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Chapter 422: Staying on the Line (Part 1)

A white rock staircase extends from the bottom of the Emoji Shenzhe into the ice-blue lake. The water surface is rippling and the waves are sparkling.

"I've seen Your Excellency Sun Ang." Yu Liancheng politely clasped his fists at Sun Ang, and then walked down first.

Sun Ang followed behind, and the Pope and others fell to the end.

This stone staircase extends to the bottom of the lake, where there is a platform made of white rocks, like a square underwater. Everyone is not affected when they are acting underwater. The Pope led everyone to stand aside and said with a smile: "Do you want to adapt to this environment?"

Sun Ang also smiled: "No need, just start."

The Pope nodded and said, "Okay, Yuliancheng are you ready? Start!"

Yu Liancheng recalled the "plan" discussed with the Pope before, and could not let Sun Ang lose too ugly, and he wanted to give some face to the strongest man in the human race. So he did not take the initiative to attack, but slowly took a set of steps and wandered around Sun Ang, as if he was looking for Sun Ang's weakness.

Sun Ang looked at Yu Liancheng in surprise, and then a trace of enlightenment flashed in his eyes and nodded with a smile.

In fact, when the Pope said this first test, Sun Ang knew what the Ming Cult was thinking. He originally thought that the Ming Cult's opponent would have attacked fiercely as soon as possible in order to defeat himself as soon as possible.

However, it seems that it may be because their status and strength are different today, and the Ming Cult's attitude towards itself is not as good as before. They are slow to attack, probably to save some face for themselves. Since this is the case, Sun Ang would not be able to give others face.

He also responded slowly like Yu Liancheng.

After wandering for a while, the two sides launched an attack in a tacit understanding. It seemed that they had been going back and forth and fought dozens of moves, but in fact there was no real collision.

Yu Liancheng muttered in his heart: Something is wrong. Your Excellency Sun Ang doesn’t seem to be suppressed. On the contrary, he is at ease. I have made several tentative attacks without even touching the corner of his clothes! What’s going on? This is the Holy Lake, why does this happen?

The pope and his group smiled calmly from the beginning, and gradually became strange-looking - they were at least the supreme powerhouses, and the Pope was even in the middle of the King's Landing level. After three moves, it was obvious that the direction of things was not what they had arranged before. Yu Liancheng gave in to Sun Ang, but Sun Ang was giving in to Yu Liancheng.

Many powerful people in the Ming Cult became embarrassed and could not understand how Sun Ang did it. Although he did not show the strength of the world-destroying level, there was no doubt that this was the world-destroying level quality. Dealing with Yuliancheng was like a cat playing with a mouse.

In fact, this description is not accurate. The perception between Yu Liancheng and Sun Ang is even greater, so it should be the difference between the golden-winged roc and the ants on the ground.

"Oh..." The Pope sighed and shook his head, and a shocking guess appeared in his heart: "Can you... Lord Sun Ang really crack the natural law of the Holy Lake?!"

Before climbing to Piaomiao Holy Palace, Sun Ang had been on the bow of the boat. The Pope and others could see that he was trying to crack the Ming Jue Law in the Holy Lake. But they all felt that Sun Ang was overestimating his abilities. Now it seems that Sun Ang has really succeeded!

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have broken the suppression and effect of the Holy Lake.

After thirty-six moves, Yu Liancheng was already exhausted and panting. He was the supreme, and even if he fought hundreds of moves, he would not be so tired. It was because the battle with Sun Ang was too "heart-wrenching".

After the first three moves, Yu Liancheng could already see that Sun Ang had not received suppression from the Holy Lake. He was shocked and of course became cautious, not understanding what Sun Ang wanted to do.

After seven moves, Yu Liancheng became even more confused. Because every time Sun Ang made a move, it seemed that there was no trace of the antelope hanging on his horns, but it always made him feel like he was guiding his martial arts!

If there is anyone in this world who can "instruct" the other party's martial arts in a battle with a supreme, then it must be Lord Sun Ang.

After the ninth move, Yu Liancheng was already sure that Your Excellency Sun Ang was indeed guiding him.

He was ecstatic and had already forgotten what he wanted. He didn't care about face, tasks, and holy teachings. He was immersed in this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The more he did this, the more he gained. Because every time Sun Ang made a move, it looked simple, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt it? Countless possibilities. The more he thought about it, the deeper he became. Often when he was still immersed in the previous move, Sun Ang’s next move had already come.

Even the Supreme One, it is very hard to think about the ultimate martial arts contained in these moves.

So he fought with Sun Ang while trying hard to think about it and gain insights from it.

After the thirty-six moves, he was so tired that he was panting, while Sun Ang smiled, as if a move of strolling in the garden came, Yu Liancheng was in pain and happiness.

When he reached the forty-nine moves, Sun Ang smiled at Yu Liancheng, and suddenly his palm swayed. Yu Liancheng stood up unsteadily and threw it to the ground with a pounce.

