Chapter 742 Crisis is coming, the incarnation of terror (additional update)
The visitors are several women.
The leader was wearing a snow-white dress and carrying a snow-white sword on his back. He had a graceful figure, a veil on his face, and a beautiful face.
Clean, cool and moving.
As soon as she appeared, this woman immediately impressed people.
"so beautiful!"
"I swear, I will marry a little fairy from the Holy Land of Ice and Snow in the future."
The Piaomiao Sect disciples all looked straight.
Hearing this, several female disciples from the Ice and Snow Holy Land blushed and gave the bold disciples a blank look.
If other people said these words, they would definitely slash them with their swords, letting them know what the power of the Ice and Snow Swordswoman is.
But, these disciples are from the Piaomiao Sect!
With Ye Maple covering it, who dares to move?
"Master Ye, I am Yueyexue, the eldest disciple of Xue Yan, the new Holy Lord of the Ice and Snow Holy Land. I am responsible for receiving seniors and members of the noble sect."
Yueyexue's cultivation level is very high.
Although her bones are only a hundred years old, she is already a senior emperor at the third level of the Void-Breaking Realm. Looking at the entire Chinese continent, she can be regarded as an extremely talented person.
However, in front of Ye Feng, she did not dare to be arrogant or disrespectful at all.
"Please lead the way."
"Please Master Ye, come with me."
Yue Yexue and several female disciples walked on both sides of Ye Feng, surrounding him and bringing with them wisps of fragrance.
Ye Feng looked as usual.
However, out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the white skin on Yue Yexue's neck, and he actually felt like his mouth was dry.
"Charming body?!"
Ye Feng frowned slightly, not understanding why the holy land of ice and snow, which is known as pure ice and snow, would have such a physique.
Invisibly, the realm of heaven and earth enveloped his whole body, and he immediately returned to normal.
…
Ice and Snow Holy City Center.
A huge square.
This place is a hundred miles round and has countless seats. Let alone one hundred thousand people, even one million or ten million people will be no problem.
There is a high platform in the center of the square.
That is the place where Xue Yan conferred the title of Holy Lord.
There are VIP seats all around, surrounding the high platform.
"Please take a seat."
Yueyexue sent Ye Feng and others to the distinguished guests' table, allowing them to sit down and eat the fine wines presented by the maid.
All other seats were occupied.
"Hello, Master Ye!"
The Master was sitting not far away. When he saw Ye Feng, he quickly stood up and bowed.
"Master Ye, long time no see."
Yuluo Zhunsheng of the Wanhua Holy Land was also present.
It's not just him.
Wan Jianyi from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, Rhino Emperor from the Broken Sky Mountain Range, Wu Xuan from the Tyrant Forbidden Zone, Xiao Cangtian from the Cangqing Forbidden Zone and others also arrived at the scene.
Even the Lord of the Holy Sun City has arrived.
When everyone saw Ye Feng, they all stood up and saluted.
When people from all the major forces saw this scene, they were speechless and marveled at Ye Feng's connections.
"As expected of a god, almost all the big guys took the initiative to say hello to him."
"I'm so envious!"
"I also want to say hello to Master Ye, but I'm not qualified to sit in the front row. I can't even see Master Ye's face."
People from all major powers shed tears of envy.
Whoosh!
Yin Rurong showed up with hundreds of practitioners from Tianmiao Holy Land and sat at the distinguished guests' table on the other side.
However, she did not say hello to Ye Feng.
Everyone could see that there seemed to be a gap between Ye Feng and Yin Rurong, or in other words, there was a conflict.
Only a few people such as Yu Luo Zhunsheng, Master, Wu Xuan and others know what happened inside the main body of Thunder Palace.
But, they didn't say anything.
Naturally, this matter did not spread.
"Welcome all distinguished guests!"
Not long after, a cold voice fell from the sky. Everyone looked at the sound and saw dozens of graceful figures falling slowly.
The person leading the group was none other than Xue Yan.
Today, she put on a luxurious red dress and a phoenix hairpin on her head. She looked graceful and luxurious, like a proud red plum blossom, and she appeared on stage surrounded by dozens of fairies.
