In the depths of the Langya Holy Land, there is a mountain peak.

The mist is ethereal, the scenery is pleasant, the attic palace is lined up, the spirit deer and cranes are playing, and it is a good scene in the fairy picture.

This mountain peak has no proud peak.

It is the residence of Lu Lige, the successor of the Holy Son of Langya Holy Land.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the entire heaven and earth around the Wuao Peak erupted into bursts of violent fluctuations out of thin air, and the vast aura continued to pour into it, spreading the aura so that the people in the entire holy land felt a heavenly power descending.

"What's going on?!"

Five figures flew in succession, standing in the sky of Wuao Peak.

The leader is an old woman, with a slightly rickety body, a dignified face, a peaceful demeanor, and a peaceful breath, which comes from all over the body, which is very good.

It is Lu Qiongge Lao!

The four people behind her were the elders of the Lingxiao Hall that day.

"It's ......"

One of them looked down at Wuao Peak, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "This is a sign of a flood!"

"It's a song that wants to survive the flood!"

"Haha! It's a good thing!!"

The elders of the pavilion laughed out loud, it was the old man with gloomy eyes, and the corners of his mouth brought a smile of relief:

"Congratulations to Elder Lu Qiongge, after today, Lige will survive the flood one step ahead of Mo Yu, in this way, the cultivation of the successor of the Holy Son is even higher than that of the Holy Son, I don't know how arrogant the war madness can be at that time!

Hearing the congratulatory voices of the crowd, Lu Qiong looked at the Wuao Peak that caused the vibration of heaven and earth, and there was a little softness in the depths of his eyes, but he sighed in his mouth: "After all, the Holy Son is the Holy Lord's own seal, and there is more Xuanli Immortal behind him. ”

"Eh, that's a mistake!"

Another humanitarian: "Back then, Mo Yu knocked on the immortal gate at the age of twelve, and crossed the fire at the age of sixteen, this kind of talent really made me embarrassed, and I was convinced, that is, I was named the Holy Son, and we couldn't say any complaints." ”

"However, since the hidden danger of Mo Yu was exposed seven years ago, until today, the cultivation is still stagnant, and even the Holy Sons of the major Holy Lands and even the successors of the Holy Sons have gradually caught up, dare to ask you, if we continue like this, wouldn't we, a former genius, want to become the laughing stock of the Middle Heaven Domain?"

"That's right, it is said that half a month ago, Mo Yu went to the Thunder Clan alone, to find a way to cure the hidden dangers in his body, but in the end he was disappointed, in this way, the hidden dangers in his body have not been eliminated, and there is still a Xuanli Immortal standing behind Mo Yu, that's it, these seven years still can't eliminate the hidden dangers, it seems that the hidden dangers in the body of our holy son are really difficult to eliminate, if it continues like this, it is indeed inappropriate. ”

"Yes, Lu Ge Lao, the flood disaster in front of him is the best example, it seems that the position of the Holy Son really needs to be discussed again. ”

The elders of the pavilion spoke one after another, they naturally didn't know, it was not that the war maniac and others were unwilling to help Mo Yu eliminate the hidden danger, all because the latter was deeply thoughtful, and he did not disclose the matter at all.

Lu Qiong's face remained unchanged, but his tone was even more gloomy: "The position of the Holy Son has already been decided, even if there are various reasons, we can't mess up the rules of the Holy Land, otherwise the position of the Holy Son will not be like child's play, not to mention, the Xuanli Immortal will definitely not allow it." ”

"But the facts are in front of you, the Holy Son has not advanced in seven years of cultivation, is this false? Li Ge's strength is broken again at this moment, and it surpasses all the Holy Sons and even the successors of the Holy Son of the Five Holy Lands, isn't everything in front of him a fact?"

