"Is the woman surnamed Chen the protector?"

Feng Yutian narrowed his eyes and looked at Wan Zuhuan's figure below.

The picture of ten thousand swords standing in the sky formed an absolute deterrent.

He could feel that Wan Zuhuan was a true old monster of old age, preserved from many eras ago.

Fighting against it, it is completely impossible to predict the victory or defeat.

Perhaps, as Wan Zuhuan said, he can't take Chen Luoli away today.

But if you don't try, it's the character of the Emperor of the Night.

It's just a little confused, with an ancient sword god as his daughter's protector, that person named Chen Yu, really has such a means and ability?

No longer thinking about it, the golden iron pestle once again bloomed brightly.

This is the realm strength of the Great Perfection of the Liuhe God King, and he is already about to enter the half-step eight-star God King.

His strength was enough to cut the entire Nirvana Academy's Three Mountain Masters, as well as all the Protectors, into ashes.

The heavenly dome shook again, Wan Zuhuan's expression was calm, and his sleeves burst out with ancient divine power, causing the ten thousand swords of heaven and earth to roar together.

The two forces collided, causing a huge shock wave to sweep.

The golden light was difficult to touch, and it was all shattered and opened under the shattering fluctuations of the ten thousand swords.

Just at the moment of this fight, Feng Yutian was surprised to realize that Wan Zuhuan's power embodiment was almost on par with him.

"There are such characters in the Great Ruins?"

Feng Yutian is entrenched in the North Sea all year round, and only has a clear understanding of the distribution of forces in the adjacent East Continent and West Heaven Continent.

But the Great Market is quite far away, and Beihai rarely comes into contact with it.

Wan Zuhuan's strength was revealed, and he couldn't find any chance to capture Chen Luoli.

"In the hands of the Emperor, the Emperor is willing to call you the strongest in the Great Market."

Feng Yutian stared at Wan Zuhuan's figure below, and when he slowly spoke, he was ready to reveal his secret methods.

In the early years, he slaughtered the Dragon King Palace of the North Sea and absorbed the hole cards of the power of the dragon's blood.

The strength of this first sword god in the eternal ages, it can be said without exaggeration that he has stood at the top stage of the pyramid in the Great Ruins realm.

However, when Wan Zuhuan heard Feng Yutian's words, he shook his head slightly.

"You're wrong, I don't dare to call myself the strongest in Daxu."

Wan Zuhuan couldn't take this hat, as a strong man who has lived for many eras, he knows what the real horror of this land is.

It was the world that belonged to the Immortal Family, the true master of this land.

Feng Yutian couldn't reach it, so he thought that he had touched the strength realm of the half-step eight-star god king and could walk sideways in the ruins.

But in fact, it is not enough.

The sword power rose again, and the Nirvana Academy fell into the realm of the frost storm.

And Feng Yutian had already triggered the dragon blood in his body, and his entire right arm suddenly transformed into the shadow of the Heaven and Earth Dragon Palace, and he coldly punched downward.

This outpouring of power instantly shattered the entire sword domain aura.

Causing the Nirvana Academy to suffer the impact of destruction for the second time, Wan Zuhuan's expression was cold, and he felt the terrifying power of this punch.

He finally took a step forward and completely burst out with all his realm strength.

The continuous shattering of that space, with the boundless sword shadow, canceled each other out with the dragon fist of the wind and the sky.

But at this moment, outside the shattered Nirvana Academy, in the panicked emotions of many disciples, there were many thunderous shouts and boundless angry roars.

"Son, dad is here!"

"Nirvana Academy's field dares to smash, it's so arrogant!"

"Whoever you are today, stay here!"

The breath rolls, the wind and clouds change color, and with the roar of thunder, Changhong arrives in the sky.

Among them, Jiang Mei is included!

She herself is in the late stage of the Liuhe God King, and she is on par with Su Baoji of Xiaoyujing.

This time, there are actually three god king powerhouses behind him, and their realm strength is in the early stage of Liuhe!

Not only that, the top of the sky can be seen with thick clouds roaring filial piety, and an old figure is revealed, and an ancient character is depicted on the robe.

His name is Coca, and he ranks first among the four ancestors of the Gu clan.

The terrifying fluctuations of the abyssal like the sea affected the operation of the laws of the entire world, causing Wan Zuhuan's sword domain to distort slightly, and the qi around Feng Yutian's body collapsed.

"Eight-Star God King?"

Feng Yutian's expression finally sank at this moment.

This is a genuine half-step eight-star, judging from the flow of breath, faintly above him.

And at this moment, the people who came to Nirvana Academy are far more than that.

There are also a large number of strong fluctuations roaring in the rear, overwhelming, and the weakest is also the Saint King stage!

