Without any warning, Maihar, who had reached the peak of the Divine Source Nine Heavens, was darkened the moment he stepped into this place. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info's strong soul, spirit, and will were shaken and swallowed by some unknown external force, and before he could even react, Mahal lost consciousness and fell into boundless darkness.

"What?"

Leading the way, the Holy Lord of Sharp, who was dyed the color of thunder, couldn't help frowning.

I saw that Mehal, who was following behind him, had crystal white in his eyes at this time, like two ghostly fish eyes, revealing a bright and terrifying light, and his whole body was full of terrifying and strange breath.

From the soul bones, a completely different person, just the expression is terrifying.

"What a guts!"

Sharp Holy Lord Jie Huayu, who was dyed with the color of thunder, had a little coldness on his originally peaceful face, no matter what the reason, he dared to touch his personal inheritance of Jie Huayu, but he didn't take him seriously.

Unprovoked, a ray of earth-shattering thunder burst out from between his fingers and pointed at the silver hair.

What kind of person is the Holy Lord Sharp? Even if one finger only contains one thousandth of the power, it is the ultimate terror in the world, the eyes are crystal white silver hair, and the terrifying aura that is about to bloom all over the body paused, and in front of the thunder and flame that appeared in this finger, it was like a wood carving and stone sculpture, and there was no struggle.

Let the finger in front of him fall on his body, and there is no fluctuation in his crystal white eyes.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Two muffled sounds, one after another, the first muffled sound was the low concussion sound of the thunder golden flame light falling on the silver-haired figure. The second muffled sound was the muffled sound of the Holy Lord Sharp, when his body burst into the color of thunder, and after two sounds, the heavens and the earth returned to a brief silence.

"Buzz!"

Whispering and trembling.

Just as the body of the Holy Lord of Sharp was cracking and dissipating, the silver-haired Mehal, whose eyes were crystal white and whose body was emitting a strange aura for no reason, suddenly shook. From above the body, the terrifying and strange aura emanating from the body, and the crystal white in the eyes, retreated like a tide, and disappeared cleanly in an instant.

It seems that it is the finger of the Holy Lord Sharp that solves the deterrence of all.

When he fell into the boundless darkness of consciousness and saw the light again, the silver-haired Mahal's heart was filled with countless doubts, he did not understand what had just happened in that short period of time.

"Just now..."Maihal's gaze fell on the Sharp Holy Lord who was gradually dissipating and disappearing, and his eyes were awe-inspiring, "Is it the master who made a move to deter me, some kind of unknown change?"

Master Sharp Holy Lord, this figure dyed into the color of thunder dissipated, which exhausted the power in the body, thus dissipating. After all, for a doppelganger, the power drain disappears.

But, what can make Shizun consume all the power of the clone?

"What's in my body?" murmured Mahal softly.

The peerless world that can make him dignified and divine source nine heavens, without any notice, this kind of power, the degree of greatness is no less than that of the supreme system master, but he has this kind of power in his body?

Silence, desolation, and the old palace that flows through the years rises.

A familiar voice belonging to the Holy Lord of Sharp came peacefully from the palace: "Come in, my deity is here, see for yourself what the power in your body is!"

Looking at this ordinary, old, not tall, magnificent palace, Mehal nodded in response.

As the supreme and unfathomable Holy Lord in the Southern Holy Court, even if there is no defensive barrier in the retreat place, it is normal, because the Holy Lord himself is the strongest defensive barrier.

At this point, Mahal walked from the old gate to the inside.

"Boom!"

At the moment when Mehal stepped into the palace, the void in front of him roared and trembled, shaking the sharp and cold gaze, and in just a short step, people stepped into another realm in a trance, and they couldn't calm down at all.

At a glance, the imaginary old palace did not appear.

What appeared in front of him was the various essence origins that were surging out from the void, like a mass of heaven and earth vitality that had been condensed hundreds of times, rushing towards the center of the palace with an attitude that had never been seen before.

The origin is condensed hundreds of times?

At first glance, it already looks like a colorful, dazzling cured crystal, with an endless stream. Mahal's mind swayed wildly, and the scene in front of him, the gap reflected, was really shocking.

You must know that when he opened up the Source Divine Dao and introduced the only origin into the body, he still relied on his own origin imprint, and the only origin was by no means as pure as what he saw in front of him, it was already in the form of a solid state.

"These Origins, from, the Sea of Origins?" murmured Mehal.

From the void, there is a steady stream of all kinds of primordial brilliance at the end of the area, faintly visible, belonging to the spatial cracks of space, between the real and the unreal, just like that.

It was just that for a moment of contemplation, the Origin Qi in Maihal's body vibrate, as if in this space where the Origin was surging in many fields, he felt the power of ascension, and just by breathing, it seemed to have been elevated a little.

If you open your cultivation and grow stronger, you will definitely be better than in the past.

"Master!"

Mehal spoke respectfully, and his gaze, following the rush of countless solid origins, fell straight on the peaceful figure dyed into the color of thunder in the center of the palace, and the vast qi spread invisibly.

Holy Lord Sharp!

It's just that the ancient well has no waves, and it sits in the center like a return to the basics, like the center of the entire heaven and earth world, encompassing the heavens and all worlds, and the peaceful face looks down on hundreds of millions of sentient beings in the sea.

With a desirable look!

The surrounding ten zhang of the land, all dyed into the same thunder color as the body, the golden light is bright, exuding a magnificent brilliance, immeasurable, boundless, blazing like a supreme thunder divine yang.

This is the deity of the retreat of the Holy Lord Sharp!

Even in the face of such a supreme line master, he can't see too many doorways, but just by looking at this kind of thunderous pure yang gold, he already understands that if it weren't for the great progress of Shinto cultivation, he would never be like this.

Thinking of the great inheritance brought out from the relics of the stars, perhaps, it is precisely because of this.

"Originally, there were some things to explain to you!" "Holy Lord Sharp, who was dyed with the color of thunder, opened his mouth peacefully and looked at Mahal, "Since there is something wrong with you, I will explore it for you first." ”

At this point, the peaceful face of the Holy Lord Sharp also had a faint, not half a bit of coldness: "I want to see what you have, dare to be so presumptuous!"

As the supreme holy lord of the Southern Holy Court, the Holy Lord Sharp Shinto cultivation is to the heavens, all kinds of things in the world, there is nothing to fear, and few people can use the means of harming his personal disciples in front of him.

"Yes!" replied McHal.

After taking a look, he immediately approached the Holy Lord Sharp step by step. (To be continued.) )