From the outside, everything on the silence planet is normal, but Su Xing and Li Zhouxing are both the kind of people who have experienced many life and death hardships. They have an intuitive sense of danger, which is commonly known as telepathy.

They all believed in their intuitions, and Li Zhouxing immediately controlled the tower ship to stop and opened all the defensive magic circles.

"Wow!"

At this moment, the hidden formations on the surface of the silent planet retreated, revealing its true appearance. The dense figures of human beings were endless, and a solemn aura spread out.

The hundreds of figures in the head have extremely deep cultivation aura, just like a king coming.

"One Hundred Saints!" Even though Li Zhouxing had seen many big scenes, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked at this moment. A total of a hundred Saints existed, including sixth-level Saints. This power was already quite terrifying.

"It's you." Su Xing's eyes penetrated tens of thousands of miles of distance, saw Ji Lanbing and others clearly, and couldn't help but say, "It seems that you are not giving up."

"Little beast, you killed nearly 100,000 elites of my Ji clan. Do you really think that with the support of the thief god, you can write it off?" Ji Lanbing's voice was filled with hatred.

"Wake up, the majesty of the four holy palaces in my demon realm cannot be offended."

"The majesty of the Yushan Sword Sect cannot be offended!"

"The majesty of the Heavenly Ghost Pope cannot be offended!"

"The majesty of the Dragon Ring Holy Land cannot be offended!"

...

In an instant, the leaders of various forces spoke one after another, and the murderous intention soared into the sky.

"If you ask me to do it, I don't believe they dare to go against the Li family." Li Zhouxing spent most of his time practicing, his reputation was not very good, and no one knew him, but he was ready to show his identity and shock these people.

Su Xing shook his head and said, "Don't encounter any trouble, just use the domain lord's majesty to block it."

Li Zhouxing said: "But we can't fight this power at all..."

Su Xing smiled and said, "When you were alone outside, didn't you encounter many unconfrontational forces? Didn't you survive in the end?"

Li Zhouxing was stunned. He was staying in Tongtian Mountain for many years, but he didn't know that he would be affected by the Li family. His fierce and fearless blood in his bones was wiped out a lot.

"Okay! Then let's fight." Li Zhouxing's eyes became firm.

"No! You can watch the battle, I'm alone enough." Su Xing shook his head and said.

"You..." Li Zhouxing widened his eyes. Hundreds of thousands of elites in the Holy King realm, hundreds of powerful saints, and even several sixth-level saints. Can this power be awakened by one person?

"Don't worry!" Su Xing stopped talking, stepped out of the building ship, and waved his hand to signal Li Zhouxing to retreat.

"Okay!" Li Zhouxing retreated with a look of surprise and a nervous look on his face. Once he found that Su Xing had any crisis, he would be ready to take action in time.

His strength is weaker than Su Xing, but the tower ship he was riding in was not an ordinary item. It contains many means and its power is powerful.

"Little beast, are you surrendering?" Ji Lanbing smiled sarcastically. They didn't pay attention to Li Zhouxing, and their eyes were fixed on Su Xing to prevent him from escaping.

"Snatch it? You don't have the qualifications yet. Since you come here yourself, don't blame me for killing you." Su Xing shook his head and walked forward.

"What an arrogant boy, I'm here to meet you later." Among the people in the White Tiger Holy Palace, an old man flew out, a fourth-level saint king.

The death of the little saint of White Tiger caused great losses to the White Tiger Holy Palace. However, the most heartbreaking thing was the lineage of Baiqingshan. Baiqingshan was the grandfather of the little saint of White Tiger. Their status in the White Tiger Holy Palace was rising steadily due to the existence of the little saint of White Tiger. As soon as the little saint of White Tiger died, their lineage also plummeted, and naturally felt a grudge against Su Xing.

bone.

"kill!"

Bai Qingshan blew up, his body collided quickly, turning into a white giant tiger thousands of feet tall, emitting powerful pressure. The huge tiger claws poked out, and the void was twisted and its power was extremely powerful.

"Old man, seeking death!" Su Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, swept out with a sword, and the dazzling sword light roared out, strangling the huge tiger claws to pieces, and finally smashed Bai Qingshan's huge tiger body into pieces and died immediately.

This immediately attracted a lot of shock.

Bai Qingshan is not a weak man, but a fourth-level saint. He was actually wiped out by Su Xing's sword. The gorgeous sword light, even though it was far apart, could still feel the extremely sharp aura contained in it.

That kind of supreme and sharp feeling seemed to be torn apart in the sky. Compared with this, the White Tiger Holy Gang, which has always been known as invincible, actually seems very pediatric.

"Who else wants to fight alone?" Su Xing withdrew his sword and glanced at the silent planet.

"Looking for death!" Ji Lanbing's face suddenly turned cold, but before he could take action, a man in black robe flew out on the side of the Tiangui Pope, and his cultivation aura was released. He was a fifth-level holy king.

"It's the younger brother of the Grey Ghost Lord, Gui Jianhan."

"Okay! With the strength of the ghost seeing the Han Shengjun, you can definitely capture Su Xing."

Amid the cheers of people, Gui Jianhan took action. He held a black ancient banner in his hand, called the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Devouring Banner, which absorbed the holy souls of ten thousand holy cultivators, including the holy souls of dozens of holy kings.

"Crash!"

As Gui Jianhan waved his hand, all the holy souls in the soul-devouring banner of Ten Thousand Ghosts rushed out, like a ghost army in the underworld. Countless shrill roars sounded, making the scalp numb.

These holy souls died in great pain during their lifetime, and were extremely resentful, which was more terrifying than any evil ghost. Under the urging of Gui Jianhan, they rushed towards Awakening one by one, trying to tear his flesh and blood and devour his holy soul.

Moreover, because the existence of ghosts has no physical body, the spatial binding force is very small and the speed is extremely fast, and it is almost impossible to avoid it.

"Wow!"

Su Xing waved his sword and drew a circle around his body. Endless sword energy rushed out, forming a huge tornado. The ghosts fell into it and their souls were suddenly scattered.

However, there are too many ghosts, including the Holy Lord-level ghosts, which are quite powerful. The sword energy tornado is difficult to block them all for a while. Soon, ghosts broke through and tried to bite and wake up.

At this moment, Su Xing's eyes turned black, as if two extremely deep abysses. The ghosts suddenly seemed to have encountered natural enemies, and they all let out extremely shrill screams of horror.

"Swish!"

The ghosts who broke through to Awakening were quickly melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even those Holy King-level ghosts were no exception.

This is the terrifying thing about the ancient soul-devouring magic technique, and it is inherently restrained by the existence of souls.

In the blink of an eye, the army of tens of thousands of ghosts died completely. The ghost saw the cold and was frightened and furious. He spent hundreds of years on refining the soul-devouring banner of Ten Thousand Ghosts, but it was actually destroyed. He was heartbroken for a moment.

"Chen Han is back!" The gray-clothed ghost king shouted. Gui Jianhan felt a trembling heart. He lost the support of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Devouring Banner. He was no match for Su Xing at all. He hurriedly pulled back, but it was still too late.
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