Chapter 736: Millions of Years of Secrecy

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The sound of cold cheers appeared in Feng Wuji's ears. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Feng Wuji was stunned, feeling that this voice was somewhat familiar, and in the next moment he knew whose voice it was, and the body that was about to explode even stopped.

He suddenly turned his head, looked at Qinglin, and shouted: "I don't need you to save me, this person's strength is monstrous, you are not an opponent, go quickly!!"

"Shut up!"

Qinglin snorted, and with a wave of his palm, the big hand that appeared next to Feng Wuji immediately rotated, grabbed Feng Wuji, and wanted to drag him out of the hands of this holy monk.

"Presumptuous!"

The holy monk snorted coldly: "You can't find death too!"

Qinglin's face was indifferent and he didn't speak, but his movements didn't pause at all, he still went his own way, and ran out with Feng Wuji.

Feng Wuji looked at Qinglin deeply, and his eyes were full of endless gratitude in addition to the hope of survival.

"Since you are looking for death, the poor monk will fulfill you!"

Seeing that Qinglin was so stubborn, the holy monk also felt a little anger rise in his heart, and in the cold drink, his huge palm was enlarged in an instant!

Dozens of zhang, hundreds of zhang, thousands of zhang...... Tens of thousands of feet!!

In the blink of an eye, this palm has become tens of thousands of zhang in size!

This is the case in Feng Wuji's eyes, and in Qinglin's eyes, it is still the same!

"It's just an illusion, it's useless to Bendi!"

Qing Lin slapped his eyebrows, his eyes flickered, and an indescribable power suddenly surged.

Or rather, it's a breath, monstrous, amazing, terrifying!

The laws of the world!!

"Bendi has the laws of the world, but he can be a world of his own, what is your little skill of carving insects!"

When Qinglin spoke, his eyes blinked four times in a row!

For the first time, the tens of thousands of zhang of big hands became thousands of zhang.

The second time, the big hands of thousands of zhang became hundreds of zhang!

Third ......

Fourth ......

By the time of the fifth time, these hundreds of zhang of big hands had only become a few zhang!

Qinglin's figure flashed, his speed skyrocketed, and his body rushed out like lightning, grabbing Feng Wuji, and running directly from the clouds!

He knew that in fact, it was not the palm of the holy monk that had become larger, but that his own figure had also become smaller like the previous Feng Wuji!

But Feng Wuji can't resist this weird law, but Qinglin can!

He has world-level laws, not only has this palm returned to its normal size, but its figure has increased even more at this moment!

The Three Saint Supremes, Chen Yuannan and the others had already fled into the clouds at this moment, and they couldn't see the scene happening here at all.

If you can see it, you will be dumbfounded!

Because Qinglin's figure has grown to a height of hundreds of zhang at this moment!

It is precisely because of the growth of his figure that he feels that the palm of his hand has become smaller, only a few feet.

Everything is an illusion, in essence, the holy monk's palm is still dozens of zhang, and Qinglin's figure is still a normal size.

But under the illusion, in the eyes of the holy monk, Qinglin was hundreds of zhang high, and in Qinglin's opinion, the palm of his hand shrunk to several zhang.

"You can also hallucinate?"

The holy monk frowned and stared at Qinglin, revealing an incredible look.

Qinglin's expression was indifferent, and as he rushed out, he snorted coldly: "The laws of the world are exerted, this place is the realm of this emperor, how big is this emperor, how big is it, how can it be said to be an illusion!"

"The Law of the World ......"

The holy monk muttered, his eyes flickered, staring at the direction of Qinglin's escape, and said coldly: "Even if you escape fast this time, the poor monk will spare your life this time, but if you dare to get within a hundred meters of this place, the poor monk will immediately kill you!"

When the words fell, the palm that was dozens of zhang big slowly contracted, and the qi that had locked Qinglin and Feng Wuji also disappeared.

It was only at this moment that Qinglin's figure stopped and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"This person is too strong!" Qinglin's eyes were a little gloomy.

In fact, only Qinglin himself knew that what he was fighting against the holy monk was not strength, but momentum and grasp of time!

Qinglin had already calculated everything, so he would rescue Feng Wuji at the last moment, if he changed someone else, he didn't have such a scheming, but he dared to act rashly, let alone rescue Feng Wuji, it would be extremely difficult for him to survive!

"This person's cultivation has at least an eight-star earth supreme, although I can compete with it, but this is just my guess, he is very likely, he will be a nine-star earth supreme!"

"And there are eight such figures......"

"And...... In the center of the clearing, there was a Holy Lord. With the strength of these eight holy monks, they are here to protect this holy lord, and their own strength must have reached the level of the sky supreme!"

"Holy Lord, Towering Heaven, Sky Supreme ......"

Qinglin thought, his brows gradually furrowed.

"This man just said that in a million years...... And the unknown powerhouse in the whirlpool summoned by Feng Wuji changed his tone, obviously knowing the strength of these people. Could it be that these figures had already survived millions of years ago? But for millions of years, how could they only be the cultivation of the supreme of the earth, and since the Holy Lord could reach the heavens, after millions of years, how could they only have the cultivation of the supreme of the sky!"

"It can't be!"

The more Qing Lin thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he faintly felt that there was a shocking secret in these holy monks and the holy lord.

"Qinglin, thank you!"

At this moment, Feng Wuji suddenly spoke.

His opening also disrupted Qinglin's thoughts.

Qinglin turned his head to look, only to see that after Feng Wuji's words fell, his right leg bent, and he suddenly knelt on one knee above the clouds.

"What are you doing here?"

Qinglin frowned, his palm immediately waved, and a soft force appeared, directly lifting Feng Wuji up.

"You are also the supreme of the earth, how can you not know that the monk rebels against the heavens and only worships his parents, not heaven and earth, and no one else?" Qinglin said unhappily.

"I Feng Wuji has no parents, and I don't worship heaven and earth, but if you save me, you are my reborn parents, and you deserve my worship!" Feng Wuji said in a deep voice.

"If I save you, you will be regarded as owing me a favor, and you don't need to worship. Qinglin said lightly.

Feng Wuji's expression still showed respect and gratitude, but in his heart, he was extremely shocked.

He was a five-star earth supreme, and he had just made a move with that holy monk, and he obviously felt the strength of the other party.

can crush himself like this, at least it is the supreme of the eight-star earth!

But Qinglin actually rescued himself from the hands of an eight-star earth supreme?

He obviously only has four eons......

"That's not right!"

Feng Wuji's eyes suddenly widened, staring at Qinglin, and said, "Your cultivation is ...... Promoted to the Six Tribulations True Emperor?"

Qinglin nodded slightly.

Feng Wuji's face twitched fiercely, and said, "Or rather, your law cultivation has surpassed us, not a five-star earth supreme, let alone a six-star, but higher!"

"Yes, definitely!"

"Only in this way can we not see your true cultivation, otherwise, how could it be possible to go from the Four Tribulation True Emperor to the Six Tribulation True Emperor in a few days!"