Fang Yu raised his head, even if he looked from the bottom of the deep pit, he could still see the two giant palms in the sky clearly, feeling full of oppression.

The strength of the blow just now cannot be said to be weak.

Even Fang Yu could feel the shock inside and outside his body, and his bones glowed with a faint golden light.

Although there is no strong pain, the pain is there.

This means that the strength of this colossus is not at the same level as the opponents it came into contact with before.

"Finally something interesting." Fang Yu thought.

"Fang Changsheng, in the Eastern Wasteland, there are many powerful monks, and there are many outstanding ones like you among them." Jing Tianyi's voice came again, and the tone was still as cold as the cold air in the abyss.

"For example... Zhao Chengfeng." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and said.

As soon as these words came out, Jing Tianyi fell silent immediately.

This reaction just proves...Jing Tianyi knows who Zhao Chengfeng is!

However, according to Fang Yu's speculation, the highest level of the wishing temple is the Tianhuan Temple.

Therefore, Jing Tianyi knew that Zhao Chengfeng was also normal.

The question is just...how much does he know.

"It seems... you want to emulate Zhao Chengfeng, a criminal who has been infamous for a long time?" Jing Tianyi said after a moment of silence.

Even just hearing the sound, you can feel his gnashing of teeth.

What Zhao Chengfeng did was so sensational back then that it spread to other wildernesses.

Therefore, even if Fang Yu is not a local monk in the Eastern Wasteland, it is normal to have heard about it.

But this is not something to praise!

This is the scar of the Eastern Desolation Sky Ring Temple, the true reverse scale!

Whoever mentions it will die!

This is not something to talk about!

Including Jing Tianyi, an internal member, can't discuss this matter publicly, otherwise it is tantamount to being disrespectful to the superior, and it is also a capital offense!

So Fang Yu suddenly mentioned Zhao Chengfeng, which shocked Jing Tianyi.

At the same time, the killing intent became more intense.

"A long-lasting stink? Not so much, I think Zhao Chengfeng is a warrior." Fang Yu said lightly.

"You should die, the holy image will kill your soul!" Jing Tianyi said coldly, not wanting to say any more.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the holy statue of the Temple of Wishing in the sky started again!

In the center of the pair of giant palms that pressed down, there was light.

A crescent-like imprint appeared in the palm.

"Boom!"

The destructive aura erupted again, blasting towards Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi who were at the bottom of the deep pit.

This method can explode invisibly, and the momentum is extremely fierce.

Ordinary monks may not feel the arrival of magic power, and their physical bodies will be annihilated.

And the moment this mark appeared, Fang Yu raised his right palm, and rings appeared on his arm.

Between the lightning and the flint, more than thirty rings condensed on the arm.

Thirty Rings Supreme God Palm!

"Boom..."

After the zhenqi in Fang Yu's body passed through thirty rings and all kinds of magical powers, it burst into a terrifying aura.

In an instant, from nothing to something!

The magic power of the Supreme God's Palm collided with the power of the holy statue of the Wishing Temple!

Bright light blooms in the deep pit!

"Boom..."

The ground continued to crumble, and the huge crater, which had only affected tens of miles in radius, expanded at an extremely fast speed!

So much so that the monks who were watching from a very far away felt the danger, exclaimed constantly, and hid back one after another!

A large amount of smoke and dust filled the entire sky, making the outline of the holy statue in the sky extremely blurred, as if the end had come.

"Buzz..."

The explosion of power caused by the two strands of dharma energy caused a certain degree of distortion in the space of heaven and earth.

At this time, Jing Tianyi, who was far away in the council cabinet of Yuanlingquan area, accompanied by a group of subordinates, saw this scene through the light curtain, and his face was full of shock.

Is this Fang Changsheng really strong enough to fight against the icon! ?

Although the holy image cannot be regarded as a real holy powerhouse, it is one of the trump cards of the Wishing Temple and possesses special power.

Even if it is Zhouguang Xuanxian, or even Sixiang Xuanxian who has not yet reached the later stage, if he is not aware of the special situation of the holy image, he will easily receive a fatal blow!

Unexpectedly, Fang Changsheng withstood the attacks of the icon twice in succession.

Especially for the second time, the confrontation between the two magical powers caused the holy statue to shake unsteadily, as if it was about to collapse!

This is not a good sign!

"How could such a strong monk suddenly appear?" Jing Tianyi gritted his teeth, his expression extremely ugly.

"Pavilion Master, maybe Fang Changsheng and that female cultivator are both dead!"

"That's right, with such a strong explosion, it's very difficult for the creatures in the center to survive!"

"Next, we must be careful about the agglomeration of its true spirit, and destroy the true spirit body as soon as possible!"

Those subordinates beside Jing Tianyi spoke one after another.

There was also shock in their eyes.

But what struck them was the intensity of the iconography of the Temple of May.

In their eyes, neither Fang Yu nor Han Miaoyi could bear the force of this blow.

While speaking, they suddenly found that Jing Tianyi's face was even uglier than before.

"Pavilion Master, why are you..." one of the subordinates asked suspiciously.

At this time, within the light curtain.

"Whoa! Whoa!"

It can be clearly seen that there are two figures passing through the thick smoke and dust.

Judging from the figure, this is the figure of Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi!

Seeing this scene, all the subordinates fell silent.

After suffering such a strong bombardment, these two monks are actually fine!

"Perhaps this is their real spirit body." Another subordinate said.

"That's right, their cultivation must be above the True Spirit Realm, and now..." another subordinate echoed.

This group of subordinates are all core members of the General Secretary's Cabinet of Yuanling Temple. They are all high-ranking and pampered on weekdays.

But now, when faced with a truly formidable opponent, they look like dumbass.

Jing Tianyi frowned ~lightnovelpub.net~ bored, and said in a deep voice: "Enough, your self-comfort will not have any effect on the battle situation, all shut up."

The faces of the group of subordinates changed, and they dared not speak any more.

Jing Tian clasped his hands in front of his chest, frowned, and stared at the figures of Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi in the light curtain.

He still believed in the power of icons.

"Master, can I make a move now?"

Han Miaoyi followed Fang Yu and asked again.

Fang Yu glanced at the icon in the sky, narrowed his eyes and said, "The aura released by this icon is very special, trying to destroy it is not as simple as you think, it can't be done by brute force alone."

"It's not like I only know how to use brute force!" Han Miaoyi retorted dissatisfiedly.

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