Chapter 104 Against the Saint (please collect)

Feng Feifei is the best thing in his mind, and he has never seen it since the separation of the Jedi. She was promoted to the holy realm in Jiujian Valley. The spirit of the five elements supported her true body and cultivated thousands of miles a day. She has a strong reputation in the Canghai Fairy Gate.

The real body of the five elements is the potential to achieve the spiritual state, which is no worse than the love tyran.

"You are all from Jiujian Valley, and several good disciples suddenly appeared in that place where birds don't shit. Don't take a chance, you'd better ask for more blessings.

Xu Le smiled awkwardly. He was happy to forget his situation for a moment, and the five people flew to the highest peak in the fairy gate. Zhangjiao Peak is 100,000 meters high, and the peak goes straight to the sky. When you get to the mountainside, you can see clouds and fog, a scene of a fairy holy place.

A tall and vigorous white crane is flying in groups. The white-spotted tiger king travels through the forest and hears roaring beasts from time to time. Many of them are six-level demons, more powerful than ordinary human martial arts masters.

Xu Le's soul felt that the aura concentration of heaven and earth contained here was higher, and it was a place for immortal cultivation that was difficult to appear in the secular immortal world.

When he finally climbed to the peak of Zhangjiao, Xu Le saw magnificent palaces one after another, carved beams and jade pillars, and thousands of meteorology. Thousands of disciples gathered in a huge square not far away, and an altar stood in the middle of the square.

The altar is surrounded by countless charms, and a fully armed machine beast is tightly surrounded. Those machine beasts are forged with unknown crystals. The power is not under the martial arts master, but belongs to the big killer and the big murder weapon.

"Xu Le, that's the God-killing platform."

Xu Le stared, and there was a ten-meter-long golden gullium on the altar, with a dragon's head and phoenix tail, which was shining. Sometimes there is lightning around, sometimes there is flame burning, sometimes there is light blooming, which is not an ordinary gull.

"That's a magic weapon!"

Xu Le's eyes almost stared out. It was the first time he saw a magic weapon and executed with a magic weapon. This immortal gate was extremely luxurious.

"You have insight. Let's enter the palace."

The four ancestors grabbed Xu Le and flew into the palace. The aura in the palace seemed to have entered another magical world. Jade thrones are arranged on both sides. The top is a throne made of a kind of demon skeleton, inlaid with nine fist-sized night pearls, reflecting each other and magnificent.

"Brothers, Xu Le, a disciple of Sacred Heart Church, has brought it."

Xu Le was quietly absorbing the aura, and suddenly saw a beam of light rising in each seat, and then a figure appeared in the light note, and they were attracted from other places. With a glance, at least more than 30 saints appeared.

As soon as they appeared, the souls kept scanning Xu Le, trying to see through what mysteries were hidden in him. Xu Le closed the energy channel, restrained his breath, and turned into a piece of obstacles in his mind. It was a kind of illusion, which was deduced from the 'drunk life and death' of Saint Fuyi.

"Disciple Xu Le, please see the saints."

"Xu Le, why can't you kneel when you see us?"

"The little disciple is arrogant, and even we old guys don't pay attention to it. No wonder which demon saint behind you supports you?"

"Why talk to him more? Give him some color directly."

Those saints talked as soon as they appeared, questioned, threatened, and even taught him a lesson.

Are they saints? Xu Le couldn't help doubting his judgment. These people did not have the demeanor of saints at all, just like some imperial powerful ministers in the secular world.

"Xu Le is a disciple of my Sacred Heart Church, and we believe that he is not a chess piece of magic. Xu Le, with us, let's see who dares to slander you. How can my disciples of Sacred Heart Hall be so easy to bully?

"Yes, I have also met Xu Le. This person is still an interesting disciple. Every evil disciple who is against the sky has his own secret. He may rely on some magic weapon that he can destroy Fu Yi's soul cultivation.

Xu Le looked at those who spoke for him, one was the saint of Tianyu, and the other was the saint outside the poison cave, who had a close relationship with the younger brother Wen Dao.

"Shut up."

With a roar, I saw eight figures appearing in the palace. They were eight people wearing golden embroidered martial arts robes, wearing golden crowns and stepping on cloud boots. The young man looked only ten years old, and the old looked 70 or 80 years old. They are the members of the Presbyterian League of Canghai Xianmen, representing the exercise of power.

Everyone's cultivation is extremely profound, and their strength is as immeasurable as a sea of prison. As soon as Xu Le looked up, he sweated coldly. It was not eight people standing in front of him, but the ancient demons standing on his head.

This is a kind of imposing oppression and spiritual illusion.

Xu Le's legs clucked, and his body gradually bent. He was almost unable to withstand the invisible pressure. The palace was silent, and he only heard his heartbeat and gasp.

"Damn, they want me to kneel, but I won't kneel." Xu Le tried his best to stimulate his mind, and his soul power was full of spiritual suffering. He wanted to resist the soul oppression of the outside world.

