushed to the saint's corpse, and urged the misty seal to shoot towards the silver ring.

A crisp sound resounds throughout the world and swirls time and space.

The silver ring was buckled by the saint's two fingers, and the area of ​​force was not large. When faced with the violent impact of the Piaomiao Seal, it immediately left the saint's right hand and flew towards the stone cliff.

Xilingyue flew to intercept, grabbed the silver ring in her hand, and showed a sense of pride and joy on her face.

The silver ring was engraved with exquisite patterns and shining with hazy light. It was as big as a bracelet. Xilingyue wore it on her right hand.

"It's really good, it's my turn from now on."

Xiling Yue chuckled, turned around and looked at the four people fighting, and found that Feng Sanniang and Baili Jingfeng were fighting hard, while Wang San and Mr. Tongxuan snatched the arrow on the saint's chest with all their might.

Xiling Yue Miao's eyes turned, rushed towards the animal skin, and used the ice-blooded dust-free wings. With a swish, she rushed to the vicinity of the animal skin, and grabbed it in her right hand again.

The animal skin was shaking violently, like a snake caught, struggling hard to get rid of it.

That kind of struggle is quite terrible. Xilingyue had tried it before, but she couldn't grasp it steadily.

This time, the struggle of the animal skin was still strong, which made Xilingyue's fingers numb, and she couldn't use any force at all.

Xilingyue was dissatisfied and shouted loudly, trying her best to catch it, but the result was not satisfactory.

Seeing that the animal skin was about to slip away from Xiling Yue's fingers and continue to escape from the law, the silver ring on Xiling Yue's right arm and wrist suddenly vibrated, releasing a mysterious force that wrapped around the animal skin, making it stop moving at once.

Xilingyue was very surprised and shouted: "It's so wonderful!"

Seeing this, Baili Jingfeng shouted: "Go away!"

Feng Sanniang smiled and said, "Where are you going to go, give me the animal skin."

Xilingyue curled her lips and said, "I want to grab the things I have in my hands, but you can dream."

In a flash, Xilingyue cleverly avoided it and quickly put away the animal skin.

The snatch between Wang San and Mr. Tongxuan was very interesting. Mr. Tongxuan could not beat Wang San, but he was proficient in formation and had many tricks. He could always use clever methods to avoid Wang San's tracking and sacrifice a magic weapon. He immediately entangled the arrow on the saint's chest and pulled it out with all his strength, trying to pull it out.

At this time, Xilingyue had just obtained the animal skin, and Feng Sanniang went to rob it, Baili Jingfeng intercepted it with all his strength, while Wang San rushed towards Mr. Tongxuan.

Seeing that Wang San was about to approach Mr. Tongxuan and snatch him, an extremely dangerous sign of mind surged in Wang San's heart, causing him to burst into screams and fly out as fast as possible.

At the same time, Baili Jingfeng, Feng Sanniang, and Xiling Yue also sensed the tremor of their hearts. That was the sixth sense of the monk, and it would appear whenever danger came.

The three of them changed their faces and didn't understand what was going on, but they unanimously chose to stay away from here.

This is an instinctive reaction that transcends the brain's consciousness's instructions, so fast that it is unexplainable.

Mr. Tongxuan was shocked because he saw an incredible scene. Just as he tried hard to pull out the arrow, the dead saint suddenly opened his eyes.

That was absolutely impossible, but it happened now.

The saint's corpse was resurrected. The moment he opened his eyes, he released a murderous aura that ruined the world. In an instant, it turned into powder. He only let out a shrill scream, and his whole body and spirit were destroyed.

At this moment, the purple mist has disappeared almost.

The saint opened his eyes wide, as if he woke up from a deep sleep, with murderous intent on his eyes, and his body was filled with terrifying fluctuations, which were about to shatter the world.

The nearby peaks began to collapse, the void was shattering, and time and space were turning, surrounding the saint, centering on him and taking him as the main.

Feng Sanniang sacrificed a magic weapon and left with a swish.

Xiling Yue rushed to Baili Jingfeng's side and activated the misty seal of the holy weapon on his head with all his strength. He found that the holy weapon was reviving itself, manifesting itself from the void, and constantly becoming bigger and stronger, vaguely fighting with the saint.

