1175: C1175 Cheap Attack

C1175 Cheap Attack

A hundred million Quasi-Saints, or even more Quasi-Saints in the Holy Realm couldn't be considered much. But in Divine Realm, it was different. Let alone hundreds of thousands of Saints with their powers sealed, even millions wouldn't be able to stop them.

Of course, if the Saints were to react and release their Saint realm strength, then the fall of hundreds of millions of quasi-Saints would be a huge one.

The reason the experts from Glory Sect had killed more than two hundred thousand Saints was because they had been caught unprepared. The next decisive battle might not have such a good result.

Moreover, everyone knew that this was definitely not the final battle! The saints who had been killed by the explosions would definitely return, and perhaps even more experts would descend from the sky.

After all, Murong Yu constantly messed up their plans, and now, they were shaming the Saints. If they didn't kill Murong Yu, then the face they lost would never be reclaimed.

Inside the Primitive Academy Great Hall, a black-clothed youth sat at the seat of honor with a dark complexion. Many of the experts in the hall looked at each other in dismay, not daring to even breathe loudly.

This time, the losses were extremely heavy!

This already made them extremely angry, especially the black-clothed youth, who was even more furious. Most importantly, another order had been sent down from the higher-ups.

The big figures were extremely furious. They had even ordered them to settle Murong Yu and the Glory Sect within a month and revive Yanghuang at the fastest speed possible.

"Lord, what should we do?" After a long period of silence, an expert couldn't help but ask. Right now, they had to eliminate Murong Yu and revive Yang Huang. Otherwise, they would never be able to return to Holy Realm. Even if they secretly went back, they would be chased by Homo Sapiens.

As for the Holy Realm, would anyone else come down? If they had all lost their Holy Realm, perhaps someone would have come down. But now they're not going to keep people coming down. Because the cost of sending a person down to the mortal world was simply too high.

"What should we do?" The black-clothed youth looked coldly at the Saint who spoke, "Murong Yu must die, Glory Sect must be destroyed!"

"There are only so many experts in Glory Sect. If they had released their power at the same time, we definitely wouldn't be their match." Moreover, will they still be guarding the Glory Sect for us to fight against? " A Saint Expert stood out, with a serious expression, and said with a deep voice.

"I didn't expect you to have smart people. Our Glory Sect was not just passively getting beaten up. And today is the day for our Glory Sect to counterattack. "

Before the voice of the Saint could fade away, a thunderous voice boomed from the sky above.

Hearing this, all the saints in the Primitive Academy were startled, and then, one by one, they reacted, their expressions suddenly changing.

"It's Murong Yu's voice!" He actually dares to appear here? "

These Saints were especially familiar with Murong Yu's voice. It was because of this voice that over two hundred thousand of their saints had fallen.

And this voice suddenly appeared here … In that instant, everyone had a bad feeling about this.

The moment they felt such a feeling, an incomparably terrifying pressure descended from the sky, causing the souls of their Saints to tremble.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat. Under their instinctive reaction, each of them started to unleash their strongest attacks, sending out streams of powerful energy into the depths of the sky.

However, it was already too late.

At the same time their powers were released, streams of power, which were like a violent storm, already shattered the sky, and smashed onto the Primitive Academy s.

Immediately!

Rumble ….

After waves of earth-shaking explosions, the Primitive Academy was completely blasted apart. There were even some Saints whose bodies and souls had been destroyed, dying in battle!

The blood cloud appeared once more. Under the blood cloud, numerous figures appeared out of nowhere and floated in the sky. One after another, their auras soared to the sky, and their blood and energy were surging. They constantly unleashed terrifying powers that could destroy the heavens and earth.

Who else could it be other than the High Quasi-Saints in the Glory Sect?

Over a hundred million high level quasi-Saint appeared out of thin air, catching the Saints by surprise once again.

In the time it took to take a single breath, another hundred thousand Saints had been killed. The blood cloud in the sky also turned purplish black.

"Use the power of a saint, join forces and kill them!"

At this time, the black-clothed youth and the others finally came out of the hall. To be more accurate, they finally managed to escape the ruins. This was because just now, the great hall they were in had already been razed to the ground by the experts of the Glory Sect.

Being caught unprepared, the saints were all panicking. Some of them exploded with a strong power as they tried to escape and return to the Holy Realm. Some of them, on the other hand, had already launched themselves in every direction at top speed, intending to escape.

It was only when the black-robed youth's angry roar was heard that these people suddenly realized what had happened.

They were Saints after all. If all of them were to erupt with power, a quasi-Saint would not be able to do anything to them. Thus, they began to gather together and attack together.

However, at this time, the power that had been rushing down like a torrent had turned into a small stream.

Many of the Saints looked up in surprise, only to see that there were only a few people in the sky. Moreover, these people continued to disappear into thin air.

