The God of Sky & Earth

As soon as the words fell, Duanmu Xiongtu shouted loudly, and the audience was even more terrified, and countless dignified gazes looked at Su Yi and Xue Honglou!

Can these two people successfully enter the grand formation? Although Yuchi Changfeng's words were harsh, they were true.

A person who has never been nourished by the spirit of a holy king, a person who is not only not a member of the Holy Mountain, but also an enemy at all, if he cannot get in, the Great Competition of the Holy Mountain will only belong to Yuchi Changfeng!

No wonder Yuchi Changfeng was so excited. It can be said that the Holy Mountain Grand Competition is no accident, it is already a one-man show of the Great Sage!

Resentment and hatred were vented at this moment, Xue Honglou glanced lightly at Su Yi beside him, her eyes were like thousands of stars, deep and deep.

"I want to see you in the big formation! I'll go in first!" Xue Honglou whispered, like a letter of war.

"Hula la!"

Handprints formed like lightning, Xuehonglou's body was billowing with vitality, and from the mountains and peaks, golden light sprinkled down!

On the vast sky, the Holy Martial Hall is densely covered with clouds, and the sound of wind and thunder turns into rolling sound waves rolling endlessly. From a distance, it seems that the chains of gods are intertwined.

Standing in front of the Holy Martial Hall, Yuchi Changfeng's eyes were secretly startled, and there was a light beating in his magnificent eyes, and then everyone present held back the roar of the tiger.

The eyes are fixed, for fear of missing something!

Before half a breath passed, a roar that pierced the clouds and cracked rocks resounded through the world, and in the next second it could cover all the waves of sound!

Soon, under the stunned gaze of the audience, a phantom like a holy king emerged from the sacred weapon above the Holy Martial Hall!

In an instant, everyone's eyes stared like copper bells, and the elders, warriors, and powerhouses present all began to tremble to varying degrees!

"That's the phantom of the Holy King!" Duanmu Xiongtu's dazzling pupils were filled with incomparable shock!

At the same time, Yuchi Changfeng, Elder Shenghuo and others looked at the sky and the earth in disbelief, under the gaze of all eyes, endless golden dazzling light exploded the sky and the earth.

The sacred light is densely covered with divine light, and the light is extremely dazzling. Under the powerful wind and thunder, the phantom of the Holy King erupted with a terrifying and amazing aura. With his eyes closed, the holy light shone through the world, as if the gods had come through the ancient world, and all living beings were like ants in front of him. Generally appear.

The scene in front of him was completely sensational, the golden light filled the air, almost drowning the entire Holy Martial Hall and the Holy Mountain!

"My God, it's the holy king! It's the god of my holy mountain!"

"The five holy sons are the real chosen ones! There is no doubt!"

"My soul hurts! Is it the absolute suppression of the Holy King!"

The eyes of the audience were dull, staring blankly at the vision of the Holy King in the sky, the auspicious clouds had long been pushed away by the fluctuations, and under the bright and clear sky, the golden light shook the world!

"puff!"

Everyone's heartbeat stopped suddenly, and it was difficult to breathe. Not only the guests of the holy mountain, but also the elders of the holy mountain, the five holy sons or the elders of the great holy son fell to their knees on the ground with expressions of admiration.

"Aww!"

After the phantom of the Holy King descended, monsters prostrated themselves in the winding mountains, and their deep roars resounded throughout the universe, and even more wild monsters prostrated themselves on the ground and trembled!

At this time, the aura of the entire holy mountain had reached its peak, and expressions of shock, horror, and astonishment appeared on everyone's face.

"Why is the aura of the Holy King in Xuehonglou so powerful in the Holy Martial Hall?" Su Yi's eyes trembled slightly, even with a soul as powerful as his, he still felt an extremely powerful suppression.

After watching it for a long time, there is a feeling of trembling and surrender, let alone other people.

The phantom is like a dream bubble, occupying half of the sky, and the halo of light lingers for a long time. Everyone present is sticking their bodies tightly to the face, not daring to raise their heads.

"Hula!"

After running Yutian Jue, the mysterious light cluster in Su Yi's mind also had some throbbing.

The majestic soul pressure invaded the body, and the flesh and blood in the meridians swelled up in an instant, and it didn't get better until a few breaths later.

"Xuehonglou's Holy King Qi is more pure than Yuchi Changfeng's! It seems that Xuehonglou's rapid improvement is not unreasonable!" His eyes fell on Yuchi Changfeng who stayed where he was, and the two roads were like an abyss The usual pitch-black eyes burst into luster.

Surrounded by fiery red light all over his body, a little bit of starlight exhausted all the holy king's aura, and Su Yi's face returned to calm.

Xuehonglou came back from the chaotic realm, and except for participating in the Tianfeng Ranking Tournament, he has been in retreat all the time. From the fourth level of Yuanhuang Realm to the eighth level of Yuanhuang Realm, Su Yi has never taken Xuehonglou as an opponent lightly.

"How can he be a waste if he can cultivate to the eighth level of the Yuanhuang Realm by himself!" Su Yi's throat moved, and his sneer sounded like a long arrow shooting at Yuchi Changfeng's back.

With a shiver all over his body, Yuchi Changfeng, who came back to his senses, looked pale. When he raised his head, the phantom of the Holy King gradually rose and dissipated like bubbles.

"Chila!"

Another storm swept across the sky, and Xue Honglou's figure floated out, like lightning, as soon as it landed, two star-like eyes shone brightly, and there was an unusual aura vaguely!

Back straight, the long yellow robe fluttering with the wind, the side face flying into the temples is as cold and aloof as if carved by a knife, Xue Honglou's eyes were cold and gloomy, she glanced at Yuchi Changfeng lightly, and then walked forward go.

The moment they passed by, Yuchi Changfeng came back to his senses like an electric shock, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and the fiery eyes were burning with flames.

"What kind of conspiracy and tricks did you use! It's absolutely impossible! How can your holy king's spirit be purer than mine?"

With an ice-cold handsome face, an imposing aura that is not angry but majestic emerges, Xue Honglou's footsteps continue to walk, his eyes are piercing, like Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi, and he said coldly.

"Su Yi is right, it is my shame to have you as my opponent on the road to the Holy Emperor!"

The figure was like lightning, and he quickly returned to the lineup. A group of elders looked at Xuehonglou like gods, excited, and there were smiles on their old creased faces.

"Su Yi, go in quickly! Remember what I said! My opponent is you!"

Seeing that Xue Honglou no longer regards himself as an opponent, Yuchi Changfeng's face turned green and red in an instant, and his face was grim and ashen for no reason!

The baptism of the innate holy king's aura, the impure holy king's aura is absolutely impossible to withstand, Yuchi Changfeng looked at the emerald ring in his hand, his eyes trembled fiercely, and stared at the holy fire elder beside him.

Suddenly, the face of Elder Shenghuo showed unrecoverable doubts and fear, he shook his head without showing any trace, his eyes were venomous, and he said in a low voice: "There is absolutely no possibility of mistakes! The Great Sage will verify after he enters the battle!"