An elder from the Spiritual Fantasy Holy Land let out a thunderous cold snort that radiated out.
There were many strong people present, and their cultivation levels were not weak, but when they suddenly heard this cold snort, blood started to bleed from the corners of their mouths, and their faces turned pale. They were obviously seriously injured.
"You!" The powerful men were furious. They were just watching, but they were attacked by the Spiritual Fantasy Holy Land.
"You are a group of grasshopper-like beings. The filthy smell you exude is suffocating. Are you qualified to talk nonsense about our Holy Lord's battle?" the Holy Land elder sneered.
He speaks in a very loud voice and his words are extremely domineering.
A strong man couldn't help but said: "We didn't say anything, we just talked about the battle situation."
As soon as this person finished speaking, he saw the eyes of the Holy Land elder suddenly light up. He raised his hand and a strong force shot out, knocking the strong man out forty or fifty meters, and drew a long line on the ground.
Long bloodstains.
"Nonsense! My Holy Lord is invincible in the world, who is Emperor Qin? The Holy Lord will definitely win, and even if you talk about it, it is a serious crime!" the Holy Land elders scolded.
The expressions of City Lord Li and others changed suddenly, Linghuan Holy Land was now completely disgraced and had no face for them at all.
The way these people in the Holy Land look at them is like the true immortals in heaven looking at the mortals on earth.
The difference between cloud and mud is like a chasm in the sky.
"Hmph!" City Lord Li and other powerful men looked gloomy, but they had no choice but to endure it.
After all, this is the territory of the Holy Land of Spiritual Illusion. The opponent has many masters, but they are just a piece of loose sand, and they are no match for the opponent at all.
Suddenly, everyone felt a tyrannical pressure coming down on them.
The sky was suddenly covered by the bright sunshine, which was so bright that it dispersed all the darkness visible to the naked eye. Above the sky, there were two bright beams of light, reaching straight into the sky, and the breath was surging.
"What a strong pressure!" Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air.
Those who can stand here are considered to be powerful men in the Ninth Realm, but after facing these two beams of luck, they all felt weak and a sense of despair rose up.
"A battle of this level is far beyond our ability to intervene." Such an idea flashed through everyone's hearts at the same time.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, Lu Yu and Holy Lord Linghuan stood in the air, both of them exuding terrifying auras.
"I have practiced hard for three hundred years, and have a long lifespan and vast immortal power. Let alone a rising star like you, even many ancient gods are no match for me. If you dare to stand in front of me today, you are simply asking for your own death."
The voice of the Spiritual Holy Lord came from Lang Lang, and the sound was vast.
Suddenly, there was a sound of waving flags and shouts from the Holy Mountain, all coming to support Holy Lord Linghuan.
"Oh, since you are so strong, then I should be a little more serious."
Lu Yu sneered, and took a step forward. Qi and blood surged all over his body. The terrifying Qi and blood turned into a bloody dragon entrenched in front of him. From time to time, he let out vast dragon roars, the sound was earth-shattering, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.
He punched out, and the terrifying punch force directly hit the Holy Lord of Spiritual Fantasy.
The ferocious smile on the face of Holy Master Linghuan was still frozen on his face, and the next moment his fists came out, crushing his body to pieces.
Boom!
Suddenly, the flesh and blood of Holy Lord Linghuan flew across the sky and turned into fragments all over the sky.
In the blood mist that filled the sky, the voice of Holy Spiritual Fantasy Lord filled with shock and anger could be heard: "Ah - bastard!"