For a moment, Feng Yutian felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

He stabbed the hornet's nest and couldn't do it, why did half of the god kings of the ruins come?

And how does Feng Yutian know what the origins and backgrounds of all the disciples of the Nirvana Academy are.

If the smiling people saw it, there were people who dared to be so rampant and smash the field of the Nirvana Academy, disregarding the lives of all the disciples.

He'll be sure to give that guy a thumbs up and send one word: Six!

The great deep pressure came, and the terrifying fluctuations of many god kings came suddenly, and the intense killing intent carried a domineering and abnormal posture.

The remaining generals of the Immortal Feather Army were shocked.

The real dragon roared, but a man with a red light grabbed the dragon's whiskers and tore them down.

Blood splattered instantly, King Kong's iron fist opened and closed, the explosion shook the heavens and the earth, and the smashed dragon's head was distorted.

The true dragon wailed, his eyes showing fear and submission.

When Feng Yutian saw this scene, his face finally became ugly.

Even if he was the first god king of the North Sea, the master of the entire Holy Court, it was difficult to compete with the god king of half of the ruins.

Not only are there many of them, but there are several of them, who are not weaker than him at all.

Coca had already stepped into the air, and his old face did not have the slightest emotion, his iron hand opened and closed, and he slapped his sleeve towards the wind and the sky.

There was no display of magic powers, just a single action caused an indescribable oppressive force to descend on Feng Yutian's body.

Gang Qi shattered on the spot, he stared at Coca coldly, the dragon's blood boiled in his body, and the dragon fist collided, causing a roar in heaven and earth in an instant.

The rest of the Immortal Feather Army was finally affected, and the bones of the shocked corpses were gone, and blood flew all over the sky.

"Where are you from the mainland, don't you know who protects the Nirvana Academy?" Coca's cloudy eyes were full of murderous intent.

The strongest Tianjiao of the ancient clan is in Nirvana Academy, in Changqing Mountain.

If there is the slightest mistake, he will definitely use the strength of the entire ancient clan, and he is bound to bury the person in front of him, including all the background behind it!

This collision of the faces did not distinguish between high and low.

But Feng Yutian had already risen and retreated, and he looked at the dozens of imposing god-king figures behind him, feeling incredulous.

finally glanced back at Wan Zuhuan below, suddenly flicked his sleeves, and turned into a dragon shadow and escaped into the sky.

The dignified Emperor of the Night comes when he wants to come, and he can leave when he wants.

None of those present could keep him.

Coca stared at the disappearing figure of Feng Yutian, and his heart was not released.

Because he saw that the current Nirvana Academy had been reduced to ruins, the attic of the palace had collapsed, and the cave house no longer existed.

There was a wail inside, and there were already many disciples, some of whom were killed and injured in the impact just now.

"He's not from Daxu, Daxu doesn't have this person!" There was a sound of hatred.

"Ge Laozi, if you let me know who he is, Lao Tzu will definitely not let him go!" The same voice sounded, gritting teeth.

"Beihai Holy Court, the one just now is the Lord of the Holy Court, and his name is the Emperor of the Divine Night." At this time, Luohe God walked over.

"Holy Court?" Jiang Mei frowned.

She had just come back from Xiaoyujing before, so she naturally knew about the Holy Court, after all, the third prince hated for a long time, so she was sentenced by Chen Yu.

"You two know about the Holy Court?" Coca asked.

As the head of the four great ancestors of the ancient clan, he spent most of his time in retreat and cultivation, and he was unable to fully understand the outside world.

"This Holy Court is located in the North Sea, ruling over thousands of isolated islands, belonging to the overlord of the North Sea realm, and it is also an extremely prosperous divine dynasty on the mainland."

Jiang Mei's words fell, and many of the god kings and powerhouses in the ruins looked at each other one after another, and then their eyes burst with murderous intent.

"This will not be done lightly, everyone, will you do it?" A four-elephant god king clenched his fists.

"Nirvana Academy has never suffered such a crisis, and if it is not remembered by the world, will there be a second time in the future?"

"Let's do it!"

Everyone is murderous, and the revelation of such a battle is also the picture that many people are most afraid to see.

When even if there is a figure looting, they begin to send troops and generals, and gather the heritage of their respective families and sects.

"Hey, where is the Ten Thousand Sword God?" Luohe God turned around, but found that there was no longer Wan Zuhuan in the Nirvana Academy.

"Who, which sword god?" Jiang Mei asked suddenly.

In that Xiao Yujing position, she had seen the wine sword god of Buzhou Mountain before, and when she heard the words of the sword god at this moment, she was of course curious.

"Who else can there be, how many famous sword gods have been produced in our Daxu?" Luohe God shook his head.

Jiang Mei instantly understood, and her body shook a little.

She looked around, but found no sign of it.