"Oh!"

The sound of surprise sounded, and the pressure on Xu Le's body suddenly removed. He rolled down in sweat and his face was pale and weak.

"This disciple is at the peak of his soul Tao, and it is impossible for him to break Fu Yi's soul cultivation with his own ability. He didn't feel the smell of any treasures on him, but it was very strange.

A member of the elder group said slowly, and he smiled softly, "This boy's talent is far worse than that of the love tyran and Feng Feifei. Although it is rare to suppress more than a dozen martial arts masters with the power of one person, cultivation is not just about this.

"Yes, Brother Wuguang is right. Maybe it's the secret means of the master who sneaked into my fairy gate. Another woman nodded and said.

At this time, a man came out of the holy crowd. It was the saint Fu Yi. He stared at Xu Le with resentment and wanted to cramps him.

"Brothers, Xu Le must have something to do with the devil. Many disciples who returned from the chaotic tide of Xinghai said that he had an extremely powerful treasure, and many other top martial arts masters in the immortal world died in the hands of that treasure. Its toxicity is so fierce that no one can resist it. As long as we let him take out the treasure, we may be able to find clues.

What a despicable bastard, how can Xu Le not understand what he means? The so-called poisonous treasure refers to the insect king, which is an ancient alien species. If it is really taken out, it will definitely be jealous.

I am also too careless, and the heart of the villain is really unpreventable.

"We have also heard about this, Xu Le, in order to prove your innocence, let's make it clear."

Xu Le's mind instantly turned many thoughts and denied them one by one. He struggled for a moment and suddenly sighed deeply and said, "Since your ancestors have doubts, the disciples have to obey the order. Saint Fu Yi, my treasure is very poisonous. Even the body of the martial arts master can be corrupted in three breaths. You should be careful not to suffer any more losses, so as not to frame your disciples again.

There is irony in the words. Many saints and ancestors in the palace frowned slightly, and such unruly disciples are very unpopular.

Anyway, he had torn off his face. Xu Le waved his hand and rushed out a golden light from the Mijiezi. The worm king has been controlled by himself. If there is really that brazen saint who wants to seize it, he will erase the wisdom of the worm king and turn it into a dead worm.

"Level 7 demon!"

There is amazement in the palace, which is comparable to the existence of a saint. The advancement of demons is a hundred times more difficult than that of saints, but once they are promoted, the power they have is also a terrible mess. Moreover, the insect king in front of him looks extremely ferocious, with a sharp mouth and a tail needle that makes people's scalp numb.

The insect king suspended quietly in mid-air, and the breath on his body seemed to be nothing. Except for its terrible appearance, it did not seem to be aggressive.

Saint Fuyi's face was ugly and his eyes kept flashing. He snorted softly, "You rebellious disciple actually want to fool us, which is unforgivable."

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, condensed into the shape of a dragon in the palm of his hand, and grabbed Xu Le with a roar, which was to kill him in front of many ancestors.

"It's completely shameless." Xu Le had long prevented him from getting angry. Seeing his breath locking in his unscrupulous attack, his strength burst out in an instant.

The whining sound came from the body, which was the roar of energy roaring, and the light bursting all over the body, and a rotating sphere projection condensed above the overhead. Xu Le's hair exploded and his body was raised. He suddenly changed from a docile kitten just now to a man-eating tiger.

He did not hesitate to grab it. His five fingers were as strong as a pillar, and there were scratches in the void. He was moving forward and domineering.

With a loud bang, Xu Le's whole body flew seven or eight meters. After the training of hundreds of disasters, his combat strength has grown to 400, but there is still a big gap with the Fuyi saint.

But all the saints in the palace were surprised by this battle.

"Little beast, how long can you hide?" Fu Yisheng almost vomited blood in popularity, and the saint was unexpectedly resisted by the other party. "A shocking blow."

The fists enveloped Xu Le, just like the impact of a meteor.

"Ah." Xu Le's roar was tragic. He urged the star body and saw the continuous growth of his body, and soon turned into a ten-meter-high giant, with bright stars all around him and an energy erupting cycle. There seems to be some mysterious power echoing and projecting light in the depths of the endless sky.

"Won the sky."

Xu Le's fist was more fierce and vast, and the aura in the palace was swept away by him. The huge palm print was pressed that day, and he risked it.

The dragon roared and rose to the sky, and the dragon was condensed by the saints, as flexible and violent as the essence. Internal breath is also a kind of energy called vitality.

When the vitality is finally transformed into aura, it is the time to advance to the spiritual realm.

Another loud noise, Xu Le's huge body hit the wall fiercely, and seven or eight blood marks appeared on his body, but it quickly healed with the supplement of the energy of the stars.

Saint Fu Yi also stepped back three steps this time, and his right arm trembled slightly. Just as he was about to punch the third punch, he saw the Bug King not far away suddenly shrill, with a sharp body like electricity, and the long sharp mouth pierced into his body one after another.

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