What was even more shocking was Yan Guan and the others. With the cooperation of several peak martial emperors and the help of the Void Realm, in his opinion, no matter what Fu Qiankun's cultivation level was, he would be seriously injured even if he was not dead in one blow.
But now he collided with the black dragon mace blasted by Fu Qiankun, which actually tore the void formation apart instantly, and a terrifying force struck. The backlash caused his true energy to tumble, and he couldn't even
Unable to restrain his true energy from rolling, he groaned and retreated hastily.
"Want to leave?"
Fu Qiankun sneered, raised his hand and a shadow of his mace came down.
Buzz!
A huge space crack appeared in the void, quickly spreading towards Yan Guan.
A rune suddenly appeared in Yan Guan's hand. As soon as the rune came out, a terrifying aura emerged in the void, filled with the power of the Holy Realm. It suddenly blocked Fu Qiankun's attack, and this force
, rushed directly towards Fu Qiankun's body.
"Blood Soul Nourishing Technique!"
Fu Qiankun snorted coldly, and streams of blood light filled his body and gathered in his hands. The blood-black light on the black dragon mace immediately flashed and turned into a vortex, instantly defeating the power of the runes.
Bang!
This rune is ancient and I don’t know how long it has been passed down. It only left a little bit of holy power. It exploded immediately, but it also prevented Fu Qiankun from taking action. Yan Guan spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out in embarrassment.
, with great difficulty he managed to stabilize his body.
"Holy rune?"
Fu Qiankun frowned and said something, and then said coldly: "Is this your trump card?"
Holy runes?
Was that a holy rune just now?
Countless people in the square listened to Fu Qiankun's words in shock.
Yan Guan had actually cast a holy rune before. No wonder they all felt inexplicable fear as soon as the rune came out. But what shocked them even more was that Fu Qiankun actually blocked the attack of the holy rune. Could it be that
Has Fu Qiankun entered the holy realm?
hiss!
The sound of gasping for air suddenly came one after another.
A strong person in the Holy Realm is a myth in the Tianwu Continent. No one has achieved it for tens of thousands of years. Not only humans, but also the Blood Beast Clan. But now Fu Qiankun has broken through to the Holy Realm. This news is really exciting.
Already.
"You...you touched the threshold of the holy realm?"
Yan Guan looked at Fu Qiankun in horror and said in a trembling voice, with anger, unwillingness and fear in his eyes.
Over the years, he had been practicing hard just to surpass his master, but he didn't expect that when he actually fought, he realized that no matter how hard he tried, he was still no match for his master.
The master was just like before, standing firmly in front of him like a mountain, making him feel endless despair.
"It seems that you know a lot. Didn't Shangguan Xi'er tell you that I touched the threshold of the holy realm? Well, maybe she doesn't even know that my injury has recovered. Shangguan Xi'er imprisoned me for two hundred
Over the years, I will settle this account with Piaomiao Palace sooner or later."
Fu Qiankun said coldly, stepped forward, raised his hand and headed directly towards Yan Guan to capture him.
"boom!"
The terrifying palm prints were blurry, rumbling and crushing, and fell instantly. Fu Qiankun did not kill Yan Guan directly, but wanted to capture him. He didn't want Yan Guan to die so easily. He wanted to search for the opponent's soul to find out more about him.
, why Yan Guan betrayed him.
"Ancestor, save me!"
Yan Guan struggled fiercely, and at the critical moment, he suddenly roared, making everyone stunned.
Ancestor, who is that?
"Hmph, it's embarrassing. I, a disciple of the Yan family, have a waste like you. What use do you have?"
While everyone was confused, a terrifying aura suddenly rose up from the direction of the main hall of the Bloodline Holy Land in the Holy City. Boom, a terrifying blood light burst out, like lightning, and instantly hit Fu Qiankun's palm that fell.
What?
When this bloody light came, Fu Qiankun felt a powerful aura surge, and he was shocked. This bloody light actually had the power to threaten him.
"break!"
Fu Qiankun didn't bother to attack Yan Guan at the moment, his eyes shot out with divine light, he shouted coldly, and turned his palms violently.
boom!
The big hand of chaos collided with the bloody light, and there was an astonishing roar. In an instant, the void exploded, and a huge gap in space appeared. Fu Qiankun snorted, and took a slight step back under this force.
Yan Guan, on the other hand, was in a much more embarrassed state. Under the horrific explosion, he flew backwards, his body covered in blood and scarred.
It was the bloody light that protected him at the critical moment. Otherwise, this explosion alone would have been enough to seriously injure him or even kill him.
"Huh? A strong person in the semi-sacred realm?"
Qin Chen, who was sitting leisurely behind Qingwu Demon Emperor, suddenly stood up, his eyes shining with shock.
This force is very powerful. It has definitely exceeded the realm of the peak Martial Emperor and touched the threshold of the Holy Realm. When did there appear so many semi-Sacred Realm masters in Tianwu Continent?
"Fu Qiankun, as the president of Bloodline Holy Land, he has truly lived up to his reputation."
A cold voice sounded, and Fu Qiankun looked solemnly towards the main hall of the Bloodline Holy Land. There, with a flash of void, a figure stepped out, appeared on the square in an instant, and landed gently in front of Yan Guan.
This is an old man with an eagle-like gaze. His face is covered with scars, and he looks extremely ferocious and evil. His hands are as thin as eagle claws, but there are streaks of blood lingering on his body. This is the only thing that can only be achieved when the power of blood has been raised to the extreme.
Some phenomena.
"Ancestor."
Yan Guan looked at the visitor with excitement.
"Huh, what a waste."
The old man snorted coldly, glanced at him dissatisfied, then looked at Fu Qiankun, and said coldly: "It seems that the Holy Land of Bloodline has not declined. The former president is actually a strong man in the semi-sacred realm. It really makes me miserable.
think."
"Who is your Excellency?"
Fu Qiankun narrowed his eyes. The opponent was obviously a semi-sacred person. Of course, he was not afraid. But what shocked him was that an extremely strong bloodline power surged in the opponent's body. This kind of bloodline power could not be achieved by ordinary warriors.
It is impossible to have it. There is only one possibility, and that is that the other party is also a bloodline master, and a top bloodline master.
Almost everyone in the world has heard of the truly powerful bloodline master Fu Qiankun, unless they are some young and powerful bloodline masters.
But this old man, whom Yan Guan calls his ancestor, obviously belongs to the same older generation of strong men as him, and is even bigger than him, but he has never heard of it. How can he not be surprised?
There are veteran bloodline masters in the world that he doesn't know about?
How is this possible?
Regardless of whether the other party is an enemy or a friend, as the former number one person in the continent and the president of the Bloodline Holy Land, it is impossible for him not to know about the masters of bloodline masters in the world.
Because a real master can never be unknown.
"My surname is Yan!"
The old man stared at Fu Qiankun and said indifferently.
"Yan?" Fu Qiankun frowned. There seemed to be no powerful family named Yan on the mainland, let alone a family of blood masters.
The old man showed anger, and his eyes suddenly became ferocious: "Have you really forgotten? Hahaha, sad, sad, ancestor, now in this holy land of blood, I don't even know your name. You have a spirit in heaven.
, are you still watching?”
The old man's eyes darkened and he shouted: "I am a descendant of Yan Xiuwen!"