The God of Sky & Earth

The next moment, the ferocious shock wave that disintegrated once again reversed its arc and rushed towards a deep mountain that was steaming with immortal energy in the holy mountain.

"Not good!" Duanmu Qingtian and Duanmu Xiaoman saw that Su Yi and Xuehonglou had fallen like birds with broken wings, and immediately turned into streamers to catch them!

Supported by Duanmu Xiaoman, Su Yi's meridians were almost broken, and the Taixu Divine Sea was extremely dry, as if the whole body had been hollowed out.

Duanmu Qingtian supported Xuehonglou, the condition of Xuehonglou was not much better than Su Yi.

"Crack!"

In the deepest part of the holy mountain, a mountain top was split from the middle, and the thunderous sound wrapped in the golden light that soared to the sky, making everyone dazzled and mysterious, almost wanting to crawl!

"Boom!"

The golden light is reckless, and the surging and deep metal performance is quantified into a sharp storm, and the energy sweeps out from all directions.

"I didn't expect that I could still see the sword of the Holy King and Emperor in my life!"

The old voice instantly overshadowed all the hustle and bustle. At this moment, the holy mountain suddenly became quiet, and the eyes of countless people fell within the golden light.

The golden light surged, and an old figure slowly floated out from the center of the split body.

The two bright eyes shot out by Dang Xianbiao were like beacons that could penetrate people's hearts, carrying huge soul energy in an instant, shocking everyone's hearts!

The figure that came out was not tall and straight, but the simple and unadorned clothes revealed the extraordinary appearance of an old man. Although his eyes were small but bright, his snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, his face was full of ravines and lifeless, and he looked like a dying man. The old man is very desolate.

The hands hidden in the big sleeves are wide and thick, with huge callused knuckles, as if they could shatter the void with just a scratch.

"Sheng...Elder Shengyu!" Duanmu Xiongtu's eyes were extremely excited instantly, tears welled up, he knelt down on the ground, and shouted loudly!

"What! The ancestor of the Holy Mountain, the ancestor of Shengyu! The supreme powerhouse eight hundred years ago!"

The disciples of the holy mountain and the strong men of the holy mountain present were all bright-eyed and excited. Immediately, the mountains and peaks were filled with the sound of kneeling like thunder.

"Greetings to Patriarch Shengyu! Patriarch Shengyu save the Holy Mountain!"

"Patriarch Shengyu, the thieves are going to destroy my holy mountain!"

Su Yi tried his best to stand where he was, his brows were full of awe, and Duanmu Xiaoman beside him said in a concentrated voice: "This old guy finally came out."

"Boy, this old guy is not easy to deal with!" Duanmu Qingtian said coldly.

"This guy seems to be dying soon!" Tie Hun was lying in the porch, Su Yi heard that he had activated the Hunyuan Supreme Kung Fu, and within the holy king's aura, there was the Blood Demon Killing God Sword in his hand, Su Yi's spiritual sense was extremely sensitive.

"No wonder he has been hiding away!" The corners of Su Yi's mouth curled up.

Afterwards, Su Yi still shook his head, took a long breath, and said to the two people beside him rather haggardly: "If he wanted to kill me, he would have come out a long time ago, and he wouldn't wait until the last moment!"

Afterwards, Su Yi's vitality rose sharply under his feet, and he cheered up, clenched the blood demon killing sword in his hand and walked slowly towards the ancestor of Shengyu.

"Little boy, the foundation of the holy mountain has been ruined by you today! You should be content!" Elder Shengyu was completely calm, and he couldn't feel any strong killing intent, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed from his eyes .

"Kill to pay for life, debt to pay back money, it's only right and proper! I'm cleaning up the door for you, but you're blaming me?"

"Hahaha!"

A dry laugh came from Elder Shengyu's throat. Elder Shengyu said while looking at the sword in Su Yi's hand with his hands behind his back.

"Interesting! Can you show me this sword?"

Su Yi's eyes also moved down to the Blood Demon Killing Sword, the blood light fluttered, faint golden patterns circled around, quite mysterious, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"I know what you're thinking, but it's already mine, and you can't take it away!"

"The thing from the holy mountain, you actually said it's yours?" Sheng Yu stared at Su Yi with a cold gaze.

"call!"

The sword body trembled, Su Yi raised his eyebrows, fearless in his heart, and said in a concentrated voice: "Where did the Holy Mountain get this sword?"

After a long while of silence, Sheng Yu's eyes were calm, and there was a sigh in his cold eyes.

Holy Mountain's Heavenly Wind Excalibur from the Heavenly Demon Sect, and half of the Holy King's Qi, has since been renamed the Holy King's Dijun Sword to deceive the public. How could Shengyu not know about these things.

Primitive accumulation always has a bloody past, and Shengyu has seen through this, so he devotes himself to martial arts, delving into martial arts, and not caring about worldly affairs.

"Then do you want to be the new Holy Emperor of the Holy Mountain?" Elder Shengyu coughed, his eyes were full of hope, his old face twitched slightly, and a bright smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The holy emperor of the holy mountain, the overlord of six continents, three states and one sea, Sheng Yu actually let a 19-year-old boy be the new holy emperor?

As soon as the words fell, everyone present was shocked, their eyes widened, and they cast horrified gazes at Elder Sheng Yu and Su Yi.

"What! Elder Shengyu, you are not mistaken! He killed so many people from the Holy Mountain!"

"Impossible! Our disciples of the Holy Mountain will never agree! He killed the Great Sacred Son, Elder Shenghuo, Elder Shengmie, and seriously injured Shengfeng and Elder Shengyun. How can such a person stay!"

"Patriarch Shengyu, you have to think twice!"

Ancestor Shengyu raised his head slightly, with haggard eyes, and said to Duanmu Xiongtu.

"Where is the elder of the Holy Martial Hall, tell the disciples of the Holy Mountain! Tell me what is the first standard of the Holy Emperor of the Holy Mountain?"

Duanmu Xiongtu suddenly became alert, bent his body slightly, looked serious, and shouted: "The first principle of the Holy Emperor, whoever has the Holy King's Emperor Sword, is the new Holy Emperor! Those who are still alive must also spend their entire lives to find the Holy King Emperor Sword!"

"Even so, I will not worship this thief as my master! It is absolutely impossible, the Holy Mountain will not serve my enemy as my master!" Bing Ke shouted loudly, her snow-white beard trembled slightly, and the seven orifices had already started to smoke.

As the ice kettle drank loudly, everyone roared in unison in an instant, expressing their protests.

Bingke's familiar voice made Su Yi turn his head, and his eyes met. Bingke was extremely embarrassed, and his heart skipped a beat, like an iceman staying in place.

Su Yi shrugged helplessly, with a gleam in his eyes and a twitch of his mouth, he said, "I won't be the Holy Emperor of your holy mountain!"

After that, Su Yi raised his gaze, and the vitality of Taixu Shenhai in his body began to recover slowly with the Hunyuan Supreme Skill, and said in a deep voice: "The Holy Mountain has no right to keep me, and you have no right to say this! "

"I let you do it, but you still don't! Damn it! How can such a person stay!"

"What! It's too arrogant! How dare you speak nonsense in front of a half-step Yuantian powerhouse!" The disciples of the Holy Mountain trembled and muttered in low voices.

After hearing this, Shengyu smiled again, not in a hurry or annoyed, and it seemed that endless years of wastage were lurking in his dry and wrinkled skin, and said in a concentrated voice.