the first emperor

Chapter 317 Six middle-level saints

All the people in Luxi County looked at Hua Sheng. It has been thousands of years in the Nanman Continent that no saint who has passed the June [-]st Tribulation has been heard of.

Once he becomes a saint, he can control the vitality of the world with a radius of more than 200 miles, which is simply terrifying.

According to the legend, if it is the real Tianzun who crosses the tribulation, after passing through the June [-]st Tribulation, he can truly be compared to a middle-level saint, with three hundred miles of heaven and earth power added to his body, and a single punch can blast ordinary saints into scum.

"After all, you are not Tianzun Shengsheng. You have always been so bad. Hand over the master of your Qianbao Palace. Except for him, none of you is my opponent."

With his hands behind his back, Lu Hongtian looked at Hua Yiran indifferently.

Hua didn't say a word, but responded with a sword.In an instant, the blue light of heaven and earth suddenly appeared, and a green lotus flew out from the void, turning into green lotus sword energy, piercing through the void for thousands of miles, completely covering Lu Hongtian.

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

Lu Hongtian's pupils constricted, and he suddenly felt a rush of danger, which made his whole body tense, and he subconsciously prepared to dodge.

However, Qinglian was too fast, covering him in a flash.

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

However, there was a crisp clanging sound.

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

I saw a wail from the Holy Ring of Broken Mountain, and in an instant the holy ring was full of cracks and sword marks, full of holes, as if it would be completely shattered in the next moment, and flew out in embarrassment.

Qinglian's sword energy continued to move forward unabated.

puff.

Lu Hongtian's body froze, and hundreds of thousands 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 sword technique is that, what kind of precious sword is that!It was so full of holes that the holy ring of breaking the mountain at the level of the holy weapon was almost destroyed.Even, his holy body was almost destroyed, even if he wanted to avoid it, it was too late.

A chill came to his heart, and he suddenly realized that Hua Yiran was more difficult than he imagined.

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

That's a holy artifact!

Even if a middle-level saint wanted to destroy a lower-level holy artifact, it would be extremely difficult.

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

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

The Qinglian ancient sword in his hand contains the Dao mark of 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 more hidden, so even Lu Hongtian didn't pay attention to the ancient Qinglian sword in his hand at first.

Another magic weapon!

Everyone's heart was shocked, and they were secretly shocked.The word magic weapon seems to have a magical quality, and the weapons related to it are extremely strange.

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

Even he dare not underestimate the weird magic weapon and the unpredictable swordsmanship.I have to admit that Hua Sheng already has the power to rival him.

"Lv Hongtian, the Wanshu Building is not a place where you can be arrogant, and you are not qualified to let the Palace Master take action in person." Zhang Qingrong soared into the sky, and once again came in front of Lu Hongtian, his burly body blocked in the void like a door god.

All the people in Luxi County looked at the sky in astonishment. Although only two saints came out of Qianbao Palace, they were like thousands of troops.

Few people in the entire continent can match the middle-level saints with their low-level cultivation base.

The two saints who came out of Qianbao Palace can almost do it, and the saints who came with them looked at them with great fear.

Lu Hongtian looked at Hua Sheng and Stick Saint coldly, the holy light surged from his body, and saw that the sword hole on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to its original state, and the strong aura radiated again.

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

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

Lu Hongtian looked deeply at Hua Sheng and Stick Saint, he did not expect that this time he personally did not force the Lord of Qianbao Palace out, and he did not even break through the barrier of the two.

He is not afraid of one person alone, but two people are enough to suppress him, especially the so-called magic weapon is extremely weird and terrifying.

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

Hua Sheng and Stick Sheng heard the words and moved around slightly. Both of them sensed that there were several auras gradually emerging in the city. The aura was very strong and terrifying, no worse than Lu Hongtian, or even stronger.

"What are you waiting for, come out, no family can swallow the wealth of Qianbao 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 shot up into the sky, sweeping across the whole city in an instant, as if six volcanoes erupted suddenly, and the world-shocking power rumbled and rumbled, shaking the sky and the earth trembling for a while.

"Saint! A saint in the middle realm!"

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

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All the saints in the city looked at the depths of the wild city in horror. The six auras were too terrifying. Compared with any ordinary saint of the lower level, they were far behind by thousands of miles. Only saints of the middle level could so scary.

However, it is impossible for the middle-level saints not to be able to obtain the Tianlan Token. Even if they really cannot get the Tianlan Token, with the cultivation base of the middle-level saints, they can still operate in the Tianlan Ruins for a month without being affected , they have no reason to stay in the city like those ordinary saints.

The six middle-level saints, together with Lu Hongtian, are seven. At this time, they all walked out from the depths of the wild city, and the world trembled every time they took a step, as if six prehistoric monsters were shaking the whole world.

Hua Yiran and Zhang Qingrong's expressions became extremely solemn in an instant. A middle-level saint, they can suppress them, and two middle-level saints, they can barely restrain them, and they may be able to resist for a while.But the seven middle-level saints... don't mention the two of them, ten more can't handle it.

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

But middle-level saints are rare, they are the strongest among saints, even in a huge holy country.The status of middle-level saints is extremely respected.

No one expected that there would be six mid-level saints hiding in the city, trying to attack the Wanshu Tower, especially the aura of a few people inside was stronger than Lu Hongtian, and the vastness was as misty as a sea of ​​smoke.

(End of this chapter)