三十 About thirty feet away from the holy palace, two extremely tiny spots are moving forward slowly. ? If it is closer, you will find that the two spots are actually two figures who emit the holy light. It is Fang Yi and Dong Liu Jian Zun.

He is just because their bodies are too small compared to the holy palace, so they look like two spots.

Tong Fangyi and Dongliu Jianzun both looked dumb, and every step forward, dense lines appeared at their feet.

At this time, they would take a rune from the storage bag and hit the ground.

With a roar, those lines broke and disappeared.

Subsequently, the two of them continued to move forward.

I don't know how many fables have been used. Finally, Fang Yi and Dongliu Jianzun are getting closer and closer to the holy palace. Even in the mood of the two of them, they can't help showing excitement at this moment.

Rule emperor.

Once you get it, it not only means that you can get a lot of condensed sacred dew, and become the richest being among sages. What's more, they will have a greater probability of impacting on the Great Holy Realm, and their time will be shorter. They will be able to walk in front of other peers.

I have regular emperors, and their status in the heavenly realm will rise to a level.

"嗷."

"Boom."

Suddenly, the air in the caves under the ground violently vibrated, accompanied by the sound of dragons and the sound of wheels turning.

"What happened?"

Fang Yi turned and looked, and saw that a golden chariot, rushed out of the darkness under the pull of nine dragons.

Whether it is a chariot or nine dragons, the breath emitted is quite powerful, making the space tremble slightly.

"Zhang ... Ruochen ..."

Fang Yi first froze slightly, and then an angry look flashed in his eyes.

The madman stood on a keel of Jinbu Longyu, and he smiled, "Brother Fang, Dongliu, I haven't seen you for a long time. How about this holy palace?"

I give it to you?

How much effort did Fang Yi and Dongliu Jianzun make to break up the formations outside the holy palace. Why should I let you?

Wu Dongliu Jianzhuang was rather calm, saying: "There are a lot of top powerhouses in the sword prison world and the purple house world sitting here, enough to clean them up. We first try to collect the holy palace."

Li Fangyi ordered the sacred powerhouse who was sitting on the outskirts of the holy palace and said, "The town kills them both."

There are at least ten saints in action. Some act out holy art and sacred artifacts to the golden step dragon cymbals, and some directly rush to the past.

The saints who did not participate in the war released their mental strength and became vigilant.

Now that Zhang Ruochen and the madman appear here, it is likely that there are other strong people lurking in the dark.

A piece of purple fish-shaped mantra with a length of more than thirty meters exploded with full strength and collided with Jinbu Longyu.

In the golden step of the dragon, a circle of golden light suddenly emerged, dozens of dragon shadows flew out, and the purple fish flew out.

"Awesome chariot, I don't know what is it?"

The madman was secretly surprised, and felt that Zhang Ruochen's battlefield must be of high grade, otherwise, it would not be possible to easily open the magic weapon that burst out to its full strength.

Is also a holy weapon of all kinds, and there is a big gap in power.

The sacred artifact with 10,000 inscriptions and 20,000 inscriptions is called the Yiyao sacred artifact. Yiyao Wanwen's holy spirit erupted into full strength, which could form a circle of holy light.

The sacred artifact with 20,000 inscriptions and 30,000 inscriptions is called Eryao Wanwen Sacred Artifact. It bursts into full power and can form two circles of holy light.

By analogy, the more inscriptions the more sacred artifacts, the higher the grade, and the more powerful.

Of course, for the most holy and half-step holy kings, the sacred artifacts are more of a deterrent effect. Because even the holy force in their body can only support the bursting of one or two perfect energies of the Yiyao Wanwen Holy Artifact.

只有 Only Fang Yi and Dong Liu Jian Zun, who are top-level arrogants with perfect physiques, are far wider than the ordinary saints, and can only arouse the perfect power of the Yiwen Manifold multiple times.

The sacred power required by the Eryao Wanwen Sacred Artifact is even greater. Even a sage with a perfect constitution cannot provoke a full force before he breaks through the realm of the Holy King.

Therefore, even if Jinbu Long 辇 is a Jiuyao Wanwen holy artifact, now it just forms a circle of holy light and mist, and the power that erupted is far from being comparable to the perfect power of Eryao Wanwen holy artifact.

The golden dragon stepped like a bamboo, and smashed into three sacred artifacts in a row, smashed the four holy arts, and rushed to the holy palace.

"Break me."

A translucent aquatic half-step holy king rushed up, stopped in front of Jinbu Longyu, mobilized the rules of the Holy Nature of water attributes, and a silver river appeared in the palm of his hand.

Changhe turned, like a long lance turned into a liquid, hitting Jinbulong 辇.

"哧哧."

The liquid river water quickly condenses and turns into white and hard ice, still showing a spiral shape, carrying a penetrating power.

