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Time is like flowing water, and the day of the battle with the Heavenly Witch Sacred Palace has finally come.

Lingwu Holy Palace, Lingwu Temple.

The Holy Lord of Lingwu and the Holy Mother of the Red Lotus of the Senate Lord sat on a high seat, not only that, but on the left and right sides of the two of them, there were two seats each, on which sat two terrifying powerhouses, and they were so powerful that they were not under the Holy Lord of Lingwu and the Holy Mother of Red Lotus at all.

Great Elder, these four people are all Great Elders of the Lingwu Holy Palace, the previous generations of Lingwu Holy Masters.

The next battle is a matter of belonging to the big world, and it cannot be tolerated by the top management of the Lingwu Sacred Palace.

And below the six of them was a high-ranking patriarch of the half-step saint realm.

There are so many of them, there are fifty-four on the left and right sides, far before Yang Fan fought with the first young master Hao Qian more than half a month ago.

In addition, between the Spirit Martial Saint Lord and the senior elders, there were five seats.

One of them, dressed in a cyan robe, was full of sword energy, like a peerless sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge, who could it be if it wasn't the first young master, Hao Qian.

The other four were also young men in their thirties, all of them with arrogant expressions, as if they were born superior.

And one by one, the momentum is not weak, compared to the first young master Haoqianlai, that is, it is slightly inferior.

These four people were none other than the other four young masters of the Lingwu Sacred Palace.

It's just that at this moment, in the huge Lingwu Temple, there is an indescribable depressing atmosphere.

"Lan Sheng, haven't you had Yang Fan's whereabouts yet?" The Red Lotus Holy Mother Zhu ~ opened her lips and said with some concern, the Witch Saint Son was about to arrive that day, but Yang Fan was still missing, this matter was done, did you really want Hao Qian and them to fight?

Hey, this Heavenly Hell Artifact Spirit is also really, this is a major event related to the belonging of a large world.

How can you be so capricious!!

"Hey, the teleportation points around the Holy Palace have been searched, but there is still no whereabouts of Yang Fan. The Spirit Martial Saint Lord said a little helplessly, "I don't know where the Heavenly Hell teleported it." ”

It's not that he didn't ask about the Heavenly Hell Instrument Spirit, but the Heavenly Hell Machine Spirit didn't bother with him except for saying that he had teleported Yang Fan out of the Heavenly Hell.

There is a backstage, which is so capricious.

Heavenly Hell is not only a rare high-level holy weapon in the Lingwu Sacred Palace, its owner, the punishment saint, is also one of the only three high-level saints in the Holy Palace, and it is the real pillar of the Lingwu Sacred Palace.

The Heavenly Hell Instrument Spirit didn't want to deal with the Spirit Martial Saint Lord, and the Spirit Martial Saint Lord had no other way than to send more manpower to search for Yang Fan's whereabouts.

"Patriarch Qingyuan can delay the Heavenly Witch Saint Son for half an hour at most, what should I do, do you really want Hao Qian to fight?" Patriarch Qingyuan is not only responsible for leading the way for the Heavenly Witch Saint Son, but also shoulders the important mission of delaying time.

It's just that the distance between the Lingwu Temple and the central mountain range is just that, no matter how much it is delayed, it can't be delayed for long.

"Hey, you can only take one step, look at one step, if Yang Fan doesn't appear by then, you can only let Hao Qian fight. "The unspeakable distress of the Lingwu Holy Lord, nine out of ten things, but it turned out to be such a field, which is also depressing enough.

Yang Fan, Yang Fan, you are really, suppressing dozens of half-step saints is enough, why are you so greedy.

And the machine spirit, even if you want to lose your temper and play tricks, you can also score occasions and time, but now it's good, and the cooked duck just flies.

It's also my fault, why did you agree to Yang Fan's request, if you could refuse at that time and let him honestly retreat in the Young Master Peak, where would there be such trouble.

"So far, that's all it can be. ”

It was a matter of belonging to a big world, even if they knew that the first young master, Hao Qian, was not the opponent of the Witch Saint Son that day, they had to fight.

A large world, even if it is only the most basic level of the great world, the resources within it are enough to support the cultivation needs of several saint supremes.

Completely occupying the Heavenly Spirit World, it is impossible to say that they will be able to add a few Saint Supremes to their Spirit Martial Saint Palace again.

For a world master like the Lingwu Sacred Palace, it is the Saint Supreme who can really increase the foundation of the Saint Palace, and other powerhouses, even if they are the strongest half-step Saints, have a limited role in the real war.

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Time passed minute by minute, and soon half an hour passed.

In the huge Lingwu Temple, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Whether it was the Spirit Martial Saint Lord or other high-ranking elders, their hearts all sank to the bottom.

Could it be that after working hard for so long, the Heavenly Spirit Great World still can't be owned by my Lingwu Saint Palace?

That's when ..........

"Kick!", "Kick!", "Kick!", .........

Heavy footsteps came from outside the main hall.

