Chapter 390: Sect Turmoil

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"I have a life with an end, deep through the avenue, after 3,600 years, finally enter the holy Dengzhen, and coexist with heaven and earth," within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles in the Golden Sword Cave, a grand and infinite voice sounded. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)

An infinite aura came out from Yue Hua Peak, and then spread throughout the entire Golden Sword Cave Heaven, and then spread for more than a million miles.

The vicissitudes of life and the quaint voice sounded in the sky of the Southern Regions, like a god king sighing, and people couldn't help but kneel down.

Lin Yi, Zhao Xuanhuang, and many people in the sect all changed their faces and became extremely embarrassed.

No one thought that Huang Zhan would actually break through at this time and be promoted to the Supreme Saint King Realm as he wished.

The voice just now was Huang Zhan coming out of Yue Huafeng.

The mighty aura swept over a qiē, although there was no killing aura, but there was a suffocating pressure.

All the people in Yue Huafeng had already knelt down respectfully, all of them showing fanatical expressions, especially Huang Hu, whose face was ecstatic, and then a sneer flashed.

Now that his father has been promoted to the Saint King, who else in this sect dares to be his enemy?

Zhao Xuanhuang, Lin Yi, your end has come.

……

The Golden Sword Cave Tianhuang Zhan was promoted to the Saint King Realm, and spread in the Southern Regions with an extremely fast degree.

Now that the Origin Star, the Shattered Realm cultivators are not visible, and one Saint King is almost the strongest combat power, and this sect that has been inherited for more than 10,000 years now has two Saint Kings.

Such strength has terrified many big factions.

There are two holy kings in the sect, and the Golden Sword Cave Heaven has also been quickly promoted from a first-class sect to a first-class sect, which is no longer weaker than the Golden Crow Sect.

A few families were happy and a few were worried, and when Zhao Xuanhuang, Lin Yi and the others' faces changed suddenly, Luo Yao and some other peak masters had already rushed to Yue Huafeng to worship.

At the same time, several Supreme Elders came out of the customs and went to Yue Huafeng with a smile on their faces.

When a few Taishang elders who were close to Huang Zhan went to Yue Huafeng, several old men from Wanyan Fengdu also went to Jin Jianfeng.

Zhao Xuanhuang sat expressionlessly on the seat of the head of the sect, feeling the huge pressure in the air, and his face was grim.

At the beginning, he had asked the Second Ancestor of the Sword, and the Ancestor had clearly said that Huang Zhan was very likely to be promoted to the Saint King Realm, but it would be decades later.

Decades are enough time for him to set up a good situation, even if the other party becomes a holy king, it doesn't matter.

However, Huang Zhan advanced so quickly, which made his deployment completely useless, and in the face of absolute strength, any strategy was cheap.

Rumble!

At this time, a high-flying law phase soared from Yue Huafeng, the divine light swept for three thousand miles, and Huang Zhan Bai sat cross-legged in the void, like a fairy king.

A pressure that made the sages feel suffocated slowly swept out, and almost ninety percent of the disciples had already knelt down reverently and bowed in the direction of Yue Huafeng.

"Let's go, let's go meet Senior Brother Huang Zhan," Wan Yanfeng sighed and said to the old men behind him.

"Hey, I really didn't expect him to really take that step, and Shouyuan has nearly 10,000 more years," a one-armed old man carried a long sword, revealing a trace of sorrow.

Zhao Xuanhuang frowned slightly, suddenly sighed, and grinned at the corner of his mouth: "Uncle Huang will come with me to see Uncle Huang Zhan." ”

"Let's go, go and congratulate."

A group of sages flew out from Jin Jianfeng and also rushed towards Yue Hua Peak.

Sword light shuttled through the air, and almost all the second disciples, the lords of the peaks, and the Supreme Elder all went to congratulate Huang Zhan on his advancement to the Supreme Saint King Realm.

……

Taixuan Mountain.

