In the middle of the extreme west, there were several figures with amazing spiritual power suspended in the air, and the surging spiritual power swept through, making the world tremble faintly.

Snowflakes were flying all around, but all around them, the sky seemed clear.

On a battleship, the black-robed Huacheng Hall Lord sat quietly with a serious face, he raised his head at this time, looking at the distant sky, and there was a trace of worry in the depths of his eyes.

He knew very well that after a month or two of fighting, the Emperor's Relics had come to an end, and right now, the disciples of the Holy Lands would also come out of it.

I just don't know, this time the Holy Land of the Storm and Cloud has found nothing? Will there be another heavy number of casualties?

The hall master of Huacheng clearly remembered that every time the emperor's relics were opened, they found nothing in the Holy Land, with heavy casualties, and the most tragic one, six of the eight holy sons were killed, and the chief of each hall was almost wiped out.

And the initiator is the Male Domination Holy Land.

This time, the disciples of the Xiongba Holy Land, the overall strength is still stronger than their Fengyun Holy Land, with the mortal enmity of the two sides, they will inevitably fight when they encounter it in the emperor's ruins, so the Huacheng Hall Lord does not know what the results of those disciples of the Fengyun Holy Land will have this time.

"The Majestic Holy Land is really hard to write!"

As soon as he thought of this, the hall master of Huacheng gritted his teeth and was a little angry.

"Hehe, Huacheng Hall Master, your Fengyun Holy Land has been planted in the hands of my Heroic Holy Land many times, that is also your Fengyun Holy Land's skills are not as good as others, no wonder I dominate the Holy Land." When the voice of the hall master of Huacheng fell, a sneer also sounded from not far away.

The hall master of Huacheng looked up, only to see that not far away, a gray-robed figure with his arms folded to his chest, containing extremely fierce spiritual power.

This person is the hall master of the Majestic Holy Land, Xiao Lang.

"Don't be too rampant in your domination of the Holy Land, you must know that if you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts." The hall master of Huacheng said in a deep voice.

Xiao Lang smiled coldly and said, "The hall master of Huacheng will only say some innocuous words, but you are so hard-mouthed right now, if you see the miserable scene of your Fengyun Holy Land later, won't it make people laugh off their big teeth?" ”

The hall master of Huacheng said coldly: "The dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, in case this time it is you who capsize in the gutter of the Holy Land." ”

Xiao Lang smiled mockingly and said, "Hall Master Huacheng, do you think this is possible?" ”

The Huacheng Hall Lord's face was pale, but she didn't answer, because she knew that this was just his unwilling words, the strength of the disciples of the Xiongba Holy Land was extremely terrifying, and it was even more powerful with Mo Shangtian, Ling Wushuang, and the sword was in charge, although the lineup of the Fengyun Holy Land was also good, but compared to the Xiongba Holy Land, it was still inferior after all.

Xiao Lang saw that the Huacheng Hall Lord did not answer, and a touch of contempt appeared in his eyes, the poor person must have something to hate, when the disciples of the Fengyun Holy Land come out, thinking that the face of the Huacheng Hall Lord will be more ugly than crying, right?

Over the years, every time the Emperor's relics ended, the face of the hall master of the Fengyun Holy Land would be like a dead father and mother, and it had also become a kind of joke for the six holy lands present.

Most of the hall masters of the other holy lands also sighed lightly, and then glanced at the hall master of Huacheng with some regret, judging from the relics of the emperors in the past, the Fengyun Holy Land will be planted in the hands of the Xiongba Holy Land every time, presumably this time, it is the same...

This is really a bit powerless, one of the seven holy lands, but it has been trampled under the feet of the majestic holy land.

Airplanes!

And just as the lords of the Holy Land Halls of all parties looked at each other, this piece of sky suddenly shook, and then a series of humanoid passages appeared.

The hall masters of all sides hurriedly waited for them, these disciples were the top of the younger generation in their holy land, if there were heavy casualties here, it would be a little unbearable for their holy land.

Under the gaze of the hall masters of all parties, humanoid passages continued to appear, and then finally some people flashed out of them.

For a while, the entire sky became crowded at this time.

The Huacheng Hall Lord's gaze was firmly fixed on one of the human-shaped passages, because there, he had already sensed the aura of some Fengyun Holy Land disciples.

Swish! Swish!

Under his gaze, the humanoid passage there suddenly glowed, and then one after another figures walked out of it.

"Mo Shangtian, Nanbitian, Ye Shenglong, Lin Zheng, Chu Xi'er..."

As soon as those figures walked out of the humanoid passage, they were all recognized by the Huacheng Hall Lord, and he counted those disciples carefully, and a touch of ecstasy immediately appeared on his face.

Because he saw that none of the eight holy sons and the five chiefs of the Fengyun Holy Land were missing, which meant that there were not many casualties.

"How the hell did they do it?" However, he quickly became suspicious, because over the years, the disciples of their Fengyun Holy Land had entered the Emperor's Ruins, and there had not been a single time when the Holy Son and the Chief had not been few.

So much so that at this time, even the hall master of Huacheng doubted whether he was hallucinating, so he counted it several times again, and finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jie Ji, shouldn't you disciples of the Fengyun Holy Land play hide and seek in the emperor's ruins to avoid the pursuit of my Male Domination Holy Land?" Not far away, the hall master of Xiao Lang also saw a scene, and immediately laughed.

He also knew very well that every time in the Emperor's Ruins, even if they dominated the Holy Land, there would be casualties among the Holy Son and the Chief, and right now, there were quite a few of them in the Fengyun Holy Land, which was too unrealistic, right?

Is the Emperor's Ruins a child's game?

There is only one explanation, that is, this Fengyun Holy Land did not have the opportunity to seize the emperor's relics at all, but adopted a bad posture to protect itself!

I can hear it, and the face of the lord of Huacheng Hall has also changed.

At this time, the hall masters of other holy lands also looked at them curiously, if they were really said by Xiao Lang, then this time, Fengyun Holy Land would really become a big laughing stock.

At this time, many disciples of the Fengyun Holy Land couldn't help but smile when they saw this, this Xiao Lang Hall Master who dominated the Holy Land was really a little dog-eyed, it seemed that the Fengyun Holy Land was not powerful, and it would really be regarded as a sick cat.

Xiao Tianming took the lead in coming to the side of the Huacheng Hall Lord, and arched his hand: "Qiqi Hall Master, this trip to the Emperor's Ruins, I have obtained one Nine-Pattern Arch Emperor Divine Essence, four Eight-Pattern Arch Emperor Divine Essence, dozens of Seven-Pattern Arch Emperor Divine Essence, and hundreds of Six-Pattern Arch Emperor Divine Essence. ”

As soon as these words came out, the world was completely quiet.