The Holy Master of Zifu suddenly reminded: "Brother Wan, we'd better be careful."
"Don't worry, we three Holy Land masters have gathered together to unravel a stone. Does Brother Cheng think we can unlock a second imperial weapon? Don't be intimidated by that kid."
Although Wan Shengyi does not have the art of connecting the source, he still has so many years of experience in interpreting stones, and he does not believe that there will be any big danger.
Lin Feng once again advised: "Everyone, I, Lin Yuqing, am so untrustworthy. We are just making a bet! There is really no need to risk life and death. I don't have a life-or-death feud with you."
"Besides, it's best for everyone to stay away from us. Thousands of feet is not enough. Of course, it's best not to unravel the stone and just admit defeat to me."
"You are so monstrous and misleading, Lin Yuqing, do you need your advice on how our three holy places should act?" Wan Shengyi snorted coldly.
But most of the ones that were close were really far away, which made his face burn with pain.
The more Lin Feng said this, the less likely it was that the people from Dayan Holy Land, Zifu Holy Land, and Wanchu Holy Land would leave, otherwise Lin Feng would deceive them.
In the eyes of those watching the battle, their three holy places have become people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.
Lin Feng thought that he would lose face and lose his life. He couldn't be blamed for this.
In this case, he stopped trying to persuade him and said, "Since you were the first to break the stone last time, I will break the stone first this time." After saying this, he patted his palm lightly.
The stone skin of the package turned into powder to reveal the divine object inside. The flagpole of a large white flag was cut off, and a divine tiger with wings was embroidered on the flag.
Lin Feng took out the broken flag and shook it gently. A white winged tiger jumped out from the white flag, vivid and cute.
"This is the great sacred weapon of the White Tiger Ridge, the Winged Tiger Flag, which has lost its inheritance."
"Baihu Ridge, which holy land is this? Why haven't I heard of it?" someone asked in confusion.
"Baihu Ridge is a lineage of the ancient royal family. It is the inheritance left by the White Tiger Emperor, an ancient emperor in the ancient era. Unfortunately, it seems that it was exterminated because of a big disaster in the ancient era."
Lin Feng could not have imagined that these passers-by were so powerful that they could even recognize a mutilated sacred artifact from a million years ago.
Lin Feng asked: "This is just a great holy weapon. How can it have the right to leave a name forever? The ancient era has been almost a million years since now. I didn't expect that there are still people who recognize this flag."
"Young man, you don't understand this. Although this is just a great holy weapon, it is an inherited ancestral weapon before the White Tiger clan became the royal family. Later, it was refined by the ancient emperor Baihu Emperor himself. An ancient emperor refined it. The great holy artifacts that have been made are naturally extraordinary." An old man who looked like he was about to be buried explained to Lin Feng.
The great holy weapon that the ancient emperor had refined made many people's breathing become heavier. They looked at Lin Feng as if they were looking at a walking treasure house.
Imperial artifacts, great holy artifacts, great emperor divine images, tens of millions of sources, any of them are items that monks dream of, and all of them are gathered in Lin Feng.
Lin Feng held the transformed winged tiger in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully. It was full of origin and extraordinary in nature. This kind of creature was described as being like a tiger with wings.
"No wonder the White Tiger Clan can become one of the royal families. This innate condition puts them ahead of countless other races." Lin Feng thought to himself.
"Lord Ten Thousand Saints, it's your turn to unravel the stone! It's better to listen to my advice. You will definitely lose, so why bother to unravel the stone?" Lin Feng said.
Wan Shengyi snorted coldly and didn't say anything. He just felt that he was under a lot of pressure now. If he lost to three Holy Lands, he would be in a lot of pain.
However, he still secretly activated the King's Treasure Clothes on his body to prevent accidents. The stone knife in his hand untied the colorful stones piece by piece.
Then suddenly there was a huge pressure. Now the elders and disciples behind Holy Lord Dayan ran away without caring about anything. However, because they were so close, they could not move at all against this pressure.
