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Chapter 317 Six Saints of the Middle Realm

The entire Luxi County people are looking at Hua Sheng. There have been no saints who survived the Sixty-One Holy Tribulation in the Southern Barbarian Continent for thousands of years.

Once you become a saint, you can control the vitality of heaven and earth in a radius of more than two hundred miles, which is simply terrifying.

According to legend, if a true Heavenly Lord transcends the tribulation, after surviving the Sixty-One Holy Tribulation, he will be truly comparable to a mid-level saint, with the power of three hundred miles of heaven and earth added to him with every move he makes, and a single punch can blast an ordinary saint into rubbish.

"After all, you are not the Heavenly Saint. You are still a little bit inferior. Please hand over the master of your Qianbao Palace. Except for him, no one among you is my opponent."

Lu Hongtian put his hands behind his back and looked at Hua Yiran calmly.

Hua Yiran said nothing and only responded with a sword. In an instant, green light suddenly appeared in the sky and earth, and a green lotus flew out from the void. It turned into a green lotus sword energy and penetrated thousands of miles of void, completely covering Lu Hongtian.

An illusory lotus with a diameter of a hundred miles kept spinning in the air, covering the entire Luxi County.

Lu Hongtian's pupils tightened, and he suddenly felt a burst of danger, which made his whole body tense up, and he subconsciously prepared to avoid it.

However, the green lotus was too fast and covered him in a flash.

He only had time to throw the Holy Ring of Broken Mountain and turned it into a round shield of holy light, blocking it in front of him.

However, there was a clanking sound.

Hundreds of sword shadows transformed from the endless green lotus golden light, constantly bombarding the Broken Mountain Holy Ring.

I saw a wailing cry from the broken mountain holy ring. In an instant, the holy ring was filled with cracks and sword marks, and was riddled with holes. It seemed that it would be completely shattered in the next moment, and it flew out in an awkward manner.

The Qinglian Sword Qi remained unabated and continued to move forward.

Pfft.

Lu Hongtian's body froze, and hundreds of sword holes suddenly appeared all over his body, dripping with blood.

"You...what kind of sword is that..."

Lu Hongtian looked at Hua Yiran in disbelief, what kind of swordsmanship was that, what kind of sword was that! It actually split the mountain-breaking holy ring with holy weapon level into full of holes, almost destroying it. Even, almost destroyed his holy ring.

His body was completely destroyed, and even if he tried to avoid it, it would be too late.

A chill filled his heart, and he suddenly realized that Hua Yiran was more extraordinary than he thought.

All the saints looked at the broken mountain holy ring in the sky that was constantly rolling and wailing. The holy ring was riddled with holes, sword marks and cracks.

That is a sacred weapon!

Even if a mid-level saint wants to destroy a lower-level holy weapon, it would be extremely difficult.

At this moment, he was cut into such a miserable state by an ancient sword in just a few blows.

"It's just a magic weapon!" Hua Yiran said calmly.

The ancient Qinglian sword in his hand contains the traces of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, and its quality is no worse than the golden long stick.

Different from the golden long stick, the Ancient Qinglian Sword is more restrained and has a hidden edge, so even Lu Hongtian didn't pay attention to the Ancient Qinglian Sword in his hand at first.

Another magic weapon!

Everyone was shocked and secretly frightened. The word "magic weapon" seemed to have magical properties, and the weapons related to it were extremely weird.

Lu Hongtian's eyes were extremely serious, and he finally looked at Hua Yiran with a look of fear.

Even he did not dare to underestimate the strange magic weapon and the unpredictable swordsmanship. He had to admit that Hua Sheng already had power that could rival him.

"Lu Hongtian, Wanshu Tower is not a place for you to be arrogant, and you are not qualified to let the palace master personally take action." Zhang Qingrong rose into the sky and came to Lu Hongtian again, his burly body blocking the void like a door god.

The entire city of Luxi looked at the sky in shock. Although there were only two saints coming out of Qianbao Palace, they looked like thousands of troops.

There are probably not many people on the entire continent who can compete with the saints in the middle realm with their cultivation in the lower realm.

The two saints who came out of Qianbao Palace were able to do almost everything. The saints who came with them looked at the two of them with great fear.

Lu Hongtian looked at Hua Sheng and Stick Sheng coldly, with the holy light surging around his body. He saw that the sword hole in his body healed at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, and soon returned to its original state, with a strong aura radiating out again.

As a saint in the middle realm, no matter how defiant a saint in the lower realm is, it is impossible to kill him.

"I have to say that you two are very strong, which surprised me and impressed me with admiration."

Lu Hongtian looked deeply at Hua Sheng and Stick Sheng. He did not expect that this time he personally did not force the master of Qianbao Palace out, nor did he even get past the two of them.

He wasn't afraid of just one person, but two people were enough to suppress him, especially the so-called magic weapon, which was extremely weird and terrifying.

"But do you really think that our Tianyang Holy Kingdom only has this little foundation?" Lu Hongtian sneered, the light in his eyes getting colder and colder.

When Hua Sheng and Gun Sheng heard the words, they moved around slightly. They both sensed that several auras gradually emerged in the city. The auras were very strong and terrifying, no worse than Lu Hongtian, or even stronger.

"What are you waiting for? Come out, no one can swallow the wealth of Thousand Treasures Palace alone." Lu Hongtian suddenly looked into the depths of the city and said expressionlessly.

boom!

As Lu Hongtian's words fell, several extremely terrifying auras rose into the sky and swept across the city in an instant. It was as if six volcanoes suddenly erupted. The world-shattering power rumbled and rumbled, shaking the whole world.

"Saint! A saint in the middle realm!"

"Six! There are actually six more intermediate-level saints. How can there be so many intermediate-level saints staying in the city at this time!"



All the saints in the city looked at the depths of the barren city with horrified eyes. The six auras were so terrifying that any ordinary saint in the lower realm was thousands of miles away from them. Only the saints in the middle realm could

So terrifying.

However, it is impossible for the saints in the middle realm not to be able to get the Tianlan Token. Even if they really can't get the Tianlan Token, with the cultivation of the saints in the middle realm, they can still move around in the Tianlan Ruins for a month without being affected.

, there is no reason for them to stay in the city like ordinary saints.

Six middle-level saints, seven including Lu Hongtian, all walked out from the depths of the wild city. The heaven and earth trembled with every step they took, as if the six wild beasts were shaking the entire world.

The expressions of Hua Yiran and Zhang Qingrong were extremely solemn in an instant. They could suppress one middle-level saint, and they could barely contain the two middle-level saints. They might be able to resist for a while. But the seven middle-level saints... don't say that.

The two of them can't handle ten more.

On the mainland, there are the most lower-level saints, and some remote small countries may have lower-level saints sitting in their posts.

But saints in the middle realm are rare. They are the strongest among saints. Even in a huge holy country, the status of saints in the middle realm is extremely respected.

No one expected that there would be six middle-level saints hiding in the city, trying to attack Wanshu Tower, especially the auras of several people inside were more powerful than Lu Hongtian, and they were as vast and misty as the sea of ​​smoke.


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