The news of the change of ownership in the northern realm spread in a very short time, and although An Xing personally transmitted the news, there were still many people who did not come back to their senses.

This naturally includes the other two realm masters, the Western Realm Lord Wen Xuan Sage and the Eastern Realm Lord White Domain Mink Saint.

Almost at the same time that Jiang Hao entered the Southern Realm Spirit Palace, several major forces and the Eastern and Western Realm Lords all came to the place of peace, and when they knew that the Rui Sheng Sacred Heart was destroyed by a young man from the lower interface, the horror had reached an incomprehensible level.

After all, as the lord of the First Realm, Rui Sheng has the blessing of the Holy Spirit Realm, and even if he is An Xing, his powerful strength is not something that can be destroyed if he wants to, and in the end, everyone agrees that it is the Heavenly Dao Death, because they really can't elevate a kid from the lower interface to a strong person comparable to An Xing.

Doubts are doubts, the facts are in front of them, and everyone is helpless, as the newly promoted realm lord, all forces must express it well.

No, in just two months, the big men of all the forces in the Holy Spirit Realm, as well as a hundred city lords, all came to the Southern Realm Spirit Palace with heavy gifts, but what was waiting for them was not Jiang Hao's welcome, but an iron-clad closed door.

The entire Southern Realm Spirit Palace was all closed, and even the Holy Spirit guards were all shrunk inside, and there was no one outside.

In the face of the spatial barrier here, everyone is not helpless, but if they break through the barrier rashly, they may anger the newly promoted Realm Lord, and they will be the ones who will suffer at that time.

Therefore, these bigwigs who came to pay their respects all built their own palaces outside the Southern Realm Spirit Palace, and waited here one by one, for them, it didn't matter if they waited for a few years, because if they could get the favor of a realm lord, the benefits would be unimaginable.

Killing time is naturally the best way to cultivate, and all of a sudden, there are palaces rising from the ground outside this Northern Realm Spirit Palace. The retreat of retreat, the cultivation of cultivation, is also quite a sight.

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On this day, the sky was clear. The breeze was blowing, the weather was surprisingly good, and even the big men who were in retreat walked out of their palaces one after another, enjoying this comfortable time.

"Hey, old spirit monster, it seems that your breath has broken through again!" a lean old man leaned back on the jade chair and greeted him with a smile, where a fat man was squinting his eyes and clasping his hands together.

"Hmph, Lao Yin. My Lingquan Hall is not comparable to a small sect like you, why don't you consider joining my sect, and the position of the chief elder will be kept for you at any time, how about it?" The fat man snorted coldly, and his small eyes had a hint of playfulness.

"You fart. Lao Tzu Yin Tianshen Palace is under the special care of the sea people in the snow region, and your Lingquan Palace is something. ”

"Hehe, why should the two sect masters be like this, our sects are not as good as the four major sects, there is nothing wrong with looking for attachment, besides, you are all powerhouses of the middle and third order. Why bother fighting for this unwarranted fame. It was a man in red who spoke, his face was handsome, quite gentlemanly, and his eyes were shining with a sharp sparkle of crystal red.

"What's going on?"

The lean old man's figure was shocked, and a pair of eagle eyes suddenly became sharp, and he looked far away. Looking in the direction of the Northern Realm Spirit Palace, the space there seemed to be distorted in an instant, and a huge hurricane of thousands of feet quietly took shape, traversing the heavens and the earth.

Woohoo!

The powerhouses of those forces were all alarmed at this time, and they swept into the sky. Staring at it, the spiritual power was also overwhelming, wanting to probe the situation in front of them, but they couldn't perceive anything except a piece of nothingness.

At the back of the crowd, Sandao's not very tall figure floated quietly in the air, and the man on the far left had white skin like snow, with a white snowflake mark on his forehead, and his face contours were all the standard of handsome men.

In the middle, the man has a long body, just standing at will, there is a sharp to the extreme aura bursting, the body is like a sword, the sword is like the body, and the fierce aura can break through the world.

The man on the far right is not good-looking, his body is as slender as a willow leaf, and the whole person seems to be in a kind of fluctuation, even the faint wind seems to be able to break his waist, and the weakness is a little too much.

