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Chapter 869: Feeling Good At this moment, the originally turbulent scene had strangely calmed down. Everyone's gaze was focused on a single person.
The King of Bad Luck, Huang Tianyun!
This was a famous gambling addict. Everyone knew that he had sent all his wealth to the major stone gambling dens and lost every time he gambled!
However, this fellow's luck had taken a turn for the better. He had found a good master and cultivated a heaven-defying eye technique. From then on, he had soared to the sky!
However, no one had expected that this gambling addict would have such a tyrannical side!
The white-robed old man, the bishop of the Temple of Light, a Saint who had already transcended mortality and become a Saint, had been sent flying by Huang Tianyun's two shoe handles. This made everyone's minds go blank!
"Hehe!"
Huang Tianyun ignored the shocked gazes and shook the broken shoe in his hand. He grinned and said, "It feels so good to hit a Saint. No wonder Master likes to hit me so much, hehe! Looks like I'll have to try a few more in the future … "
Hearing this, everyone's hearts twitched. At the same time, their bodies trembled and they felt a chill run down their spines.
This fellow actually wants to hit a Saint for fun?
If it had been before, everyone would have thought that this fellow was crazy. However, at this moment, no one doubted whether he could do it.
"Eh? What's that? "
At this moment, someone finally noticed Little Ball and the little black dragon who were not far away from Huang Tianyun. Instantly, that person's eyes widened and his breathing quickened.
"Dragon?! Virtual Dragon?! "
He spat out with some difficulty.
Dragons were born with the innate talent of space. Unlike the Azure Dragon Clan of the barbarians, where only one out of a hundred or even a thousand people had the innate talent of space, the descendants of dragons almost all had the innate talent of space!
This was a heaven-defying talent. They could appear and disappear unpredictably and move through the space of flowing light like a fish in water. Almost no one could see their traces!
It could be said that everyone, even the Sages, were looking forward to having a dragon as a pet. However, no one could do it. Even the Great Sages from the Primordial Era didn't have one. Everyone could only look at it and sigh in disappointment!
However, the Virtual Dragon cub in front of them was only at the peak of the Martial King Realm. For a moment, many people had the intention to capture it!
The Void Dragon was definitely priceless. If it was given to a transcendent force like the Three Gods, Four Palaces, and Eight Great Clans, it would definitely be able to obtain a wide range of resources and protection.
However, they quickly suppressed the palpitation in their hearts. This was because Huang Tianyun's gaze had unintentionally swept across his surroundings. When they saw the slightly swaying old shoes in his hand, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
"Sigh …"
Everyone could only look on and sigh with envy in their hearts.
"Who is making trouble in the Temple of Light?"
Just at this moment, a heaven-shaking rumble resounded. It was like the sound of the gods, causing the surrounding space to tremble and ripples that could be seen with the naked eye. Many people started bleeding from the corners of their ears as they rolled on the ground in pain. At the same time, the barrier of the ten emissaries was instantly destroyed. Like glass, it shattered into pieces and turned into nothingness.
"Not good!"
Because Feng Hao was too close, his head was also a little dizzy from the sound. He spread his wings and appeared in the sky above Huang Tianyun.
Now, he was full of confidence in this guy!
Rumble! Rumble!
As soon as he finished speaking, the Temple of Light, which had already become ruins, suddenly shook. A shocking rumble came from the ground, and the surrounding gravel was all shaken into powder.
Swish! Swish!
A middle-aged man shrouded in white light appeared above the ruins of the Temple of Light with two white-clothed elders. They were like three gods, and their auras swept across the place, intimidating everyone present.
However, when they saw the situation at the scene and the white-clothed elder lying on the ground, whose face was already swollen and deformed, their faces darkened.
Although they had already known about the situation outside, they thought that a bishop would be able to handle it. Who would have thought that things would turn out like this?
"It's the Saint of the Temple of Light!"
Looking at the figure shrouded in white light, someone cried out in surprise in the distance.
The Saint of the Temple of Light was the person with the highest authority in the Temple of Light in the Ten Great Empires. At the same time, his cultivation was also the highest. As for the specific realm, only the imperial family of the Ten Great Empires knew. Ordinary people had no way of guessing.
After all, there were too few opportunities for the Saint of Light to make a move!
His appearance directly made the faces of the emissaries of the Ten Great Empires turn solemn.
The white-clothed bishop was only at the same level as them, so they did not feel much pressure. However, the Saint of Light in front of them was an existence that surpassed them in status and strength. Naturally, they did not dare to take him lightly.
"Three Saints …"
Fenghao's eyes narrowed. This middle-aged man, whose entire body was covered in white light, gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. The aura that rippled from his body caused Fenghao's heart to tremble.
"The Temple of Light's foundation is really strong!"
Looking at the three people in front of him, Feng Hao's heart trembled and his face did not look good.
This was only the Dongming Empire, but the Temple of Light had already produced five Saints. Didn't that mean that there were 50 Saints in the Ten Great Empires?
Such a large number shocked Fenghao!
If the Branch Temple was already like this, then what about the Main Temple of the Sacred Mountain of Light?
This was a majestic mountain that pressed hard on Feng Hao's heart, making it hard for him to breathe or even straighten his back.
He knew very well that if the Temple of Light did not fall, then the Feng Family would never be able to rise again!
Feng Hao bit his lips tightly, letting the salty blood flow in his mouth. Suddenly, his eyes became resolute. A seemingly substantial battle intent broke out of his body and shot up to the sky.
So what if the Temple of Light was strong?! If he were to become a Martial Emperor, he would be able to destroy them with a single hand!
He was full of heroic spirit and had the determination to become an Emperor!
He had to become an Emperor in order to look down on the world!
"Eh? The aura of the Phoenix Beast? "
The three of them looked at Fenghao. He was too eye-catching. His entire body was filled with a berserk aura and he was three meters tall. When they saw the pair of scarlet wings that were dozens of meters long, their faces darkened. The Saint Emissary's eyebrows furrowed even more.
He faintly felt that there was a familiar aura on the wings.
"Could it be someone from the Phoenix Clan?"
The Saint of Light murmured softly. His eyes constantly scanned Feng Hao with deep doubt.
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