Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1462 Cut through the veil of fate!

A sneer appeared on the corner of Hei Yufeng's mouth.

No one can lift the veil of fate. Once the gears of fate are turned, it is difficult to turn back.

"Young Sage Suotian, what do you think?"

Hei Yuxiao's tone was very light, he was still sitting upright, overlooking Su Qinian in front of the arena on the eighth floor of Yunkong Que, even a saint could not undo the shackles of that person's fate.

In Hei Yuxiao's view, the previous exposure can only be said to be a coincidence of the successor of Suotian, coupled with the dual taboos of his time in charge and sealing the town, he barely noticed a trace of strangeness, and tore off a corner of the veil.

And now...

"Sage Suotian?"

"This person has broken through the realm and stood at the pinnacle of the holy realm!"

"A saint, so young, could it be that the Starry Sky Martial Arts Conference has captured a ray of supreme opportunity?"

……

Yun Kongque became noisy again, and many people showed shock. Such a young saint came from Suotian's lineage. What kind of meaning does this have, which is enough to make everyone think deeply.

In particular, some holy powerhouses communicated with each other through sound transmission, and gradually learned some recent terrible news. In the immeasurable sea of ​​stars, the holy blood stained on this hand far exceeded the number of hands, and even the fallen holy land There is more than one giant.

"I heard that all the powers of the younger generation gathered in the Sacred King Mountain Range of the Immeasurable Star Sea to imitate the stele and stand shoulder to shoulder with the emperors."

"Calculating the time, the news should be almost here."

"Since this one is standing on the pinnacle of the Holy Realm, he probably won't miss it..."

There was a holy conversation, with a look of surprise and uncertainty, guessing that the storm that was stirred up in the Holy King Mountains before the arena, for the younger generation of real powerhouses, it is impossible for the place that passes by to be as calm as water, only the wind and rain. hustle and bustle.

Su Qinian spoke.

"You are very calm and feel that no one can lift the veil of fate and show me what you want to show me."

"Young sage, everyone is watching, so sophistry is meaningless." Hei Yuxiao said lightly.

Yun Kongque gradually became silent.

Even the saints showed hesitation. There is no doubt that Su Qinian is strong enough to make them extremely afraid. A young overlord who can suppress the giants of the holy realm, even if the saint of Fuhai is present, after all It's long gone from its heyday, and under the ebb and flow, the saints don't think that if they really do something, they can stop a powerful saint.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were lingering on the figures in front of the arena, and some extremely powerful people had already begun to regret why they didn't leave just now, just to join in the fun.

The eight tribes of Yunkong Island, the gods, have already expressed their dissatisfaction. They looked at Su Qinian and had a great barter ceremony. It was just disturbed. Seeing is believing. If they didn’t see it with their own eyes, they don’t believe in the veil of fate. , Those who can be sanctified are those with firm will, at least for now, they have not noticed any clues.

Saint Fuhai didn't speak. The old saint seemed to have lost his staunch temper and became calm.

In front of the Purple Jade Terrace, Fushan Da Neng and other inspectors also had serious faces, and they specialized in martial arts. Although their cultivation was not comparable to that of the saints, they were all arrogant in the way of medicine and stones. No more proficient at it than they are.

Just as everyone was thinking about it, a ray of knife light rose from the sky.

It's hard for anyone to describe what kind of ray of light this is, but everyone has seen it. In front of the arena, the young figure in white robe raised one hand, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed across the air. Towards the purple jade platform where the spirit jade bottle is in full bloom.

Ok?
The silent eyes of the Fuhai Saint suddenly burst out a dazzling beam of light. This knife looked light and light, even a little breezy, but the faint illusory flame on the edge of the palm was like the eternal divine sun in the human world, which attracted him all at once. All his eyes and all his mind.

Light of life!

Even if the light of life is just a newborn and not strong enough, but the growth of sparks is enough to scorch the starry sky. This knife has no smoke, but in the sense of a peak saint like Fuhai Shengren, it is like a sky knife hanging from the top. Pores gave birth to trembling.

puff!
With a soft sound, on the purple jade platform, as the knife light fell, a thin layer of mist suddenly appeared in the void.

The smog is almost transparent, and looking through the smog to see the spirit jade bottles on the purple jade platform, it seems that they are separated from the endless sea of ​​stars and become less real.

What's more, the mist split, and in front of the seemingly faint but not strong knife light, it was like a thin piece of paper, split into two.

At this moment, a corner of the world.

On the wandering isolated island, in front of a few dilapidated thatched huts, on the rocks by the sea, an old man with white beard and hair lifted a green and yellow bamboo pole, and a section of crystal silkworm thread moved with the wind, and the lower half disappeared.

"interesting."

The old man smiled lightly. Although his beard and hair were all white, there were no wrinkles on his face, and the palms and backs were empty.

……

"impossible!"

On the eighth floor of Yunkong Que, Hei Yuxiao who was sitting upright at this moment changed color instantly, he got up suddenly, and for the first time a look of horror appeared on his stern face.

The veil of fate was cut off. No matter how you look at it, this is a bit outrageous. The power of fate belonging to that lord was actually forced out. Doesn't it mean that no one can see through it in the holy land?
Coupled with the previous changes, the veil of fate is even thicker, and it shouldn't be something that Su Qinian can shake at all.

boom!
At this moment, the strong smell of blood, accompanied by the sound of endless resentment, seemed to lose some kind of restraint, and exploded on the Luobao platform, and many medicine stones including Fushan Da Neng were overturned go out.

"What a heavy resentment!"

"It's not the dense blood that a great human body should have, this... this..."

Yun Kongque suddenly boiled, and everyone showed shock and anger. At this moment, on the Luobao platform, the black and red blood energy, accompanied by the illusory figures, were disillusioned in the scarlet blood, and the sad and incomplete soul thoughts were entangled. The bloody palms stretched forward, some were old and wrinkled, some were delicate and slender, some were strong and wide, and there were still tender, fleshy little hands like lotus roots...

"Kill...Kill!"

Standing with a gun, the tone of the killer with a white beard trembled a little. He is also a killer, but he is not a hard-hearted man. This scene deeply stimulated him. If he really got these human body pills, he would never feel at ease for the rest of his life. Only apologizing with death is not enough to make up for it.

"Hei Yuxiao!"

With a loud shout, the entire Yunkong Que shook violently, and various formations emerged, but they also collapsed in large areas, unable to withstand the murderous aura of a saint at all.

Saint Fuhai made a move. This old man who looked skinny and even a bit rickety now had a monstrous evil spirit gushing out of his body. The saint of Fujia who survived all battles in the past has returned.

(End of this chapter)