The vision of heaven and earth with sorrow produced by the fall of the Holy Lord of Sharp encompassed and radiated the entire area of the Holy Mountain of the Southern Holy Court, and it violently shook the behemoth of the Southern Holy Court, the foundation of the eons. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Tsing Yi Yu Shou and Mahal, talking and clashing, just a moment.

Outside this core palace that belonged to the retreat of the Holy Lord of Sharp, dozens of supreme powerhouses had already gathered, unleashing the worldly coercion of the department master, gathering one by one, rushing towards the palace.

Some of the terrifying powerhouses with fierce coercion at the main level were already sitting on the South Saint Peak, and they sensed that the control power belonging to the Sharp Holy Lord Jie Huayu on the South Saint Peak was fading, so they rushed here.

The dilapidated palace is old, but the large hall is enough to accommodate thousands of people.

Many supreme lords who rushed from all over the Southern Holy Court poured into the main hall one after another, their eyes were the same as those of the Tsing Yi Domain, and they landed directly in the center of the main hall, the majestic figure that was dyed the color of thunder.

"Shhh

In the crowd, there was a supreme lord who gasped, looking at the towering and majestic figure, his eyes were full of shock, and they still couldn't believe the fact that the Holy Lord of Sharp had fallen.

But on the contrary, the lifeless majestic figure is an ironclad fact, telling everyone the truth, even if they don't believe in the end of the fall, but the reality is reality, and no one can believe it.

Sharp Holy Lord Jehua Rain!

In the entire empire, he can be regarded as a terrifying system master at the overlord level, with a body of heaven and divine Taoism, deduced to the limit of the system master, and is the invincible system master among the supreme system masters, killing the system masters, such as slaughtering pigs and dogs.

The Northern Holy Court devoured the Han Heavenly Holy Lord who was pressed did not dare to be presumptuous, and all along, he had taken the absolute initiative!

Its wrist is even more heavenly, and he has made great efforts, making the entire Southern Holy Court thriving, and strong people are constantly emerging, steadily occupying the advantage and upper hand in the past battles with the Northern Holy Court.

It can be said that the Holy Lord Sharp is the glorious hope, convincing!

Even some of the sect masters in the Northern Holy Court couldn't have too many different intentions for such a holy lord whose Shinto cultivation was the best in ancient and modern times, shrewd in means, and vigorous, and full of convincing and fanatical.

Once it falls, the impact will be so great that even the Supreme Master will lose its color.

The gazes of many department masters changed one after another, sweeping over the fallen Sharp Holy Lord, sweeping the illusory and condensed long sword on the chest of the Sharp Holy Lord, and sweeping over the hilt of the sword, but the aura belonging to Maihar had not yet dispersed.

"It's the Holy Lord you assassinated!" roared the fiery Department Master.

The coercion of the world swept and spread, and with the momentum of shattering the sky and the earth, it pressed towards the figure of the silver-haired shawl. The scene that is clear at a glance is too obvious to be considered.

The long sword inserted in the chest of Sharp Holy Lord Jie Huayu still had the breath of a silver-haired figure, which was naturally a silver-haired figure, using an unknown method to assassinate the Sharp Holy Lord.

"Presumptuous!"

A low shout followed by an explosion.

Before the department master who was fiery and exuding coercion could react, he saw an old man with a white beard waving his hand in front of him. It was as if a huge hand that covered the sky and the sun fell, directly shaking the fiery department master back, and erasing the terrifying coercion that was about to press on the silver-haired figure.

"Senior!" a department master whispered.

The white-bearded old man in front of him, there is a department master who doesn't know it at all, he only knows that his Shinto cultivation is unfathomable, above everyone, and he is an old-timer who came from a forbidden place somewhere on the South Sacred Peak.

Not understanding everyone's whispering, the white-bearded old man glanced at each other with a few top department masters around, and invariably saluted to the Tsing Yi Domain, which stood coldly in the palace.

"I've seen Duke Chang Gung!"

The white-bearded old man and several top department masters saluted respectfully together.

Hearing this, the crowd, which was still a little noisy, fell into a deathly silence, and the eyes of all the department masters turned from the body of the Holy Lord of Sharp to the cold and standing Tsing Yi Yu Shou, their eyes full of shock.

Some of the clan masters who arrived later from outside the main hall also fell silent for no reason.

Duke, that is an immeasurable existence, enough to open up a vast and boundless realm, Shouyuan Wuji, is a legendary existence, the Holy Court has never collapsed, and it is the strongest in the most glorious time.

In the legend of a few words, the Duke is the closest to the pinnacle of the gods!

The Shinto Territory Empire that has stood for eternity, on the bright side, there are only three great existences, and they are fortunate enough to see such an existence, and the impact is no less than the fall of the Holy Lord Sharp.

The vision of heaven and earth with sorrow produced by the fall of the Holy Lord of Sharp encompassed and radiated the entire area of the Holy Mountain of the Southern Holy Court, and it violently shook the behemoth of the Southern Holy Court, the foundation of the eons.

Tsing Yi Yu Shou and Mahal, talking and clashing, just a moment.

Outside this core palace that belonged to the retreat of the Holy Lord of Sharp, dozens of supreme powerhouses had already gathered, unleashing the worldly coercion of the department master, gathering one by one, rushing towards the palace.

Some of the terrifying powerhouses with fierce coercion at the main level were already sitting on the South Saint Peak, and they sensed that the control power belonging to the Sharp Holy Lord Jie Huayu on the South Saint Peak was fading, so they rushed here.

The dilapidated palace is old, but the large hall is enough to accommodate thousands of people.

Many supreme lords who rushed from all over the Southern Holy Court poured into the main hall one after another, their eyes were the same as those of the Tsing Yi Domain, and they landed directly in the center of the main hall, the majestic figure that was dyed the color of thunder.

"Shhh

In the crowd, there was a supreme lord who gasped, looking at the towering and majestic figure, his eyes were full of shock, and they still couldn't believe the fact that the Holy Lord of Sharp had fallen.

But on the contrary, the lifeless majestic figure is an ironclad fact, telling everyone the truth, even if they don't believe in the end of the fall, but the reality is reality, and no one can believe it.

Sharp Holy Lord Jehua Rain!

In the entire empire, he can be regarded as a terrifying system master at the overlord level, with a body of heaven and divine Taoism, deduced to the limit of the system master, and is the invincible system master among the supreme system masters, killing the system masters, such as slaughtering pigs and dogs.

The Northern Holy Court devoured the Han Heavenly Holy Lord who was pressed did not dare to be presumptuous, and all along, he had taken the absolute initiative!

Its wrist is even more heavenly, and he has made great efforts, making the entire Southern Holy Court thriving, and strong people are constantly emerging, steadily occupying the advantage and upper hand in the past battles with the Northern Holy Court.

It can be said that the Holy Lord Sharp is the glorious hope, convincing!

Even some of the sect masters in the Northern Holy Court couldn't have too many different intentions for such a holy lord whose Shinto cultivation was the best in ancient and modern times, shrewd in means, and vigorous, and full of convincing and fanatical.

Once it falls, the impact will be so great that even the Supreme Master will lose its color.

The gazes of many department masters changed one after another, sweeping over the fallen Sharp Holy Lord, sweeping the illusory and condensed long sword on the chest of the Sharp Holy Lord, and sweeping over the hilt of the sword, but the aura belonging to Maihar had not yet dispersed. (To be continued.) )