Outside the holy tomb battlefield, the powerful forces stand in different directions. In the middle are those holy palace forces, waste towers and several top demon families in the demon domain. They are the top forces in the nine domains.
Chu Feng, Mo Lishang, Bai renhan, Yi Min and others stood at the forefront of their respective forces. In the past, they were all descendants of the nine regions, but now they are leaders and can fend off one side alone.
"You came early."
At this time, a cold voice came out from the distant void, making the vast crowd turn their eyes one after another, and they saw a path of immortal light diffuse, in which there were many figures standing in the immortal light, and the breath was incomparably strong.
When I saw these people coming, the faces of the powerful people suddenly sank, and their eyes looked very bad, just because these people came from Sanqing fairy palace.
Nowadays, the reputation of Sanqing fairy palace in the nine regions has plummeted, which is in sharp contrast to the Sanqing fairy palace in the past when Sanqing old man was in office. It seems to be two extremes. In the eyes of many people, Sanqing fairy palace is no longer among the sacred palaces.
However, after a few breaths, the people in Sanqing fairy palace fell on a void. The leader was a middle-aged man with strong breath. He was a third-order saint and the strongest of all the forces present.
Other forces sent people from the imperial realm, and the people from the holy realm hardly participated in this experience, because the possibility of obtaining opportunities is very small. Naturally, the reason why Sanqing fairy palace sent a third-class saint is not to seize opportunities, but to protect the younger generation.
After all, Sanqing fairy palace is now the enemy in the eyes of all forces. If there is no shelter from the strong, I'm afraid all forces will work together against it. No one can predict what will happen at that time.
"Get out of the way."
The middle-aged sage of Sanqing fairy palace looked at a force below and made a cold voice to directly let the people of that force get out of the way. How powerful it is.
"Everything must be first come, first served. We'll come here first." In the crowd of that power, a great emperor and strong man looked at the middle-aged and said, but obviously he had no confidence. After all, the other party was a saint, so it was easy to kill him.
Seeing this scene, the crowd of other forces around turned colder. They were as arrogant and domineering as ever. It was obviously later, but they wanted to seize the position of others. It was a naked bullying.
"The strong are respected. You don't deserve to stand here." The middle-aged said indifferently, as if he were just saying a simple word.
"You..." the man looked very ugly and angry, but he had nothing to do.
"Why, is Sanqing fairy palace going to dig its own grave?" At this time, a cold voice came out, and the crowd looked at the direction of sealing the heavenly palace. The speaker was Chu Feng.
"Chu Feng." The middle-aged looked at Chu Feng and his face changed slightly. It was obvious that Chu Feng made him feel a little afraid.
After all, he is the son of heaven, and he has great talent. In the future, he will step into a high-level holy land, and his achievements are far above him. He is a descendant he can't afford.
"This is between our Sanqing fairy palace and this force. The son of Chu should not meddle." The middle-aged said, although he was afraid of Chu Feng, he would not show it on the surface.
"Now that I see it, I'll take care of it today." Chu Feng spoke fiercely: "if you forcibly want to occupy that position, you can. If anyone from Sanqing fairy palace enters the battlefield of the holy tomb, as long as I see it, none of them will get the chance!"
"Well said!" After hearing Chu Feng's words, people of all forces couldn't help but praise him. They just felt happy. Now they can only use violence to control violence.
The sage of Sanqing fairy palace is arrogant. Chu Feng is more arrogant than him!
Outside the holy tomb battlefield, Chu Feng has no way to take the people of Sanqing fairy palace, but as long as he enters Sanqing fairy palace, how many people are his opponents under the holy land?
Don't be afraid of being targeted by chance.
The middle-aged stared at Chu Feng coldly. His eyes seemed to want to slap Chu Feng to death. However, he didn't dare to do so. Once he did, his end was definitely worse than death.
"Elder, why don't we go somewhere else." A man whispered to the middle-aged. He was a figure in the imperial realm. Obviously, he was shocked by Chu Feng's words and didn't want to delay their chance because of the elder's impulse.
"Go!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and looked very unhappy. Unexpectedly, one day he would be threatened by an imperial figure.
Then he took the strong men of Sanqing fairy palace away from here and landed in a remote corner, away from the center of the crowd, staying with some ordinary Temple level forces, which made them feel extremely ashamed.
Chu Feng looked at the fog forest ahead and said, "if you guessed correctly, there should be a test in it. If your talent is not strong enough, don't force yourself in, so as not to lose your life."
The crowd nodded in agreement, but they still hoped that they would have a chance to go in and at least have a look at what the holy tomb battlefield looked like.
"Go." Chu Feng took the lead in stepping forward and walked towards the fog forest ahead with the people who sealed the heavenly palace.
Mo Lishang turned around, looked at a group of imperial figures in the ice god palace, such as bingqin snow, and said, "you go too."
Mo Lishang has been inherited by the God Bing Tianzun in the eyes of the gods. Now he has entered the holy land. Naturally, he no longer needs to go to the battlefield of the divine tomb.
"Well, I took them in." Bing Qinxue nodded gently at Mo Lishang Zhen, and then left with the people in the cold ice temple.
In the direction of Luoyan fairy palace, Yan shuirou and Yan Qingyun also took a group of people to the misty forest. They saw a faint color of confusion on Yan Qingyun's face. Why didn't he come?
Great sun god thunder palace, xiangtian palace, sword god palace, Huoshen palace, waste tower, dragon family and other powerful forces have moved forward one after another. For a time, the space is extremely crowded. At a glance, there are all human shadows overlapping together, which is extremely spectacular.
The people of Sanqing fairy palace didn't go in until the last time. Obviously, they disdained to compete with ordinary forces.
In one direction of the crowd, three young people with outstanding temperament appeared there. It was Beize Tianpeng, Yang Yunhui and Qi Tianyu.
Among the three of them, only Qi Tianyu has been inherited in the eyes of the God of heaven, but neither Yang Yunhui nor Beize Tianpeng have got it. Now they finally have a chance.
"Go ahead. I wish you a chance." Qi Tianyu looked at them and said with a smile.
"May I borrow your kind words." Beize Tianpeng waved his hand with a smile. A bright sun flashed in Yang Yunhui's eyes and gave birth to a trace of expectation. This time, should they be able to inherit it?
Then they turned into streamers and shot away in the direction of the misty forest!