Chapter 371 Jutian Sect Holy Master

"It's not good! This man is really going to enter the ruins of Qingdu!"

The two disciples of Jutianzong who were shocked and sprayed with blood by Ding Yang suddenly cracked when they saw the abnormal scene in the air. If they are really invaded by people of unknown origin into the ruins of Qingdu, I'm afraid that the two people guarding the ruins will be severely punished by Jutianzong.

"You must not let him invade the ruins. Now, you can only launch the last kill!"

The disciple of Jutianzong, who had the sword of Aoki Dingjiang, shouted, and the disciple who had the Xuanhuo Jutian wheel looked at each other, with a decisive look in his eyes.

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A round jade flew out of the arms of the disciple who had the Qingmu Dingjiang sword and suspended it in the air. The disciple with the mysterious fire gathering wheel raised his hand to play a spiritual power. The jade in the middle of the air, with a click, the jade suddenly turned into a smash, and a gorgeous light burst out in the powder.

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As soon as the jade was broken, the two monks of Judan made a huge roar at the same time. In the roar, the two desperately rushed to the position of the incineration shield of the Haoyang furnace. The two rays were like the Yangtze River, with all the strength of the two Judan mid-term monks, attacking the invisible enemy.

"Hum--" Ding Yang's figure had come to the hole incineration of the Haoyang furnace, and suddenly felt two magnificent breaths rushing behind him, and there was a disdainful cold hum in his nose.

His strength, coupled with the power of the wild sea of blood, has been able to defeat the two. What's more, he is still urging the treasure fire in the Haoyang furnace. He feels more full of power in his body, as if the power of the world has been concentrated on himself. For a while, he is an omnipotent god. There was a mysterious feeling in his heart, as if if there was a Yuanying monk standing in front of him now, he was not afraid at all.

This power does not come from the treasure fire produced in the Haoyang furnace, but from an indescribable mystery contained in the Haoyang furnace. If this mystery is really fully discovered by him one day in the future, it will definitely produce earth-shaking changes.

But now, the majesty of the Haoyang furnace is not something that can be provoked by the two mid-Judan monks. Just when the attack of the two disciples of Jutianzong came ten feet behind Dingyang, the Haoyang furnace suddenly buzzed and flew behind Ding Yang. A dark flame shot out of the hole in the furnace. Burned by the two lights of green and red.

Zizi - A creepy voice sounded in the air. As soon as the two blue and red rays met the dark flame, they suddenly began to crack violently, like a huge porcelain bottle being hit by a sledgehammer, and the cracking sound was endless.

Boom - In the loud sound, a large bright light suddenly rose in the air, like a dream. In the dreamlike light, two Jutian Sect monks screamed and sprayed blood again, and their bodies were like short-term kites thrown back.

Wo - Ding Yang's figure finally crossed this hole that burned out of thin air and entered another world. The hole that was burned by Haoyang's divine furnace returned to its original state at the moment when Ding Yang's body passed, it was like a dark hole that never appeared here. It's the same.

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A figure with a sense of terror suddenly appeared in the air out of thin air, poked out his hands, one hand, and grabbed the two Jutianzong monks who were rolling backwards in their hands and stood in the air, as if they were holding two chickens and ducklings.

"Ah - it's a strong master!"

In the distance, the Qing prince of the Jinfeng Dynasty suddenly exclaimed, and his voice was full of envy, fear, yearning, and a trace of longing.

This figure appeared in the distance, tall and burly, like a magnificent green pine, covered in a golden-red brocade robe, wearing a high crown, and his eyes were like two bright lights.

An indescribable breath lingered around his body, like substance. Even a few miles away, the masters of the Jinfeng Dynasty have already felt the breath of this figure, which is as deep as the sea, as thick as a mountain, and as deep as an abyss, which cannot be described in words at all.

The figure grabbed two usually high-ranking gods in his hand, as if he were holding two kittens and puppies, chickens and ducks. As soon as the figure moved, the surrounding air trembled violently, as if even the air was about to break.

With a glance, people a few miles away felt shuddering, like falling into a glacier. Except for Prince Qing and the gods of Murong, Nangong and the Qin family, all the other masters couldn't help trembling, and their minds buzzed. As soon as their knees bent, they were about to kneel down and worship the people.

"Is this the legendary sage? It's really powerful. Compared with him, I'm simply the light of fireflies competing with the bright moon, and the difference is more than 18,000 miles!"

Although the Prince Qing and the three gods did not kneel down, they also felt the sudden increase in pressure on their bodies, and the clothes on their bodies could not be automatic. The hunting sounded, and they were shocked.

