1271: C1271 Saintliness

C1271 Saintliness

The golden world was vast and endless.

Dao Zun looked at Yang Ping in shock, as if she was an unrivalled god of war, her heart couldn't help but to tremble. There had never been a moment in which he respected a person so much, and this person was actually the Yang Ping he viewed as an ant.

Impossible!

Dao Zun roared internally, his eyes emitting a cold light. This must be an illusion, the one that can pull him closer must be the Five Elements Gold Needle, the only person in the world who can make him fall inside this illusion.

His cultivation base had dropped.

His strength had decreased.

Dao Zun became Subsaintly State.

At the same level, Dao Zun felt that he was so insignificant in front of Yang Ping.

The handsome man and the beautiful girl were the same, but their strengths were even more terrifying than Dao Zun's.

It was not that they were not strong, but that Yang Ping was too strong.

In the same realm, Yang Ping was invincible.

Yang Ping looked at the three of them and said coldly, "You guys didn't think that an ant would suddenly turn into a Flood Dragon."

Time is irreversible. But when Yang Ping reversed it, Dao Zun and the other two shockingly returned to the past, becoming Subsaintly State. Dao Zun was a lot younger than him, and his age was even younger than Yang Ping. The other two were of the same age, but their strength was tyrannical.

The three of them were all proud sons of the Emperor. If they were to make a mistake, they could easily suppress the other side.

But they had met Yang Ping.

There is no harm without comparison.

Yang Ping was like a mountain, high above, looking down at all living beings.

Kill!

Dao Zun roared in dissatisfaction: "I don't believe it, I am Dao Zun, the will of the heavens is my heart, the way of the heavens is my way, I am invincible."

He punched out, unleashing a fist strike that shook Heaven and Earth.

Yang Ping looked at Dao Zun, and with a casual slap, she sent the fist flying, but her strength did not weaken and she ruthlessly smacked Dao Zun in the face. Dao Zun screamed miserably, and flew out horizontally, revealing a resentful look.

In the Subsaintly State, Dao Zun was no longer Dao Zun but an ordinary person.

The handsome man and young beauty looked at each other and attacked at the same time.

But Yang Ping suppressed it casually.

The three of them were instantly knocked flat on the ground as they looked at Yang Ping in horror. At this moment, this man who seemed to be even taller than the heavens, felt a sense of defeat in her heart. How could such a terrifying person be a match for him?

Yang Ping grinned and said: "Let's go."

was invincible within the same realm, he could easily suppress the three of them to prevent them from getting into too much trouble and getting ready to kill them. If the years passed and they returned to reality, they would have the power to crush Dao Zun and the other two.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dao Zun roared: "You are just an illusion, you can't kill me."

As the fist landed on his body, Dao Zun's chest became empty, empty and ice-cold. Lowering his head to look, he saw pain sweeping across his entire body, revealing a bitter smile. He muttered: "Why does it feel like it's true."

Dao Zun fell, and was the first to die.

Yang Ping looked at the handsome man and the beautiful girl, and said: "It's your turn."

Both of their expressions changed, they anxiously retreated, but in the vast golden world, they could not retreat, Yang Ping was the ruler of the world, she could control their lives at any time. The two of them tried to resist, but they met with the same fate as Dao Zun.

The sound of the hammer striking the ground was firm.

Three people were killed with a single punch.

Yang Ping stood between heaven and earth, unrivalled in the world.

This was an invincible vigor.

An unprecedented aura enveloped her entire body, and Yang Ping grabbed onto that familiar aura. Her Sacred Heart started to condense, and countless creatures from all over the world started to prostrate themselves in worship, as if they had felt the birth of an emperor.

Stars and the universe, they were all standing beneath his feet.

Yang Ping's body had achieved an invincible Sacred Heart. Since ancient times, no one had ever possessed such a terrifying Sacred Heart. The peerless fruit of the Sacred Heart. At this moment, Yang Ping had broken through the realms and finally achieved the Saint Stage.

BOOM!

Lightning tribulation descended from the sky, wanting to annihilate Yang Ping. This was a punishment for the evildoers, it was a killing that defied the will of the heavens.

Yang Ping stared at the lightning. The lightning was purple, and had the power to destroy the world, but following his loud roar, the sound wave spread out and directly shattered the lightning.

Sacred Heart, Dao Fruit Establishment.

Yang Ping immediately promoted her Saint Stage, feeling that she was incomparably tyrannical. Years have changed others, but they have also changed themselves. He finally understood why he had been stuck at the Subsaintly State barrier for so long; it was because he did not have an invincible heart.

Now that he had mastered the path of invincibility, he had finally become a Saint.

As for the purple lightning from before, it was a heavenly tribulation from the Ninth Heaven and it was incomparably terrifying. Just one bolt of lightning was enough to kill a Great Sage, but it was blown away by Yang Ping.

Yang Ping clenched her fists as she felt the limitless power in his body. The power did not come from the outside world but instead came from inside his body. His body turned into a small world that provided him with endless power.

"Tss ~ ~ ~"

Yang Ping not only used her own strength, but also the terrifying energy stored in the Five Elements Gold Needle s. Women from the mysterious world should have been able to use all of their energy to attack and reverse the flow of time.

He didn't expect to succeed.

Yang Ping had defeated Dao Zun and the other two, becoming unrivalled in the world, and had achieved Holy Heart.

However, before he could consolidate his strength, the golden world disappeared and was replaced with an endless starry sky. Looking around, Yang Ping's expression was calm. This was a change in the way of the heavens, directly bringing him into the Spiritual World, but it was also not a simple Spiritual World, because death in this place, was equivalent to the annihilation of the soul.

"The calamity has begun."

Yang Ping didn't believe that she would only be promoted to the Divine Lightning of the Ninth Heaven. Although the Divine Lightning was powerful, it had not reached the level of heaven-defying. An even more terrifying disaster was staring at him from behind.

A figure appeared in front of him.

A green robe, black hair, and eyes like the firmament, locked onto Yang Ping.

The appearance of the Cyan Shirt Man caused Yang Ping's hair to stand on end.

His appearance was as though all living things were stepping beneath his feet, and not a single realm in the heavens would be unwilling to submit. This was also an invincible path. It was different from his own, but it was more mature and terrifying.

Who is this?

Yang Ping didn't dare believe that such a terrifying person still existed in this world. He originally thought that since she stood at the peak, no one would be able to surpass him.0

He was clearly in the same realm as her, but why did it bring about such a terrifying pressure?

He clearly had Saint Stage, but why did he give others a feeling of invincibility?

Yang Ping was sure that if she was in her peak condition, Dao Zun would not be her match in front of this person. It had to be known that Dao Zun was at the pinnacle of Heavenly Sovereign Stage, and was actually unable to handle a single Saint Stage.

But he was.

Yang Ping was incomparably convinced that the greatest calamity had finally begun.

Who was this person?

Why was it so terrifying?

Yang Ping's face became gloomy, but his battle intent soared, even though you are strong, so what, it is only an imprint imprinted by the Heavenly Dao, you are not a real person.

If I kill you, I can become a saint.

Yang Ping's battle intent became higher and higher, she suddenly shouted and rushed towards Cyan Shirt Man.

Boom!

The fist of the man from the Green Mountain Sect caused the starry sky to be unstable and countless black spatial rifts to appear. The power of this fist was comparable to the collapse of heaven and earth, no, the destruction of the universe seemed to have ceased.

Yang Ping only had one thought in her mind, who exactly was this person?

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