Lin Yi and Bai Xuan stood on the top of the mountain, even if the heirloom saint soldiers were slowly running with the big array, they couldn't resist the terrifying pressure.

I am afraid that with a single blow from the Holy King, I can destroy the entire Taixuan Mountain, even if there are heirloom saint soldiers in the way, it is useless.

The two stood on the top of the mountain, both silent.

"Senior brother, this is a hurdle," Bai Xuan was silent for a long time before he whispered.

Lin Yi nodded, although they were strong and strong, they were really not enough to face a Saint King, even Bai Xuan was not an opponent.

"Senior brother, you take this first."

Lin Yi pondered for a moment, and handed the jasper eight-star bow to Bai Xuan.

Bai Xuan was stunned: "Senior brother, this is?" ”

Lin Yi squinted his eyes, two cold rays flashed away, and said calmly: "If Huang Zhan oppresses people with power, we would rather be broken than broken." ”

"Good!"

Bai Xuan smiled and said indifferently: "If I really have the opportunity to fight with a Saint King, I will have no regrets even if I die." ”

"Let's go, let's go and congratulate us, if we go to the party, leave a handle for Huang Hu," Lin Yi smiled slightly, without the slightest fear.

Before leaving, Lin Yi completely opened the Taixuan Mountain Mountain Protection Array, and at the same time let Diao Jingyi control the control authority of the large array.

After all, the Thunder Shadow Eagle is a demon saint, and at a critical time, it can use a huge amount of mana to wield ten percent of the power of the mountain protection array.

Inside the main hall.

Luo Feizhou, Baida and others had gloomy faces and heavy worries.

"Brother Luo, I've already thought about it, live and die with Taixuan Mountain." Baida smiled.

Luo Feizhou also smiled and said: "When Gongzi took the risk to save me, I had already made up my mind that I would only live for the Taixuan lineage in this life, and I would fight until the last moment to protect Gongzi's hard work." ”

"Hehe, cheers!"

Two wine glasses collide together.

……

"Wuyin Mountain wishes Huang Shibo to be promoted to the Holy King Realm, and I wish Shibo a long and immortal life."

"Xingfeng Yimai came to congratulate."

"Niu Luo Mountain's lineage congratulates Shi Bo on his promotion to the Holy King Realm, and I wish Shi Bo the monarch to land in the Southern Regions and shock for 100,000 years."

“……!”

The lords of the various peaks came to worship one after another, and behind them were the elite disciples of the various peaks, all kneeling in the void, and the momentum was huge.

"Xuanhuang congratulates the uncle!"

A steady voice came, and Zhao Xuanhuang came slowly with Wan Yanfeng and the others, their faces were very calm, and they didn't show the slightest worry.

"Hmm!"

The 10,000-foot tall Dharma Statue only nodded slightly, which was considered a response.

"Taixuan Yi Lin Yi, come to congratulate!"

Lin Yi and Bai Xuan flew over, and immediately attracted everyone's attention, either worried, or gloating, or showing pity.

The huge Fa Xiang looked at Senior Brother Lin Yi condescendingly, like a god, indifferent and unfathomable.

The surroundings were densely packed with disciples of the sect, except for the lords of the peaks and the Supreme Elder, the second-generation disciples were still kneeling and couldn't get up.

"Uncle Huang, your becoming a holy king is the greatest joy event for the sect for thousands of years, Xuanhuang should announce it to the world and let the sect masters of all factions come to meet you."

Zhao Xuanhuang smiled slightly, his body shook, and he became ten thousand zhang in size, and his body stood straight to the side, facing Huang Zhan from afar.

He is the supreme sect leader, except for the second ancestor of the sword, he will never look up to anyone, even Huang Zhan, who is the noble saint king.

"Xuanhuang's nephew has a heart," a divine light diffused from Huang Zhan's body, shining around, he raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Zhao Xuanhuang.

Rumble!

An incomparable spiritual power hit Zhao Xuanhuang's heart like a divine bell, his face remained unchanged, and he forcibly suppressed a mouthful of blood.