Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

Especially in front of the nine of them, there stood an old man with beard and hair wearing a black robe.

Just standing there, the old man attracted everyone's attention, and the divine light on his body even blocked the divine light of the other nine people.

The former owner of the Vulcan Palace, the number one person in the God Realm, Huo Xuantian who was a half-step god emperor ten thousand years ago!

"Huo Xuantian, the Taoist master of the Sun God Palace..."

"My God, the nine ancient orthodoxy, five masters, and four elders, all are supreme giants."

"How long has it been since there was such a grand event in the God Realm? I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see it today."

"Huo Xuantian, the man who is infinitely close to the God Emperor!"

Countless people looked up at the mountain, amazed again and again.

Chapter 2203 If there is no god emperor, who can fight!

These people in front of them, except for the Lord of the God King Hall who has not yet arrived, almost represent the most powerful force in the God Realm.

The combination of ten people is enough to wipe out the entire God Realm.

Especially Huo Xuantian, who has been in seclusion for thousands of years and has not made a move for ten thousand years, but he is well-deserved the number one person in the God Realm. No one dares to underestimate him, even the Lord of the God King Hall. The defeat of the world.

"Shenshang Mountain, I am afraid that after today, it will be worthy of its name!"

The old man of the Mo Sect looked solemn and said in a heavy tone: "Someone will definitely fall here today. Huo Xuantian was a half-step god emperor ten thousand years ago. Even if he is not a god emperor now, he is probably infinitely close to a god emperor."

Hearing this, the girl in the black skirt beside him paused and frowned slightly.

Boom!

I saw Laozi Xuanpao walking towards Shenshang Mountain as if strolling in the garden.

There was no sadness or joy, a voice without the slightest emotion, floating from above the sky: "I invite Saint Ye, come to the top of the mountain to fight!"

Countless gazes instantly converged on the figure sitting cross-legged on the huge boulder by the river of divine resentment.

Void, the nine powerhouses also looked at them coldly.

Ye Fan killed the god king one after another, all of them belonged to the orthodox lineage, they wished to smash Ye Fan to ashes, and then tortured his soul severely.

If Huo Xuantian hadn't threatened to attack, they might have been unable to hold back.

"Master."

By now, Meng Manyun's face was pale, and her beautiful eyes were filled with worry.

"Don't worry, as a teacher, you can suppress the God Realm with just one hand!"

Ye Fan smiled and rubbed her head.

As soon as you step out, blossoming golden lotuses of the Dao Dao will emerge under your feet.

Om!

Heaven and earth resonated, and a golden avenue spread out from Ye Fan's feet, soaring upwards, turning into a passage that penetrated the sky and the earth.

Ye Fan strolled on the Golden Avenue, and as he stepped and settled, dragons and phoenixes danced on the Golden Avenue, and golden lotuses bloomed all over the world.

The endless dao patterns are condensed, shining like stars across the sky.

When countless people saw this scene, their pupils shrank suddenly and their hearts trembled.

Even the peak powerhouses of the Nine Great God Kings frowned.

Although they didn't see Ye Fan making a move, their ability to make the heavens and the earth resonate with their gestures is enough to show that Ye Fan is far stronger than them.

"When did such a monster appear in the immortal way?"

"Looking at his appearance, he is only about fifty years old, and he is really sanctified."

"If there is no god emperor, how can we compete with saints?"

Several people had worried faces, and their voices revealed lack of confidence.

"No matter how strong he is, he is absolutely no match for Huo Xuantian." Someone said calmly.

"That's natural, Huo Xuantian has been in seclusion for thousands of years, I'm afraid he will become emperor soon." Someone mused.

At the foot of Shenshang Mountain, Huo Ji, Meng Manyun and others all looked up at the void with worried faces.

This is the battle of ten thousand years, and it is finally about to start.

Even though Ye Fan is already a saint, not many people think highly of him, even Meng Manyun can only pray that Ye Fan can live.

Without him, Ye Fan has only just become a saint after all.

In the eyes of everyone, his cultivation base is unstable, and he may fall at any time.

Rumble!

The top of Shenshang Mountain has a radius of [-] zhang. Ye Fan stepped on his feet and fell, still stepping on the Shentie Xianjin, making a clanging sound.

At this time, there was only a man in a black robe standing on the top of the mountain, with his back to Ye Fan.

He looked thin and his skin was wrinkled, but his aura was extremely vigorous, like a blazing fire, it would burn the world down if he stood there.

This person is none other than Huo Xuantian.