"Is the time finally up?" The Spirit Martial Holy Lord and the Red Lotus Holy Mother looked at each other and smiled bitterly, it was time to come, and it finally came.

The eyes of the two of them flashed with deep unwillingness, this battle, it should be them who won, with the monster Yang Fan, even if the combat power of the Witch Saint Son that day has surpassed the ordinary mid-stage half-step saint, it will never be able to turn over any storms.

Providence is like a knife, it is really providential like a knife!!

Between breaths.

Under the leadership of the Qingyuan elders, the Heavenly Witch Holy Son slowly stepped into the Lingwu Temple surrounded by a group of Heavenly Witch Sacred Palace powerhouses.

Of course, it is impossible for all the powerhouses of the Heavenly Witch Sacred Palace to arrive at the Lingwu Temple, and most of the powerhouses of the Heavenly Witch Sacred Palace have been arranged elsewhere by the Qingyuan elders, and at this moment, by the side of the Heavenly Witch Holy Son, there are only sixteen Heavenly Witch Saint Palace powerhouses.

However, all of them are the top powerhouses of the Heavenly Witch Sacred Palace, and the most recent ones are the peak ancestral witches, that is, the peak half-step saints, and there are even four invincible ancestral witches comparable to the great elders.

I have to say that the Heavenly Witch Holy Palace really attaches great importance to the Heavenly Witch Holy Son.

This pomp and circumstance is the presence of the Contemporary Heavenly Witch Holy Lord, and that's it.

"Wu Tianxing has seen the Spirit Martial Saint Lord. ”

The Heavenly Witch Saint Son bent down slightly and saluted the Spirit Martial Saint Lord.

"You may be seated. ”

The Heavenly Witch Holy Son sat down, and the remaining sixteen Heavenly Witch Holy Palace's top powerhouses, except for the four invincible ancestral witches who sat behind the Heavenly Witch Holy Son, the remaining twelve peak ancestral witches stood quietly behind them, like guards.

"Lingwu Holy Lord, I don't know which Lingwu Holy Palace master will fight Tianxing next?"

Although these young masters of the Lingwu Sacred Palace are all outstanding people in the world, even if they are placed in their Heavenly Witch Sacred Palace, they can be called the leaders of the young generation, but for him, they are weaker.

He was confident and could defeat them easily, without even having to make a match.

It seems that after today, there will be another big world under the rule of my Heavenly Witch Sacred Palace.

"This .........."

A hint of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the Lingwu Holy Lord, it is better to meet than to meet, the strength of the Witch Saint Son this day is even above their imagination, the real combat power is among the many mid-stage half-step saints, they can be called the top, with the cultivation strength of the five of them, if they really fight with one of them, it is completely a food delivery, and there is no chance of winning at all.

And it's not about going to the same thing.

With the relationship between the Heavenly Witch Saint Palace and their Lingwu Sacred Palace, once a war starts, it is very likely that the Heavenly Witch Saint Son will directly kill the killer.

Whether it is Hao Qian, or the other four young masters, he will at least be a peak half-step saint in the future, and it is a pity that he died at the hands of this Heavenly Witch Saint Son.

Yang Fan, Yang Fan, where are you?

"Lingwu Holy Lord, you haven't decided on the candidate yet, otherwise, just let these five young masters shoot together. The Heavenly Witch Holy Son chuckled, and in his eyes, Chi Guoguo was full of contempt, a group of ants who didn't even have the combat power of the Ancestral Witch, no matter how much it was, he didn't pay attention to it.

"Damn! this kid is so rampant. ”

"If His Royal Highness Yang Fan is here, how can he be so rampant. ”

"His grandmother's is really the king of the tiger and monkey in the mountains. ”

...........

The elders glared angrily, deceiving people too much, this junior really deceived people too much.

"Damn junior. ”

A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the Spirit Martial Saint Lord, this junior was completely stirring up trouble.

The next moment..........

With a turn of his eyes, he looked at Hao Qian, who was looking down, "Hao Qian, you go down to fight with this Heavenly Witch Saint Son." ”

Although the Witch Saint Son let the five young masters take action together on this day, the Spirit Martial Saint Lord couldn't really do this, otherwise, this face would be lost.

At the end, the Spirit Martial Saint Lord also added, "If you can't do it, admit defeat, so as not to lose your life in vain." Of course, this was secretly transmitted to Hao Qian, knowing that he would definitely lose, so he still didn't want to take the life of the first young master Hao Qian.

"Yes, Holy Lord. ”

Hao Qian's heart was uneasy, without the slightest confidence, from this Heavenly Witch Saint Son, he had a feeling of facing Yang Fan, but at this moment, he had to bite the bullet.

If you don't fight for steamed buns and mouth, you can't lose face in the Lingwu Holy Palace.

Even if you want to lose, you have to lose with backbone.

But that's when it happened..........

A loud voice came from outside the main hall, "Holy Lord, use a knife to kill chickens, this battle is better handed over to the disciples!!