Chapter 1990

The vortex of the holy King rolled up like a violent tornado storm. In a short moment, the sky and earth were dark and yellow, and the surroundings shook.

The huge building is golden and breathtaking, as if a mysterious force was vented from the crack of the door, which makes people cannot help but want to drill inside.

"Saint Wu hall baptism, only one person at a time, the successful Baptist, the heaven falls a strange image, it means to become a candidate for the holy emperor!"

Duanmu xiongtu glanced at Su Yi, and a trace of uneasy beat came out of his eyebrows. He always felt that something would happen to the boy in front of him!

"Whoosh!"

Dozens of ghosts rushed to the front of the saint martial arts hall, and the golden light sweeping the heaven and earth also distorted the space secretly, and the gorgeous light stirred the surrounding space.

The vast green mountains shook spontaneously, the earth trembled, the void roared, and countless majestic and terrible winds swept across the four directions!

"Ouch!"

Countless mounts and distant monsters trembled and roared to show the heaven and earth!

"What a majestic spirit of the holy king!" Su Yiling spent the void, his eyes narrowed, and a light fight shot out.

The golden light of the holy martial arts hall in front of you is bright, and the virtual shadow dominates the surrounding air, as if there is endless energy spreading out. Such a fierce beast is dormant, waiting to wake up!

"What a pure metallic vitality!" Su kuangge, the king of Jin Yan also saw such a powerful king's spirit for the first time. Compared with Yuchi Changfeng and others, the king's spirit on his body is nothing but a witch!

"Hiss!"

The overwhelming breath of the holy king suddenly swept from heaven and earth, and the waves in front of him crushed everyone. Everyone present was in a state of mind and trembled, and the body of those with low cultivation was trembling!

The divine wave was like a vast ocean. Su Yi quickly adjusted his vitality, and his hand prints were condensed by lightning. Yu Tian Jue and Tian Yao ancient Scripture operated at the same time. The surging divine pressure passed through his body, but only warm waves were left.

At that time, Su Yi knew that he could bear the spirit of the holy king.

Yu Guang glanced at Xue Honglou and Yuchi Changfeng, and Su Yi's heart flashed a doubt. Compared with the Holy Spirit of the early generation, the Holy Spirit of weichi Changfeng and Xue Honglou had already been extremely thin, and the original holy mountain should be extremely powerful!

Isn't it incomparable that the TIANYAO sect has Jinzhen Tianshi and Tianfeng divine sword in its hands!

Such a powerful force is still destroyed. Where is the end of martial arts.

"Let's start! You three take a step forward!"

Duanmu xiongtu shouted loudly, and the sound shook the sky. Auspicious clouds flowed in the distance. The eldest son and the fifth son turned into golden light and arrived in front of the Shengwu hall. Su Yi was not willing to fall behind. He swayed and changed his steps, and his body turned into a storm and rushed in front of the Shengwu hall!

"Boom!"

Su Yi fell together, all like golden rainbow birds, which made people dizzying, including LAN Lianlian and Dugu Yumo were surprised.

"What a fast speed!" Duanmu Xiaoman's moon eyes lit up, and then his eyes looked at the black robed sky behind him intentionally or unintentionally, and he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Su Yi's ability to break through the yuan clan with such an appalling speed is entirely due to Duanmu Qingtian.

"Sister, don't worry, boy, even the space-time storm has experienced! The spirit of the holy king is not responding!"

Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes still contained concern, his slender jade fingers slightly clenched, and whispered, "how can I not worry? After the end, you all follow me back to Yutian palace. Your injury is very serious. If it weren't for the support of Yuanyu realm, your spirit would have been blown out!"

Under the black robe, Duanmu Qingtian's eyes trembled, thinking of the pursuit process in the past, he couldn't help killing.

"Both holy mountain and Tianlong sect are vassals of the dragon family. Today, Su Yi's wishes are the main purpose. If I give him some time, holy mountain will be destroyed!" Duanmu Xiaoman lowered his vitality and said.

At this time, who could have thought that there were half a step yuan Tian and Yuan Tianjing chatting on the court. At this time, everyone's eyes had already been cast on the three figures in front of the Shengwu hall.

With a cold hum, Yuchi Changfeng looked at the golden light all over the sky. The Shengwu hall was strategically located and magnificent, just like the ancient gods looking down at the world.

"Su Yi, if you can't accept the baptism of the spirit of the holy king, go back where you come from directly! Don't delay me, Saint shandabi!"

Xue Honglou and Su Yi stared at the same time. Xue Honglou gently shook his head, and Su Yi was even colder at the corners of his mouth.

"If you can talk, just say more. Don't delay me in!"

"You!"

Weichi Changfeng shook his robe, the emerald ring glittered with gold, and the monstrous pupil glanced out a trace of coldness, and said in a cruel voice.

"It's no use talking fast. If you have the ability, I'll wait for you in the Qianyuan golden sky array!"

As soon as the voice fell, the gate of the Shengwu hall opened, and the ancient and old breath rushed out. Wei Chi Changfeng cut the two people coldly, his eyes were vague and poisonous, and flashed in again.

"Flame elder?"

I don't know when the elder of the holy fire came to Duanmu xiongtu's side. Duanmu xiongtu's eyes were fixed on the holy martial arts hall. When Yuchi Changfeng's body entered, the clouds moved in all directions, and the golden halo circulated in the sky, like a fierce dragon!

"The inborn holy King's momentum was left by the holy emperor of the first generation, which is extremely pure. Since the whereabouts of the emperor's sword are unknown, this is the only inheritance point of the holy mountain. Even the eldest son may not be able to successfully baptize!" Duanmu xiongtu said faintly.

The dried corners of the holy fire elder's mouth gently shook, and the cunning essence light flashed out and fell on Su Yi, Jie Jie laughed.

"No one can do it. The eldest son must be able!"

"Oh?" Duanmu xiongtu didn't know why the elder of the holy fire believed so deeply. When he was preparing to ask in detail, a golden light burst out from the Shengwu hall.

"Boom!"

The huge golden light column whirled into the sky, and the brilliant golden light pushed the auspicious clouds away, and immediately crossed the void, dragging a long red gold thunder, like a dragon singing and a phoenix singing.

The momentum is as powerful as ten thousand beasts galloping, and the divine light falls on the Shengwu hall, looking down at all kinds of creatures in the world. The overbearing and oppressive breath makes everyone's eyes tremble, and they want to crawl!

"Haha! I'm right!" The old eye of the torch was proud and looked at Su Yi and Xue Honglou like a demonstration.

Duanmu xiongtu's long eyebrows coagulated, and his two sword lights looked slightly from his pupils. When he looked at the holy fire again, his figure had already floated to the holy martial arts hall.

A wild smile broke out in the Shengwu hall, and the undisguised arrogance soared with the flying of Yuchi Changfeng.

Weichi Changfeng's aura added to his body, like the waves of waves, his face was red, and the smile in his eyes was completely unscrupulous!

"Congratulations to the eldest son. It's my holy mountain heaven's chosen son!" The elder of the holy fire half knelt on the ground, and the elder he followed was also like a tsunami.

Wei Chi Changfeng picked the corner of his mouth and looked at xuehonglou and Su Yi, enjoying absolute dignity and supreme glory!

"Xue Honglou, Su Yi, go in if you can! Haha! A bastard, a fake, still wants to compete with me!"