They are none other than the four major sects of the Holy Spirit Realm, the Snow People Sea Region, the Sword Sect and the Sect Master of Fengxing Mountain, they are all the strength of the peak of the six-star battle saint, this time the northern realm has changed hands, they are naturally coming, but they don't know what Jiang Hao is, and there is some contempt and disdain in their hearts.

"Hehe, Brother Xue, what Jiang Hao is so big, you and I have been waiting here for half a year, and there is no movement. ”

"Brother Feng, don't be impatient, no matter what, he was also personally appointed by Lord An Xing, you and I have to give some face, Brother Jian, don't you say?"

In the face of the verbal confrontation between the two on the left and right, the sect master of the Sword Sect still had an expression that was not wavering, and even his breath did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"Tsk, such a big movement, it seems that our New Realm Lord is also cultivating the wind attribute, Brother Feng, what do you think?" the snow-like man smacked his lips and said with a smile.

Feng Lingtian, the sect master of Fengxing Mountain, he was staring at it at this moment, the huge hurricane that crossed the sky and the earth did not have much coercion, but for some reason, he faintly noticed a trace of abnormality.

"That's the smell of law. "At this time, the Sword Sect Master, who had not spoken, spoke.

Among the four major sects in the Holy Spirit Realm, the Sword Sect has the highest attack, the Snow People Sea Defense is the highest, and the Wind Mountain Body Method is the best, and the Naga clan's exercises are the most weird, and the Sword Sect Sect Master Sword Demon is famous for injuring Rui Sheng with a sword, of course, that is when Rui Sheng has no defense, but even so, it is enough to amaze the world.

How powerful the upper third order is, not everyone has such a perverted ability as Jiang Hao, and being able to injure Rui Sheng is enough to show that the attack of this Sword Sect Sect Master is very high.

"The law, the law of the wind, no wonder, no wonder. ”

Feng Lingtian slapped his forehead, his eyes were full of surprise, as the sect master of Fengxing Mountain, he cultivated the wind attribute and was extremely eager for the law of wind, but even if he had a good talent, he only comprehended a trace of the law, if he could comprehend more than three percent, then he could successfully advance to the level of the upper third order.

The surprise only lasted for a moment, and a touch of jealousy quietly jumped into his eyes, looking at the situation, this newly promoted Northern Realm Lord was ahead of him in comprehending the law, which he couldn't bear.

"It's the power of the law, these hurricanes are not made of spiritual power, but the power of the law completely. "Snow Dragon, the sect master of the Snow People Sea, also spoke.

At this moment when they were talking, the sky above the Northern Realm Spirit Palace changed drastically again, and all the hurricanes disappeared in an instant, and then the space was folded like this, and the silver filaments were pulled out of the void, and they were frantically knitted, and the silver filaments seemed to be extremely tough, and where they passed, the space was cut one after another.

"This is the Nine Heavens Gangfeng, impossible, this breath ......" Feng Lingtian was already messy at this time, if he hadn't reacted before, he had said the past, but if the silver filament in the sky was still unrecognizable, then he couldn't be called the sect master of Fengxing Mountain.

Feng Wu Jiutian is Feng Lingtian's most proud divine skill, and the power of this move is that it can summon the Nine Heavens Gangfeng, this kind of Gangfeng from the void of the universe, even the powerhouses of the upper third order dare not resist hard, and it has the characteristic of cutting all things.

Feng Lingtian couldn't have imagined why there were so many Nine Heavens Gang Winds, because even if he did it with all his might, there was only one Nine Heavens Gang Wind that he could summon.

Hiss!

The silver filaments flying in the sky shrouded the sky above the Northern Realm Spirit Palace, giving people a shocking feeling, in that silver filament, they felt the coercion of the combination of fierceness and softness, which was terrifying.

After a long time, the silver filaments in the sky began to dissipate, and the clarity between heaven and earth gradually returned.

Airplanes!

The space fluctuated, and in the beating of a white light, the thin figure of the young man slowly emerged, still dressed in green clothes, but the black hair on his head seemed to have grown a lot, and there was no wind to automatic, and there was a movement of qi in his deep eyes from time to time, which was fleeting.

With his palm in his hand, the corners of Jiang Hao's mouth lifted slightly, and he smiled lightly: "Is this the Great Perfection of the Law of the Wind, hehe, interesting." ”

When the words fell, Jiang Hao's gaze had already turned to the direction where everyone was.