"Hmph! I would like to take a look at the talents of a saint."
After saying that, Jun Qianye grabbed Liu Bi with a big hand that seemed to block out the sky.
boom!
At this time, a golden fist also collided with each other at the location of the Holy King's Palace.
The fists and palms met each other, and the void trembled.
"you……"
Jun Qianye looked at the owner of that fist. He was wearing a dragon robe inlaid with gold and a handsome face that looked calm and intimidating.
"Yang, tripod, sky!"
Jun Qianye said it word for word.
If it was ten years ago, he might still be afraid, but now, Yang Dingtian is no longer a master in the seventh realm, the divine realm, but Jun Qianye is still a strong man in the divine realm, the first heaven. .
"Jun Qianye, this is not your Sword Soul Palace."
Yang Dingtian shouted coldly, and his body erupted with monstrous profound energy. In the void, the golden fist bloomed with dazzling light.
But the luster of the giant palm's profound energy dimmed.
Yang Dingtian also realized now that the figure on the sky was actually his elite disciple from the Holy King's Palace, and his name seemed to be Liu Bi.
Whether it was from the perspective of the Holy King's Palace or his son, Yang Dingtian had to take action, and that person was Yang Sheng's scapegoat.
The other forces in the palace will never give up easily. They all know what the immeasurable tribulation means.
Once the saint's qualifications grow, it is very likely that he will become another saint, or in other words, the only saint in the world.
Fairyland, whether it is the four major divine palaces or the four major divine dynasties behind them, are all concerned about this matter.
Understanding the way of heaven and earth has not appeared in the Tianxuan world for thousands of years.
"Yang Dingtian, you didn't live ten years ago, right? Now you are only in the sixth realm, the Yang Gathering realm, and yet you dare to speak arrogant words in front of me?"
Jun Qianye's extremely mocking voice sounded.
"What about me?"
Yumo Shrine, Mo Wuya!
When it comes to the four major divine palaces, which force has the best relationship with the Holy King's Palace, it is naturally the Yumo Shrine.
Mo Wuya is not a fool. Yang Dingtian protects an elite disciple like this, which means that this disciple in the sky is really an enlightened person.
Liu Bin's body at this time was fixed in the void, unable to move at all.
"Damn it! Who is so wicked? I want to attract everyone's attention, but why do you want me to be here?"
Zhang Sheng in Liu Bi's body had ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart.
"Hmph! Mo Wuya, do you also want to take a dip in this muddy water?"
Jun Qianye frowned.
With the talent of a saint, how could he allow it to grow? It was less than two years before the ten-year war in the shrine.
If the Saint King's Palace wants to make a comeback with the Saint's qualifications, Qianye, the King, will never allow it.
He hasn't had enough of the position at the head of the four major palaces.
"Jun Qianye, stop pretending to be a big-tailed wolf. With your qualifications as a saint, how can it be that you alone have the final say when it comes to the fairyland?"
In Danyang Shrine, Palace Master Sikong Yue stood up.
Seeing that the war is about to break out.
"Hey! Which one of you has locked me up? If you don't untie me, believe it or not, I will fart and kill you?"
Above the sky, Zhang Sheng couldn't help but said frantically.
Everyone on the ground was in an uproar.
A fart can kill a powerful person in the divine realm. How powerful is this fart? At the same time, they also began to believe that Liu Bin had the status of a saint.
Crazy enough!
Facing the palace masters of the four major palaces, he can still be so calm. I wonder who among them can do it.
"As expected, a man who has survived countless tribulations is indeed crazy."
"If this little saint doesn't die today, there will be something to watch in the Shrine War in a year and a half."
"Don't fall? You are overthinking. Brother, the master of Sword Soul Palace, how could Jun Qianye let the little saint continue to grow and threaten his position in Sword Soul Palace?"
…
Everyone gave Liu Bi a title, calling him the Little Saint, which shows how high they thought of Liu Bi.
As for Yang Feng, after someone "carried everything" for him, he returned to the Holy King's Palace.
powerful! With an outrageously powerful power, the Shinto cultivation system successfully broke through to the first level of the Condensing Yin Realm, the immortal cultivation system, and cultivated to the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage.
The realm of physical cultivation has broken through to the first level of the golden body realm.
If it weren't for the fact that he spent a lot of time on comprehending the Tao Yun and specializing in the Shinto system, Yang Feng would be sure to break through to the sixth realm: the Juyang Realm.
But now, with all his strength, he can defeat the strong men from the ninth level of Juyang Realm.
Kill enemies across an entire realm.
Yang Feng didn't have any intention of showing off his strength. It had been eight years since he came here, but he knew very well in his heart that only eight days had passed outside, and he only came here for one purpose, to complete the trial.
He does not belong here. Once he wins the battle in the palace, he will leave. Everything here does not belong to him.
Now he was sneaking out of the Holy King's Palace and looking at the figure in the sky. He looked familiar to him.
But I couldn't remember it for a while.
It was thanks to him that he was taken advantage of.
At the thought of this, Yang Feng couldn't help but laugh.
A bright figure walked towards Yang Feng.
"Xiao Fengzi, was it you who caused the previous disturbance?"
The person speaking in front of me was Gu Qianqian, the goddess Mo Jiyue who controlled Yumo Palace.
"Qianqian, you really understand me best."
"Little Fengzi, Jianyi, I helped you find out. They seem to be here too, but they are within the power of Danyang Shrine."
