Du Luo hugged his fists and smiled: "Thank you Song Gongzi!"

Song Yunge waved his hand: "Can this Imperial Sky Hall be captured?"

"No, you can't. Du Luo shook his head and said, "Gongzi Song, you don't think that the four great air envoys are their strongest strength, right?"

"Not ——?"

"If it's to hunt you down, they're the strongest, but if you're going to attack the Imperial Sky Palace, then they're not the strongest, and most of the disciples who have retired from the Imperial Sky Hall have not died. ”

"Have you ever stepped into the Sword God?"

"Divine Knowing?...... No. ”

"That's it!"

"But they are only one foot away from the door, and once they fight hard, they can barely step into God's knowledge. ”

"But after all, it's not a real sword god!"

“...... Right. Du Luo nodded helplessly: "No matter how close to Divine Knowledge, it is indeed not Divine Knowledge." ”

"That's it!" Song Yunge smiled: "You guys stand back, and see how I deal with the Imperial Sky Palace!"

"Be careful. Du Luo clenched his fists and waved his hands.

The crowd hurriedly retreated and hid into a pine forest on the top of the mountain.

These pine trees are blown by the sea breeze and the wind, and each one has cracked bark and looks terrible.

Song Yunge stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands in his hands, listening to the sound of the waves hitting the cliff, and letting the sea breeze blow the red robe.

If there are red snakes swimming on the sea, the sky is magnificent and not like the world, reflecting Song Yunge's handsome and compelling face.

His sword eyebrows were lightly raised, his little nails were scraped, and he chuckled: "Come out, all the top masters of your Imperial Palace will come out, and today I will sweep your Imperial Palace!"

"Hubris!" a break exploded in the sky, and the waves seemed to be affected by it, and they stopped for a moment.

A white figure fell from the sky and stood in the void opposite Song Yunge, but it was a middle-aged red-faced man.

He is of medium stature and mediocre in appearance, only his face is distinctive, and his red color seems to be coated with dansha, which is a little deeper than Song Yunge's red robe.

Song Yunge shook his head: "You are not a sword god, you are not my opponent!"

"Then take a look!" the red-faced middle-aged man pressed his palms.

He was more than fifty meters away from the sea, and the sea suddenly collapsed into a whirlpool, and he raised his palms.

A huge wave rose into the sky and rushed towards Song Yunge.

Song Yunge flicked his red robe.

"Boom!" the waves rolled back with a muffled sound.

After devouring the four great air envoys, he was proficient in all the martial arts of the Imperial Sky Palace.

This move is the water control technique, which is a derivative method of the Sky Divine Sword, and there is a flying knife hidden in the seawater.

Ordinary people are often blinded by the waves, blindly guarding against the soaring waves, ignoring the flying knives hidden in the waves.

Often when the waves are blocked, when the slack is relaxed, the flying knife suddenly arrives and the sneak attack is successful.

The red-faced middle-aged man's face changed slightly.

The waves rolled back, and the knife in the waves lost control and suddenly rushed towards him.

He dodged.

But before he could dodge, the throwing knife accelerated sharply, rushed into his eyebrows, and drilled out of the back of his head.

Song Yunge shook his head and raised his head: "Don't be embarrassed by this kind of goods!"

He pulled the red-faced middle-aged soul into the Ten Thousand Soul Refining Rune, and the Lifeless Sutra operated at the same time, quickly decomposing into spiritual power and memory.

He knew the identity of this person, but he was a guard in front of the palace, a ghost, and he was only a foot away from God.

There are countless such masters in the Imperial Sky Palace, and they have all practiced to the top, and there is no way forward, so they can only struggle.

"Hall Master, set up a big array!" A mellow voice sounded: "It seems that it is indeed worth all of us!"

"Well, let's set up. A clear voice rang out.

Immediately, white figures fell from the palace group, fluttering in the air like flying flakes to the sea.

They tread on the surface of the sea as if they were on the ground.

A total of eighty-six figures, standing on the surface of the sea, formed a circle, gently undulating with the waves.

Song Yunge looked at the eighty-six figures, some old and some young, some tall and some short, there was only one thing in common, that is, all of them were ghosts, that is, the realm of the Sword Emperor.

They are all top masters who can't step into the realm of the Sword God by one foot in the door, and the Imperial Sky Hall is worthy of being the Imperial Sky Palace.

Song Yunge estimated that all the Sword Emperor Realm masters of the six major sects together did not have so many.

Standing in the center of the circle is an elegant middle-aged man, wearing a white robe, with a face like a crown of jade, handsome and extraordinary, and his demeanor is outstanding.

He held a small palace in his left hand and said softly, "You are Song Yunge of Tianyue Mountain?"

The small palace is the size of a palm, delicate and delicate, like a toy, and radiates a brilliant golden light in the setting sun.

"It's me. Song Yunge stood in the void and looked down at them: "Hall Master Lu, I didn't expect us to meet so soon, right?"

"I really didn't expect it. Lu Zhicheng nodded lightly: "With such courage, no wonder you can break through to the realm of the Sword God, it is really not an ordinary path!"

Song Yunge smiled, but didn't agree.

Lu Zhicheng shouted: "Song Yunge!"

Song Yunge said: "Hall Master Lu, if I agree, this Imperial Sky Hall can directly hurt my soul, right?"

"Huh?" Lu Zhicheng frowned and looked at him.

This is the top secret of the Imperial Sky Palace, and no one knows about the disciples in the hall except for the four major empty envoys.

How could he know this secret?!

Song Yunge said: "Lord Lu, you are too underestimated to look down on the people of the world, there are still some such treasures in the world!"

"And?!" Lu Zhicheng shook his head and said, "Don't blame me, I've never heard of such a treasure in this seat." ”

Song Yunge smiled: "That's the Lord of the Lu Palace, you are lonely and unheard, I won't understand the power of the Heavenly Sea Imperial Sky Chaos Array this time, goodbye!"

After a flash, he retreated a hundred meters, and then retreated, and he had already flown to the other side of the cliff, drifting away along the mountain range.

"Song Yunge, how can it be so easy to escape!" Lu Zhicheng raised his voice and said, "Get up!"

"Boom!" thunder suddenly rang out in the sky.

Within a radius of ten miles, dark clouds gathered rapidly, thunder roared several times in the blink of an eye, and then heavy rain poured down.

Song Yunge could not get out of the scope of the heavy rain.

As soon as it rained heavily, the qi machine was suddenly pulled, and the invisible force grabbed him at once, and his body couldn't move.

"Get up!" he heard a break in his ears, as if in the bottom of his heart, and his body flew.

The object in front of him was rapidly retreating, and he fell to the surface of the sea on his back.

The sea was green and soft and elastic when he fell, and then he lay on his back on the sea, as if he were sliding on the ice.

The red glow in the sky was completely blocked by dark clouds, and the soybean-like raindrops kept falling and hitting him in the face.

Song Yunge smiled, what a sea-sky and sky-high chaos array, it was really amazingly powerful.

His strength seemed to be insignificant in front of this force, and he watched himself fly towards the center of everyone, flying towards Lu Zhicheng, who was holding a small golden palace.

"Song Yunge!" Lu Zhicheng stopped drinking again.

This sound was like a bronze bell and a big Lu, roaring in the ears.

He instantly felt an urge to say yes.

But the powerful psychic force reacted immediately, suppressed the impulse, and closed his mouth tightly.

"Song Yunge!" Lu Zhicheng stopped drinking again, his voice was louder, and the power to shock his heart was stronger.

Song Yunge still clenched his teeth, but he showed a reluctant look, as if he was about to lose his bearing.