Five Hundred and Eighty-Four. Stepping Down the Gate of the Great Sun Holy Sect

The berserk sun seal, under one blow, almost tore apart the eight great worlds.

The red gold seal became incomparably huge, covering the sky, and fell head-on, crushing Sun Hao, a strong three-layer martial saint, under the whole body.

Sun Hao urged all his strength, but it was in vain.

Hit, can't beat.

Can't stop, can't stop.

Avoid, can't avoid.

Escape, can't escape!

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile: "Keep self-examination at all times, you and I encourage each other."

"How about me, let's not talk about it for now, you should carefully weigh it first, can you resist my blow?"

Sun Hao opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the Palace of Dragons beside him. Deng Sen and Liu Feng were his only hope now.

As if hearing Sun Hao's heartfelt voice, the gate of the Hall of Dragons suddenly opened at this moment.

A figure escaped from it, followed by a trace of destruction.

That person is the strongest person of the Guangming Sect who came to the Eight Great Worlds this time, Deng Sen.

But at this moment, this strong man who was originally in the fourth level of a martial saint was miserable, seriously injured and on the verge of death, his whole body was bloody and there was no good skin.

His injuries at the moment, not to mention Ascension to the Upper Realm, even if he escaped from the Hall of Dragons, how long he can live later becomes a problem.

This is still the result of his strong strength and the use of Guangmingzong's strongest defense, the eternal light body, so that he can survive.

Liu Feng, another strong martial artist in the third level of martial arts, was directly wiped out in the frenzy of destruction!

Deng Sen hissed, "Junior Brother Sun, hurry up..."

His voice came to an abrupt end, leaving a trail of echoes echoing in mid-air, as if someone had strangled his neck.

In front of his eyes, Sun Hao was directly blown to nothing by the terrifying sun seal, leaving no bones left!

The shock between heaven and earth has not subsided for a long time.

After killing Sun Hao with one blow, the mighty sun seal hovered in mid-air.

The golden light on the surface of the red gold seal gradually disappeared, and the powerful aura subsided, quietly suspended in the void, as if it were an ordinary red copper seal once again.

At this moment, the sun seal couldn't see the slightest violent appearance just now, but it made everyone around him terrified.

Yan Zhaoge calmly accepted the sun seal, then turned to look at Deng Sen: "It seems that your fellow disciples failed to come back to life in the end."

"You can't be resurrected after death, so sorry for you, anyway..." Yan Zhao Gesen sneered: "...you are going to go down to accompany him soon."

The breath of the Dragon Palace has also become much weaker at this moment, because the frenzy that erupted inside just now almost disintegrated.

But thanks to Deng Sen and Liu Feng, the Hall of Dragons was preserved instead.

A beam of brilliance flashed through the open gate of the Hall of Dragons, and Bei Ming's avatar chased it out!

Deng Sen watched Yan Zhaoge put away the sun seal, then looked at the Hall of Dragons, and looked at Guangcheng Mountain.

His eyes are so serious, as if he wants to imprint everything on his soul.

Then, this Guangming sect powerhouse turned around and ran away quickly.

Before, Deng Sen never imagined that his party would end up in this way when they descended into the Eight Great Worlds.

His classmates were all killed and injured, and he himself was seriously injured and dying.

With Dunsen's current injury, if he doesn't fight with others, how long he can live is a problem.

On weekdays, the Beiming avatar, which he didn't pay attention to at all and could be shot to death at will, may take his life immediately now.

This made him run away.

If he could escape back to the Upper Realm and the Guangming Sect, he might still have a chance to ask the sect to send more powerful people, and he would have the chance to wipe out the opponent and regain the Sun Seal.

"Dragon Qi... That massive amount of real Dragon Qi helps him activate this high-grade holy weapon!"

"But even so, it shouldn't be something that a great master martial artist can do. Could it be that he got the true biography of the original owner of the holy weapon?"

Deng Sen was also amazed that Yan Zhaoge was able to activate the Sun Seal with the cultivation level of a great master, but from his eyesight, he could see that Yan Zhaoge only had the power of one blow, and he should not be able to use the Sun Seal for a long time after that.

But regardless of the truth or not, he did not dare to stay in front of Yan Zhaoge at this moment.

There is only one choice before him, and that is to escape.

Yan Zhaoge saw that Deng Sen was escaping in the south, towards the Great Sun Sacred Sect, couldn't help but smiled, took the Dragon Hall with him, and chased Deng Sen with Bei Ming's avatar.

The others were still in a daze at this moment, unable to recover for a long time.

Not only because of the deaths and injuries of the three strong men of Guangmingzong, but also because of the magnificence of the sun seal, which is completely beyond imagination and shakes everyone's soul.

The battle just now ended almost instantly, even faster than Yan Zhaoge's fight with Yang Zhanhua and Jin Jie just now, making people unable to react at all.

Deng Sen and Liu Feng entered the Hall of Dragons, and when the gate of the Hall of Dragons was closed, it shook violently.

When the portal was reopened, Liu Feng was nowhere to be seen. Only Deng Sen was injured and fled in embarrassment. His life and death were unpredictable.

Sun Hao, who stayed outside, was majestic at the last moment, and he wanted to wipe Yan Zhaoge and Guangcheng Mountain flat with his palm, but he was directly smashed to death by the sun seal the next moment!

The Guangming sect of the upper world descended to the eight great worlds, and suppressed the five powerhouses of Guangcheng Mountain.

One Martial Saint at the fourth level, two Martial Saints at the third level, and two Martial Saints at the second level, within a short time, four people died and one was injured, all of them fell at the foot of Guangcheng Mountain!

Fold at Yan Zhaoge's feet!

Everyone just felt in a trance, like in a dream, the world turned upside down, and the whole world became unreal and incomprehensible.

When everyone came back to their senses, the warriors of the Great Sun Sacred Sect immediately scattered and fled in all directions, panicked and devastated.

As for the Guangcheng mountain warrior, at this time, the previous haze was swept away, and he began to turn from defense to offense, chasing the enemy.

The matter has come to this point, there is nothing else to say, except for the seriously injured He Ning, even Zhang Kun also came out of the mountain to lead the crowd to kill the warriors of the Great Sun Sacred Sect.

Yan Zhaoge crossed the land of heaven and fire, chasing Deng Sen all the way to Puzhao Peak, the gate of the Great Sun Saint Sect!

Deng Sen was bleeding all over his body, as if he would fall from the sky at any moment.

He looked at Puzhao Peak, which was already close at hand, and at the top of Puzhao Peak, the aura piercing the sky, in his eyes, there was finally some hopeful brilliance.

Dunsen struggled and stretched out his hand towards the pillar of spiritual light.

But at this moment, a brilliance flashed across the northern sky.

Amidst the sound of the dragon's chant, a spear fell from the sky, pierced through Deng Sen's body, and nailed him to the peak of Puzhao Peak!

Dun Sen's eyes widened, and he turned his head with difficulty: "Boy, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Bei Ming's avatar had already pressed his hand on the sand of his head, blasting his whole body into the rock!

The dignified warrior of the fourth level of martial arts has fallen!

Many warriors of the Great Sun Sacred Sect on the mountain hadn't reacted yet. Under the bombardment of the berserk force, Deng Sen's body turned into a pool of blood mist, dyeing Puzhao Peak red.

The mountain guarding formation was powerless to resist this huge force, and collapsed along with the mountain peak.

Yan Zhaoge didn't look at Deng Sen, but calmly watched the aura on the top of Puzhao Peak.

His voice echoed in the sky.

"Today, Yan stepped down on Puzhao Peak." (To be continued.)