Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right?

The nameless realm.

The 2824th level of heaven, in the void.

Two figures were confronting each other.

The person on the left is holding a golden divine sword, and the sword light around his body is shining like a supreme sword god. Every word and every action carries a terrifying sword aura.

When the breath of the sword passed through the void, even the void began to tremble faintly, as if it was about to break apart.

You know, this is the 2824th level of the Nameless World.

The void here is so solid that it is not easy for even a great saint to break it.

But this man's breath alone caused faint traces of fragmentation in the void, which was enough to show the sharpness of his sword.

This person is Ye Luo.

Ye Luo is much stronger than before.

At this moment, he has reached the peak of Chaos Saint, and is only one chance away from being a Dao Saint!

If this opportunity is big enough, Ye Luo will be able to leap forward to become a great saint in one step.

If the opportunity is not big enough, then Ye Luo can only reach the half-step level of a great saint.

The leaves fall on the opposite side.

He is a true great saint.

The extremely terrifying aura oppressed the entire void, and the divine light of the avenue around him bloomed, seeming to illuminate the entire nameless world.

"Ye Luo, you can't escape. This place has been blocked by a barrier. You have nowhere to escape!"

The voice of this great saint was like thunder, and behind him, a terrifying giant appeared vaguely, seeming to suppress Ye Luo.

Faced with this overwhelming pressure, Ye Luo looked calm in his robes and his expression remained unchanged.

He had no intention of escaping. It seemed that he was not afraid of this great saint at all.

"Run away? Why should I run away?"

"Shouldn't you be the one who should escape? I fought all the way here, and how did I ever escape? I just stopped and regained my strength."

The corner of Ye Luo's mouth curled up into a faint smile.

"There is a saying in the world: a dead duck has a tough mouth. This sentence suits you very well."

The great saint shook his head.

He admitted that Ye Luo was extremely talented.

But the gap in realm between them cannot be bridged by talent.

There is a huge gap between the Dao Saint and the Chaos Saint.

"So what if you have a tough mouth? Is it better than you? You don't care about anything and force revenge for that bastard relative of yours? Then do you know why I want to kill him?"

Ye Luo sneered.

He admitted he couldn't beat it.

But it is not easy for this great saint to kill him!

"It doesn't matter why I killed him. It doesn't matter what he did. However, I must avenge this revenge because he is already dead."

The great saint sneered.

As he spoke, he raised his palm and blasted towards Ye Luo.

Powerful power surged out and turned into a huge palm print, heading towards Ye Luo in a mighty manner.

"Zhang Ling! You can't kill me!"

Ye Luo frowned, directly said the name of this great saint, and then raised his sword to fight back.

He slashed in the air, and the terrifying sword energy swept through the eight wastelands, carrying endless power and blasting towards the palm print.

Rumble…

Sword energy and palm prints clash.

The void in all directions is constantly distorted and may break at any time.

"Ye Luo, you are looking for death!"

The Great Dao Saint ‘Zhang Ling’ had a stern look in his eyes.

The name of every great saint is taboo. Unless it is revealed by someone of the same level, it can be said to be a humiliation.

Being told by Ye Luo was undoubtedly a humiliation for him.

How could this Ling not be angry?

Zhang Ling went crazy and launched all kinds of attacks, trying to kill Ye Luo.

Ye Luo narrowed his eyes and felt the ultimate threat. He raised the sword in his hand and was ready to parry.

At this critical moment.

A series of extremely terrifying auras descended.

Under the widened eyes of Zhang Ling and Ye Luo, hundreds of Dao Saints, tens of thousands of Chaos Saints, and hundreds of thousands of Saints descended together.

The breath of terror swept through everything.

Behind this large group of people, there were many theatergoers.

At this time, nearly half of the powerful men from the Three Thousand Heavens of the Nameless Realm had gathered.

"According to the order of the unknown lord, come to suppress Zhang Ling!"

"Zhang Ling, why don't you punish me!

! "

One after another, the sounds were like the voices of gods, thundering down.

Zhang Ling, the Taoist Saint who was originally so imposing, was immediately suppressed by this momentum and fell to his knees on the ground, unable to move.

"Where is the divine coming? I don't know where Zhang Ling offended him, and why did he do this?"

Zhang Ling gritted his teeth and asked aloud.

"I came here under the orders of the Nameless Lord. You want to kill the disciples of the Nameless Lord. Is it possible that you will be punished for this crime?"

An existence at the pinnacle of the Great Dao Saint stood on the sky and spoke slowly.

"Disciple of the Nameless Lord?"

Zhang Ling raised his head and glanced at Ye Luo, his eyes full of confusion.

Didn't this person accidentally enter the nameless world from those small worlds?

Why, why does it have such a big background?

Ye Luo was smart, he thought of it quickly.

This nameless lord...

He is probably his master.

How did his master become this unknown master?

Ye Luo was puzzled, but he also knew that now was not the time to think about this.

"I was the fault of this matter! I am willing to kill him!"

Zhang Ling gritted his teeth, knowing that he couldn't escape.

He was filled with resentment.

He must die.

But he believes that one day, someone will be able to avenge him!

His unborn son, because his talent was too strong, was trapped in the cocoon of the great road when he was born. He cultivated his talent. When the time was right, when he was born, he would definitely appear with supreme talent and shock the whole world.

By then, his parents and children will definitely be able to avenge him.

"According to the order of the nameless master, Zhang Ling will be killed and Zhang Ling's ashes will be ground into powder! And Zhang Ling's whole family will be slaughtered! The earthworms will be cut vertically! All the eggs will be shaken away!"

"Let us take turns to bomb his property again, and don't spare any corner!"

This great saint stands high and declares his will.

Zhang Ling: "???"

Ye Luo: "???"

Onlookers: "???"

Isn't this too harsh?

Hearing this, they all felt a chill in their backs. They slaughtered the whole family, cut the earthworms vertically, shook the eggs, and even the ground was flattened in turn.

Is this something a human can do?

People around said that this was the first time such a thing had happened in the history of the Nameless World.

"No! No! It can't be like this!"

Zhang Ling roared angrily.

What else did he want to say.

But the surrounding Dao Saints did not give this opportunity, and they jointly took action to suppress Zhang Ling directly.

Hundreds of Taoist saints took action together, without giving Zhang Ling a chance to react, and directly suppressed him to the ground, unable to move.

"cut."

"Destroy his soul, leave his body behind, burn it to ashes, grind his ashes into powder, and photograph them for the Lord to see."

A great saint stood tall and announced Zhang Ling's fate.

"yes."

All the saints from the surrounding avenues echoed.

Ye Luo on the side watched all this blankly.

This is really Master's style...