Fantasy: Start to Create the Heavenly Secret Pavilion

Chapter 87

The white jade car wheel is as high as tens of meters, like a hill, hovering in the void.

In the chariot, the curtains fluttered.

The two rows of women in white clothes took the lead to step out, as many as twelve stood side by side in the void.

“What a pomp!”

Someone pouted.

But more people are excited.

“Is Son Yuheng going to show up?”

Someone guessed.

The next moment.

A man with abundance of gods like jade, carrying his hands on his back, walked out of the car wheel step by step. Every step he fell, he was a hundred meters away, his toes tapped into the void, and the avenue of Lotus flowers bloomed.

With this hand alone, people frowned.

seem.

This son of Yuheng is really not weak.

Such a person has never set foot on the list of arrogances, which is a bit unreasonable.

“Today’s battle is probably a tough battle.”

A Tianjiao said solemnly.

Right now the two parties have not done anything yet, but the aura from Yuheng Saint Child is obviously the pinnacle of the reborn state, at the same level as Ye Chen.

There is a big power behind both.

Cultivation resources will not be scarce, and such people will fight each other, and within a few days, it will be impossible to distinguish victory or defeat.

“Ah!”

A man with a magnificent head and a dull face, surrounded by energy and blood, he said loudly: “Today, the son of Yuheng will win!”

“Although Ye Chen has an emperor behind him, his own strength is nothing but Er.”

This person is also a Tianjiao, but he has never set foot on the Tianjiao list.

Naturally, for the people on the Tianjiao list, I can’t see it. Today Shengzi Yuheng represents all of them and fights the second person on the Tianjiao list. They must stand on the side of Shengzi Yuheng.

“You can’t even step on the ranks of Tianjiao, and you deserve to compete with Brother Ye?”

There was disdain nearby.

This person is Xu You who is ranked 97th in the Tianjiao Ranking. Even though he is at the back of the crane, he still does not allow others to desecrate the Tianjiao Ranking.

Everyone is the arrogant of the same generation, and no one knows who is strong and who is weak without doing it, but today is different.

There are so many human talents, I am ranked 97th, and where do you rank?

No ranking?

Sorry, we are not at the same level.

……

“The Tianjiao ranking was born, and the son of Yuheng took the lead to challenge the authority of the Tianji Tower. It seems that there are indeed two brushes. These strengths are among the same generation, which can be regarded as leaders!”

A Holy Lord-level figure said softly.

“Yuheng Sacred Land has not fallen for millions of years. How can the holy son they cultivated wait for a while?”

The person next to him nodded.

“Perhaps it is the host of Tianji, maybe even if you missed the son of Yuheng,” someone hesitated.

“I can’t do this. I have heard of the name of Tianji Tower. It is said that Ren Qingtu and Yang Qiu became saints, and they were both pointed by Tianji Lou’s owner. How can these characters miss someone?”

Someone voiced different opinions.

“You don’t need to argue, the two Tianjiao, we have to do it!”

A Holy Lord spoke.

He fell silent.

Countless people looked towards the court very tacitly.

Shengzi Yuheng is personable, with a folding fan in his hand swaying lightly, and his hair fluttering, falling on the white jade stage like an immortal, he cupped hands slightly and said:

“Brother Ye, it’s been a long time!”

“war!”

Ye Chen opened his eyes, and thousands of symbols loomed in his pupils. He slowly stood up, and the surging Blood Qi swept across all directions, as if it turned into a king sun, flooding the world.

“Zheng!”

There was a clank.

The blood-colored spear turned into an arc of light, falling into Ye Chen’s hands like lightning, cutting the void with a sharp aura.

Ye Chen didn’t have any nonsense, he had to do it when he came up.

“Um?”

Shengzi Yuheng frowned slightly, a little unhappy in his heart.

As the son of Yuheng, he took the initiative to say hello, so Ye Chen didn’t care about it, and he was going to start a war.

It is inevitable that he would not put himself in his eyes.

“Then fight!”

The folding fan in the hands of Shengzi Yuheng was a little bit empty, and turned into a long sword with flashing light, the whole body was crystal clear, and the moment it appeared, it exuded a biting chill. 0

Seeing this long sword, many people looked serious.

Obviously.

The Son of Yuheng also came prepared!

The weapon in his hand is also a level change!

“Chang!”

Shengzi Yuheng held the sword, swallowed with divine light, swiped a sword, the blade cut open the void, several Sword Ray intertwined, and slashed towards Ye Chen.

He took the lead!

Sword Ray is like a rainbow, like a line of horses, and it seems that the Tianhe is hanging upside down, endless. This kind of offensive, even if it is a person in the sky, can’t help but frown.

The strength of the son of Yuheng is still above their expectations!

“That’s it?”

Clinker.

Ye Chen opened his mouth with a long roar, and the mountains and rivers moved. If it were not for the jade platform, a formation would rise, and many people would be shattered.

“Boom!”

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Ye Chen stepped on suddenly, and the spear in his hand burst into blood, like a sea of ​​corpse mountains and blood, spreading, a spear fell, and the world was turned upside down!

This spear covers the world and casts a red halo over everything.

Many people, even across the formation, have a feeling of breathlessness.

too frightening!

It is not like the strength that the younger generation can display!

3.3　　”Boom!”

The spear and Sword Ray collided with each other, everything was wiped out, and the true essence of riots was everywhere, blocking everything and making people unable to see the scene.

Bang!

There was another loud noise.

Many people, with a move in their hearts, saw a touch of mournful blood blooming in the field.

Blood?

Whose blood?

Ye Chen is still the son of Yuheng?

Could it be that the two of them can tell the winner so quickly?

“Boom!”

A Daoist shadow rushed out, half of his body was stained with blood, and he was holding a long sword in his hand. There were many cracks in his body, and he suffered unimaginable trauma.

“Yes… Son of Yuheng!”

Someone lost his voice. .