Chapter 562, the prestige of the holy land

"Let's go..."

Zhao Yun grabbed Fang Chen's arm and stomped the ground with his foot.

boom--

The figures of the two instantly soared into the air.

In the first time, it broke through the [-]-meter altitude.

……

in the void.

"Hehe, after solving this spirit king, both Lingxu and the earth will lose this level of existence at the same time.

When I want to invade the earth again, it will become a piece of cake."

The figure with a wide back and a waist shrouded in golden light slowly opened his mouth.

As soon as these words came out, it immediately aroused the echoes of the surrounding holy land powerhouses;
"That's right! This Spirit King is really a serious problem in our hearts, but this kind of existence is not still in our hands."

This kind of words, if they were to say it when they were dealing with ordinary holy land powerhouses.

I'm afraid I will feel a little bit ashamed.

Or even under normal circumstances.

These sacred powerhouses would never use such indiscriminate methods and tactics to deal with an enemy of the same level.

After all, the strong in the holy realm also have their own glory and pride.

Against an enemy of the same level.

You also have to work hard to calculate.

Such a record can still be used as a show to show off, and the eyes that greet it are definitely contemptuous.

However, the existence of Ling Wang Ye Xu is too terrifying.

For these holy powerhouses present.

Even if a dozen people join forces, if they can kill the Ling King.

It can be regarded as a prestigious victory.

Who cares that if you join forces with more than a dozen people, you still need to use the method of magic circle to assassinate and refine...

Being able to kill the Spirit King would be enough to make him famous in all the heavens and myriad worlds.

The golden man smiled and suddenly said;

"Hehe, it's the saint with bones.

If we use the treasure of our Taixu Guiyuan Hall this time, I'm afraid we can spend 49 days in a single thought.

At that time, we will need to spend so much time sitting here ".

These words are somewhat harsh and pointed.

For a while, the atmosphere among the saintly powerhouses was a little silent.

"The ancient tree of time robbery is of great importance, but I can't easily use it."

The one who is called the Bone Sage is an old man with a hooked nose, and his male voice is harsh, a bit like that of a drake.

"What's more, if you have the ability to go to the palace master and talk about it!".

He responded indifferently, but this posture caused the golden figure over there to tremble.

Seeing this, the rest of the extremely holy realm powerhouses immediately opened their mouths to smooth things over.

"Forget it, Jinpao, the ancient tree of time robbery is indeed extraordinary, and its meaning is different.

Of course, we should not morally kidnap people's bones."

From the looks of it, although these saintly powerhouses were all in unison, they plotted against Ye Xu, the spirit king.

But it can be seen from the surface.

It seems that they are not really monolithic.

At this moment, a loud noise came from the ground.

A wave of fluctuations that reached the peak of the spiritual realm and even faintly reached the threshold of the holy realm spread.

Immediately, it attracted the attention of more than a dozen saint-level powerhouses in the void.

"what's the situation?".

"It seems that someone rushed towards us...".

All the powerhouses in the holy realm subconsciously projected their gazes to the past.

On the ground, a small black dot rose into the sky like a dragon's shadow or a white dragon's body!

Imposing bluffing!

Sensing the opponent's strength, all the powerful people in the holy realm were taken aback.

"A mere spiritual powerhouse dares to challenge us?"

The golden robed saint frowned;
"Could it be because of the Spirit King? That guy is the Lord of the Day, and he still has a lot of means.

Maybe this person is his helper, so don't take it lightly."

Hearing this, all the saintly powerhouses nodded subconsciously.

The golden robed saint sneered;
"However, if a mere peak spirit realm wants to interfere with our refining of the Lord Ye Ling, it seems that he underestimates me too much.

I will come back as soon as I go..."

"This time we are at the critical moment of refining Ye Xu."

"Absolutely can't interfere with the plan because of any disturbance."

After the words fell, those strong men in the holy realm all subconsciously nodded slightly.

And at the same place, the figure of the golden-cloaked saint who had just finished speaking has gradually faded and disappeared slowly.

……

A violent and rapid gust of wind blew the hair on Fang Chen's forehead, and the young man's face was somewhat heavy;

"General Zhao Yun, it's almost time...".

The young general in white robe holding Fang Chen's arm behind him also nodded slightly.

He is a strong man in the spiritual realm.

Of course, the perception ability far surpasses Fang Chen by an unknown number of realms.

He knew that the coercion of the holy land that was gradually approaching in the sky.

Apparently, it attracted the powerhouse in the Holy Realm...

to make a move.

"Master Dust, these distances are probably not enough."

Zhao Yun took a closer look, and then roughly estimated the distance that he wanted to teleport to the eye of the array in one go, relying on Fang Chen's mere mid-realm strength.

It seems that there are still some gaps!

Fang Chen smiled wryly;
"I know the distance is not enough.

If possible, I hope you will persist a little longer...".

Rumbling--

At this moment, Fang Chen didn't finish speaking.

In the void, strands of dazzling golden light swooped in the direction of the two of them.

The world in front of Fang Chen's eyes was completely golden.

"Lord Dust, I can only send you here."

As soon as Zhao Yun said this, Fang Chen could also sense the seriousness of General Zhao Zilong.

From the looks of it, this Taixutian holy realm powerhouse is not a simple thing.

It can actually make me, the famous Emperor Wu of China, all solemn.

"Although I don't know who you are, this is the site where I, the saint of Taixu Guiyuan Hall, work."

"A radius of [-] meters is covered by our coercive blockade."

"Unless there is a special method, no one can come in.

Come to think of it, the two of you should be the helpers of the King of Spirits, right?"

The figure shrouded in golden light waved his hand.

I don't mean to say any more nonsense at all.

Layer after layer of space collapsed.

Fang Chen only felt that he was so close to death for the first time.

Under that fluctuation, everything is like a dog.

A thought can move a mountain, a thought can cross an ocean!

"Is this the strength of a strong man in the holy realm...".

He clenched his teeth.

The last time, when Bai Qi first showed up, because he mobilized Fang Chen's true qi power in his dantian, except for the coercion of the holy realm all over his body, it was real.

In fact, the strength he really exerted is compared to the living strong man in the Holy Realm.

I'm afraid it's more than one level worse.

It was also because Bai Qi later sucked the evil spirits of the rest of the Assassination Department powerhouses of the Blood Fiend Sect, and made a comeback when he wanted to counterattack Fang Chen.

Fang Chen was able to truly feel the threat of the strong man in the holy realm.

Even so, Bai Qi is still an afterimage formed by a will...

Since it is an afterimage, there will be an upper limit to the strength that can be exerted.

It doesn't look like the real golden light figure in front of him, it's a true holy land powerhouse!

Under this fluctuation, Fang Chen felt it was difficult to breathe.

"Master Dust, take care!".

(End of this chapter)