As a legendary figure before the era, Wan Zuhuan was very crazy back then, because he fought invincible opponents all over the world throughout the Ice Age.

Until one day, he walked into the mysterious realm and has since disappeared.

Few people in the outside world know that he was suppressed in the Qinghan Sword Cave.

It is precisely because of this that Wan Zuhuan, who has regained his freedom, has kept a low profile too much.

The word invincible really can't be exported casually.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have angered Fu Tian's grandmother.

And now, there is a person who is very similar to the situation he was in back then.

The Night Emperor is gone, but the Holy Court can't leave.

At the position of the heavenly dome, one figure after another is galloping, and the killing machine is rolling and breeding......

……

North Sea, Holy Court.

On this day, the Heavenly Guardian Ghost Saint practiced as usual, and he faintly felt that he was about to approach the Great Perfection of the Holy King.

If he can step into the realm of the God King, it not only means that the number of longevity will increase, but also that his status on the continent will enter a new realm.

The word god king will be a symbol of all his status.

And it has been a month since Feng Yutian stepped into the ruins.

In the past month, there has been no news back.

The surroundings of the Holy Court have returned to calm, but to this day, the Heavenly Ghost Saint always has a feeling of restlessness.

He couldn't fall into a state of cultivation, and he looked up thoughtfully.

The rules of heaven and earth have changed, and it seems that it is difficult to withstand some kind of pressure, causing the entire position of the North Sea to become more and more depressed.

This atmosphere makes the sea around the island not even a trace of wind and waves.

"It's weird."

The Heavenly Guardian Ghost Saint got up, and suddenly saw something at the end of his sight, and his body stiffened in an instant.

The black clouds pressed the realm, and an unprecedented sense of heavy oppression rolled in from afar.

It seems that countless strong people have descended on the North Sea!

"This, this, this...... What's going on? ”

The Heavenly Guardian Ghost Saint looked horrified, because he saw the sky full of rainbows and countless human armies.

There are flags fluttering, scattered from a variety of different families and sects.

At first glance, it seems that there are 3,000 people!

On such a scale, people who don't know still think that there was a continental intercontinental war.

Until the Heavenly Guardian Ghost Saint, he saw many imposing figures, which were all god kings!

At this scene, the frightened Tianbao Ghost Saint opened his mouth wide and looked around trying to find a place to hide.

In this place of Beihai, the God King powerhouse belongs exclusively to the Holy Court.

But there are only seven or eight of them, but it is precisely because of these seven or eight god kings that the foundation of the Holy Court has established its unfailing position in Beihai.

Don't talk about seeing it on weekdays, just talking about the word god king, it's all for people to look up to.

But today, what did the Heavenly Ghost Saint see?

The strong men who are pressed by the darkness, among which the generation of the god king, exceed the number of two hands!

There are even a few more, similar to the aura of the Emperor of the Divine Night, covering the Beihai Sea for thousands of miles, and all living beings tremble.

In just a moment, such a battle descended on the sky above the main city of the Holy Court.

The sudden change woke up all the strong people in the main city, including many powerful ministers.

The old man of Confucianism and Taoism, the master of the wind and hatred, walked out of the hall at this time, looking at the picture of the sky, and his whole heart rose with a sense of horror.

When did the Holy Court encounter such a situation, dozens of god kings descended, this is something that has never happened in the eons!

"You ...... Who are you? The old man of Confucianism and Taoism asked tremblingly.

"Here, Holy Court?"

There was no response, but a rhetorical question came.

"This is the main city of the Beihai Holy Court!" A general shouted.

The foundation of the Holy Court is incomparably strong, even if it loses 100,000 Immortal Feather Army, it is still insignificant.

"Brothers, this is the old nest of the wind and the sky, smash it!" Suddenly there was a roar.

At the sound of an order, the scene instantly got out of control.

The supernatural spells bombarded continuously, and the sky was flooded with bright light, and the Heavenly Protection Ghost Saint in the distance was horrified.

Since the Great War, the Holy Court has exploded at this moment.

Where has the old man of Confucianism and Taoism seen such a scene, as a master of wind and hatred, he lives in the main city all the year round, and the Holy Court is a tyrant in the Beihai Sea, when has he ever been smashed by someone?

His face was pale, and his steps retreated.

The scuffle could be seen opening and closing, the palace hall was collapsing, and many god kings in the Holy Court used spells to fight, but in the case of one person facing five, they were not defeated at all.

He watched as the soldiers of the Holy Court fell, blood spilling down the walls and into the sea.

An abyssal ravine was formed, the main city trembled, and the islands separated!

"Impossible...... No way...... The prestige of the Holy Court through the ages is that the sun does not set in the Beihai Dynasty, how can there be such a difficult day......" The old man of Confucianism and Taoism staggered back, and the sky had fallen.