Chapter 4689

This time, Jiang Zilin carefully sensed that Emperor Xuan had no breath of Xuansheng, and even his practice was not orthodox.

But Xuandi did not answer. Now his face was flustered, and he was ready to flee.

Jiang Zilin: "don't work hard."

"In my hands, you can't escape."

"If I have not guessed wrong, you don't have much longevity. No wonder you are so impatient. So you should have been a saint. You killed Xuansheng's successor and replaced the other party's identity, didn't you? It's a pity that you didn't get Xuansheng's skill. "

Emperor Xuan's face changed greatly. Jiang Zilin continued: "since you were a saint, do you know my name?"

"Jiangzilin." Jiang Zilin said, "my name is Jiang Zilin."

Emperor Xuandi was stunned, then his face turned pale: "Jiang Zilin? The last saint? "

Jiang Zilin, the last one to become a saint and a genius, was regretted by countless people. But why is he still there? At the beginning of the catastrophe, didn't all saints fall?

"It's me."

"You..."

"I'm not dead," Jiang Zilin said. "We have met again. Below, I've noticed you for a long time. If it hadn't been for my strength at that time, you would have died."

Xuandi bit his teeth and planned to break through the space with secret methods. However, the next moment, he spat blood and didn't move half a step. He could not help but show his fear.

Is this the saint?

He has not felt the existence of saints for too long. It should be said that he has never felt the power of saints.

In the period of sage, he was a nobody. Jiang Zilin also said that he was not a descendant of Xuansheng.

At the beginning of the catastrophe, all saints fell down and countless masters were seriously injured. Many families and sects have died, and those who can stay have paid a certain price.

At that time, there was only one boy of the seventh generation left in Xuansheng's descendants. The little boy was seriously injured. He took the opportunity to kill the boy and get Xuansheng's keepsake. He had no access to Xuansheng's skills, so he had to piece together all kinds of things. Fortunately, he had no shortage of resources for the sage who was the successor of Xuansheng.

However, his talent is not good, so he can only improve his cultivation through the side door. Up to now, it is the limit. If he does not seek the method of becoming a saint, he will really dissipate between the heaven and the earth.

"After you killed Xuansheng, I will avenge Xuansheng today. Xuansheng's pulse will not decline." Jiang Zilin is a little lucky now. Those old men have to let him stay to see the inheritance method. Otherwise, ordinary people would not be able to solve the problem of people like Xuandi.

"No, you can't kill me!" Xuandi yelled, still want to escape, but from the sage pressure, how can he a little Xiandi can resist.

Jiang Zilin only needs the rule to suppress, then let him bleed all over.

"Do you want to use him to practice Jiang Zilin suddenly said to Tang Guo that he thought Xuan emperor was a good grindstone. Xuan emperor's face was painful and his heart was angry. Obviously, he felt humiliated.

Tang Guo refused: "solve it early, I don't need to practice." Fairyland is more peaceful than she imagined. Besides, she has rich experience in fighting. This guy should deal with it as early as possible, so as not to cause trouble.

Jiang Zilin nodded: "that's OK."

"Put him here." Tang Guo took out the soul stone, "lest he use means, this thing who goes in has no solution."

In an instant, Jiang Zilin walked to the front of emperor Xuandi and slapped him on the top of his head. The body of emperor Xuandi dissipated.