Tianfeng Island Area.

One black and one white, two rays of light and shadow surrounded by holy power flew rapidly over the sea of ​​fog, and soon arrived at the royal palace.

The Saint Lord of the Rising Heaven and the Old Ghost floated above the clouds of the King's Palace, and two invisible terrifying auras leaked down.

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In an instant, countless creatures, including the royal palace, were suppressed and suffocated, and fell into a stagnation.

"Well, is King Nanfeng not here?" The Lord of the Litian Saint Swept away his spiritual consciousness and showed surprise.

"The two Holy Lords descended to the Prince's Mansion and were under the captain of the Guards. What can I help?"

In the royal guards, a golden robe general of the peak king level flew up slowly and hard in the face of the invisible pressure of the two holy lords.

The man was extremely nervous.

The two holy lords came to the royal palace, and since he entered the royal palace guards, he had not encountered such a thing.

So far, only a while ago, a devil's Holy Lord has come.

I don’t know what happened recently, but there are constantly strong people from the Emperor or above who come and go to the royal palaces.

"Where has King Nanfeng gone?" The Holy Lord Rising Heaven's body surrounded by holy light, like a god, looking proudly at the world and saying calmly.

The general of the golden robe felt an invisible pressure coming like a huge mountain, making him breathless and unconscious, "King Nanfeng had already gone to the inland of the dynasty a few days ago."

The two saints looked at each other, first surprised, then a gloomy smile appeared.

King Nanfeng is not here.

In this way, the two of them were not under any pressure.

Afterwards, Zhao Feng was dead, and King Nanfeng would not do anything to them.

At the same time, a trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the Saint Lord of the Rising Heaven. If King Nanfeng had left a while ago, he would not have gone to find the old ghost.

Now, everything has become easy, but half of the treasures on Zhao Feng have to be divided.

The two saints left quickly, and the golden robe general below took a big breath in an instant, and was still calm, so he returned to the palace.

During the flight, the old ghost suddenly thought of something and asked, "I remember that Haiyan Pavilion is an affiliated force of Jiuyou Palace. Zhao Feng swallowed Haiyan Pavilion, but Jiuyou Palace did not respond.

Jiuyou Palace was once a four-star sect. Although it has declined now, it is also the top three-star sect and the leading force in the Demonic Way.

Even if he borrowed some courage, the old ghost would not dare to make the idea of ​​Jiuyou Palace.

The Lord of the Rifting Heaven has only recently come out of seclusion and has limited information, but he still pretends to be like, don't worry, "Jiuyou Palace is far deep in the inland, and it is beyond the reach of the border and sea area. Besides, I heard that Jiuyou Palace's eyes are all focused on Nangong Sheng, who possesses the power of the evil god."

When it comes to Nangong Sheng, the old ghost can't help but be surprised.

"It's really incredible that Nangong Sheng can actually inherit the power of the divine position." The old ghost sighed in his heart.

He has been breaking through the Xuanguang Realm for ten thousand years, but he is still at the beginning of the Xuanguang Realm.

But an ordinary younger generation of a king can get the power of the divine position, and it's an opportunity

If he could get a trace of divine power, he would probably be able to immediately break through the middle stage of Xuanguang Realm.

"Hmph, what if you get the power of God? Every man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure." The Holy Lord Litian snorted coldly, and he felt a little angry.

However, when he thought of Zhao Feng's interests, he became excited.

There are many rare materials, legendary ore in the ancient mysterious mansion, and two secondary artifacts.

The Lord of the Rising Heaven's eyes turned and then said, "Old ghost, you will deal with Old Monster Xu later. I will control Zhao Feng and cannot give him the chance to use the Miankong Realm."

"Okay" the old ghost agreed on the surface, but he knew the thoughts of the Saint Lord of the Rifting Heaven.

The Misty World is an auxiliary prop, and the requirements for the user are not high. As long as you get it, you can use it.

If Zhao Feng was directly used to escape by using the Mikong Realm, they would have no way to chase him.

The second artifact, the magic arrow, is different. It is just a king who cannot activate it at all. Even if the mysterious light is first formed, he can only use half of the power of the second artifact.

A few months later, the Mizuki Island.

Today, Haiyan Pavilion is even bigger than before, and the number of members coming and going is endless.

Every day, Biqingyue spends a lot of time in the Intelligence Hall to read the latest news of the day.

