The Holy Land of the Tempest, the Valley of the Tempest.

The Emperor's defense was opened, and the invisible shield protected the entire Tempest Valley, and wisps of imperial power rose and fell above the Tempest Valley, turning the entire Tempest Valley into a copper wall.

With the defense of the emperor, the people of the Wind Holy Land did not need to worry about the other party being able to break through at all, but at this time, all the disciples of the Wind Holy Land had very solemn faces.

After all, outside of the defense of the emperor, there is also a person watching outside.

If there is one person, it is nothing, the point is that there is a black hole behind that person.

At the other end of the black hole, two figures stood in the air, standing at the entrance of the hole, and as long as they took a slight step, they would immediately appear at this end of the black hole.

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is the power emanating from the two of them, although the wisps of coercion are hundreds of millions of miles away from time and space, they still come through the space tunnel, which makes the Great Elder, the existence of the peak of the ancient saint, have an urge to weaken his legs.

The Great Elder had a feeling that he hadn't been so depressed when facing the Wind Holy Lord, and there was only one explanation when he thought about it.

That is, the strength of the other party is even stronger than that of the Holy Lord of the Wind.

"Could it be a half-step god king, or a quasi-god king?" the Great Elder couldn't help but be startled when he thought of this.

The Great Elder paid special attention, not only paying attention to Lu Chen and the Peony Fairy on the other side of the black hole, but also seeing the strong men with powerful breaths in the distance behind the two of them, and their faces became even paler.

He directly took the group of strong men watching the battle behind Lu Chen as Lu Chen's people.

"The army is pressing, the army is pressing, my Wind Holy Land is in danger. The Great Elder muttered to himself, his expression solemn.

"Quick, go and see, why haven't you contacted the Holy Lord and the Ancestors yet?"

The sense of crisis made the Great Elder a little flustered, but he quickly calmed down and immediately urged.

He understood that such a formidable opponent could not resist them at all, so he could only hide in the emperor and wait for rescue.

"Great Elder Qiqi, I still haven't been contacted, and there is no reaction at all. Soon the disciple ran back and said in a hurried voice.

"What?" the Great Elder lost his voice, "Why can't you be contacted yet?"

"What the hell went wrong?"

"Great Elder, could it be that person set up a large array to isolate the disappearance transmission?" someone said suspiciously.

The Great Elder was furious and slapped the other party on the head, "You know a fart, that is the Great Transmission Array carved by the Ancestor Emperor himself, who can set up a formation to isolate the means of the Great Emperor?"

"So what do we do now?"

All eyes were on the Great Elder.

In this situation, the Holy Lord of the Wind and the Ancestor are not there, and as the Great Elder of the Holy Land, he has naturally become the backbone of everyone.

However, the Great Elder's mood was very bad, and it could even be said that he was desperate, and he felt a little powerless in the face of such a strong lineup of opponents.

It's also a little sad to think about it, the Great Elder of the Holy Land, the peak realm of the Ancient Saints, is a sideways existence in the Ziwei Emperor Star, and everywhere he goes, the stars hold the moon.

It's good now, everyone is looking at him, and he is on pins and needles.

"Go again, and see if they have contacted the Holy Lord. The Great Elder took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Don't bother. Asa stood in the air, condescending, looking down at the Tempest Valley, and took out a cyan token in his hand, "Are you looking for this?"

"Wind Order. Seeing the token in Asa's hand, the Great Elder's pupils instantly contracted into a point, and then quickly enlarged, "How can you hold the Wind Order?"

You must know that the Wind Order is interconnected with the Great Sound Transmission Array, and only the Holy Masters of the past dynasties can hold it.

Now that the Wind Order is in the hands of an outsider, what does he think?

"Could it be that something happened to them, Holy Lord?"

It's impossible, the Holy Lord leads the Wind Legion, and they are all the elites of the elite, not to mention that the Holy Lord himself is a powerhouse in the True Monarch Realm, and there is also the Wind Ancestor trailing, how can something happen?

But how could the Wind Order belonging to the Holy Lord appear in the hands of the other party?

It doesn't make sense at all, even if he wants to break his head, he can't figure it out.

"Of course it was given to me by your Holy Lord. Asa said with a smile on his face.

"Fart. The Great Elder jumped to his feet directly, "The Wind Order is my Holy Relic of the Wind, how could the Holy Lord give it away?"

A bad premonition suddenly came to mind.

"Lord, something has happened to them. ”

Thinking of this, the Great Elder's face turned pale in an instant.

"What happened to you, Holy Lord?"

"No, it's just sending them where they need to go. Asa said in a flat tone.

The Great Elder's eyes suddenly widened, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and the whole person shook for a while, almost not standing firmly.

Fortunately, the disciple behind him supported him in time.

"Great Elder, are you alright? ”

"Great Elder. ”

The disciples of the Wind Holy Land were all panicked, and the current Great Elder of the Great Enemy vomited blood, which was a bad omen.

"Holy Lord, if something happens to them, leave me alone and face the enemy in peace. ”

"What?" all the disciples were taken aback.

"Something happened to the Holy Lord?"

"How is this possible?"

"Ancestor, what about them?"

"If something happens to the Holy Lord, I'm afraid something will happen to the Ancestors, so we have to prepare for the worst. The Great Elder said in a trance.

If something happened to the Holy Lord, the Wind Ancestors who followed them would not fail to make a move, but the Wind Order fell into the hands of the other party, and the result was self-evident.

All the disciples were shocked when they heard this, and their souls were almost frightened.

The Holy Lord and the Ancestor had an accident at the same time, which was simply going to kill the old man, and the Holy Land of the Wind was in danger.

"I'm going to kill you. ”

After a long time, the Great Elder came back to his senses, and his eyes sharpened, looking at Asa like a hungry wolf.

"Wow, I'm getting tired of waiting. Asa moved his hands and feet and said in a cold voice.

The other party opened the Diji defense, so that he couldn't make a move at all, because he knew that the Diji defense he couldn't break through.

He had been waiting, waiting for an opportunity.

Now's your chance.

"Boom. ”

The Great Elder came back to his senses, immediately entered the state, and directly controlled the Emperor's Great Array to suppress Asa.

Emperor Wei soared into the sky, swept through the Liuhe Eight Desolations, shook the past and the present, and the Emperor's Great Array was tightly mobilized with a trace of strength, which was enough for people to drink a pot.

The surging emperor turned into a boundless wind and struck at Asa, and everywhere he passed, the space was torn apart by the wind, and the void was torn into countless pieces by the wind.

"Huh. Asa was shaken, and the holy light rose to the sky, as if a bright light lit up in the dark night sky, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

The power of light.

As soon as the Holy See's divine light power came out, holy and incomparable, purifying all things, in the face of the violent wind, Asa moved his hand tightly, the power of light shone, and the wind attack turned invisible.

"What?"

The Great Elder was startled, and was shocked.