"Someone actually broke into the holy land?"
"who are they?"
"Where did they enter the Holy Land?"
"What did they do to the Holy Gate? Why can't the Holy Gate be opened?"
Questions arose from everyone's mind.
Anyone present here is a cultivator with strong cultivation. They have excellent eyesight and memory.
There are only a few hundred geniuses participating in the battle for the Son of God.
They were already familiar with all those faces, so they could naturally tell that those five people were not any of the ones who had participated in the previous fight for the Son of God!
The faces of the four mighty ones in the Holy Tower were as gloomy as water.
The Holy Tower is opened once every ten years, and there has never been any mistake in presiding over such a major event as the Battle of the Holy Sons. However, in the hands of the four of them, such a horrifying thing happened...
"Fan Zhilin, you, go and report to the Holy Tower."
Lin Qingge, the strongest among the four powerful men, gave the order with a cold face.
One of the powerful men was stunned for a moment, nodded, and immediately flew into the void.
at the same time.
In the holy land, the five uninvited guests seemed to be aware of the surveillance from everyone.
They all stopped.
The young man in black with a pale and gloomy face even showed an evil and wanton sneer in the direction of the light curtain. He opened his pale lips and said word by word: "The position of the Holy Son of Xuantian Continent, we accept it with a smile!"
He spoke very slowly. Even though the crowd couldn't hear any sound through the light curtain, and even though they didn't understand lip reading, they could still roughly understand what he said, and their faces changed immediately.
At the same time, indescribable anger and frustration flowed in my heart...
However…
Before anyone could even yell...
laugh-
After a piercing sound, the light curtain completely collapsed...
at the same time!
"puff-"
Lin Qingge, the strongest of the four people sent out by the Holy Tower this time, vomited blood and his face was pale, as if he was seriously injured!
"!" There was a moment of silence outside the Santa Tower.
Everyone looked at the blood on Lin Qingge's lips, feeling somewhat dazed and more than a little bit unable to accept it!
"Lin Qingge was the leader in the Saint Son Competition ten years ago!"
"He was a genius back then. After ten years of training in the Holy Pagoda, he is now even more unfathomable... How could he be injured?"
"Is it because of the light curtain?"
"Who is that person? Where is he? What means did he use? He was able to hurt Lin Qingge without even showing up!"
Everyone was panic-stricken and very uneasy.
The direction of this battle for the Son of God was different from what they had imagined, and such an incredible thing happened.
"Why would they say that they have gladly accepted the title of Holy Son of Xuantian Continent? Would the proud people of our continent specifically emphasize the title of Holy Son of our continent?"
Some people just can't figure it out.
However, some strong people from first-rate forces, or first-rate peak forces, know more.
The Tianshan Sword Sect leader had an unpleasant look on his face, frowning, and whispered, "Those people may not be from Xuantian Continent!"
Xia Suyi was not surprised at all: "I don't know which continent these people are from. They are so presumptuous that they reach into our Xuantian Continent at this time."
A sharp sword light flashed across the eyes of the Tianshan Sword Sect's leader: "Which continent? Needless to say, it is naturally the Shengxuan Continent that is closest to us and has always been ambitious!"
At this point, he revealed some worry in his voice: "The Holy Xuan Continent is the most likely to succeed recently... But, the Holy Xuan Continent is much stronger than our Xuantian Continent, and the younger generation is the same, I'm afraid..."
That’s all for today, good night everyone.
(End of this chapter)