"What's going on?" The Saints were all stunned. They didn't know what was going on.

"They are running now, kill!" Don't let them go. " There was no lack of quick reactionaries among saints. When these people saw the people in the void disappearing, they immediately reacted and knew that Murong Yu and the others were just about to run away after a brief exchange.

Hearing this, the other Saints immediately reacted and began shouting. But where in the sky was the shadow of a Saint Sect expert?

"F * ck!"

The black-clothed youth's complexion turned ashen as he looked at the dark purple blood cloud in the sky that hadn't dissipated for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help but explode with rage.

Is there any use in blowing it up? It was obviously useless!

"More than a hundred thousand Saints have fallen! Hong's face was gloomy, the muscles on his face were extremely hideous due to his anger, and his body emitted a terrifying cold aura.

In addition to the previous 200,000 plus 100,000, 400,000 Saints had already been killed! Before this, he didn't even know if there were four hundred thousand Quasi-Saints in the Divine Realm.

What did four hundred thousand Saints mean? This time, the hundreds of thousands of Saints in the lower realms had already fallen. But the black-clothed youth's mission was not completed.

Not only did he not complete the mission, but he had suffered such a heavy loss this time. Even if he had the upper hand, he probably would not have ended up in such a miserable state.

"It's all that bastard Murong Yu!" The black-robed youth roared in his heart, his killing intent soaring to the heavens. He wanted nothing more than to charge at the Glory Sect and uproot both Murong Yu and the Glory Sect.

However, how could Murong Yu give him that chance?

"Full defense." "The next time we encounter their despicable sneak attack, I do not wish to see all of you fall into chaos like today." The black clothed youth looked angrily at Hong and the others before leaving quickly.

Hong and the others felt depressed as they cursed Murong Yu in their hearts...

Holy Realm.

The powerful figures who had already received the news of the deaths of another hundred thousand Saint Masters gathered together once more. All of them had ashen faces and were filled with killing intent.

He didn't know if they were targeting the black clothed youth or Murong Yu?

But it didn't matter.

Since Murong Yu dared to confront them, he had long since prepared to make Holy Realm his enemy. Even if they had a Martial Saint to fight Murong Yu, they wouldn't be afraid.

"Haha, this is too awesome."

In the world of the Heetu, Qin Xiaowei burst out in laughter.

This guy's strength wasn't that great to begin with. But all these years, Murong Yu had locked him in the Heetu s book to speed up his time and use the Blood Crystal to increase his comprehension. His cultivation had finally risen to Quasi-sage Stage.

Just now, he had also participated in the battle to kill the Saints.

Although he did not kill a saint by himself. But he had a part after all, didn't he? As a result, the moment he entered the world of the Heetu, he started laughing loudly, causing Murong Yu and the others beside him to look at him with disdain.2

"Do you want to feel even better?" Murong Yu looked at Qin Xiaowei with a smile.

"Ugh …" Could it be that you want to implement the decapitation plan? " Qin Xiaowei looked at Murong Yu in shock, and so did everyone else.

Murong Yu shook his head.

Not to mention whether or not the black-robed youth with Immortality Stage could be beheaded, even if he could behead Murong Yu, it would be impossible.

After all, once the black-clothed youth was killed, who knew if the Saints would go crazy? If they went crazy, and started a massacre in the Divine Realm, how would they be able to resist?

One must know that the strength of a saint was extremely terrifying. They could easily slaughter an entire continent! If hundreds of thousands of Saints started killing in all directions, they wouldn't be able to stop them.

Moreover, if they killed him, there would definitely be experts coming down from the Holy Realm. Murong Yu's plan was to kill all of these people.

As long as the youth in black clothes was still alive, the saints would not disperse.

"Right now?" After hearing Murong Yu's plan, the word "crazy" suddenly appeared in everyone's heart.

It was because Murong Yu was about to attack again!

The Saints had just been ambushed, so they were now on guard. If they attacked again, wouldn't that be courting death?

"What is it? Scared? " Murong Yu smiled faintly.

"What are you afraid of?" Fann Tong immediately shouted in a low voice.

"Fann Tong, you go to the side. It's best if you don't get involved with this level of strength." Qin Xiaowei glared at Fann Tong. This guy's strength had already reached the Heavenly Sovereign Stage, but he couldn't kill a saint. Because he had not acted just now.

Fann Tong chuckled and didn't mind.

"Woof, woof... Recently, this old man, Celestial Dog, has also wanted to try the taste of the saint. " The big black dog eagerly rushed over from the distance, as if chickens were flying and dogs were jumping about. Beside it was the Fire-eye Golden Ape that was inseparable from his body. These two retards were also quasi-Saint level experts. Instead, they had both reached the advanced realm of quasi-Saint. The one whose strength soared was called Fast …

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