Chapter 279 Enemies should be resolved rather than knotted!
"How on earth did he do it?"
The Elder Clan patriarch also looked at the scene in disbelief.
He really couldn't believe that Su Chen would have a strong man of the Holy King Realm as his backer.
and…
The saint who was defeated just now is none other than the saint realm powerhouse of their Spirit Race!
The loss of a few quasi-holy realm powerhouses and their spirit race is acceptable.
Because quasi-sacred land is nothing to giants like them, and it can't even hurt their vitality.
But the problem is.
This time it is a strong man in the Saint Realm!
If a strong man of the Saint Realm falls, let alone a behemoth like their Spirit Race, even the Qin family will be hurt!
To know.
It takes a long time and countless resources to cultivate a strong man in the saint realm.
For behemoths like the Spirit Clan and the Qin Clan, the Saint Realm is their mainstay!
It would be a great loss for them to die!
Da da da!
Long Wu is crystal clear all over, with fluttering robes, untainted by the world.
She walked out of the formation, hung high above the void, and walked down step by step.
Her pretty face was full of ice-cold, and the aura around her was as vast as the ocean, making the whole world start to tremble.
Boom!
The extremely terrifying coercion overflowed from her body, shaking the world, as if countless real dragons were about to burst out of the sky.
The dragon dance at this moment is very much like a banished fairy from ancient times, spanning the long river of time from ancient times, and coming to this world from ancient times.
Her palm holds a transparent soul, which makes people shudder.
Maybe other people come here may be confused.
But the people present were very clear.
This seemingly transparent soul is none other than a saint-level powerhouse from the Spirit Race!
However.
This saint-level powerhouse met this girl face to face, and was suppressed by her!
"Uncle!"
The patriarch of the Eldar clan cried out in grief.
He wanted to rush over to rescue the saint-level powerhouse.
but.
His voice just fell.
Long Wu's eyes fell on him.
In an instant.
It was as if thousands of mountains crushed the void and hit him.
boom!
next moment.
The flesh body of the patriarch of the spirit clan suddenly shattered and turned into blood mist.
Only one soul escaped with difficulty.
"Hiss!"
Everyone present gasped, trembling.
this…
Isn't this too scary?
To know.
The Patriarch of the Spirit Race is also a strong man who is infinitely close to the realm of a saint!
He has already reached the pinnacle of the Quasi-Holy Realm.
Many people are guessing that the patriarch of the spirit clan has already sensed the existence of his own catastrophe.
The reason why he didn't go through the tribulation was actually mainly to solidify his own foundation, so that he could go through one more thunder calamity when he was sanctified.
But now it's fine.
The girl brought by Su Chen almost killed him with just one look!
If the girl wanted to kill him.
I'm afraid that the current patriarch of the spirit clan is dead and can't die anymore.
"The patriarch of the spirit clan and the powerful saints have all ended up like this, I am afraid that today we..."
at this time.
A quasi-sacred strongman from Ink Island spoke tremblingly.
At this moment, he is no longer as arrogant as before.
To know.
Now there is a powerful Saint King Realm sitting in charge.
Even a saint can't stop her existence.
At the moment.
If you want to stop her, there is only one way:
The only person present who can overcome the catastrophe is the patriarch of the Spirit Race.
Can…
The patriarch of the spirit clan was blown out of his body just now, leaving only a soul, how can he attract the catastrophe?
Without this hole card, they are like fish on a chopping board, and they can only be slaughtered by Su Chen.
"Senior!"
at this time.
An old voice came.
Everyone followed the reputation.
I see.
The sage of the Qin family in the distance is looking at Long Wu with a look of apprehension:
"Senior, if I read it correctly, you should not be my Eastern Wilderness."
In the cultivation world.
There is an unwritten iron law, that is, those who achieve first come first!
Now Dragon Dance is even stronger.
Even if the sage of the Qin family has been cultivating for a longer period of time, it is reasonable to call him a senior in the current situation.
But when he uttered these two words, it meant that he had given in and was unwilling to continue to make a move.
"What does it matter to you?"
Long Wu glanced sideways at the saint of the Qin family, frowned slightly, came to Su Chen, threw the spirit soul of the saint of the Spirit Race on the ground, and said happily:
"Master, what are you going to do with him!"
"Destroy it."
Su Chen spoke lightly.
Now that he has made his position clear and wants to be his enemy, he even wins over a quasi-emperor and sends him and the entire Taixuan Sacred Sect into the dangerous place of Demon Execution Platform.
He doesn't need to be merciful anymore.
Killing a strong Saint Realm of the Spirit Race now, he will have one less enemy in the future!
"good."
Long Wu nodded slightly.
next moment.
She raised her bare hand, pointing a finger at the brow of the saint of the Spirit Race.
Boom!
In an instant.
Countless divine lights surged out, shattering everything.
There is no doubt that even a strong person in the Great Sacred Realm cannot stop this finger from falling.
"Slow down!"
Just as Long Wu was about to kill the saint of the Spirit Race, the saint of the Qin family shouted:
"Can friend Su Chen be lenient?"
"after all."
"It's better to let go of our enemies than to tie them up. If little friend Su Chen is willing to let fellow Daoists of the Spirit Race go, we can let go of the past!"
"Whether it is the Spirit Clan or my Qin family, from today onwards, I will not be an enemy of little friend Su Chen."
"hehe…"
Su Chen chuckled lightly upon hearing this.
There was a hint of playfulness in his laughter.
He looked up at the sage of the Qin family in the distance, and said slowly:
"Is it just the Spirit Race and the Qin Family?"
"What is the attitude of the Great Shang Dynasty, Ink Wash Island, and the Promise Demon Sect?"
"this…"
Heard this.
The sage of the Qin family was at a loss for words.
Although he has a good status in the Qin family, he is nothing more than a distinguished guest among the forces of the Great Shang Dynasty or the ink and wash island.
It is impossible for him to let all three powerful forces put down their hatred with a single sentence.
"hehe…"
"It seems that you have misunderstood something!"
"Today you are here to deal with me, not me to deal with you!"
"I want to write off all of this with the life of a saint. To me, this deal is a bit uneconomical, right?"
Su Chen sneered again and again.
The thinking of the sage of the Qin family is still too simple.
"Then little friend, how can you let us and fellow spirit race go?"
When the sage of the Qin family heard this, his expression sank.
He glanced at Longwu from the corner of his eye, feeling heavy.
If he had known that there was such a strong man beside Su Chen.
It is impossible for them to come to deal with Su Chen anyway.
Even if it is necessary to deal with it, it is impossible to dispatch only two saint-level powerhouses!
(end of this chapter)