Every saint has competed with the laws of heaven and has won the origin of the laws before he can cultivate the holy energy.

The so-called holy energy actually comes from the way of heaven and does not belong to all things in this world.

As long as a saint has the holy energy to protect his body, he will not be affected by common laws. This is also an important reason why a saint is above hundreds of millions of sentient beings!

Although Liang Yan's chaotic sword energy can break all methods and make it return to its original origin, the saint energy of the heavenly way is not affected...

Zheng!

With a crisp sound, the moment the Chaos Sword Qi and the Qilin's sharp claws hit, thousands of purple gold thunder fires burst out.

The holy energy on the qilin's claws wandered like a living creature, and layers of ripples appeared around the void, as if the power of heaven and earth was absorbed by this holy energy to resist his chaotic sword energy!

The two sides were in a stalemate in the air for a moment.

The Chaos Sword Qi is like a dragon surging in a deep pool. The gray-white vortex rotates wildly in the golden light, but it never breaks the defense of the sharp claws.

The heavy holy aura is like a towering mountain, unshakable!

"I will overestimate myself and kill me!"

Guo Yuan's eyes were cold and he grabbed his right hand from the air.

A brilliant golden light burst out from the kirin's sharp claws. He followed his movements and grabbed all the chaotic sword energy in his hand. Then the holy energy burst out, crushing all the sword energy!

Liang Yan saw it from afar, but his face was very calm and he didn't look surprised.

In the past six months, he and the Qilin Saint have fought each other more than a dozen times. From a certain perspective, both of them have already known each other.

Although the Chaos Sword Qi is powerful, he does not have enough cultivation. Faced with this endless stream of holy energy in the heavenly way, he cannot break the opponent's defense at all.

It is also because of this that Guo Yuan was invincible.

Liang Yan knew very well that he could not defeat Guo Yuan, so this attack was just to buy time for himself.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Chaos Sword Qi's sharp claws stopped, his escape light flashed again and again in the air, and soon escaped thousands of miles away, leaving only laughter echoing in place:

"Hahaha! Senior Guo, the green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. Liang will come to ask for advice another day!"

The words were still floating in the air, but his figure was about to disappear within Guo Yuan's spiritual consciousness...

Seeing that he was escaping so fast, Guo Yuan couldn't help but change his face.

He is a saint who bullies the small by bullying the big one, and he is already losing face.

What annoyed him even more was that he had been chasing Liang Yan for half a year, and he could find an opportunity to escape every time. This was a huge irony for the saint!

"You will be captured today, otherwise how can I stay in my face?"

Thinking of this, Guo Yuan's eyes were slightly condensed, and a golden pattern of Qilin appeared on his eyebrows.

With his magic tricks pinched, the surroundings were filled with clouds, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and countless colorful feathers floated out, condensing mysterious magic runes in the air.

"Holy Emperor Feiyu, Daosuo Tianshu!"

The saint's decree resounded through the sky, and the feathers flying all over the sky ignited red and golden flames, and each piece turned into a shackle of Taoist traces and blocked the eight desolates and six communes.

For a moment, Liang Yan felt that the magic power in his body was like a slump. Not to mention continuing to fly away, even the sword energy of protecting him was difficult to exert.

"See where you still run!"

Guo Yuan was in power and took off the seal magic weapon on his waist and threw it away in a glance!

The seal grew in the wind, rolling in the air for several times, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a sacred mountain.

The whole mountain is composed of flame jade, with seven orifices, containing thirty-six kinds of innate divine fire. The surface of the mountain is engraved with dense Qilin Taoist patterns, and each pattern flows with gilded holy energy.

Rumble!

The sacred mountain transformed by the seal fell from the sky and suppressed it on Liang Yan's head.

At this time, he had been blocked by the "Holy Emperor Feiyu", and the surrounding space was like a quagmire, and there was no way to avoid it.

In desperation, he could only urge the Hunyuan Golden Pill to force his magic power to slash out a sword towards the sky.

I saw the frosty white sword light soaring upwards, and ice sword energy galloping across the board. It was the "Empty Mountain Snow" one of the five major sword moves!

Once this move is used, it will be frozen for thousands of miles and all spirits will be destroyed!

