In mid-air, several black figures gradually appeared, accompanied by a few surprised voices.

"Hey, there are still people standing in this new pilgrimage. ”

"I was a little surprised, there were a lot of people standing. ”

"Could it be that there are also high-level Saint Kings among them?"

"How is it possible, it's just a new holy dynasty, and it's great to be lucky enough to give birth to one or two low-level saint kings. ”

In mid-air, the voice of several people talking was not loud, but it was very clear into the ears of everyone in the palace, and these words were full of contempt, which made everyone very angry.

Then, a figure stood up in mid-air, it was a middle-aged man with a short stature and a big belly, he cleared his throat and said, "Which of you is the leader, stand up!"

Ye Hao's expression was calm, and he took two steps forward.

The man looked at Ye Hao's Lingtian Emperor's eighth-order cultivation and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laughed: "Is there any mistake, the Lingtian Emperor's eighth-order emperor, such an empire can also be promoted to a first-rank holy dynasty?"

Ye Hao's face was still calm, and he asked, "I am, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, it's just that you are unhappy, kneel down for Lao Tzu!" The middle-aged man's face was slightly angry, and the momentum of the third order of the Spirit Little Saint King bloomed, and a powerful coercion spread.

Just kidding, he is a holy king, this guy in front of him is only the Lingtian Emperor Realm, talking to him is already very face-saving, he should be kneeling!

In the face of this overwhelming coercion, Ye Hao stood still and sneered: "If you want me to kneel, you are not qualified enough, go back and let the people behind you come out!"

The middle-aged man was furious and said, "You are just a Lingtian Emperor, you dare to talk to this saint like this, and you will die......"

Unfortunately, before he could speak, an attack came at him first.

It was a finger full of the aura of the Holy King, and when that finger came to him, it didn't give him time to react and went straight through his shoulder.

"Ahh

The middle-aged man clutched his injured shoulder and fell out of the air in great pain.

The elegant man withdrew his finger and said lightly: "This is the king of our Tianyuan Empire, Ye Hao!

"Yo, it turned out to be the seventh order of the Spirit Little Saint King, no wonder he is so arrogant!"

"Tsk, I didn't expect this new holy dynasty to have such a level of characters, I want you to mix with me. ”

"Yes, it's a pity to stay here with your strength, you can go to a better place to develop. ”

When the elegant man heard this, he sneered: "Even you garbage, you dare to speak wildly in front of me, if it is the peak of this saint, one can beat you ten!"

Several people in the air were furious, but no one cared about the seriously injured middle-aged man.

Someone in the crowd had sharp eyes, and suddenly recognized the elegant man, it was an old man, the old man walked to the front with a cane, and asked: "Fellow Daoist, I see that you are very familiar, are you not the Confucian Holy King who disappeared a hundred years ago?"

"It's Ben Sheng!" the elegant man couldn't hide the smug look on his face, he didn't expect that someone would remember him a hundred years later.

"That's right, everyone, the treasure of a thousand mountains is in his hands, kill him, that treasure is ours!"

The old man let out a low shout, and suddenly all the people in the air rushed towards the Confucian Holy King.

"Treasure of a Thousand Mountains?" Ye Hao secretly wondered in his heart, he entered the system, glanced at the task board, and found that the main quest was to get the treasure of a thousand mountains, and this task was updated as early as when Xingyue was in the tomb.

It's just that he didn't know what this Thousand Mountains Treasure was, so he didn't care about it, and then he was busy cultivating and slowly forgot about it, and today he felt that the four words of Thousand Mountains Treasure were a little familiar, so he clicked in to watch, and sure enough, it was the Thousand Mountains Treasure released on the task.

Just as Ye Hao was distracted, the injured middle-aged man suddenly mobilized his spiritual power to attack Ye Hao.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Zhou Yu hurriedly reminded as he hurried away.

Ye Hao came back to his senses, looked at the palm full of the Saint King's might, and said with a smile: "It's good to come, just try the enhancement chapter of the fourth chapter of the star and moon transformation that you have comprehended!"

After saying that, Ye Hao's whole person suddenly became a little different, and then the momentum of the whole person skyrocketed, and he soon came to the ninth order of the Lingtian Emperor.

One palm is swinged, and the two palms are facing each other.

The blood-soaked scene that the middle-aged man had expected did not appear, and the unattractive young man in front of him only took a few steps back.

The embarrassed and angry middle-aged man wanted to bully him again, however, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and then a long sword pierced through his heart.

Zhou Yu looked at the dead expression, slowly drew out his long sword, and kicked the third-order man of the Spirit Little Saint King away.

Putting away his sword and kneeling on the ground, Zhou Yu said in a deep voice: "The minister is late to save the driver, please forgive your majesty." ”

"It doesn't matter. Ye Hao helped Zhou Yu up, then looked at the elegant man, and found that he was being besieged, and one of the besieged people was actually a Lingxiao Saint King of the Seventh Order, and now the condition of the elegant man was very bad.

Ye Hao hurriedly said, "Gong Jin, go help him!"

"Obey!" Zhou Yu heard this, lifted the long sword in his hand, and directly joined the battle with a dodge.

Ye Hao quietly dispersed the power of the stars, and stood with Sanniang and the others watching the battle situation, this was a battle between the Holy Kings, not only him, but even the Golden Light Monk could not participate, so he could only give some spiritual support.

Among the six people besieging the Confucian Saint King, it was the old man who recognized his identity and possessed the strength of the Spirit Little Saint King's seventh order, he took a few steps back in a flash and asked, "Confucian Saint King, where is the treasure of the Thousand Mountains?"

The Confucian Saint King agitated with his sleeves and said with a slightly cold face: "I don't know where you heard this news from, this treasure of a thousand mountains is indeed not here with me!"

The old man sneered, obviously not believing it, and sneered: "This is what your brother Yasheng King said in front of everyone, how can it be false!"

Bang!

The two low-level Saint Kings blocked the attack of the Confucian Saint King, and then the three Saint Kings each blasted out a chapter, and the Confucian Saint King was forced to retreat.

When the six of them were about to put the Confucian Saint King to death, a white figure sword waved, directly swinging away the attacks of several people, and then a spirit of the Little Saint King's ninth-order momentum slowly bloomed.

Everyone was shocked, the ninth order! It was only one step away from the tenth order!

Zhou Yu swept over the six people with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and said coldly: "Just now my hands have been stained with the blood of a Saint King, I don't mind contaminating a few more!"

Several people's necks shrunk, and they looked at the Confucian Holy King who was kneeling on one knee unwillingly, and finally had to retreat in a gloomy manner.

Before leaving, the old man said indignantly: "Confucian Holy King, you can hide from the first day of the first month, but you can't hide from the fifteenth, since you have appeared, then you have to hand over this treasure of a thousand mountains, and you have to pay it if you don't pay it, this is up to you!"

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