Chapter 242 Half a foot stepped into the threshold

"Let's go!" In the end, the Fourteenth Prince still left the Cold Moon Palace with a pale face, and left without looking back, as for the Fenghua Sage, the Overlord Sword Sage, and the Ghost Halberd Sage, they all looked at Yan Luo with anger on their faces, but there was a trace of jealousy, and then they also followed the Fourteenth Prince. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this point, this farce ended with the embarrassment of the Fourteenth Prince fleeing.

For a period of time after that, the news that the Fourteenth Prince was defeated and left the Cold Moon Palace, and the news of the exhaustion and decline of the Fenghua Sage spread among the many princes like wings, and became the verbal joke of many princes.

"Hmph! It's said to be a sage, but it's just a fight between two martial artists who have just stepped into the realm of sages, and it's not worth mentioning. ”

"Definitely. At best, that Fenghua Sage has just stepped into the realm of the Sage's Four Turns, where is the Sage I recruited is powerful, it is an invincible powerhouse who has half a foot on the threshold of the Immortals, and this treasure hunt mission can definitely take on a heavy responsibility. ”

"What? Half a foot into the threshold of the immortals? Wouldn't I have no hope?"

"It's too early to say this, the treasure hunt task still depends on the luck of the individual, as long as you ensure your own safety, then it is still very likely to find the heirloom jade seal and inherit the throne. ”

"By the way, what is the origin of the defeat of the Fenghua Sage? I heard that it was the Sage recruited by the Sixth Brother, and it didn't cost any rewards. ”

"That's right, but why did I hear that the 'Immortal' was actually just an impostor, but the Sage turned around, but how did he defeat the Fenghua Sage? It's not that the gap between the martial artists is the difference between the clouds and mud, the strength between each level of the realm is 108,000 miles apart, and it is impossible to challenge beyond the level at all!"

"Hey, I don't know where the sixth brother found the pervert!

"Is it recruited by the sixth child? It seems that we have been ignoring the ability of the sixth child! He is not making a sound, and he is a blockbuster! It is hard to guarantee that this treasure hunt task will be completed by him, and when the time comes, it will be logical to inherit the throne, then our life will be miserable. ”

"Yes, we have always rejected the Sixth, believing that he is nothing more than a wild species, tarnishing the noble blood of our royal family. If there really is such a day, I wonder if the sixth child will take revenge on us?"

"Hmph! A wild seed is just a wild seed, how much wind and waves can be turned! I don't believe that he can inherit the throne of the king. If there really is such a day, then my eleventh prince is willing to kiss his feet in front of the whole world at his boarding ceremony. ”

More than 100 princes just used this matter as a joke after dinner, and they didn't put it in their hearts at all.

It's just that there is one idea that is quite concerned.

"The little junior brother is really a troublemaker, and he will get into trouble wherever he goes. Now there are a lot of super powerhouses in the palace, if I ruin the plan to rescue Ling Shan, I want him to look good!"

In the following month, the Cold Moon Palace was still as lonely, lonely, and empty as ever, and no one cared about it.

Yan Luo was treated as a noble guest by Ouyang Feng, and he was so entertained, even Mo Xiaoxian and Qin Lingyu were treated with the best hospitality.

In this month, the list of many princes continued to be posted, and they successively recruited sages who were attracted with extremely powerful killing moves, as well as "half-immortals" who had already stepped into the realm of immortals with half a foot.

These sages and demi-immortals are all thrown into the sect of those extremely powerful princes, just like the second prince, the third prince, the fifth prince, the seventh prince and the like.

It's a pity that none of the disciples of the sixth prince Ouyang Feng, except for the three of Yan Luo, came to join.

For all this, Ouyang Feng had a hunch that the arrival of the three of Yan Luo was unexpected.

And Yama Luo is in this month, seize the time to cultivate, and find a way to gain more strength, otherwise when the time comes to enter Haiyuntian, when he encounters a super strongman, I am afraid that he will have no power to fight back.

Yama had a feeling that he would definitely fight against the super powerhouse of the Sage Sixth Turn—although his current strength was enough to be proud, it was still much worse than the real Sage Sixth Turn.

It is difficult to break through the six turns of the Sage, it is difficult to reach the blue sky, and once it breaks through, it will be turned upside down, and it cannot be said in the same day.

"Xuanbing Divine Palm!"

The white-robed young man Xuan Bing Shangxian's face was extremely cold, his eyebrows were filled with a sense of ice, his hands were as transparent as crystals, bright as ice crystals, and a cold ice force shot out from his eyes, and his palms turned into an ice realm and slapped towards Yama.

"Stand back!" Yan Luo's body shook, and a soft force shot out, shaking Ouyang Feng and Mo Xiaoxian Qin Lingyu around him back for a distance, and then his brows twisted, and his mana was agitated.

"Those who are in front of the battle, line up in front. The nine-word mantra, the one-word long snake, devours everything. ”

The golden energy stored by Yama had been exhausted, and in desperation, he could only use his mana to urge the nine-character mantra, but the effect was greatly weakened.

The body shook, and the surging mana surged out, stirring the wind and clouds, and then nine small characters flew out from the armor of the super god, rising against the storm, turning into angry dragons circling and roaring, shattering thousands of years, shocking the eternal.

Nine big characters continued to circle and shoot in the air, and then intertwined with each other to form a large array, but it was a large array in the shape of a long snake, a long snake array.

One out of a hundred, it describes the immortal of the sixth turn of the sage - a hundred martial artists of the fifth turn of the sage, only one can break through to the sixth turn of the sage, and the difference in strength is a hundred times.

Yama's current strength is far from being able to compete head-on with the Sage Six Turns, unless he has enough golden energy to support himself to fight for three days and three nights, and then he can barely fight with the Sage Six Turns - the Sage Six Turns has boundless mana, and the battle is continuous, and he can hold on for three days and three nights without fatigue, which is also a place where martial artists below the six turns are far from being comparable.

"The river flows into the sea, and the silicon accumulates into steps. The mana is boundless, and it is a thousand miles a day. ”

In a secret room in the Cold Moon Palace, Yama Luo sat on a futon, his hands folded towards the sky, his eyes closed, his breath was long and thick, and a trace of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye in the surrounding void was absorbed into his body like a water.

At this time, the purple portal in the mandarin duck ring continued to flow out of Penglai purple qi, like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, and regarded the eight veins of the strange meridians in Yama's body as a racetrack, a plain and wilderness, galloping across the world.

Penglai's purple gas is boiling and surging, like a wave of water, the sunset of the long river, rolling like a tide.

However, Yan Luo had already prepared, his mind was full of spirit, and the Sansheng Stone entrenched in the dantian shook slightly, lifted and rotated, and then emitted bursts of golden light, spreading towards the limbs and hundreds of bones in his body, where the golden light passed, Penglai purple qi all quieted down, and then it was like spring snow meeting the sun, melting in an instant, turning into a trace of golden warm current, which was the golden energy.