Hearing this, ye Chen glanced at Feng Huo lingzu, xuanhanyu, Wu Yao and others.

If in the past, the moral God had no selfishness, ye Chen believed it.

But now, seeing his distorted posture, ye Chen knows that he is indeed selfish and wants to occupy the fire forever.

The second demon girl and the moon soul fairy are also silent.

"Moral God, you are not willing to fly, do you really want to watch the fire go out?"

At this time, the void vibrated, and there was a thundering sound, and a majestic sound sounded, shocking the whole audience.

I saw circles of perfect golden immortality, diffuse in the void, and pieces of daoshu runes emerged, with the perfect breath of supreme goodness.

A volume of perfect Tao books, breaking through the void.

A perfect man in a Taoist robe, standing on the Taoist book, with sharp eyes and a cold face, is the perfect saint.

Seeing the arrival of the perfect saint, everyone was shocked.

"Perfect sage, what are you doing?"

The moral God's face sank, and his eyes flashed the killing opportunity.

"Moral God, I'll pick you up. There is no time and space. You can see that your will has eroded the fire. You can't stay in this world anymore."

The perfect great sage said in a deep voice.

After a pause, he looked at the spirit ancestor of the beacon fire and ye Chen, and said, "the spirit ancestor of the beacon fire, how dare you bury even the chains of causality I put down?"

The spirit ancestor of beacon fire laughed and said, "I dare to bury, but what can you do?"?

Can your truth society represent the ultimate Avenue?

I bah! "

When the perfect saint was angry, he shouted, "dare to insult me, the truth society?

Die! "

A bright sword light burst out from the hand of the perfect saint, and the avenue became apparent, with the hype falling, showing the perfect Tao Yun, and beheading the spirit ancestor of the beacon fire.

The spirit of beacon fire has long been exhausted and cannot resist.

The moral God winked at the Duobao emperor, who immediately flew out and pulled out a sword. The black magic gas spurted out to resist the sword of the perfect saint.

Zheng!

"Puff!"

The two swords clashed and burst into a crisp sound.

A violent force rushed into Duobao Tianjun's body, and he vomited blood on the spot. The blood even contained some visceral fragments.

Just a move, Duobao Tianjun was hit hard.

Ye Chen was slightly surprised and felt that the breath of the perfect saint was much stronger than when it just came.

The perfect saint is the messenger of the truth society. He is an expert in time and space. His peak strength is naturally strong.

After he came to the real world, he was restricted by the law, so his cultivation was limited, and he could not defeat the Immortal Emperor.

But as time went on, he gradually became familiar with the laws of reality, and his strength gradually became strong enough to keep pace with the Immortal Emperor, and hit the Duobao emperor with one blow.

If the perfect Saint at this time is allowed to fight against Ren Feifan again, he will not be as embarrassed as he was at the beginning, and at least he can draw.

No wonder the perfect saint is so arrogant that he dares to come here alone.

"Moral God, your men are all rubbish. If you want to suppress me, you'd better do it yourself."

The perfect Saint smiled grimly and stabbed Xiang Fenghuo lingzu with his sword again.

He knew that the identity of the spirit ancestor of the beacon fire was extremely important. If he was assassinated, the moral God would not be saved.

As long as the moral God makes a move, no matter what the outcome is, his strong cultivation breath will startle the ultimate of the avenue, so that he will be led to fly, and there is no need for the perfect saint to make a move.

What the perfect saint has to do is force the moral God to do it!

The moral God's face is distorted. He has not finished the layout yet, so he must not do it easily.

"Double ninth, protect younger martial brother Fenghuo."

Tao Te Tian Zun waved and said to the double ninth immortal beside him.

"Yes, master!"

The double ninth immortal arched his hand and immediately appeared in front of the perfect saint.

At this time, the spirit ancestor of beacon fire was pressed step by step by the perfect saint, and his appearance was very embarrassed.

Seeing the action of immortal Chongyang, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and retreated to Ye Chen.

"Elder, sorry..."

Ye Chen apologized.

In fact, he also wanted to help. However, the shackles of the law of cause and effect had just been solved, and he was also greatly hurt by backfire.

"It doesn't matter. I should say I'm sorry."

"The cultivation of my great tomb divine sword is not enough. Although it buries your shackles of causality, it also brings you a huge backfire, and may even damage your martial arts foundation. If it hurts you seriously and kills you, then I really deserve to die."

Beacon fire lingzu felt guilty.

"It's all right, senior. I can solve this injury."

Ye chendao.

While running the Bagua Tiandan technique and reincarnation technique to treat the backfire injury in the body, ye Chen watched the battle between the double ninth immortal and the perfect saint.

The future body of the double ninth immortal is the master of the scattered God. His cultivation is much more powerful than that of the Duobao heavenly king. He resists the perfect saint and does not lose the slightest.

"Yan Emperor's seal, fall!"

Suddenly, the double ninth immortal gave a cold drink, and a huge seal exploded with a fiery flame, turning into the domineering pressure of the emperor of heaven. It emerged from the void and fell down, trying to kill the perfect Saint alive.

"How can Hongjun's magic weapon be in your hand?"

The perfect Saint saw the seal fall, and his face was also thrilled. He hurried to urge the perfect daoshu, dodged and hid in the daoshu world.

Boom!

When the Yan Emperor's seal was dropped, the ferocity of the power seemed to crush hundreds of millions of cosmic worlds, and the surrounding void layers were broken.