"Besides, since Mo Yu was named the Holy Son, he acted maverick and didn't care about the face of the Holy Land at all, otherwise he wouldn't have climbed the Thunder Clan alone and caused trouble, nor would he have killed Elder Li Huai in public, as far as I heard, when Mo Yu went to the North Styx Mountain, he killed a group of innocent Hanmen monks, this kind of heart, if he controls the Holy Land in the future, it is really inappropriate. ”

It was still the old man who spoke.

Lu Qiong's brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes seemed to be thinking.

At this moment, above the sky of Wuao Peak, a huge cyclone of nearly dozens of zhang suddenly appeared, and in the center of the cyclone, countless heaven and earth spiritual qi all poured in, forming a visible spiritual energy pool!

"This ......"

"How could a flood cause such a terrifying shaking of heaven and earth?"

The old man's eyes were shocked, and then he suddenly remembered something, and shouted in shock: "Could it be that the heaven and earth are filled with spirits!!"

The elders of the pavilion were taken aback, and after hesitating for a moment, their faces suddenly showed ecstasy.

Fire burns the body, floods fill the soul, and the wind disaster crushes the soul!

The fire gathers in the sky and the fire to forge the body, and the wind disaster turns into a sharp weapon to cast the soul.

And the flood is to force the aura of heaven and earth!

Once successful, the spiritual power in the body of the person who survived the disaster can be sublimated, and the strength will increase by leaps and bounds.

And the extreme of the flood is to attract the heaven and earth to fill the spirit, non-atmospheric transporters, non-talented people close to demons, can not be encountered, the difficulty of which increases exponentially, but the benefits are also self-evident.

But even so, Lu Lige, as the successor of the Holy Son of Langya Holy Land, has a talent background, and no one will think that he can't survive the flood.

The vibrations between heaven and earth became more and more intense, and streams of rich spiritual energy rose from the whirlpool of the sky, pouring into the aura waterhole continuously, only to see the waterhole expanding bigger and bigger, almost wrapping the entire sky of Wuao Peak.

This kind of change naturally attracted the attention of many powerful people in the Holy Land, and one after another shocked eyes were projected, looking at the huge spiritual energy pool in the sky, which was like a substance, and the terrifying aura faintly diffused from it actually made people feel frightened.

Immediately afterwards, the aura pool suddenly swelled, and countless brilliant lights emitted, gradually forming the shape of a funnel, and the opening was facing the Wuao Peak below.

The endless aura swept wildly, and a majestic aura, as if turning into immortal beasts, jumped and moved from above the funnel, this aura was so strong that all the pavilion elders were slightly moved.

"This momentum ......"

"It's not like a flood. ”

The aura gradually diffused, spreading rapidly, and in just a moment, it was rushing farther away, under the majestic heavenly might, accompanied by the movement on the Wuao Peak, a sense of fear suddenly enveloped the entire Langya Holy Land.

For a while, whether it was the Law Enforcement Elder or the Transmission Elder, or even the core disciples of the Holy Land and the inner and outer disciples, their faces changed drastically, and countless eyes were cast on the range where Wu Ao Feng was located.

"This, this breath ......"

"It's in the direction of Wuao Peak! It's rare to be Senior Brother Lu!"

"It's... The catastrophe of the flood! It's Senior Brother Lu who is crossing the flood!!"

"What?! How is this possible, even Senior Brother Holy Son is still in the realm of crossing the fire, could it be that Senior Brother Lu's strength has surpassed Senior Brother Holy Son!"

"But this, where is this like the breath of crossing the flood, that is, Elder Zhou Tong did not have such a battle when he crossed the storm disaster a few years ago. ”

"Is this the power of the heir of the Son of My Holy Land......

“......”

One after another, the eyes full of awe and worship fell on the direction of the Proud Peak, and in the face of such heavenly might, they couldn't give birth to the slightest sense of resistance.

Above the sky, in the huge funnel, countless spiritual energy seemed to be gushing like a spring, suddenly swept down, and fell towards a certain place in Wuao Peak, like waves washing on the top of an attic, making a deafening roar.

