This is simply an unimaginable thing.

All the confidence that had supported them, the ancient powerhouses, disappeared in an instant!

They couldn't believe it, nor did they want to believe that Chu Yu was not injured in the previous battle?

Could it be that one of the Nine Cauldrons... is really so powerful? It can protect Chu Yu and not hurt him at all?

No matter how reluctant you are to believe it or how unacceptable it is, this has become a fact.

Chu Yu has nothing to do!

Rumble!

The soul of the Sanyang Taoist exploded directly.

It was not that he wanted to die, but that he was torn apart by the laws of the Three Realms contained in Chu Yu's sword!

Before his death, Taoist Sanyang let out a shrill howl, and that sound... will definitely make people have nightmares for the rest of their lives.

Too miserable!

Chu Yu held the sword and killed the remaining powerful people of the ancient holy realm.

In the starry sky, countless pairs of eyes stare here.

All the creatures whose cultivation level in the holy realm are also paying attention to this battle.

The moment they saw Chu Yu's figure, they knew that these ancient powerful people... had fallen.

On Mars, Butterfly Saint's eyes were extremely deep, staring at the figure of Chu Yu who was chasing him.

Finally, he sighed, and then silently conveyed a divine thought.

"Your Highness Chu Yu, I am Die Sheng. I had some misunderstandings in the past to apologize to you."

Chu Yu did not respond, but Die Sheng stood here and waited.

A creature of the Holy Land of the Demon Clan who was hunted by Chu Yu screamed and showed his true form, which was a huge pterosaur.

Crazy flapping his wings and wanting to fly away from here.

Its speed is already extremely fast, surpassing the light.

But he was still caught up by Chu Yu, and one wing was cut off with one sword and another slashed his head.

Chu Yu's speed is too fast and his attack is too strong.

Whether it was escaping or turning around and fighting with him, there was only one ending, and he killed him on the spot.

"The Holy Realm is invincible." Old Ancestor Minghui looked relieved and stood in the void, watching Chu Yu kill the last creature with cultivation in the holy realm, murmured.

The Holy Land is invincible.

This shows that Chu Yu has truly grown up.

In this starry sky, there is no one in the future. I dare to say something like killing Chu Yu easily.

"The solar system finally has hope!"

At this moment, I don’t know how many people expressed such feelings.

On the earth, there are powerful people with the cultivation of the Holy Land to visit the media to explain this battle.

Made the same judgment.

"Our emperor son, after this battle, can truly stand in this starry sky and become a dominant figure. With his protection, our world will definitely have a better future!"

This evaluation moved everyone around the world.

Whether in the world of practice or in the world, they are all excited.

The feeling of being in a doomsday at any time is too bad.

No one wants to experience it again.

Now that someone finally stood up and had the ability to protect the world, they were extremely happy.

Only a few people who had had grudges with Chu Yu were worried, afraid that Chu Yu would come to settle the matter with them.

But they thought too much.

With Chu Yu's status, he will no longer cause trouble for those people.

People from the Sky City went to clean the battlefield.

Any of these ancient powerful people with cultivation in the holy realm is worth a lot of money.

This time, in order to keep them all here, Xu Xiaoxian almost emptied all the resources of Sky City and had to make up for it.

I believe that the harvest will satisfy him.

At this time, Chu Yu looked in the direction of Mars.

Through endless distances, he nodded faintly: "If you don't cause trouble, I won't cause trouble for you."

A divine thought came in an instant.

Butterfly Saint, who had been waiting on Mars, breathed a long sigh.

Then he saluted Chu Yu from afar and gave a deep salute.

In the city of the sky.

Everyone gathered together and gently tapped the spoils they had obtained from these ancient saints, and everyone was surprised.

Because the harvest was a little beyond their imagination.

I have obtained hundreds of all kinds of top-quality magic weapons!

All of them are Saint-level.

The inherited martial arts, various rare divine gold, great medicine, and some ancient classics related to practice.

Many, and very complicated.

When I saw that most of them were not their own.

"It should be that they have been plundering everywhere over the years." Song Qing said, frowned slightly at a magic weapon.

After a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "One of my ancestors used this weapon, if there is an ancestor's mark on it..."

He said, bringing the holy-level weapon over.

Others also surrounded and observed.

Sure enough, at the bottom of this spear, there is an ancient Song character engraved.

Song Qing sighed: "The ancestor died in the past year, and this spear was buried in the depths of the starry sky with him. I didn't expect that they would dig out this."

The fat man muttered, "Don't let me be cruel."

Song Qing glared at him: "Do less digging graves in the future! You have nothing to do to study your Fuxi Bagua Plate!"

The fat man shrank his neck and whispered: "I've dug all the enemies' tombs... Since it's an enemy, what can't be dug?"

Song Qing was just a little moved by the things he saw suddenly, and he still admired the fat man quite well. He knew that he was Chu Yu's brother and had his own principles and limitations in doing things.

Besides, they are from thieves, and if they don’t dig graves and steal, they are embarrassed to say that they are from their sects.

Of course, this is also the fat man’s biggest resentment.
Chapter completed!