But Yu Liancheng fell to the ground and lost, but he was stunned. Just now, Sun Ang's palm made a huge lightning flash in Yu Liancheng's mind, as if he was about to grasp something, and that kind of thing was exactly what he lacked in breaking through to the domineering level!

Sun Ang stepped forward and pulled him up, chuckled softly, "Don't hurry, the time is not yet here."

Yu Liancheng suddenly realized that you were reminding himself that he had insufficient accumulation. He knelt respectfully and bowed deeply: "Thank you, yours!"

Sun Ang accepted his bow calmly and then said, "You are talented and wise. If you work hard to seize the opportunity, you will at least be the king in the future!"

"Yes, I will definitely work hard to live up to your expectations."

The Pope walked up with a wry smile, and said with sincerity: "The most powerful person in the human race, he is well-deserved!" He looked at the starry sky from the bottom of the water and sighed: "There are talents in the country and generations of new people to replace old people. Once upon a time, His Majesty the Immortal Emperor Yu Gu Long was already at the peak of the human race. Unexpectedly, even he dared not try easily, the Holy Lake law that he could not easily crack was solved in your hands. His Majesty the Immortal Emperor was far inferior to you when he was destroying the world level!

Your great ambitions are so great that I teach everyone that the situation is too small.”

Sun Ang waved his hand and said, "But at least, I felt the kindness of the Ming Cult." He said seriously: "The divine stones from the sky and the stars are moving abnormally. I think you will not be unaware of it. The seven realms of the Dark Sea are about to usher in a great disaster. We must fight for every moment and make arrangements in advance to ensure that our human race will not lose in the great disaster!"

The Pope nodded and said, "We have also felt your sincerity. Let's do this, I will make an exception and pray to Mingzun Crown immediately to see if the Crown Crown can respond to me."

"Okay." Sun Ang nodded and said in his heart: If He does not respond to you, he may be unable to protect himself in the starry sky, and he may be welcomed by the second fallen god.

Everyone walked up from the lake, and the Pope asked a Xiongba to rest with Sun Ang. He entered the secret realm and prayed to Mingzun to convey Sun Ang's meaning.

Sun Ang waited for two hours, and looked calm and actually worried.

It is a blessing for the ignorance of the Ming Cult, but Sun Ang is really worried that Ming Zun will have an accident. In that case, there will be only one true ancestor left in the starry sky. I am afraid that it will be difficult to support it alone, and the situation will be particularly unfavorable to the seven realms of the Dark Sea.

Fortunately, the Pope appeared at the door and smiled and said, "The Crown has responded to me. He asked you to communicate with the statue of Mingzun."

Sun Ang was overjoyed: "That's great!"

A faint milky white light was shrouded in the Ming Dynasty Palace. From the Pope to the Sect, all the supreme gods gathered outside the Ming Dynasty Palace. The white holy light was a sign of the arrival of the Ming Dynasty's divine thoughts, and all believers must protect the Dharma here.

However, the Ming Zun Crown made it clear that the one I wanted to see this time was Sun Ang, so even the Pope could only stay outside the hall.

Sun Ang tidyed up his clothes and walked into Mingyi Hall respectfully, and then he was surrounded by a pure white bright light. He could only see the magnificent statue of Mingzun in front of him.

There was a holy light flashing in the eyes of the statue, and the finishing touch made people feel that Mingzun's divine thoughts were attached to the statue.

Sun Ang stood in front of Mingzun statue and bowed respectfully. A regretful sigh rang in his ears: "The tragedy of the Dharma God, I am powerless to do anything about it, alas..."

To make a god admit that he is powerless, you can imagine how tragic the god battle was and how disparate the power balance was.

Sun Ang was silent for a moment and said, "I also know that you and the true ancestor's grandson have tried their best, but they are not as strong as the enemy of the entire starry sky."

Ming Zun asked, "Do you have any ideas when you come to find this god?"

"Mr., I'll make a presumptuous guess. You and the True Ancestor are in a difficult situation in the starry sky now, right?"

Ming Zun didn't respond for a while. The holy light flashed in his eyes on the statue, as if he was a little unhappy. Sun Ang bowed to the ground and said sincerely: "The Crown is from the seventh realm. You are the only gods who can trust at the seventh level. Although I am presumptuous, my sincerity can be seen!"

Ming Zun finally sighed and said, "Since you know the process of the god war, it is not surprising that you can guess the situation of the cash. Yes, the magic god's crown has fallen, and it will be the turn of this god and the true ancestor's crown."

"The Crown of the Dharma God is the most determined among the gods who stand on the side of the seven realms, so He is the first. The God of the Starry Sky will despise him forcibly and forcefully destroy him!"

Sun Ang's body shook, and a faint light of tears appeared in his eyes, because he remembered the first divine stone from heaven, the words the Dharma God said to him, and the divine tree he left behind.

Without these, the Dharma God might have been able to numb other gods with his own attitude in the starry sky. However, from the moment the divine tree grew, there was no room for change between him and the starry sky god.

He felt very hatred in his heart and said to Mingzun: "Mr. Can you tell me why the gods in the starry sky want to control the seven realms of the Dark Sea and refuse to let go?
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