The terrifying killing intent spread over this light platform like a tide, causing many top princes to slightly change their colors, and their eyes towards Wu Huang were full of jealousy.
Under the gaze of the many gazes, Wu Huang's eyes were sharp. He stared at Zhou Yuan and said coldly: "The most pitiful place about you is that you have things you are not qualified to have."
"Moreover, the sad thing is that you are still naive and think you can take it back again."
"Zhou Yuan..."
The corner of Wu Huang's mouth lifted up with contempt.
"This time, I will let you understand that the so-called sacred dragon luck, you are just a bearer, and I am its real master!"
"I will let you taste what is truly desperate!"
The majestic and domineering Genesis Qi erupted from Wu Huang's body like a storm at this time, and his voice sounded deep in everyone's ears.
Some gazes were also projected to Zhou Yuan at this time. Most of these gazes contained some sympathy. Although Zhou Yuan had reached the middle stage of the Heavenly Pass at this time, it was really inferior to Wu Huang. Too much.
In Wu Huang's awe-inspiring murderous gaze and many sympathetic gazes, Zhou Yuan's expression did not show the slightest wave. He gave a faint smile and said: "When I was still in the Qi Cultivation Realm, you had already expressed that. , But it’s a pity that you never did what you wanted..."
"and so... "
"Wu Huang, this time, you will still be disappointed."
The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and the killing intent was so strong that the air became a bit cold.
Boom!
And just as the killing intent between Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang was in the sight of each other, suddenly the holy tower behind the light platform made a low voice, and then many proud people quickly shifted their eyes away, only to see the huge tower. The door, also slowly opened at this time...
"The Holy Tower is on!"
Everyone's eyes are hot instantly, the greatest good fortune in the land of holy relics is in this holy tower, if you want to come here, it should be the so-called holy land.
The people on the light platform have all obtained a good fortune from the land of holy sites, but the good fortune is not worth mentioning compared with the present.
If it can be obtained, it will surely soar into the sky, surpassing everyone else.
Faced with this temptation, no one in the room can keep his heart still.
Maybe except Yaoyao...
She looked at the holy tower in her eyes, always like a secluded pool, without the slightest emotional ups and downs, even she frowned slightly, because she didn't know why, the holy tower in front of her gave her an indescribable feeling.
Faintly, she seemed to have seen somewhere...
However, when she savored it carefully, there was no result.
This feeling made her a little unhappy.
"Santa is open, fast forward!"
The tower gate opened, and there was a moment of silence on the light platform, and then a group of figures shot out fiercely, rushing towards the tower gate like a swarm.
Even Wu Huang and Ye Ming looked at each other. Without hesitation, the group quickly turned around and swept away.
"Let's go too." Zhou Yuan looked at Yaoyao and the others, said.
The group of people naturally had no objections, and they were even full of eagerness to try.
"go!"
Huh!
Origin Qi whistling, it was directly transformed into a few rays of light and shadow, and finally rushed into the holy tower with countless enviable gazes in the land of holy relics.
…
Outside the holy site.
Here, there are also many people gathered here, and they represent many forces on the vast continent, so they are all here waiting for the final result of the Holy Relic Land.
They know that this result is likely to change the pattern of power on the vast continent.
And in that mid-air, six majestic Origin Qi surged, and Origin Qi formed a cloud. On that cloud, six silhouettes sat cross-legged, exuding a sense of oppression, making the representatives of many forces here look awe.
That is the messenger of the Six Saints.
They always closed their eyes, like a rock, but today, their closed eyes suddenly moved and then slowly opened.
"The holy place in the holy site has appeared." The six people cast their eyes on the holy site. At this moment, they faintly felt that a strange wave appeared in the holy site.
"Holy land, has it really appeared..." The holy palace envoy named Zhao Pan narrowly squinted his eyes at the holy site, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
In that other direction, the barefooted uncle who had helped Zhou Yuan before also gently knocked his pipe and stared at the holy site, which was slightly complicated.
"Haha, I don't know who can get that great good fortune in the land of the holy relics this time?" Among the six messengers, some people laughed.
The white-faced Zhao Pan smiled faintly and said: "Wu Huang has great luck and excellent talents. He is the first person in the young generation on the vast continent. That good fortune is none other than him."
The barefooted uncle named Mu Wuji snorted and said: "Listen to this tone, it seems that your Holy Palace has booked him?"
Zhao Pan glanced at him and said, "Isn't it normal for Feng to live in Wutong? Wu Huang made the best choice."
"Indus? Hey." Mu Wuji sneered, with a deep chill in his voice, and said: "This holy site, do you people in the holy palace dare to enter?"
Zhao Pan said indifferently: "Mu Wuji, it seems that you Cang Xuanzong is still brooding about what happened back then."
"Your ancestor, disobeyed the holy order, attracted holy wrath, ended up like this, but he just took the blame."
"Hmph, if you have an opinion, even go to the Sacred Palace to discuss the reasoning... But, do you really think that your Cang Xuan Sect is still the first in Cang Xuan Heaven?"
Mu Wuji's hand suddenly gripped the cigarette stick, with killing intent pouring out of his eyes.
However, Zhao Pan still had a sneer on his face, and his whole body was full of vitality, as if forming a mighty blue cloud, whistling endlessly behind him, with a majestic momentum.
The atmosphere of the two of them was instantly tense.
The representatives of the various forces on the vast continent below also watched this scene in astonishment, obviously not understanding why these two envoys were so angry.
When the envoys of the other four cases saw this, they all spoke out to persuade them to make peace.
"There is no need to argue between the two. They have entered the Holy Land, and we can also use our means..."
Zhao Pan and Mu Wuji hummed coldly, and each recovered their majestic source qi.
"let's start."
The six messengers made seals on their hands, and suddenly a majestic Origin Qi burst out, directly rotating in the front, and finally gradually turned into a huge Origin Qi light mirror.
In the light mirror, the light condenses, and gradually a picture emerges.
Look carefully, in the picture, there are 38 figures who broke into the holy tower...
At this time, as the thirty-eight figures entered the sacred tower, a towering sacred mountain with no end in sight, with mystery and vastness, also appeared in the light mirror.
Outside the entire sacred site, representatives of the various forces were refreshed and cast their sights into the light mirror.
They knew that the battle that would take place here would definitely shake the entire vast continent.