It turned out that I just thought that there was only one level difference between the divine master and the holy master. All of them had reached the realm of middle-level divine masters. Even if they met the strong people in the realm of holy masters, although they could not be compared, they should not be too different. But when I saw it today, a strong sense of loss suddenly rose in several people's hearts.

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Just when the people of the Jinfeng Dynasty were shocked and inexplicably, suddenly there was a red light in front of them, and the tall golden red figure had appeared in front of Prince Qing and the three gods.

"Are you the people of the Jinfeng Dynasty who entered the ruins of Qingdu this time?"

The golden red figure spoke, and his voice was low, but in everyone's ears, it was like Hong Zhong Dalu, which made everyone's ears buzz, even a few priests.

"The Holy Master, we are the candidates for the Jinfeng Dynasty to enter the ruins of Qingdu this time, but we don't know that an unexpected situation has happened here. I will retreat and dare not delay the matter of the Holy Master."

Prince Qing sweated coldly on his head. He thought that the holy master was angry that the people on his side were still at the scene. He quickly bent down to salute and left with the people of the Jinfeng Dynasty.

"Wait!"

The Yuanying monk in golden red stretched out his hand to stop him. Dozens of people in the Jinfeng Dynasty suddenly felt as if they had hit an extremely strong but invisible wall. Except for a few priests, all the twenty-five masters were dizzy and sad.

"Noise!" The holy master in red roared, and everyone was suddenly silent, afraid of making the holy master unhappy and bringing disaster to himself.

At this time, the relatives of the emperor and the children of the family are all the same as ants in front of this holy master. Even if the emperor of the Jinfeng Dynasty comes, I'm afraid he can only bend down and salute.

"Dare to ask the Holy Master, what else do you have to do? Xiao Wang... Oh no, the little one is the leader of the Jinfeng Dynasty this time. The Holy Master also ordered that he did not dare to obey!" The prince's face turned white, and he bent down to the red master again in fear.

"I'll ask you! Just now, someone forcibly broke through the shield of the ruins of Qingdu and broke into the inside of the ruins, but what did you do this time? The man in red has no expression and a gloomy tone.

"The Master sees it clearly! There is no such thing!"

Prince Qing was so shocked that he almost jumped up. He didn't know how the saint in front of him could doubt them. God knows that the strength of that person just now is also what they have never seen. Lord Qing secretly guessed in his heart that even if it is not as good as the holy master in red in front of him, I'm afraid it is almost the same.

"Master, the person who broke into the ruins just now has profound cultivation and boundless power. I'm afraid he has reached the peak of a high-level god. It is not cultivated by the third-class kingdom of our Jinfeng Dynasty at all. Just now, these two superiors had a deal with that man, and they should know.

"Ye-huh!" The holy master in red meditated for a while. In fact, he received an emergency call from the Jutian sect to call the police. He came quickly and took a glimpse of Ding Yang's back, but he could also feel the magnificent breath emanating from Ding Yang's body. Even the refiner of this kind of cultivation, even the whole Jinfeng Dynasty, I'm afraid there are no more than three people, and these three Personally, he knows everything, which is completely different from Ding Yang's breath.

So he had minimal doubts about the Jinfeng Dynasty. Just now, he just asked casually. Now he saw that what Prince Qing said was reasonable. It had just been confirmed from the mouths of the two gatekeepers, so he waved his hand to signal that Prince Qing could leave.

Prince Qing took a breath in his heart, and the cold sweat behind him had been soaked. He never thought that in the face of a Yuanying monk, he would bear such great pressure. He made up his mind that when he returned to the capital of Jinfeng, he would immediately practice in isolation and use all the resources he could use to see if he could hope to reach the realm of a holy master in his lifetime.

"Wait!" Prince Qing led the people of the Jinfeng Dynasty. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the priest in red suddenly opened his mouth to intercept again, and there was a trace of suspicion in his tone.

"Don't you have thirty shangshi quotas? Why are there only 25 this year?

"Ah? Really?" Prince Qing's momentum and mind were seized by the momentum of the holy master in red just now. He didn't care how many people were in his team, but he didn't think there would be fewer people in his heart. But when he looked back, he was stunned, because he found that among the four major families, one of the five masters of the Zhang family had disappeared.

"What's going on? Where are the five missing people?

The holy master in red suddenly took a step forward, and the breath on his body suddenly surged. There were two hundred and twenty-nine masters of the four gods and twenty-five masters of the Jinfeng Dynasty. They seemed to be suddenly in the wind and waves. His figure was shaken by the strong wind and his face changed greatly.