The saint seemed to sense the existence of the Ethereal Seal, and the next moment it soared into the sky, standing proudly above the clouds, looking down at the mountains, rivers and earth under her feet, locking at the moon in Xiling, and the rotating peak on her head.

Xiling Yue and Baili Jingfeng were tense all over and had nowhere to hide. They could only look at the saint in the air with horror, with uneasiness and fear in their eyes.

At the age of the two, it is absolutely unimaginable to be able to see the saint with one's own eyes.

There are not many saints in this world, and they are rarely seen for thousands of years on weekdays, but today they are hit by Xilingyue.

An arrow was inserted into the saint's chest, and it was always emitting peerless power, which looked a little inconsistent, but also showed a bit of vicissitudes of life.

The world is silent, centered on the saint. His eyes are filled with strange scenery of the birth and death of all things, as if he has seen through the vicissitudes of the world, the six desires of the world, and his eyes are dry and cold.

Xilingyue looked up with difficulty. She could sense that the saint's gaze was not looking at herself, but at Piaomiao Seal, as if he knew this holy weapon.

The state of the Piaomiao Seal is very strange, showing a semi-recovery state, which means that it also has a sense of saints, but has not yet reached the state of full recovery.

At this time, a loud bang came from under the cliff, and a purple-red figure rushed out. Before it could fly into the air, it was suppressed by an irreversible force and exclaimed.

Baili Jingfeng blurted out: "It's Junior Brother Lin."

Xilingyue waved her right hand and turned into a big hand in the air. She grabbed the figure that rushed down and pulled her side down.

Baili Jingfeng looked worried and said anxiously: "Junior Brother Lin, it doesn't matter, right?"

Lin Xi vomited blood in his mouth and was seriously injured. He was injured by the breath of the saint. He shouldn't have rushed up, that was offending the power of the saint.

"No...no...small, I've just been promoted to the first level of Lingwu, who would like to..."

Lin Xi was very weak, with sad bitterness in his eyes.

It was originally a great thing to be promoted to the first level of Lingwu, but he came out at the wrong time and happened to hit the saint's feet, and was seriously injured and almost died.

"It's fine, just talk less."

The three of them are in a very bad situation now. Once the saint takes action, they will be unable to survive with just one holy weapon.

Baili Jingfeng's worries are not without reason. The saint has been staring at the Piaomiao Seal, and his body is absorbing the power of all things in all directions, presenting a rapid recovery state.

Xilingyue had nowhere to hide. With the help of the power of the holy weapon, she could use some means, but these means were not enough to see in front of the saint.

Wang San and Feng Sanniang didn't know where to hide. The entire fourth mountain peak was silent, shrouded in the breath of a saint.

After a moment, the saint began to land, the void was twisting and cracking, the earth was shaking, the grass, flowers and trees were dying quickly, and all vitality was sucked away by the saint.

Xilingyue's mind was tense and she felt the change in the saint's eyes. She wanted to grab the Piaomiao Seal.

"Senior brother is not good, he wants to take action."

At a dangerous moment, Xiling Yue subconsciously thought of Baili Jingfeng. This is a subconscious dependence. Regardless of whether Baili Jingfeng can withstand the attack of the saint, at least Xiling Yue will have a sustenance in her mind.

Baili Jingfeng's face was pale. He could not compete with the saint at all, but he did not forget his responsibilities.

"Don't be afraid, activate the holy weapon with all your strength. Since this misty seal is recognized as you, it will not be easily taken away by him."

Xiling Yue circulates the Holy Demon Art and concentrates on communicating with Piaomiao Seal, hoping to fully recover it to resist the attack of the saint.

The saint's eyes were cold and he slowly stretched out his right hand. A destructive force descended on this mountain to destroy everything.

The earth is constantly collapsing, flowers, plants and trees are quickly dying, turning into ashes, the abysses are transformed into ruins, and the mountains are razed to the ground. The divine power is simply powerful enough to be undescribable.

The terrifying power sank above the moon in Xiling and turned into a series of disaster clouds, as if the black holes in time and space were devouring all things.

This kind of saint's power evolves into the universe and is enough to destroy a world.

However, the situation of the saint in front of him was a bit strange. When the power of destruction continued to rise, the arrow in his chest released a peerless murderous intent, causing his body to tremble and his face to show a look of pain.

Obviously, this arrow penetrated his vital points and always posed a great threat to him and seriously affected his strength.
Chapter completed!