Xiuxian: I really don’t want to be a bootlicker!.

"Holy Spirit, you're nothing but a bastard without a father or mother, worse than an animal! I was planning to become a saint before killing you two, but now is the perfect time!"

"Miscellaneous cultivators..."

Many people present were filled with murderous intent.

The human prodigy who stepped forward first had an extremely cold arc on his lips, with a look of strong sarcasm on his face. He slowly stretched out a finger and gently pointed it forward.

In an instant, brilliant golden light began to spin wildly in the hundreds of black holes behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a series of holy soldiers, carrying endless and ferocious holy power, roared out like a surging golden torrent.

Each of these holy weapons glowed with blinding light, and the pressure they emanated was almost comparable to that of the feared extreme soldiers.

Like a golden rain covering the sky and the sun, it shot towards the two people in front with the momentum of destroying the world.

At the same time, several other geniuses who stood at the top of their respective races did not hesitate at all and used their strongest methods.

"How dare you two villains kill my brother and make my sister-in-law cry and feel depressed every day? Today, I will kill you completely so that my sister-in-law can smile again!"

One man's eyes were red, he roared, and the extremely powerful weapon in his hand burst out.

"I just need a Flame Heart Glazed Flame Stone!"

The other man's eyes flashed with greed and determination, and the spiritual power around him surged wildly, transforming into a series of ferocious spiritual beasts, pouncing at the target with bared fangs and claws.

"Die to me..."

For a moment, divine lights of various colors shot up into the sky, illuminating the sky with a riot of colour, as if the end of the world had arrived.

The terrifying murderous aura was like a raging wave, almost completely sweeping away the clouds above the nine heavens. The intense pressure was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, making everyone present feel weak in the legs and trembling.

However, the two people in front of the teleportation array looked indifferent and did not waver at all.

Saint Yuehua gently raised his eyes.

At that moment, the endless moonlight seemed to be inspired and gathered from all directions.

The icy cold air flowed in the moonlight like nimble ice snakes.

Those top-level killing methods that came with a sudden roar seemed to fall into a quagmire and became extremely sluggish the moment they touched the power of the moonlight.

Every inch of progress comes at a huge cost.

As they got closer to the two people, the speed of these attacks became slower and slower, until they were less than one meter away from them.

Whether it is the holy weapons shining with holy power, or the divine arts containing terrifying destructive power.

It was as if they were completely imprisoned by an invisible force, completely stagnant in the void.

It was as if time had stopped for these two people.

This scene made everyone's eyes widen instantly.

On the other side stood Saint Flame Heart, with a bone-chilling sneer on his face.

That gaze was like a materialized flame, carrying an endless burning sensation as it swept towards the blond man.

Just a glance at each other and the blond man's face changed drastically, as if he had seen the most terrifying existence in the world.

Before he could react, his body exploded with a loud bang, like a powder keg that had been detonated.

Immediately afterwards, a strange and scorching flame surged wildly in the void, like a roaring fire python, sweeping past.

Everything was burned to ashes wherever it passed.

The blond man didn't even have time to let out a scream before he was completely consumed by the flames and disappeared between heaven and earth.

As if it had never existed in this world.

This scene made everyone's heart skip a beat again.

Saint Flame Heart and Saint Moonlight said nothing, as if they were two demon gods returning from the Nine Nether Hell, and they rushed towards the others like ghosts.

Their speed was beyond imagination, as if they were teleporting, making it impossible to catch their trace.