After Gu Qianqian came out of seclusion, she also heard that Jun Jianchen and Jun Moran were wanted in the Sword Soul Palace.
Finally, they found Jun Jianchen and Jun Moran, and found out that they were Jian Yi and Chu Linglong.
And it seems that the two of them have come together.
"Really? Sister Qian, can you find them for me and let's meet together."
I haven’t seen you for eight whole years. Although the speed of time here is much faster than that of the outside world, when you are here, you don’t notice it at all.
So this is a real eight years!
"Well, by the way, the scapegoat in the sky, I guess it might be Zhang Sheng."
After saying that, Gu Qianqian showed a mysterious smile and left.
Yang Feng's body suddenly trembled. He had an inexplicable sense of familiarity before, but he didn't expect it to be Zhang Sheng, the man who chased after his butt every day and begged him to teach him how to show off.
Thinking about it, this is the kind of thing that ordinary people are afraid of avoiding, and only he would bump into it. It's really just to show off and do whatever it takes.
The spirit is commendable, but as for this approach, it is shameful. It is clearly stealing the fruits of victory from others.
When struck by lightning or jealous, no one else can be seen, but when it comes to showing off, they scramble to be the first.
Thinking that Zhang Sheng will not really die, and there is his cheap father and other palace masters, there is no way that Zhang Sheng will die easily.
If a man who has the qualifications of a saint and touched the fairyland really dies like this, then the path for these monks to enter the divine realm will be cut off.
"Hmph! What an arrogant boy. He thinks he has understood a little bit of the way of heaven and earth, so he dares to act recklessly in front of us and seek death!"
"Dragon Catcher!"
A dragon claw emerged in the void and struck directly at Zhang Sheng.
Zhang Sheng was so frightened that his eyes widened, and dragon claws were reflected in his pupils.
"Let me go, why is my life always so miserable? I just want to show off, why is it so difficult?"
Zhang Sheng's wail sounded, causing a burst of ridicule.
"Pretending? You have to have some backbone too!"
"That's right, the dragon claws haven't been photographed yet."
…
Hearing that the little saint they used as a role model actually became such a coward when facing life and death, the impression of Zhang Sheng in the hearts of many female monks was suddenly greatly reduced.
When Zhang Sheng heard the discussion below, he also raised his head towards the dragon claw that was only half a foot away from his Tianling Cap, feeling relieved in his heart.
"Mo Wuya, do you really want to meddle in this business?"
Jun Qianye spoke in an indifferent tone.
He doesn't have to be afraid of Yang Dingtian. After all, the latter has dropped to the sixth level, the Juyang Realm, and the Eighth Heaven since the battle in the Divine Palace ten years ago. ,
In Jun Qianye's opinion, he couldn't afford to make any trouble.
But the Mo Wuya in front of him was different. Mo Wuya was a genuine divine Taoist, a strong man in the first heaven, at the same level as him.
"Brother Jun, what you said is wrong. If you kill this little saint with one claw, then our path to immortality will be cut off."
Mo Wuya's goal is to become an immortal, and there is a saying in the Tianxuan world, "If you want to become an immortal, you must first understand the Tao."
He wanted to learn from Liu Bi's mouth the secret to understanding the way of heaven and earth.
In terms of understanding, Mo Wuya thought that he was no weaker than anyone. How could a twenty-seven or eight-year-old boy be able to comprehend a hint of the way of heaven and earth, but he could not.
"Brother Mo is right. Why don't we ask the little saint to tell us the secret of how to understand the way of heaven and earth? By then, relying on our cultivation in the divine realm, we will be able to ascend to immortality. It will be just around the corner."
Danyang Shrine, the palace owner Sikong Yue said with a haha.
When the powerful men from many forces on the ground heard this, their expressions changed and they began to prepare to listen attentively.
"Ah! Dad, save me!" 33
A scream sounded out, and the four people standing in the void all looked towards the source of the sound.
A white dress was as beautiful as snow, and a sharp sword emitting cold light pierced the heart of a male monk in luxurious robes.
The person who drew the sword was none other than Jun Moran. Under the control of Chu Linglong, he killed Jun Yuan, Sword Soul Palace, and the swordsman Jun Yuan's life with one sword.
Jun Qianye's heart seemed to be crawling with countless ants.
Roar to the sky!
"Ah! Die!"
In a rage, Jun Qianye pushed his profound power in the divine realm to the extreme.
At this time, he only had one thought, and that was Jun Moran.
Next to Jun Moran, stood a man in black. Seeing the situation, the man in black burst out with an astonishing sword intent.
Facing the powerful man from the first level of the divine realm, Jun Qianye, Jun Jianchen did not choose to escape, but to fight back head-on.
"Jun Yuan, sword, the sword of the Sword Soul Palace was killed?"
"Could that beautiful lady in white be the true disciple wanted by the Sword Soul Palace, Jun Moran?"
"No, look, there is Jun Jianchen, the first direct disciple of the Sword Soul Palace. He dares to go head-to-head with a strong man from the Shinto realm."
…
At this time, Yang Dingtian raised his eyebrows and saw Jun Qianye lowering his face and attacking a monk from the Fourth Realm.
That's right! After five years of seclusion, Jun Jianchen's cultivation has reached the fourth level, the ninth level of the Zhanpo Realm, and he can enter the fifth level, the Ningyin Realm, at any time.
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