The earlier the intelligence is known, the greater the value, which is the slogan of almost all intelligence agencies.

Suddenly, an infinite and vast force enveloped the entire water bay holy land.

That power seemed to change the world and make all things surrender.

All members of Haiyan Pavilion felt strong squeeze and suffocation under this force.

His cultivation level was lower than that of the king, and he even squirted out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Old Monster Xu looked horrified and rushed out immediately, looking at the distant sky, one black and one white, two balls of empty light, with a shocking expression.

Two Holy Lords

One of them was the Saint Lord of the Rising Heaven in the Earth Spirit Hall, and the other Saint Lord was very strange, with a stronger aura than the Saint Lord of the Rising Heaven.

The corner of Old Monster Xu's mouth showed a hint of bitterness. Unexpectedly, this would be the case when he broke through the Holy Lord.

Bi Qingyue took a deep breath and quickly came out with the other two emperors in Haiyan Pavilion.

Also seeing that the sky was like the phantom of the sun and the moon, my heart suddenly sank.

The Lord of the Rising Heaven Swordsman swept his spiritual consciousness and found Zhao Feng's location, his eyes were slightly stunned.

Isn’t Zhao Feng going into seclusion? Why? Sleep

The old ghost also noticed that Zhao Feng was still sleeping.

"Hmph, I felt a powerful force in his left eye, gradually awakening." The old ghost snorted coldly and sent a voice.

The Lord of the Rising Heaven smiled evilly, "Then he will never wake up."

The old monster Xu slowly floated up to resist the pressure of the Holy Lord for the Haiyan Pavilion staff. "Saint Lord Litian, do you respect as the Holy Lord, and you actually attack a junior?"

"Hmph, those who accomplish great things will not care about the details." The Saint Lord Li Tian did not tell these principles to Mr. Xu, and the sacred power of the mysterious light in his body would be activated.

The old ghost beside him looks down at all living beings.

It's really boring that he doesn't need to do anything.

But suddenly, the old ghost's expression changed and he immediately turned around.

Soon

A stunning green light, like a meteor, came straight to this place, and the overwhelming grand atmosphere collided with them.

The old ghost and the Saint Lord of the Rifting Heaven clearly felt the hostility of the other party, and their faces changed slightly.

At the same time, all the staff of Haiyan Pavilion were extremely shocked.

The breaths of the three holy lords intertwined, and the invisible storm of power made them feel that the heaven and earth seemed to collapse.

For a moment, three holy lords descended to the Sea Smoke Pavilion.

All members were in despair, and the three holy lords, even ordinary three-star sects, had no power to resist.

In the green light, a majestic man with white hair as snow, eyes as stars, and a perfect appearance came out.

He glanced at the place where Zhao Feng was sleeping with his eyes deep.

Mr. Xu and Bi Qingyue looked at each other, and they realized that the Holy Lord seemed to be no enemy.

Perhaps, they still have hope

"I am the Lord of the Rising Heaven in the Earth Spirit Temple? Who are you?" Lord of the Rising Heaven and the Old Ghost stood side by side and asked.

The holy lord in front of him was extraordinary in majesty and momentum.

But even if this saint lord came to help Haiyan Pavilion, he was not afraid. After all, the other party seemed to be a wood-type lord and should not be good at fighting.

"The Duanmu family of the eight great families, Duanmu green," the white-haired man said calmly, facing the pressure of the two emperors, he was not afraid at all.

Eight major families?

The Saint Lord Lie Tian and the old ghost were stunned, like a deflated ball, and their momentum suddenly became weak.

The eight major families, the ancient inheritance family of the Dagan Dynasty, have a huge influence and are closely related to the dynasty.

Even Duanmu family, which ranks the last among them, is not comparable to some Samsung supercomputers.

What's more, it is the ground spirit temple of ordinary three-star sects in the border areas.

Old Monster Xu and Bi Qingyue were even more shocked. Unexpectedly, this holy lord was from the eight major families.

Does the master have anything to do with the eight major families?

"I don't know what the so-called Holy Lord Duanmu is here?" Saint Lord Lie Tian smiled.

The other party is the sacred lord of the Duanmu family. If he also likes Zhao Feng's interests, he still needs to discuss it.

The old ghost's face sank and he could do nothing.

"I'm just here to find my disciple." Duanmu Qing looked at the two of them, and his white hair was automatically undressed.
To be continued...