"This is Shengwei, it's over." Many people recognized it this time. After all, holy weapons are still common, and many people have seen Shengwei.
"Could it be that a living saint was born?" someone speculated.
But not long after, with the Holy Lord Dayan as the center, there was a loud "rumbling" sound, and the divine objects in the source exploded directly.
"Run!"
How dare these monks look at the divine objects in the source now? They wish they had a pair of extra legs, but under the influence of the holy power, they are simply unable to move.
With Wanshengyi as the center, a huge explosion was formed within ten thousand feet. After a long time, the smoke and dust dispersed, and all the people in Zifu, Wanchu, Dayan, and the Holy Land were wiped out.
Xiang Yifei, the son of Dayan Saint, left without even leaving a word. He was really a disaster.
After a long time in the dust, a man got up. His face was ruined, and nothing in his body was intact. Only one leg was barely connected to the rest of his body. He was wearing a piece of rotten divine armor that was almost torn. Completely turned into a bloody man.
"The Holy Master of Zi Mansion is still alive! I heard that he obtained a sacred weapon in the wilderness, but I didn't expect it to be true."
"What on earth is going on? Why did the divine object in the source suddenly self-destruct."
"That is the holy source left behind by the ancient saint after he transformed into a Taoist. Obtaining it can give people the opportunity to enter the realm of the saint. Unexpectedly, it actually exploded!" Someone discovered the cause of the explosion.
"Then why did the Holy Source self-destruct?"
"This is the supreme means in source magic. I heard that the 'Yuantian Extermination Formation' can integrate the killing power into the spiritual objects in the stone, so that the person who breaks the stone will be killed by the spiritual object. The Holy Origin Explosion , that is equivalent to a saint self-destructing, but I don’t know why the range happens to be ten thousand feet.”
"I regret that I didn't listen to Lin Yuqing's words! I gambled away all the lives of my disciples with this gambling stone."
Everyone was in an uproar when they heard that these three holy places had been kicked out for a long time when the golden age was about to begin, and they had nothing to do with them.
"Fortunately, Zifu's Dao Fei didn't come, otherwise Zifu Holy Land would really be over." Some people feel that Zifu Holy Land still has a trace of vitality.
"Dead, all dead, hahaha...ah!"
"It's you, it's you, Lin Yuqing, I want you to die!" How could the Holy Lord of Zi Mansion, who was almost going crazy, care about so much.
He immediately took action against Lin Feng, with murderous intent directed at Lin Feng.
"Presumptuous!" The God King roared, and the resentment caused by murderous intent was dispersed by the roar.
"Before the gambling, you both said that life and death depend on fate, and each of you has his own destiny. Why, are you taking action now without taking me as a notary in your eyes?" the God King snorted coldly.
The aura of the Dacheng God King was released, and the monks in the entire field became trembling with fear, as if they were facing a natural enemy.
The Holy Master of Zifu was frightened by the aura of the God King and cried: "God King, all the disciples of our three holy places are dead. How innocent they are! And the culprit is Lin Yuqing."
These words are so aggrieved that they make people feel sad and cry.
"Haha! If you didn't hurt anyone, how could you have repaid you like this? If Ouyang Ye chose the stone carefully and didn't arrange a killing array to harm others, how could you have fallen into such a situation? It's not like others have not advised you. Who can you blame if you don't listen?" the God King said with a sneer.
Jiang Taixu also couldn't stand these disciples of the Holy Lord's elders. If he were not arrogant and domineering and had a little more respect, he wouldn't have fallen to this point.
"King of Gods, this devil who can't be persuaded by words is going to die. They have been the second step of Immortal Platform for a long time. They really think that they are also the number one in Beidou. The golden age is coming, and these are just tombs. Just withered bones."
"Master Chengsheng, if the three of you really want to blame me for this grudge, I will admit it. But when I reach my peak cultivation level, I will no longer be able to visit your holy places. By then, I will not be as good as I am now. It's easy to talk." Lin Feng said.
