The Holy King vortex was like a violent tornado. In just a short moment, heaven and earth shook.
The huge building was golden and soul-stirring. It was as if there was a mysterious force leaking out from the crack of the door, making people want to drill inside.
"Only one person can enter the Sacred Martial Hall baptism at a time. Those who successfully accept the baptism will have a vision from the heavens, which means that they will become a candidate for the Holy Emperor!"
Duanmu Xiongtu glanced at Su Yi, and his eyebrows twitched uneasily. He felt that something would happen to the kid in front of him!
Whoosh!
Dozens of phantoms rushed to the front of the Sacred Martial Hall. The golden light that swept through the world caused the space to distort secretly. The gorgeous light surged in the sky.
The lush green mountains shook spontaneously, the earth trembled, and the void roared. Countless majestic and terrifying winds swept in all directions!
"Awoo!"
Countless mounts and demon beast souls in the distance trembled and roared to show the world!
"What a majestic Holy King aura!" Su Yi stood in the void, squinted his eyes, and shot out a beam of light.
The Sacred Martial Hall in front of him was dazzling with golden light. The phantoms occupied the sky as if there was endless energy spreading out. It was like a dormant beast, waiting to wake up!
"What a pure metal-attribute energy!" Suruga and the Golden Flame Beast King also saw such a strong Holy King aura for the first time. Compared to Yuchi Changfeng and the others, the Holy King aura on his body was simply dwarfed!
Whoosh!
The monstrous Holy King aura suddenly swept across the world, and waves in front of him crushed everyone. Everyone present was frightened, and those with low cultivation were even trembling!
The sacred aura was like a vast ocean. Su Yi quickly adjusted his energy. His hand seals condensed at lightning speed. The Art of Driving the Heavens and the Heavenly Demon Ancient Scripture were activated at the same time. The surging sacred pressure passed through his body, but only a warm current was left.
Suddenly, Su Yi raised his eyebrows. He knew in his heart that he could bear this Holy King aura.
Su Yi glanced at the Xuehong House and Yuchi Changfeng from the corner of his eyes. Yuchi Changfeng and the Xuehong House's Saint Ruler Qi was already extremely thin compared to the first generation's Saint Ruler Qi. The Saint Mountain back then should have been extremely powerful!
If the Tian Yao School had the Heaven-Suppressing Golden Stone and the Heavenly Wind Divine Sword, then wouldn't they be incomparably powerful?
Such a powerful force was still destroyed. Where was the end of the martial path?
"Let's start! The three of you, take one step forward! "
Duanmu Xiongtu shouted loudly. His voice seemed to shake the sky, and the auspicious clouds in the distance flowed. The Great Holy Son and the Fifth Holy Son had already turned into golden light and arrived in front of the Sacred Martial Hall. Su Yi was not willing to fall behind. He used the Fuyao Hundred Transformation Steps, and his figure turned into a storm as he rushed to the front of the Sacred Martial Hall!
Boom!
Su Yi rose and fell like a giant golden bird. It was too much for the eyes to take in, including Lan Yelian and Dugu Yumo.
"So fast!" Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes lit up. She then looked at the black robe behind her and couldn't help but smile.
It was all thanks to Duanmu Qingtian that Su Yi could break through to the Origin Ancestor Realm and have such a shocking speed.
"Sister, don't worry. This kid has even experienced a space-time storm! At most, the Saint Ruler's Qi won't react! "
Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes were still filled with concern. She clenched her slender fingers slightly and whispered, "How can I not be worried? After this, all of you will follow me back to the Imperial Palace. Your injuries are very serious. If it weren't for the support of the Origin Domain Realm, your spirit would have been destroyed!"
Under the black robe, Duanmu Qingtian's eyes trembled. He couldn't help but be filled with murderous intent when he thought of the past pursuit.
"The Sacred Mountain and the Sky Dragon Sect are both vassals of the Long Family. Today, we will follow Su Yi's wishes. The Sacred Mountain will be destroyed if I give him some time!" Duanmu Xiaoman whispered.
At this time, who would have thought that there were Half-Step Yuan Tian Realm and Origin Sky Realm cultivators chatting on the field? Everyone's eyes were already on the three figures in front of the Sacred Martial Hall.
Yuchi Changfeng snorted and looked at the golden light in the sky. The Sacred Martial Hall was like an ancient god looking down on the world.
"Su Yi, if you can't accept the baptism of the Saint Ruler's Qi, you can go back to where you came from! Don't delay my Sacred Mountain Tournament! "
Xuehong Lou and Su Yi's eyes narrowed at the same time. Xuehong Lou shook her head gently, and Su Yi's mouth was even colder.
"Speak more if you can. Don't delay my entry!"
"You!"
Yuchi Changfeng shook his robe, and the emerald ring flashed with golden light. A trace of coldness flashed in his demonic eyes as he said fiercely.
"It's useless to talk fast. If you have the ability, I'll wait for you in the Qianyuan Golden Sky Array!"
As soon as his voice fell, the door of the Sacred Martial Hall opened, and an ancient aura rushed out. Yuchi Changfeng's cold eyes cut through the two, and his eyes were obscure and vicious.
"Sacred Fire Elder?"
Somehow, the Sacred Fire Elder came to Duanmu Xiongtu's side. Duanmu Xiongtu fixed his eyes on the Sacred Martial Hall. The moment Yuchi Changfeng entered, the surrounding clouds moved, and a golden halo flowed in the sky like a mad dragon!
"The innate Saint King's aura is left by the first Saint Emperor. It is extremely pure. Since the whereabouts of the Imperial Emperor Sword were unknown, this is the only inheritance point of the Sacred Mountain. Even the Great Saint may not be able to succeed in the baptism!" Duanmu Xiongtu said faintly.
The corners of the Sacred Flame Elder's withered mouth twitched slightly. A crafty light flickered and landed on Su Yi's body as he chuckled.
"No one but the Great Saint can!"
"Oh?" Duanmu Xiongtu didn't know why the Sacred Fire Elder was so confident. When he was about to ask in detail, a golden light burst out from the Sacred Martial Hall.
"Boom!"
A huge golden light column spun into the sky, and the brilliant golden brilliance pushed the auspicious clouds away. Immediately, it crossed the void like a long golden thunderbolt, like a dragon's roar and a phoenix's cry.
The aura was vigorous like a stampede of ten thousand beasts. The sacred light fell on the Sacred Martial Hall, looking down on ten thousand creatures in the world. The domineering and oppressive aura made everyone tremble and want to crawl!
"Haha! This old man is right! "The Sacred Fire Elder's eyes were proud, and he looked at Su Yi and Xuehong House as if he was demonstrating.
Duanmu Xiongtu's long eyebrows knitted together, and when he looked at the Sacred Fire again, his figure had already drifted to the Sacred Martial Hall.
A burst of wild laughter broke out in the Sacred Martial Hall, and the undisguised arrogance surged with Yuchi Changfeng's flight.
Yuchi Changfeng's aura surrounded his body like layers of waves. His face was flushed, and the laughter in his eyes was completely unscrupulous!
"Congratulations to the Great Saint, you are our Sacred Mountain's chosen saint!" The Sacred Fire Elder half-knelt on the ground, and the following elders also cheered like a tsunami.
Yuchi Changfeng raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Xuehong House and Su Yi, enjoying the absolute dignity and supreme glory!
"Xuehong House, Su Yi, go in if you have the ability! Haha! A bastard, a fake, and you still want to compete with me! "
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