A sneer appeared at the corner of Kuro Yufeng's mouth.
No one can lift the veil of fate. Once the gears of fate turn, it will be difficult to turn back.
"Young Saint Locking Heaven, what do you think?"
Hei Yuxiao's tone was very calm. He was still sitting upright, overlooking Su Qinian in front of the arena on the eighth floor of Yunkong Tower. Even a saint could not untie the shackles of that person's fate.
From Hei Yuxiao's point of view, the previous exposure could only be said to be a coincidence of the Suotian successor. Coupled with the two taboos of his time in charge and the closure of the town, he barely noticed something strange and tore off a corner of the veil.
And now...
"The Heaven-locking Saint?"
"This person has actually broken through the realm and stood at the pinnacle of the holy realm!"
"A saint, so young, could it be that the Starry Sky Martial Arts Conference has seized a ray of supreme opportunity?"
…
Yunkong Palace became noisy again, and many people looked shocked. The significance of such a young saint coming from the Suotian lineage was enough to make everyone think deeply.
In particular, some holy powerful men communicated with each other and gradually learned some recent terrible news. In the boundless sea of stars, the holy blood stained on this person's hands far exceeded the number of hands, and even the fallen holy realm.
There is more than one giant.
"I heard that the younger generation of powerful people gathered in the Immeasurable Sea of Stars Holy King Mountain Range to imitate and carve a heavenly monument to stand shoulder to shoulder with the emperors."
"Calculating the time, the news should be arriving soon."
"Since this person stands at the top of the Holy Realm, he probably won't miss it..."
There was a sacred conversation, with a look of surprise and uncertainty, guessing that the storm caused by this person in the Holy King Mountains in front of the arena, for the younger generation of true strong men, the place they passed could not be as calm as water, only wind, rain and
Noisy.
Su Qinian spoke.
"You are very calm and think that no one can lift the veil of fate and show me what you want to show me."
"Young saint, in the eyes of everyone, sophistry is meaningless." Hei Yuxiao said lightly.
Yunkongque gradually became silent.
Even the saints showed hesitation. There was no doubt that Su Qinian was strong enough to make them extremely fearful. A young overlord who could kill the giants of the Holy Realm, even if the Fuhai Saint was present, after all,
It has long since lost its heyday, and the saints do not think that they can stop a powerful saint if they really take action.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were wandering around the figures in front of the arena. Some of the most powerful people had begun to regret why they didn't leave just now and just joined in the fun.
Among the eight tribes of Yunkong Island, some of the saints already showed dissatisfaction. They looked at Su Qinian. After a great bartering ceremony, they were disturbed like this. Seeing is believing. If they haven't seen it with their own eyes, they don't believe in the veil of fate.
, those who can become saints are those with a strong will. At least for now, they have not noticed any clues.
Saint Fuhai did not speak. At this time, the old saint seemed to have lost his fierce temper and became calm.
In front of the Purple Jade Platform, the faces of Fushan Dagong and other examiners were also solemn, and they were specialized in the arts. Although their cultivation was not as good as that of the saints, they were all arrogant in the way of medicine and stone. Even the saints could not compare with them.
No more proficient at this than they are.
Just when everyone was thinking about it, a ray of sword light rose up in the cloud sky.
It is difficult for anyone to describe what kind of ray of sword light this is, but everyone saw it. In front of the arena, the young figure in white robe raised one hand, turned his palm into a sword, and cut through the air.
Heading towards the purple jade platform holding the spiritual jade bottle.
Um?
Saint Fuhai's silent eyes suddenly burst out with a dazzling beam of light. The sword looked light and fluttery, even a little windy and light, but the faint virtual flame on the edge of the palm was like the eternal divine sun in the human world, which attracted people's attention.
All his eyes and thoughts.
The light of life!
Even if this light of life is just born and not powerful enough, the sparks grow and are enough to set ablaze in the starry sky. This sword does not have any smoke and fire, but to a peak saint like Fuhai Saint, it is like a sword hanging from the ceiling, every inch
There was a tremor in all the pores.
puff!
There was a soft sound, and as the light of the sword fell on the purple jade platform, a thin layer of mist suddenly appeared in the void.
The mist is almost transparent. Looking through the mist, the several spiritual jade bottles on the purple jade platform seem to be separated from the endless sea of stars and become no longer so real.
What's more important is that the mist split open, like a piece of thin paper, split into two in front of the light of the sword that looked faint and not intense.
At this moment, a corner of the boundary sea.
On the isolated island, in front of several dilapidated thatched houses and on the rocks by the sea, an old man with white hair and beard lifted a green and yellow bamboo pole, and a section of crystal silkworm thread moved with the wind, and the lower half suddenly disappeared.
"interesting."
The old man chuckled and said, although his beard and hair were all white, there was not a single wrinkle on his face. The palms and backs of his palms were empty. Not only were there no palm prints, there were not even a single pore.
…
"impossible!"
On the eighth floor of Yunkong Tower, Hei Yuxiao, who was sitting upright, suddenly changed color. He stood up in a hurry, and for the first time, a look of horror appeared on his stern face.
The veil of destiny has been cut open. This is a bit outrageous no matter how you look at it. The power of destiny belonging to that adult has been forced out. Doesn't it mean that no one can see through it in the holy realm?
Coupled with the previous changes, the veil of fate became even thicker and should not be shaken by Su Qinian.
boom!
At this moment, the strong smell of blood, accompanied by endless sounds of resentment, seemed to have lost some kind of restraint, and exploded on the Luobao platform, and many medicinal stones, including Fushan Dagong, were overturned at once.
go out.
"What a heavy resentment!"
"It's not the dense blood that the human body elixir should have, this... this..."
The cloud sky boiled, and everyone looked shocked and angry. At this moment, the black and red blood energy on the falling treasure platform, accompanied by the longing illusory figure, was disillusioned in the scarlet blood light. The sad and incomplete souls were entangled, and countless pairs of souls were entangled.
The bloody palms stretched forward, some were old and full of wrinkles, some were delicate and slender, some were strong and wide, and some were as tender as lotus roots and chubby little hands...
"Kill the evildoer...kill the evildoer!"
Standing with a gun, the gray-bearded Killer Saint's tone was trembling. He was also a killer, but he was not a stone-hearted man. This scene deeply stimulated him. If he really got these human elixirs, he would never feel at ease for the rest of his life.
The only way to apologize is to die, which is not enough to make up for the misfortune.
"Black Yuxiao!"
A loud shout caused the entire Yunkong Palace to shake violently. Various formations appeared, but they also collapsed in large areas, unable to withstand the killing energy of a saint.
Saint Fuhai took action. This old man who looked thin and even a little rickety was filled with overwhelming evil energy at this moment. Saint Fuhai, who had survived a hundred battles in the past, was back again.