The four foreign aid saints finally took huge risks and chose to fight melee, rushed into the battlefield and the eighth level of the God Transformation Realm, and joined forces to strangle Su Chen, the core of the Su Mansion.

There is no way. If the flying sword encircles and spells are bombarded, it will be easier to kill Yun Zhongren, the commander-in-chief of the Xuanzhou Saint Lord.

"kill!"

"Lieyun kills the Holy Sword!"

"Capricorn tail-scissor!"

"Meteor Crazy Hammer!"

"A thousand-turning sticks in the sea!"

boom!

The five middle and late-stage saints of the God Transformation, holding their most powerful holy weapon, joined forces to gather fire and siege. The terrifying lethality poured out and concentrated on Su Chen.

At this moment, almost as the world became dark, the space around Su Chen was torn apart by the joint attack of the Five Saints.

Su Chen was swallowed up all the time, and there was no residue left.

No!

There is still a little bit of slag.

Scattered and scattered, floating in Su Chen's original position.

"Die! Finally, I killed one, and it was their core commander, and they suffered huge losses. Let's continue to work hard and continue to gather fire to kill their next one!"

The person in the clouds was extremely happy.

He grabbed a piece of residue and pinched it, but his face immediately changed slightly.

This slag is a piece of wood fruit shell!

What?

The other four saints also immediately reacted and grabbed some fragments of slag in the air, which was incredible.

This is not Su Chen!

It's just an inexplicable broken shell of spiritual wood.

The five saints' efforts to concentrate fire, they killed some wood fragments?! Where did Su Chenren go?!

"This wooden shell fragment contains the breath of a sixth-level divine object!"

"Is this the sixth-level divine fruit on the other side of the Netherworld? The stoop fruit?! There is nothing else except the stoop fruit that can escape instantly."

"But it's impossible! Didn't Su Chen give the only stolen fruit born in the Netherworld to the Golden Crow God Lord in the Golden Crow Realm? Where can he have other stolen fruits?!"

Hell!

Su Chen made them feel terrified.

Their hearts were chilly.

Looking back at the battlefield.

Kun Sheng and Xuanwu have killed the four saints in Xuanzhou. They are either dead or injured, and have completely lost the ability to continue fighting.

Anu's opponent was killed by the great thunder magic she released.

Kui Niu has completely defeated his opponent with the three-type demon technique of Feng Thunder and Water. Its current combat power has surpassed the demon emperor Jiao Ao of the same realm.

Only Jiao Ao, Bi Fang, and Tao Yao are still fighting for the time being, and it takes some time to decide the outcome.

There is still a fighting power on Xuanzhou side, with only nine people left.

The Su Mansion Saint Lord still has seven people, except for Su Chen disappearing, the rest are still there.

The Saint of Xuanzhou has completely lost the conditions to concentrate superior forces and destroy the enemy.

It's over!

No hope!

The person above the clouds is sad.

Looking at the faces of the saints of the Su family, they seemed to have no sadness at Su Chen's "death". It was obvious that they knew that he had the fruit of the other side and would not really die.

He was the stupidest, thinking he had killed Su Chen.

The guard battle between the Saints of Xuanzhou did not take any advantage from the beginning to the end.

One-on-one fights are pits, and group fights are pits. Every step is pit. Su Chen was finally killed, but he found that it was still pits, and he was pitted wherever he went.

well!

This is the destruction of the saints of Xuanzhou!

"Die!"

Kun Sheng roared and rushed towards the superior of Yunzhong.

Xuanwu and Anu followed closely behind and rushed towards the other four foreign aid saints.

But Kuiniu turned his head and rushed towards the foreign aid Saint who detoured toward twenty warships.

"No, retreat!"

Several foreign aid saints gave up completely, greeted each other, and turned around and ran away regardless of the life and death of the remaining saints of Xuanzhou.

The saints of Xuanzhou are finished.

However, this Xuanzhou Continent is not the territory of their foreign aid Saint. It is no pity to lose it. There is no need to be buried with you.

"Swoosh!"

Distant fairyland.

In a lonely low-level world, a continent of tens of millions of miles, Su Chen instantly appeared in a cave in a mountain.

This is a small world with weak spiritual energy and low-level spirit.

The cultivation of immortal cultivators is to absorb and digest the spiritual energy from the outside world as much as possible to strengthen their souls and magic power.

However, if the spiritual energy in the outside world is low to the limit and oneself is too strong, the phenomenon of "pure energy and mana overflow" will occur.

It is equivalent to the power of his Saint Lord overflowing to this small world.

Therefore, as the Holy Lord of Transformation, he could not stay here for a long time, otherwise under extremely low pressure, the magic power and even vital energy in his body would be lost in large quantities.

"'Die' once?"

Su Chen was stunned for a moment, looked around, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

With the Xuanwu Taoist Treasure, he can actually resist the joint attack of the Five Saints and cannot break his body. However, he will cause serious internal injuries under the heavy attack of the Five Saints.

If this sixth-level other shore fruit does not have the effect of replacing the death, then in the worst situation, he will only be seriously injured.

However, in the judgment of the sixth-level other shore fruit, serious injuries will be caused, which is already fatal.

It was connected with Su Chen's qi and blood, felt a huge crisis, and instantly activated the displacement and completed the replacement.

He had planted three sixth-level scattered fruits on the banks of the Xiaowangchuan River in his small Lingshan Realm. One was given to the Golden Crow God Lord, and one was placed on Anu, leaving the last one.

It seems that you have to use a few more as soon as possible.

One of the Saints of Su Mansion is used to save their lives at critical moments.

Su Chen bit his middle finger and wiped a drop of essence and blood on the last sixth-level other shore fruit, sealed its spiritual energy, and left it in this cave.

Then, he soared into the sky and rushed to the fairyland of Ten Continents.

This small world is actually not too far from the immortal realm of the ten continents. It's just that it's too desolate and no high-level holy master will come.

When Su Chen rushed to the fairyland of Ten Continents again, the battlefield of the Holy Ones had been completely cleaned up.

The bones of the Saint of Xuanzhou that were killed were packed up and buried on the east coast, a spiritual place on a mountain. Situ Yuan, Yun Zhong Shangren and other eleven Saints of Xuanzhou were all killed and buried here.

After hearing the bad news, the kings of various immortal cultivation countries on Xuanzhou Continent came to accept the surrender and accepted the new saint's destiny.

On the Su Mansion, some warships were destroyed and the Nascent Soul monk was killed.

However, these losses were acceptable. Xuanzhou surrendered, and almost all of the hundreds of warships remained, and the Nascent Soul monks surrendered collectively, waiting to be departed.

Of course, he didn't need to bother with such trivial matters.

"Young Master, are you injured?"

When Annu saw Su Chen coming back from other small worlds and greeting him, he couldn't help but look a little nervous. Although the Biwan Fruit had heard of its function, he had never seen it with his own eyes and did not know if it would be injured.

"It's okay, it's intact! This fruit on the other side is quite effective. In the future, each of our Su Mansion will have to get one."

Su Chen smiled.

As he said that, he and Anu came to Situ Yuan, Yunzhong Shangren and other holy sacred masters of Xuanzhou.

He was a little moved.

As the master of the God-Transforming Cultivator, he fell more than ten names in one holy war. I am afraid that the immortal land of the Ten Continents has not appeared for many years.

The winner this time was the saints of Su Mansion and the defeated saints of Xuanzhou. If he lost, the one who buried him here would probably be waiting for others.
To be continued...