Chapter 325 "Just You? Too Weak."

"This is impossible. I am a saint, and my body is indestructible. How could you..."

The Apocalypse Saint murmured to himself in horror, shaking his head wildly. Even now, he still can't believe that Qin Mu can kill him.

His was a holy body. It had been condensed to the extreme and was considered indestructible. It was not made of paper. How could it explode inexplicably?

Not to mention, the opponent doesn’t even have any use for imperial weapons!

He couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out, how Qin Mu did it.

"With your cultivation, do you deserve to be called a saint? You're not afraid of being laughed at."

The corners of Qin Mu's mouth curved into a sarcastic arc.

When the Apocalypse Saint heard this, his face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

He roared angrily: "Arrogant!!"

"You stupid king actually destroyed my body, you deserve to die!"

"You have to pay the price, you will be executed by Lingchi, you will not have a good death!"

The Apocalypse Saint roared crazily, his eyes red.

boom!

A breath as vast as the sea suddenly burst out from the soul of the Apocalypse Saint. In an instant, the entire void shook violently, and countless black thunder emerged and swept towards Qin Mu.

Each black lightning contains terrifying power, enough to tear apart mountains!

Qin Mu's expression remained unchanged, he stretched out his right hand, flicked his fingers, and saw infinite golden light bursting out, as if thousands of golden needles were shooting out, densely packed, covering the sky!

With a loud noise, the countless black lightnings shattered and dissipated, and the offensive condensed by the soul of the Apocalypse Saint collapsed in an instant!

Qin Mu remained motionless, still standing on the spot, reaching out and grabbing the void in front of him, as if he had caught something.

The next moment, there was a violent distortion and trembling in that space, and then, a blurry and hazy shadow was held in the palm of Qin Mu's hand.

It was the soul of the Apocalypse Saint. He kept struggling and screaming, trying to break free.

"I am a saint, how can you trap me? You can't even think of suppressing my soul, my soul is eternal!"

Qin Mu smiled contemptuously, snorted coldly, and suddenly closed his fingers!

"ah--!"

The saint of the Apocalypse screamed, and the fire of the soul swayed, dimming a little again.

As Qin Mu's five fingers continued to tighten, the saint's soul roared sharply and harshly again. The sound was so shrill that it made people's scalp numb!

"No! Don't!!"

"I...I was wrong, let me go, let..."

Before the words fell,

Bang--

With a muffled sound, the phantom suddenly exploded, turned into flying ash and disappeared, annihilated without a trace.

Until the moment of his death, he still didn't understand how he could be killed so easily by the other party even though he was a saint.

After the divine soul of the Apocalypse exploded, it turned into the purest and most majestic vitality, which poured into Qin Mu's body, nourishing the divine tree of enlightenment in his body.

And this scene once again stunned everyone.

"This... what weird trick did this kid use?"

The hearts of the saints were beating wildly, and their expressions suddenly changed.

Their strength is far superior to that saint, so they naturally know how powerful that saint is.

Even if they hold imperial weapons, it is not that easy to kill a saint.

After all, the Imperial Armament is not so easy to control, especially the higher the level of the Imperial Armament, the more power is required to control it.

But now, a mere young boy knocked a lively saint to pieces with a wave of his hand!

And he died in such a strange way, without any warning, and without even leaving anyone a chance to react!

"Is this an illusion?"

I don’t know how many saints had dry throats and struggled to swallow their saliva.

Illusion! ?

It must be an illusion!

They frantically told themselves that all this must be an illusion and not real.

It can be seen that the fall of a saint has greatly shocked their hearts. Many saints were shocked and had a strong sense of crisis in their hearts!

Especially those leaders who originally wanted to take advantage of the troubled waters, their hearts twitched hard, and they suddenly felt a trace of regret. Maybe they should not have come here to take a trip into the troubled waters!

At this moment, everyone finally understood why Qin Mu dared to come to Chang'an City alone.

They just watched helplessly as the soul of the Apocalypse Saint was crushed by Qin Mu, and turned into boundless vitality and melted into Qin Mu's body. They seemed to have seen their own ending and fate in a daze.

"Don't panic, everyone. Although this beast is strong, he is only one person. Together we can defeat him and seize the imperial army!"

A loud voice suddenly sounded, and an old man with white hair and beard suddenly rushed forward and stood in front of everyone.

The old man was haggard and exuded an aura of decay, but he could not conceal the suffocating saint power within him.

It is the sage ancestor of Ziyang Palace in Fengling Domain, Gu Xuanji. He is also a powerful saint who has reached the fifth level of saint realm.

Hearing his voice, the saints from other major forces nodded in agreement, and their faces regained some composure.

"That's right! Let's join forces and go together to kill this beast!"

"That's right, so what if he is tyrannical? How can one person contend with more than a hundred of us saints?"

"Yes, I don't believe it. He is just a young boy, but he really has such incredible fighting power!"

"kill!"

"We can't let him escape, otherwise we will be in big trouble in the future!"

"Let's go together, get rid of this beast first, and then take the emperor's weapon!"

Instantly, everyone recovered from their shock, staring at Qin Mu with fierce eyes, and murderous intent surged.

No matter how strong Qin Mu was, he was only one person.

There were so many of them, and there were no less than ten people holding the emperor's weapon!

Can't they deal with a mere Qin Mu?

Moreover, now that things have come to this, if they let him escape today, they will definitely have trouble sleeping and eating in the future!

Therefore, no matter how evil Qin Mu was, they had to seize this last chance, even if they lost some of their interests.

"Just you? Too weak."

Qin Mu slowly raised his eyes and swept his eyes towards the group of saints.

His tone was full of contempt, which made a group of saints furious and shouted: "You are looking for death!"

"Kill!"

With Gu Xuanji's fierce shout, everyone pinched the magic formula and urged all kinds of magical powers to the extreme!

"No mercy, go all out!"

Instantly, all the saints used their magic weapons.

For a moment, the sky was full of glittering treasures, illuminating the nine states, and a terrifying aura swept out.

One by one, magic weapons, magical powers, and secret techniques bloomed brilliantly, as brilliant as fireworks, cutting through the sky, and smashing towards Qin Mu with terrifying power, as if to completely submerge him in this world.

This scene made countless residents of Chang'an City and generals of the Qin Dynasty couldn't help but worry, and their breathing stopped.

Although His Majesty is extremely powerful, he is only one person.

If he is surrounded and killed by the saints together, I'm afraid he will be in danger...