One after another, the aura poured down from the funnel, like a waterfall, hitting the potholes and pits of Wuao Peak, except for the attic, which stood still.

The fluctuations between heaven and earth became more and more violent, so that a large cloud was enveloped in the middle of it, and suddenly, most of the holy land was covered by dark clouds.

Lu Qiong and the other pavilion elders didn't care about the changes in the sky, their eyes stared at the top of the attic that was washed by the waves of spiritual energy, and they felt that there seemed to be a deliberately suppressed spiritual power, which gradually reached the limit.

"It's going to be successful......"

An elder behind Lu Qiong suddenly said in a deep voice, just as his words fell......

Boom –

With a loud bang, I saw that the attic that was washed by the aura collapsed in an instant, and the huge aura funnel in the sky suddenly stagnated, the breath shrank, and burst open, and countless aura turned into water droplets, falling towards the ground, like a downpour.

The continuous rain curtain continued to wash the entire peak, and the raindrops hit the buildings and the ground everywhere, making a crisp "ticking" sound.

A strong aura also rose from the ruins of the collapsed attic in vain at this time!

Thundered~!!

The heavens and the earth shook, and the entire Wuao Peak shook violently with a large area around it, and then the entire Langya Holy Land also emitted a slight roar.

Then, I saw that the terrifying coercion pressed towards the sky, causing the torrential rain to roll upside down, forming a dazzling pillar of light, dividing the heavens and the earth, and the awe-inspiring momentum went straight to the sky!

The eyes of the entire Langya Holy Land were all staring closely at the sky.

Under the gaze of those countless eyes, a thin figure gradually emerged from the pillar of light, stepping on the void, like a mountain, and the momentum that permeated the body was like an indestructible sword, as if it was about to break through the endless sky above his head!

"Lu Li's Song ......"

At this moment, the entire Langya Holy Land resounded with awe and fanaticism, and in the hearts of these disciples, the status of the Holy Son Mo Yu began to waver slightly.

"Lu Ge Lao, now that the Holy Lord has been in retreat, and he is wandering outside without a trace, in the Holy Land, only the Xuanli Immortal and the Heavenly Operator Ancestor are in charge, and the position of the Heavenly Operator Ancestor, Lu Ge Lao, you can't be clearer, even if Mo Yu is backed by the Xuanli Immortal, but with so many factors, the position of the Holy Son may be able to ......."

Listening to the eager words in his ear again, Lu Qiong's eyes flickered.

Mo Yu has been deserted for seven years, and it is very likely that even the Xuanli Immortals will not be able to eliminate the hidden dangers in his body.

Now, Lu Lige has taken the lead.

Since Mo Yu was proclaimed the Holy Son, he has been a maverick, and he doesn't seem to have the Holy Land in his heart.

And Lige is deeply loved by his disciples and even supported by some elders.

In addition, Mo Yu's cultivation is still stagnant and stagnant.

Today, Lu Lige took the opportunity of the breakthrough to intimidate most of the disciples in the Holy Land, and even shook the majesty of the Holy Son, and his own momentum gradually condensed to the peak.

Maybe......

Thinking of this, a flash of brilliance appeared in the depths of Lu Qiong's eyes, but after a while, he suddenly hesitated: "Although there are various reasons, the position of the Holy Son is not easy to shake, and there is still one less opportunity......

When the elders behind him heard this, their faces became a little ugly, but after thinking about it, they could only let out a sigh with unwillingness.

The position of the Holy Son, how can it be child's play!

At this moment, I saw an anxious figure appear in the distance, jumping towards it quickly, as if something extremely important had happened.

"Zhou Tong, why are you here?"

"Elders, come out... Something happened!"

"In front of the half-burnt incense, Mo Yu killed Yue Ling, the successor of the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect, in front of hundreds of thousands of people, in front of Zhenya City......"