Duanmu Xiongtu shouted as soon as his words fell. The audience was even more frightened. Countless dignified eyes looked at Su Yi and Xuehong House!
Could both of them successfully enter the array? Although Yuchi Changfeng's words were harsh, it was also the truth.
One had never been nourished by the Holy King aura. The other was not only not a member of the Holy Mountain, but also an enemy. If they couldn't enter, the Holy Mountain Tournament would only belong to Yuchi Changfeng!
No wonder Yuchi Changfeng was so excited. It could be said that the Holy Mountain Tournament was already a one-man show for the Great Holy Son!
Her resentment and hatred were vented at this moment. Xuehong House glanced faintly at Su Yi beside her. Her eyes were like thousands of stars, deep and profound.
"I want to see you in the array! I'll go in first! "Xuehong House whispered as if she was issuing a challenge.
"Hulala!"
Xuehong House made a hand seal at lightning speed. The vitality around her surged violently, and golden light sprinkled from the peaks of the mountains!
In the vast sky, the Sacred Martial Hall was densely covered with divine clouds. The sound of wind and thunder turned into rolling sound waves that rolled endlessly. From afar, it looked like divine chains were intertwined. The ancient aura seemed to have crossed time and space, as if it had returned to ancient times!
Standing in front of the Sacred Martial Hall, Yuchi Changfeng was secretly shocked. There was a flicker of light in his magnificent eyes. Then, everyone present held their breaths.
Their eyes were fixed, for fear of missing something!
In less than half a breath, an even louder roar resounded through the world. In the next second, it could cover all the sound waves!
Soon, under the shocked gaze of the audience, a Holy King-like phantom appeared in the sky above the Sacred Martial Hall!
In an instant, everyone's eyes were as wide as copper bells. The elders, martial artists, and powerhouses present began to tremble to varying degrees!
"That's the phantom of the Holy King!" Duanmu Xiongtu's dazzling eyes were filled with unparalleled shock!
At the same time, Yuchi Changfeng, the Holy Fire Elder, and the others all looked at the heavens and earth in disbelief. Under everyone's gazes, endless dazzling golden light exploded in the heavens and earth.
The Holy King's phantom exuded a terrifying Qi. His eyes were tightly closed, and the Holy Light illuminated the world. It was as if a God had crossed through the immemorial world. All living creatures were like ants in front of him.
The scene in front of them was completely sensational. The golden light was pervasive, almost drowning the entire Sacred Martial Hall and Holy Mountain!
"Oh my god, it's the Saint King! He's the god of our Holy Mountain! "
"The Fifth Saint is the true Saint chosen by the heavens! There is no doubt about it! "
"My soul hurts! Is this the absolute suppression of a Saint King?! "
Everyone's eyes were dazed as they stared blankly at the Sage King's phenomenon in the sky. The auspicious clouds had long been dispersed by the fluctuations, and under the clear sky, the golden light shook the world!
"Pu!"
Everyone's heart seemed to have stopped beating, and they found it difficult to breathe. Not only the guests of the Holy Mountain, but even the Elders of the Holy Mountain, the Holy Mountain's Fifth Holy Child, and the Great Holy Child's Elders all knelt on the ground with reverence on their faces.
"Awoo!"
After the Saint King's phantom descended, the demonic beasts crawled in the winding mountains. Low roars resounded throughout the universe, and even more barbaric demonic beasts crawled on the ground and trembled!
At this time, the momentum of the entire Holy Mountain had reached its peak. Shock, horror, and astonishment appeared on everyone's face.
"Why is the Saint King aura of the Xuehong House so vigorous in the Sacred Martial Hall?" Su Yi's eyes trembled slightly. Even with his powerful soul, he also felt an incomparably powerful suppression.
After looking at it for a long time, there was a feeling of trembling submission, let alone the others.
The phantom was like a dream, occupying half of the sky. The dense halo didn't disperse for a long time. Everyone present stuck their bodies tightly to the ground, not daring to raise their heads.
"Hula!"
After circulating the Art of Controlling Heaven, the mysterious light cluster in Su Yi's mind also throbbed a little.
The mighty and vigorous soul pressure invaded his body, and his meridians, flesh, and blood swelled in an instant. It was only after a few breaths that he got better.
"The Saint King aura of the Xuehong House is even purer than Yuchi Changfeng's! It seems that the Xuehong House's rapid improvement in cultivation isn't without reason! " His gaze fell on Yuchi Changfeng, who was still in a daze. His two abyss-like pitch-black eyes emitted a luster.
Surrounded by fiery red light, the specks of starlight expelled all the Saint King aura. Su Yi's expression returned to normal.
After returning from the Chaos Region, the Xuehong House had been in seclusion except for participating in the Tianfeng Ranking Tournament. From the fourth level of the Origin Emperor Realm to the eighth level of the Origin Emperor Realm, Su Yi had never let down his guard against the Xuehong House.
"How can a good-for-nothing be able to cultivate to the eighth level of the Origin Emperor Realm with his own strength!" Su Yi's throat moved, and his sneer was like a bunch of long arrows shooting at Yuchi Changfeng's back.
Yuchi Changfeng's body quivered, and he came back to his senses. His face was pale, and he raised his head. The phantom of the Saint King gradually rose and dissipated like a bubble. The spiritual energy in the clouds was tumbling, and the immortal beasts were hissing. It was a scene of the mortal realm!
"Swish!"
Another tempest swept through the sky as Xuehong Pavilion's figure drifted out like a bolt of lightning. At the instant she descended to the ground, her eyes that were like two stars flickered with bright lights, and she actually faintly revealed an unusual imposing aura!
His back was straight, and his yellow robe fluttered in the wind. The side of his face that reached his temples was cold and proud as if it had been carved by a knife. Xuehong Lou's eyes were cold and gloomy. He glanced indifferently at Yuchi Changfeng and then walked forward.
The moment they brushed past each other, Yuchi Changfeng came back to his senses as if he had been electrocuted. His eyes were extremely malicious, and flames were raging in his fiery eyes.
"What kind of scheme did you use?! Impossible! How can your Saint King aura be purer than mine? "
His handsome face was cold, and a majestic aura was born. The Xuehong House didn't stop walking. His eyes were bright like a deep abyss as he spoke coldly.
"Su Yi is right. It's my shame to have you as my opponent on the path of the Saint Emperor!"
His figure was like lightning, and he quickly returned to the formation. The group of elders looked at the Xuehong House like gods, and they were extremely excited. Their wrinkled old faces were full of smiles.
"Su Yi, go in quickly! Remember what I said! My opponent is you! "
Seeing that the Xuehong House didn't treat him as an opponent, Yuchi Changfeng's face instantly turned green and red. His face was inexplicably ferocious and livid!
It was impossible to withstand the baptism of the innate Saint King aura without the purest Saint King aura. Yuchi Changfeng sized up the emerald ring in his hand, and his eyes trembled fiercely as he glared at the Holy Fire Elder beside him.
Suddenly, the Holy Fire Elder's face was filled with doubt and fear. He shook his head without leaving a trace, and his eyes were filled with resentment. He lowered his voice and said, "It can't be wrong! We'll verify it after the First Saint enters the formation! "
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