Chapter 782

High above the white floating city.

Yin rurong stared at the two mysterious strong men in front of him, and his face was gloomy and uncertain.

The Lord of Tianmiao holy city said quickly:

"Don't panic, Lord!"

"They are at most four turn quasi saints in the hidden world. Their strength is OK, but you are the Lord of our Tianmiao holy land. You have holy soldiers. It's not easy to suppress them?"

The Lord of Tianmiao holy city whispered.

Hearing the speech, Yin rurong nodded his chin and thought it was true, so he looked at the real dragon ancient saint with a cold face.

"Dare to be presumptuous in Tianmiao holy city and seek death?"

Her voice was cold and resounded through the audience.

Everyone in Baifu city looked confused.

Wanton in Tianmiao holy city?

What do you mean by that?

Did these two mysterious people make trouble there?

The backing of Tianmiao holy city is Tianmiao holy land. If these two people dare to make trouble there, aren't they breaking ground on Taisui's head?

"We are a fair deal."

The ancient sage of the real dragon is not in a panic. He has real combat power in the holy land. How can he be afraid of sound like Rong?

He waved his hand and said casually:

"Little sister, if you have nothing to do, go quickly and don't disturb this holy GouLan to listen to the music."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was silent.

Dare to call Yin rurong "little sister", he is too brave!

Giggle! Giggle!

The voice was so angry that it kept grinding its teeth and made a creepy sharp sound.

On the ethereal peak.

Ye Feng took a sip of tea and ejected it on the spot.

"Lying trough!"

"Dare to call Yin rurong, little sister, the real dragon and the ancient holy cow!"

"Throughout the whole China, only his pseudo heavenly way at the holy land level dares to say so?"

"Next, there's a good play!"

Ye Feng wiped the tea at the corner of his mouth.

He consumed a wisp of the power of destiny, deduced what the ancient sage of the real dragon and the quasi saint of Xinghe did in Tianmiao holy city, and understood the causes and consequences.

"So it is."

Ye Feng was a little moved.

It turned out that the ancient sage of Zhenlong and the quasi saint of Xinghe were to stand out for the ethereal sect, so they deliberately cracked the city master's house of Tianmiao holy city, which was a good thing.

High in the air.

The voice was so angry that his face turned purple.

"You yellow lipped child, look for death!"

The voice is like a roar.

It's official business to crack the Lord's residence of Tianmiao holy city, but this sentence "little sister" has raised the matter to personal gratitude and resentment.

Yin Ru Rong doesn't leave any kindness.

As soon as she made a move, it was a huge palm print covering a hundred miles, covering the sky and the moon.

"Little sister, you are too weak."

With a wave of the real dragon's ancient saint's big sleeve, the palm print collapsed quickly.

"Hiss!"

Everyone took a breath.

"How is that possible?" Yin rurong's face changed greatly, but her angry blow was dismissed by understatement?

What exactly are these two people from?

People from all major forces also speculated one after another.

"Seems to have kicked the iron plate!" The leader of Tianmiao holy city breathed slowly and felt a little bad.

"Little sister, you can't beat Ben Sheng. Hurry home and play!"

The real dragon Gu Sheng waved his hand and looked calm.

Yin rurong was so angry that he almost broke his teeth.

"You die!"

She was completely angry.

Raised his hand and took out a light mass.

The majestic holy power broke out and swept millions of miles in an instant. Everyone sat on the ground like the end of the day.

This is the holy soldier!

"This man really sent out holy soldiers. Brother Zhenlong, I'll withdraw first." Xinghe quasi Saint quickly withdrew from the main battlefield.

Ethereal peak.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Yin rurong is intentional!"

"Dare to use holy soldiers over our Baifu city. If you are careless, tens of millions of city people below will be affected. She wants to take the opportunity to retaliate!"

Ye Feng's face was cold and ready to fight at any time.

If Yin rurong injures the people of Baifu city and the ethereal sect, even if he struggles with the immortal situation of Tianmiao holy land, he will beat the holy soldier of Yin rurong on the spot.

Even she is going to die!

"Holy soldier!"

"What a terrible threat!"

"It's almost as powerful as the fog saint and the holy emperor. It's really a wonderful holy land with deep heritage. Even these magic weapons can be handed over to non holy places at will."

The appearance of holy soldiers caused a sensation in all directions.

"Yin rurong, this is too reckless!" Yu luozhun of Wanhua Holy Land looked heavy.

He could see that Yin rurong was deliberately fighting over Baifu city and took the opportunity to intimidate the ethereal sect.

But this is dancing on a volcano!

Sooner or later, you'll be burned!

"Little sister, do you think you can suppress me with holy soldiers? It's too young! "

The real dragon Gu Sheng hugged his arm and laughed.

"Die!"

Once again, she was said to be a little sister in public. Yin rurong was so angry that her eyes were red.

This is not crying.

It's anger!

Boom!

The holy soldiers burst out terrible brilliance, like hundreds of millions of heavenly swords, and all of them cut off the ancient saints of the real dragon.

"Little sister, you can't!"

The ancient sage of the real dragon laughed again.

The next moment.

The majestic Shengwei broke out.

He turned into a long real dragon, spit out a breath of dragon breath, and eclipsed the world.

The paladin's lightsabers collapsed.

It's like the stars falling down, beautiful.

Bang!

The ancient sage of the real dragon stretched out his dragon claw and hit the flying sound like a capacity. He pinched the shining holy soldier, and the powerful holy power oppressed him, weakening his surface brilliance until it went out.

The holy soldier showed his true face.

This is a musical instrument.

A piccolo!

"Originally, this is the holy soldier of Tianmiao Holy Land!"

When they looked at the piccolo held by the ancient sage of the real dragon, their eyes almost stared out, and their faces were full of incredible color.

"Impossible!"

"In this world, how can there be a holy land we don't know, and it's still a holy land real dragon!"

Yin rurong was blown to the ground, smashed through a mountain, and then flew back into the air with a look of horror.

The real dragon in front of us is a real Holy Land!

The sound, such as Rong's words, caused a sensation in the world.

The strong from all sides observed the first battle over Baifu city through the heavenly eye, and then heard the roar like a volume, all turned pale.

"Little sister, do you think you can do whatever you want with holy soldiers?"

The ancient sage of the real dragon recovers the human form, and the holy power is mighty.

The piccolo in his hand kept shaking and playing ancient notes. The energy wave kept breaking out, but he still couldn't get rid of the Dragon claws of the real dragon and the ancient sage.

"I'll take this holy soldier first."

"When you know you're wrong, come back to Ben Sheng... Of course, if you can find me."

The true dragon ancient Saint clenched the piccolo and left with the Star River quasi saint.

"No!"

The sound is like a face, and the eyes are ready to crack.

Without holy soldiers, her Tao wounds will not be able to pass away. How can she become holy at that time?

For her, the holy soldier is the lifeblood!

She burst into a terrible momentum and rushed to the way for the ancient sage of the real dragon to leave.

"Hum, stubborn, get away!"

The ancient sage of the real dragon turned back and slapped Yin rurong into the depths of the earth. He was covered with sand and his hair was scattered.

Then.

The words of the ancient sage of the real dragon, as magnificent as the voice of heaven, sounded in yinrurong's mind.

"This is the end of offending the ethereal sect!"

As soon as the voice fell, the ancient sage of the real dragon and the quasi saint of the Xinghe tore the void and completely disappeared at the end of the sky.

"Ethereal... Ethereal sect!"

Deep in the earth, the voice was like Rong, and his eyes were full of incredible color.

Ethereal sect, holy?

What kind of force is this!

Yin rurong is almost crazy.