It didn't take long for the heaven and earth around the Holy Pagoda to change abruptly, and a wave of angry and extremely strong coercion shrouded the scene, completely sealing off the scene, and dark clouds were thick.

"Who dares to hurt the Holy Son of my clan!"

The roar of the superior saint king shook the sky, and the 100,000 people in the Holy Pagoda were all shocked by this sound, and even vomited blood, prostrate on the ground.

The realm of the Holy King is distinguished by "bit", which is similar to the lower heaven, the middle heaven, and the upper heaven, and is divided into the lower saint king, the middle saint king, and the upper saint king.

Lan You, like the two previous Saint Kings of the Sea King Clan, was just a lower Saint King, and Qiu Qing, who had advanced his bloodline and ran rampant, was also just a newcomer to the Lower Saint King.

The gap between the lower and the upper must be huge.

Even the Sea King Clan, who is known as the quasi-god race, the upper holy king can be regarded as the combat power at the bottom of the box.

Characters of this level, if they are not the scourge of extermination, will not appear easily.

But now for Qiu Qing, a high-ranking holy king has been dispatched, which shows the importance that the Sea Royal Family attaches to Qiu Qing.

And it wasn't just this Upper Saint King who came, there were also two Lower Saint Kings and a group of peak Saints who had cultivated the Twelve Divine Lights.

There is not a single mid-ranking Saint King, and the Sea King Clan has not been dispatched.

"Great, it's Lord Yelan!" the two Sea Clan Saint Kings who were guarding Qiu Qing's side were overjoyed.

As long as this adult arrives, everything will be fine.

However, at this time, the Protoss administrator appeared again, swept his sleeves, blocked the coercion of the Sea Clan's superior holy king, and saved the ordinary people from danger.

"Yelan, you're too much!" the Protoss administrator's tone was indifferent, as if he had known the other party for a long time.

At this moment, a heroic man wearing beast armor and two short black horns on his head appeared, coldly facing the Protoss administrator.

"Is this okay, when the Holy Son of my clan was bullied, why didn't you say too much?" The aura of the upper Saint King Yelan was completely different from that of ordinary Saint Kings, and in the face of the Protoss administrators, he also had extremely high arrogance, and faintly wanted to be above the managers.

But the manager of the Protoss always looked indifferent, unmoved, and said coldly: "I see everything in my eyes, which is right and wrong, I know it in my heart, and I believe you also know it!"

"Hmph, I don't care what the big reason is, it's not okay to hurt the Holy Son of my clan!" Ye Lan was strong and domineering, and suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed towards the Protoss administrator.

This seemingly unremarkable attack can imprison heaven and earth, strangling any avenue, leaving the enemy with nothing to do.

It's just that the managers of the Protoss are unfathomable, and they let Yelan's big hand fall, and they are completely different.

Peng!

As soon as Yelan's palm touched the Protoss manager, he encountered an invisible aura and was bounced away.

"You ......" Yelan subconsciously took three steps back and exclaimed, "You actually reached that level?"

"Do nothing, don't fight!Yelan, after so many years, you still can't get out of your own way, which makes people feel pity!" "The Protoss manager sighed, "Actually, your talent is stronger than anyone else, so you can't let it go!"

"To let go means to be obedient, and my way has always been against the sky. No matter what the predicament is for a while, one day, I will break this cage with my own hands!" Ye Lan did not agree with the truth of the Protoss administrators, and insisted on going his own way.

"Alas, let it be, but as a manager, I have a duty on my body, and I can't let you do anything!" said the Protoss administrator.

When Yelan heard this, he didn't say anything more, stepped into the void, and walked in front of Qiu Qing, who was nailed to the top of the Holy Tower.

"Old ...... Ancestor, save me!"

Qiu Qing still had a trace of consciousness, but it was already very weak.

The longer he was nailed there, the more intense his pain became, as if a flame and black thunder were consuming his soul.

"Waste, I don't have any ambition at all, the face of the Sea King Clan has been lost by you!" Ye Lan scolded, "Do you think that the bloodline is invincible in the world, when Lao Tzu advanced the bloodline, he was not so arrogant as you!"

Next to him, the two holy kings said embarrassedly: "My lord, let's save the young master first, the young master can't hold it anymore!"

"Okay, you're coming?" Yelan moved out of the way.

"Ahem...... We've tried, but we can't!"

"Then don't beep!"

"Yes, yes!"

......

The fifth floor of the canonical tower.

Compared to the first layer, the fifth layer has significantly fewer people, but the degree of chaos is no less than that of the first layer.

The first floor is just noisy and incompatible.

And on this fifth layer, there are more than a hundred people in total, and at least sixty or seventy people are fighting each other.

It's not a sparring or an ordinary fight, it's a real fight, with fierce moves and deaths at every turn.

Here, there is not a trace of holiness, it is all blood and killing, like a purgatory on earth, which makes people shudder.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen also showed a thoughtful expression.

The canonization of the Holy Tower seems to be different from what he imagined.

Xiao Chen arrived spotlessly, incompatible with this fifth-layer atmosphere, and immediately attracted several glances.

Suddenly, three young men covered in blood rushed towards Xiao Chen, and their crazy appearance was no better than that of the rampaging Qiu Qing.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen's footsteps moved slightly, and an invisible aura emanated.

Peng!

The three of them were directly catapulted out dozens of feet and crashed into the surrounding walls.

The Saint Tower looks like a normal tower from the outside, but it has a much larger space inside.

"Are they all breeding demons?"

Xiao Chen looked at the appearance of those who were fighting, they were basically in a state of madness, their eyes were swollen, their muscles were bulging, and they were completely unreasonable.

There is no doubt that it was the demons of their hearts that took over their sanity.

There are still some people left on the fifth layer who can maintain their sanity, and they all spread out their enchantments, hiding in the corners and meditating, as if they have nothing to do with themselves.

"Go away, you lunatics!"

Ahead, a delicate girl is chased and killed by a group of demons, and she is so frightened that she flees in all directions.

However, she soon found Xiao Chen, and immediately seemed to see a rescuer, and ran towards this side happily.

"Xiao Chen, ...... quickly Help me!" the girl ran to Xiao Chen's side, pulling Xiao Chen's arm, panting.

"Little Jinwu, why are you here?" Xiao Chen looked at Ling Hujing unexpectedly, but seemed to remember something, and said, "Ling Huyu seems to have come in, you are with him, right?"

"Don't mention that guy to me, you know it's dangerous here, and you left me here alone, you're mad at me!" made Hu Jing indignant.

When Xiao Chen heard this, he said lightly: "Who told you not to cultivate well, it will only hold people back? If he keeps taking care of you, he won't be able to go to the ninth layer, and he will be compared to the rest of the gods, where will he put his face as a golden crow god?"

"Hmph, am I not as important as a face?" Ling Hujing was not convinced.

"What gives you the illusion that you are more important than your face?" Xiao Chen said.

"Hey, don't you bring such a hurtful person?" Ling Hujing glared at the apricot eyes.

At this time, the crazy group of people had already surrounded and killed them.

"The enemy is coming, let's get down to business first!" Xiao Chen grabbed Ling Hujing and retreated her.