In fact, those who have reached the late supreme realm can span hundreds of meters with a single leap. In a sense, they can barely be regarded as flying in the air!
Flying in the air is actually just a general concept. There is no unified rule on how long it takes to leave the ground or how far it flies to be considered flying in the air!
It counts hundreds of meters, it counts thousands of kilometers, it’s just that the distance is different!
"Brother Ling Hao, how are you?"
At the same time, Xuan Chenxi asked, and everyone in Lu Yue also looked at Ling Hao with concern.
"I'm fine, don't worry!" Ling Hao shook his head.
"Brother, is that person from Tianshan Mountain?" Xuan Pang asked, pointing at the figure that came from the sky.
"No!" Ling Hao shook his head and responded: "I didn't notify anyone in Tianshan this time."
"Who could that be?" Xuan Chenxi said with a solemn face: "The true energy can take shape and fly in the air, which is at least half a step to the holy level!"
On the way to martial arts, the level above the Supreme Realm is the Holy Realm!
Like the Supreme, the Supreme Saint also ranges from the first level to the ninth level, with the first level being the weakest and the ninth level being the strongest.
Of course, there is still a hurdle between the Supreme and the Holy, and that is half-step to the Holy!
The two realms of the Holy and the Supreme are completely different concepts!
A truly powerful person in the Holy Realm is a peerless master in the true sense.
Especially in the late stage of the Holy Saint, it is no longer a myth to be able to escape from heaven to earth, turn rivers and oceans upside down, and cause landslides and earth-shattering in the blink of an eye.
Even if it is only half a step to the Holy Saint, it is definitely not comparable to the Supreme Realm.
For example, the old antique from the Fengyun Holy Sect just now has a cultivation level in the late ninth-grade supreme realm, but has not yet stepped into the threshold of the half-step to the supreme saint.
With just one move, he died in the hands of the Half-Step Saint. This is the difference!
"You...who are you? You actually killed the supreme elder of my sect..."
A protector elder from the Fengyun Holy Sect looked at the man and spoke tremblingly.
"Just an old immortal who lives impatiently!" The figure strolled over, pointing in the direction of Ling Hao as he walked.
"Now that I know that he took away the blood of my Xuanyuan tribe, this old immortal still wants to kill people. If I kill him, how can I trace this matter!"
"You...are you from the Xuanyuan clan?" The guardian elder trembled all over.
He knew very well the importance of the word Xuanyuan in a person's name and the shadow of a tree.
The overall strength is even higher than that of the Feng clan, and he is definitely a being that the Fengyun Holy Sect looks up to!
"What do you think?" As the figure spoke, he was already fifty or sixty meters away from Ling Hao.
He is in his fifties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a strong figure. There is no aura fluctuation around his body, but his whole person has a full aura and is not angry or intimidating.
"Are you Lingshuai, the Western King of Daxia? Are you from Tianshan?" The man named Xuanyuan Minghui looked at Ling Hao and said calmly.
"Any advice?" Ling Hao asked.
At this time, because he had calmed down his momentum, the dragon-shaped mark between his eyebrows had long since disappeared.
"Who did you get your bloodline from?"
Xuanyuan Minghui stared at Ling Hao with eyes like two sharp knives, with a commanding tone.
"Do I need to tell you?" Ling Hao glanced at the other party.
He knew that his mother was from the Xuanyuan family, and if we were talking about blood relationship alone, the person in front of him was probably his elder.
But since my mother married into the Murong family, she changed her surname.
Moreover, when he was a child, he rarely heard his mother mention the Xuanyuan family.
Obviously, there must be a special reason behind this.
Therefore, he would naturally not tell the other party about his life experience before he figured out the reason.
The Xuanyuan clan is so luxuriant that its direct and collateral clan members are estimated to number in the tens of thousands, so there must be constant internal fighting within the family.
"Huh?" After hearing Ling Hao's words, a cold breath spread from Xuanyuan Minghui's body.