The cricket's feet kicked out, flew out of the golden step dragon cymbals, grabbed the iron rod, and slammed it down suddenly. His iron rod was not ordinary, heavier than a mountain peak. When it waved down, waves of ripples formed around him.

"Boom."? The spiral glacier was crushed by iron rods, and even the aquarium half-step saint king was also impacted. He stepped backward seven steps, each step out of a dozen feet.

There were many cracks in the body of the half-step holy king of the Lishui clan, and he suffered some minor injuries.

"Awesome madman."

The half-step holy king of the Qiang Shui tribe spread his arms and quickly propped up a water polo with a diameter of 100 feet to protect his body inside the water polo.

The madman laughed loudly: "You are the master of the Zifujie Jellyfish Palace? The strength is not bad, but unfortunately met me."

Suddenly, behind the madman, two powerful holy power fluctuations came out in succession, and two half-step holy king-level creatures rushed up.

One of them, covered with purple flames, looked like a monkey, with a body as high as three feet tall, but the chief of the Yan monkey family of sword prison world.

Another is a humanoid, very old, holding a crescent-shaped machete, but a disciple of a holy tribe in the prison world, Elder Kiri.

Three and a half-step holy kings circled around at the same time, the madness immediately felt the pressure, immediately put away a smile, and stroked his fingers on the iron rod. Suddenly, a pattern of cricket-shaped patterns appeared on the iron rod.

"Battle."

The madman waved an iron rod, and a large wave of holy force in the shape of a maggot rushed out, sweeping towards the three and a half step holy kings.

The madman is worthy of being the top five strongest in the eight divisions, and it is his own strength to fight the three and a half step sage kings. Moreover, he seems to be at ease.

As he attacked, the madman's mouth also made strange noises, as if smiling and crying, really like a crazy mad head.

On the other side, Zhang Ruochen was driving the golden step dragon, but it was unstoppable. He struck out the seven most holy figures, and three of them were badly hit.

"Boom."

Kowloon ran at the same time, in momentum, enough to overpower the Holy King.

Soon after, Jin Bulong went after Shang Yi and Dong Liu Jian Zun, and reached the bottom of the holy palace.

Those holy men in the realm of the sword and the realm of the Purple House were thrown far behind the chariot.

"It's really a shameless guy. We exhausted our efforts and a lot of time, and just broke all the formations, and you ran in. Is this what you want to do for the fishing?" Fang Yi snorted.

Zhang Ruochen said: "On shameless, how can you compare with you? At first, you and the saints in the sword prison world forced us to enter the canyon to die, this account, I always remember."

Thinking of this, Fang Yi's heart burst into greater anger, and said, "Okay, now that you are here, we will count all the grievances and old accounts."

Fang Yi's hands were pressed on the temple, and she went all out to excite Bai Weixing.

The next moment, a white beam of light flew out of his brow and struck the rushing Jinbulongyu.

"Boom."

The outer periphery of the golden step dragon cymbals formed a circle of golden mist of holy force, which fiercely collided with the white beam of light, with a chaotic force of the sacred path flowing outward.

Unfortunately, even the power of White MSI cannot penetrate the defense of Jin Bulong.

Scrutinizing Jin Bulong's body, he would crush Fang Yi's body, but Fang Yi was still not frightened, biting his tongue. Suddenly, blood red lines appeared on his face, extending from the lips to the center of his eyebrows and injected into the white MSI.

"Wow--"

A huge white star phantom appeared in front of Fang Yi.

步 Jin Bu Long 辇 hit the white star phantom, shook it suddenly, and then flew to the right.

Dong Liu Jianzun standing aside, her pupils narrowed only by the size of the needle tip, seizing the opportunity, she stabbed out.

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"Wow--"

Zhang Ruochen, like Dapeng spreading his wings, flew out of the golden step dragonfly, the space in front of him became distorted and turned into a vortex.

This sword of Wu Dongliu's sword penetrated into the space vortex, and there was no deviation direction, pointing directly at Zhang Ruochen's heart.

From this, it can be seen that the strength and speed of this sword, as well as the kendo will of Dongliu Jianzun, must be quite scary enough to fight the twisted space exhibited by Zhang Ruochen.

Of course, Dongli Jianzun's sword speed is getting slower and slower. The sword qi on the sword was also distorted by the space and gradually dispersed.

Finally, the sharp sword point stopped at about three inches from Zhang Ruochen's heart.

"It's just a little bit. If my practice is further, Zhang Ruochen will certainly not be able to block my sword." Dongliu Jianzun felt a bit sorry.

"Zhang Ruochen, your cultivation seems to have grown a lot, no wonder you dare to come here and kill it alone. Unfortunately, when you meet us, you are destined to drink hate today."

On the palm of Fang Yi's palm, a small and exquisite flying knife flew out, turning into a thin light mark, hitting Zhang Ruochen's brows.

In Fang Yi's view, Zhang Ruochen, who is going all out to fight against Dongliu Jianzun, must not avoid this sword.

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