C526 Grand Slaying Saint

Currently, the strongest warrior in the Eastern Wasteland, that old man from the Fifth Grade Saint, was not Old Lord Taishang's match at all. After exchanging two moves with Old Lord Taishang, he was suppressed by Old Lord Taishang.

"So powerful."

Zhang Shuai couldn't help but take a deep breath. What he did not expect was that Old Lord Taishang's power was actually that strong.

At the same time, Zhang Shuai could not imagine what kind of power Chinese Holy Court there could have such a transcendent power. At the very least, until now, Zhang Shuai had never heard of it.

At this moment, no one knew that the old man from the Fifth Grade Saint was about to collapse. If Old Lord Taishang really was a sixth stage saint, then he could easily block Old Lord Taishang. Even if he couldn't block Old Lord Taishang, he could still easily escape from the battlefield.

It was just that, although Old Lord Taishang was only a Sixth Grade Saint, the power that Old Lord Taishang had exploded out was already comparable to a Seventh Grade Saint. With such power, it was no longer something that the Fifth Grade Saint could contend against.

Bang!

Powerful forces clashed together.

A crazy fight!

Zhao Gongming, the Bodhisattva used his cultivation of a Fourth Rank Warrior and a Third Rank Saint to fight against a group of Saints.

The Eastern Battlefield Star Lord and the nine Star Lords had joined forces to deal with all the quasi saints and Nihility Saints. Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole at the side quickly killed the cultivators of the Nihility Sage Stage.

At the same time, the old man, who was fighting Old Lord Taishang, knew that if this continued, he would definitely die. Thus, he quickly retreated.

Just as this old man from Fifth Grade Saint turned around and was about to leave, Old Lord Taishang couldn't help but snort coldly and smile in disdain.

"Humph!"

How could Old Lord Taishang let him escape so easily? What's more, with Old Lord Taishang's strength, he could definitely make the old man from Fifth Grade Saint stay.

Old Lord Taishang slapped out his palm, directly killing the elder who was running away.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The death of a saint, the sorrowful cries of the Heavenly Dao!

At the same time Fifth Grade Saint was killed by Old Lord Taishang, the heaven's way was filled with sorrow!

"The strongest warrior of the Eastern Wasteland is dead?"

Seeing this, Zhang Shuai was not the only dumbstruck, even the people from Eastern Wasteland were intimidated by it. Killing a Fifth Grade Saint, what kind of strength was that? It was extremely difficult for a Sixth Rank Saint to do it, only by obtaining a Seventh Rank Saint would one have the ability to kill a Fifth Grade Saint.

The Western Wasteland, Southern Wasteland, and Northern Wasteland saints all sucked in a breath of cold air when they saw Old Lord Taishang killing the old man from the Fifth Grade Saint. They all retracted their gazes, no longer daring to peep.

They, the saints, were unable to defeat the old man from the Fifth Grade Saint, so it was even more impossible for them to be Old Lord Taishang's match. At the same time, all the saints knew that with the Eastern Wasteland being killed, the Eastern Wasteland was completely finished.

From this moment onwards, the Eastern Wasteland could be said to have fallen into the hands of the Chinese Holy Court. Unless the saints outside the Immortal Region's Four Wastelands returned, even if all the sage realm cultivators from the Western Wasteland, Southern Wasteland and the Northern Wasteland joined hands, they might not necessarily be able to defeat the Chinese Holy Court.

However, at a time like this, it was obviously impossible to get a saint from outside the four wastelands of the immortal realms back. Moreover, the saints outside the four wastelands didn't care about the immortal realms at all.

To deal with a cultivator who was suspected to be a seventh grade Saint, no matter how high their cultivation was, as long as they had not broken through to the Sheng Domain and reached the Transcendence Stage, they had to be cautious. A seventh grade Saint was not someone any random person could deal with.

The Dragon King of the South China Sea smiled slightly. The fact that Old Lord Taishang killed the old man from Fifth Grade Saint was within Dragon King of the South China Sea's expectations. It was natural for Old Lord Taishang to be able to kill the old man from Fifth Grade Saint.

It would be weird if Old Lord Taishang could not kill a Fifth Grade Saint.

"Eastern Wasteland is finished." When Zhang Shuai saw that her Eastern Wasteland's strongest Fifth Grade Saint had been killed, his eyes quickly narrowed.

"Eastern Wasteland, will only belong to Chinese Holy Court in the future." Dragon King of the South China Sea smiled slightly.

Wei Yuanmao also nodded in satisfaction when he saw Old Lord Taishang kill the Fifth Grade Saint. After killing the Fifth Grade Saint, the saints, quasi-sages and Hollow Saints on the Eastern Wasteland were nothing to worry about. With Old Lord Taishang, Zhao Gongming and the Bodhisattva's strength, they could easily kill off all these saints and Hollow Saints.

"Dead."

When they saw the old man from Fifth Grade Saint being killed, the expressions of the saints, quasi-sages and Hollow Saints from Eastern Wasteland being killed, had a great change. If the Fifth Grade Saint was killed, then it would be impossible for them to destroy Chinese Holy Court.

"Flee!"

At this moment, all the saints, quasi-sages and Hollow Saints suddenly had thoughts of escaping. Fifth Grade Saint being killed, they would not be able to win against Chinese Holy Court anymore. There was only one path left, and that was to follow in the footsteps of the Fifth Grade Saint.

When the Saints began to escape, Zhao Gongming, the Bodhisattva, seized the opportunity to unleash his strongest technique, slashing towards the escaping Saints.

These saints had to work together to resist Zhao Gongming and Bodhisattva. Now that they were separated, it was exactly the time for Zhao Gongming and Bodhisattva to kill them.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The death of a saint, the sorrowful cries of the Heavenly Dao!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The death of a saint, the sorrowful cries of the Heavenly Dao!

Zhao Gongming, the Bodhisattva seized the opportunity to kill the two First Rank Saints.

At the same time, after Old Lord Taishang killed the Fifth Grade Saint, he quickly charged towards the pile of saints, quasi-sages and Hollow Saints.

With Old Lord Taishang's power, after killing the Fifth Grade Saint, it would be even easier for him to face a group of Nihility Saints, Quasi-Saints, First Level Saints, Second Grade Saint s, Third Level Saints and Fourth Level Saints.

Ye Zichen fiercely slapped those sage realm cultivators, causing the air to solidify?

BOOM!

With a loud bang, some Fourth Rank Saints and Third Rank Saints were sent flying. As for those Second Grade Saint s, First Rank Saints, Quasi-Saints and Nihility Saints, they were all smashed to smithereens.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The death of a saint, the sorrowful cries of the Heavenly Dao!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The death of a saint, the sorrowful cries of the Heavenly Dao!

Just one simple move from Old Lord Taishang had caused the souls of many Saints, Quasi-Saints and Nihility Sage Stage Cultivators to dissipate.