Guo Yuan's Holy Mountain of Fire immediately stopped in mid-air, as if frozen by the cold, and even the fire in the Taoist pattern became much dimmed.

But he didn't care and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The mantis arm is a chariot, overestimating one's own abilities!"

Before he finished speaking, Guo Yuan pressed his five fingers in vain, and a powerful aura spread out.

"Click!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the ice barrier above Liang Yan's head was split into pieces, and the sacred mountain fell with a bang, crushing all his sword energy!

The pressure of the Holy Treasure is unstoppable!

After all, Liang Yan is just a cultivator in the realm of Transformation of Tribulation. He has no holy energy to temper his body. If he is hit by this mountain, his body will definitely turn into powder.

Even if he has the essence and blood of the dragon to survive for a while, his physical body is difficult to repair and he will eventually become a prisoner under the rank of the Qilin Saint...

"hehe."

Seeing that the Holy Mountain of Fire fell from the sky and was about to crush him, Liang Yan was not afraid at all, and even showed a faint smile.

The next moment, he saw his body turning from reality to virtual. His breath was still there, but his body became transparent...

"not good!"

When the Qilin Saint saw this scene from afar, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

He immediately changed his magic tricks and activated his magic power to the extreme. The golden pattern of the Qilin at the middle of his eyebrows became brighter and brighter, as if it was the sun in the sky.

"Finding the Heavenly Holy Seal, give it to me!"

With the roar of the Qilin Saint Lord, the Holy Flame Mountain emitted a blast, and countless patterns collapsed on their own, transforming into the power of divine fire that burned all the energy!

At this moment, even the void was burned, and within 800 miles, it became a red flame hell!

Liang Yan is like an ant in this Red Flame Hell, which is insignificant...

Rumble!

With the loud noise, the Holy Mountain of Fire was suppressed fiercely.

Under the divine power of the holy magic weapon, Liang Yan's aura completely disappeared!

However, there was no trace of joy on the face of the Qilin Saint.

On the contrary, just as Liang Yan's breath disappeared, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.

"wrong……"

The Qilin Saint shook his head, and always felt something was wrong in his heart.

"What the hell is going on? I clearly locked in his breath, but why did it suddenly disappear?"

"Wait! Who did I suppress just now?"

At this moment, the Qilin Saint Lord was extremely confused.

Not only did he lose his opponent's aura, but he couldn't even remember who his opponent was!

"Damn it, why is this the case again!"

The Qilin Saint felt a burst of anger rolling in his chest, but there was nowhere to vent.

He roared to the sky, and the space around him burst in an instant, and the holy aura swept across the world like an angry sea of ​​waves. Unfortunately, he could no longer find the target...

A few days later.

In a forest on the edge of the Eternal Realm, Liang Yan hid his breath and quickly shuttled through the forest.

He was almost integrated with this forest, as if he was a bird or a beast in the forest. Even if someone stood nearby, he could not recognize his identity.

Suddenly, the Taixu gourd on his waist vibrated slightly.

A slightly cute voice came from the gourd:

"It's all my fault! I didn't expect that it would cause this huge disaster to the master... Master should stop me and leave me to the Qilin Saint, so that he won't make things difficult for Master!"

It was Xiong Yue'er who spoke!

At this moment, she was squatting in the valley of Taixu Gour, her eyes filled with tears and her eyes full of self-blame.

Xiong Yue'er did attend this Dragon Slaying Conference. As for Feng Wuhen, she did die at her hands...

But the truth is not as Gongsun Hu said!

The blood sacrifice to millions of mortals is not the mysterious heavenly tribulation dragon, but Feng Wuhen!

This person only has the peak cultivation level of Tongxuan on the surface, but his true strength is comparable to the difficulty of tragedy realm!

The Xuantian Tribulation Dragon was sealed in the secret realm before, which was his work!

Feng Wuhen tortured Xuantian Tribulation Dragon in all kinds of ways. After the demon dragon lost its mind, he deliberately let it go out, and then slaughtered mortals in the name of the demon dragon, and finally achieved the purpose of practicing the demon skills!

He still felt that it was not enough when things came to this point.
To be continued...