"What a nice view!"
This is the first time for countless people to see the true appearance of Xue Yan.
That snow-white face, flawless skin, and holy and cold temperament always arouse everyone's desire to conquer.
Ye Feng sat in his seat.
He frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.
It seems that danger is coming.
…
Hanging Mountain.
In an ancient hall.
After this period of hard work, the ultimate incarnation of the Holy Realm jointly created by Holy Emperor Lingwei and Holy Mist has been fully formed.
In the altar.
A tall man stood upright.
His appearance is somewhat similar to that of Mist Saint and Lingwei Saint Emperor. People who don't know it think he is their father!
The man's face was as sharp as a knife and an axe, with sharp edges and corners, and his eyes revealed a coldness.
His aura actually reached the holy realm!
"Finally finished."
Wusheng let go of his hand and almost collapsed.
Holy Emperor Lingwei narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "This is the true incarnation of the Holy Realm, but once it reaches the lower realm, it can only survive for three days."
Mist Saint said:
"He can burn his own power, at the cost of shortening his existence time, and exert a strength that is many times greater than his own. Not to mention three days, half a day is enough to obliterate Ye Feng."
"Don't the woman who is the Holy Lord of Tianmiao Holy Land have a holy weapon? If she helps, can this incarnation kill Ye Feng?"
Wu Sheng added.
"No problem." Holy Emperor Lingwei sneered, "The holy soldiers of Holy Master Yin Rurong of Tianmiao Holy Land are only at the saint level and cannot turn things around. What's more, she may not take action."
"In that case, send the incarnation to the lower world!"
Tear it apart!
The two teamed up to tear apart the void, took out a special ancient order to stabilize the space oppression, and forced the incarnation into the crack.
Holy City of Ice and Snow.
Millions of people also watched the canonization ceremony of the Holy Lord in the square.
The process is wonderful.
Xue Yan ascended to the position of Holy Lord, received the scepter that symbolized the position of Holy Lord from the incarnation of the previous Holy Lord in the Ice and Snow Holy Land, and officially became the Holy Lord of the Ice and Snow Holy Land.
Then, countless young female disciples danced swords.
Her graceful posture and light movements attracted countless cheers and made her eyes wide open.
"I can watch the fairies of the Holy Land of Ice and Snow dance swords once in my life. Even if I die, it's worth it."
Someone shouted.
However, no one contradicted him.
There is a saying that goes well.
To die under the peonies is to be a ghost.
In the eyes of most people at the scene, the female disciples of the Ice and Snow Holy Land are really unique. They have a graceful and graceful figure, a light body, a beautiful face, and a cool temperament that makes them even more attractive.
"Oh, really, is it worth dying? In that case, I will kill you all today."
In the sky.
Suddenly there was a bone-chilling voice.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky.
High in the sky, the wind is freezing.
A stalwart man clenched his fists, his face was cold, his hands drooped naturally, and his robes rustled.
Boom!
This person suddenly stepped down.
A terrifying aura instantly crushed the void and bombarded everyone. Many people immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground. Only a few people could withstand the pressure.
"Holy Realm?!"
Everyone looked at this man with horror in their eyes.
Rank 4 quasi-sages such as Yu Luo, Xue Yan, Yin Rurong, etc. all felt tremendous pressure on their bodies.
"Ye Feng, die!"
After seriously injuring a million people with one kick, this ultimate incarnation of the terrifying holy realm stared at Ye Feng, with eyes full of hatred.
"You look a lot like Mist Saint."
Ye Feng used the realm of heaven and earth to protect the disciples of the sect, and then rose into the sky to confront this incarnation in the air.
"You saw it!"
This incarnation stared at Ye Feng with a ferocious smile on his face.
He is the ultimate incarnation jointly created by Mist Saint and Lingwei Saint Emperor, and he can perfectly bring out the power of the two. However, for the sake of the lower world, he killed himself to avoid being targeted by Heaven's Cannian.
Therefore, this ultimate incarnation is still in the recovery stage.
He stared at Ye Feng and did not take action for a long time, just to delay time. After a while, his strength will return to its peak and he can perfectly display his holy realm combat power.