Chapter 1467 The five holy kings, support them together!
Chapter 1467 The five holy kings, all support us!
Whoosh!
The moment the shout came out, a pitch-black finger like the Optimus Pillar suddenly appeared out of thin air, and without saying a word, stabbed the huge palm that fell from the sky!
Bang!
In an instant, the huge palm that looked astonishingly powerful actually collapsed on the spot like paper, with scarlet blood spilling down!
Kick, kick, kick!
In one breath, Holy King Moyun let out a muffled groan, and immediately stepped back uncontrollably for several steps before breathing heavily and barely able to stand still with a pale face.
His face was filled with deep gloom and anger, and his right hand was covered in blood, slowly dripping down.
Tsk!
After a breath, the space is torn apart!
A middle-aged man in black robes, as strong as a mountain, stepped out of the crack and stood opposite Balao.
He has short hair, a full beard, and a rough face full of excitement that cannot be concealed.
"Tai Tian, it is indeed you!"
When Ba Lao saw the middle-aged man in black robe, his eyes suddenly lit up and he grinned on the spot.
"Brother Xuan, after three thousand years of separation, when we meet again, my cultivation and strength have finally surpassed that of a freak like you back then!"
The middle-aged man in black robe laughed, and there was an affectionate hug between men with Balao.
"The bloodline descendant of the ancient giant clan, the Little Saint King Taitian, was the fifth saint in Central Continent three thousand years ago!"
After the middle-aged man in black robe appeared, a powerful saint immediately stood up and shouted out the identity of the middle-aged man in black robe.
"Tai Tian was the fifth sage back then. Now he is a king-level sect ranked among the top ten in terms of comprehensive strength. He is the master of the giant sect. Basically, all of his disciples are powerful body-refining warriors!"
Someone else stood up suddenly and spoke in a deep voice, with a hint of solemn tone evident in his words.
"Okay, Master's friend from back then is here!"
Chu Tian looked at Tai Tian, a middle-aged man in black robe, and suddenly smiled excitedly and breathed a sigh of relief.
However, although he breathed a sigh of relief, he still had not completely let go of the heart in his chest.
Although Ba Lao's old friend Taitian is the Little Saint King and is obviously stronger than the Holy King Moyun, behind the Holy King Moyun stands the behemoth of the Skyfall Demon Sect!
"Hmph! Taitian, what happened today is the overall will of our Skyfall Demon Sect. Could it be that your Giant Saint Sect wants to openly oppose our Skyfall Demon Sect?"
The light from the palm of Moyun Holy King flashed, and all injuries disappeared instantly, while he shouted angrily.
Although the Giant Saint Sect is ranked among the top ten in terms of comprehensive strength among many king-level forces, the Skyfall Demon Sect is an out-and-out Holy Land sect, and its strength completely crushes the Giant Saint Sect!
"Haha, little Moyun, do you think I'm the only one here today... Everyone, why don't you show up quickly!"
After Taitian heard this, he immediately smiled coldly, then turned his head and scanned the surrounding void, and shouted loudly.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
The moment the voice fell, space cracks appeared one after another above the square!
Immediately afterwards, four auras were released, and a majestic figure without concealment stepped out of the crack and stood on the square in an instant!
"Brother Xuan, I haven't seen you for three thousand years. You're welcome!"
"Brother Qingxuan, three thousand years have passed, and you not only don't look old, but you look younger!"
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After the four majestic figures landed on the square, they all smiled and greeted Balao with fists in their hands.
"The four of them, all...all are Holy Kings!"
A young saint at the scene glanced at the four people and was immediately stunned, trembling all over, and almost fell to the ground.
"Not only that! These four people, including Ba Qingxuan and Tai Tian, were all among the top ten saints in Central Continent three thousand years ago. At that time, they were considered masters among masters and geniuses among geniuses!"
An elderly saint with white hair commented in a deep voice with a dignified expression.
All of them were ranked among the top ten saints in Central Continent that year... Hiss!!!
When everyone at the scene heard this, they immediately took in a sharp breath, and the shock on their faces was too strong to be described in any words.
"Hey... Wei Qingzhi, why didn't he come?"
Ba Lao looked excited. After meeting the four people, he suddenly frowned and asked.
"Alas... Back then, the two of you fought fiercely for the title of the No. 1 Holy Lord in Central Continent. Later, it was said that when he tried to overcome the tribulation and become the king, he unfortunately fell under the tribulation!"
One person sighed and replied.
When Ba Lao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "What a pity! In the blink of an eye, three thousand years have passed, and I didn't expect that some of our old brothers have already left this world early!"
Whoosh!
After chatting for a few words, the few people turned their heads suddenly and looked at the Holy King Moyun who was not far away with an extremely ugly face. There was obvious disdain in his eyes.
"Little Moyun, I'll give you three breaths, get out of here quickly!"
"Little Moyun, if you don't get out as soon as possible within three breaths, I will take action and teach you a lesson for Brother Xuan!"
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The five holy kings stood beside Balao, looking at Holy King Moyun with disdain, and spoke angrily one after another.
"It's so awesome. It's really awesome. The five holy kings all support me!"
Chu Tian clenched his fists at this time, and his face was full of excitement.
For a moment, he suddenly remembered that when Balao was talking to him before, he once mentioned that the Shenlian Sect had obviously more friends than enemies in Central Continent!
At this time, he finally understood!
What is the strongest trump card?
This is the strongest trump card!
Back then, I made friends with a group of old brothers who were terrifyingly powerful!
"Damn it!"
Hearing the disdain of the five holy kings talking about Mo Yun's child, Mo Yun Holy King suddenly became so angry that his face turned livid, his whole body trembled, and his teeth were almost broken!
Many people at the scene shook their heads and sighed secretly after seeing the gloomy and ugly expression of Holy King Moyun.
Three thousand years ago, the old brothers around Ba Qingxuan were all famous super masters in Central Continent, but Holy King Moyun was unknown at that time and few people knew about him.
It's no wonder that these old brothers openly look down on the Holy King Moyun, calling him a Moyun kid, shouting like a thief!
Holy King Moyun was furious and clenched his teeth tightly. It was neither a matter of leaving nor a stay!
The Shenlian Sect now has five great saint kings all supporting it, and his backstage Skyfall Demon Sect has completely lost its deterrent effect.
Because among the five holy kings, there are also people from Holy Land families, and their background is no weaker than his!
Suddenly, he glanced at the people of the Shenlian Sect, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of something, and a sneer appeared on his face.
"Haha, according to the ancient tradition that has been passed down in the Central Continent's cultivation world, if you want to be recognized as a king-level force, there must be at least one holy king and one saint in the sect family!"
"In your Divine Refining Sect, you are the only one who is as powerful as the Holy King, but there is no Saint at all. I would like to ask, what qualifications does your Divine Refining Sect have to call itself a king-level force!"
After a breath, Holy King Moyun looked directly at Balao and sneered coldly.
"Who said there is no saint in our Shenlian Sect? I am the saint!"
As soon as Holy King Moyun finished speaking, a cold shout suddenly sounded.
Whoosh!
At the same time as the cold drink came out, a figure in white robes flashed forward and stood firmly opposite the Holy King of Demon Cloud in the blink of an eye.