Above.
The holy chariot was churning continuously and falling rapidly.
below.
Everyone was almost dumbfounded, even Zhao Mengyou's beautiful eyes were full of surprise.
This is the chariot of a saint!
Just flip it over?
"Evil beast!"
"Evil beast!"
Looking at the dozens of spirit beasts that were still trembling, Luan Ping almost burst out of anger.
His face was ashen, he hesitated again and again, but finally did not dare to make a move. .??.
These spiritual beasts are the alien species that the Holy Lord of Wanhua spent a lot of money to find. After years of hard training, they represent the facade of the Holy Land of Wanhua. Even if he makes a big mistake, Luanping is not qualified to do it.
Killed.
"Brother Luan!"
Chu Kuang was carefully lifted to the ground by a protector.
Although there was no damage at all, his expression was extremely gloomy.
"Holy Chariot!"
broken!
Luan Ping's heart trembled.
In anger, I forgot about the real thing!
brush!
brush!
…
at the same time.
Several figures were one step ahead of him, directly supporting the holy chariot when it was hundreds of feet away from the ground.
Good or bad.
The holy chariot finally failed to reach the ground.
The last bit of dignity of the Wanhua Holy Land has been saved.
only.
At this moment, the appearance of several people holding the holy chariot is extremely funny.
"hehe."
The demon boy had a sarcastic look on his face.
"I've seen a lot of spirit beasts pulling carts, but this is the first time I've seen people pulling carts. Today, my horizons have been opened!"
"Hahaha……"
Behind him.
The group of monsters laughed, looking gloating at the misfortune.
"People pulling the cart? What a great idea!"
“Our young master’s brains are better!”
"I'll catch a few human monks tomorrow and have a taste of what it's like to be pulled by a human!"
"..."
They come from the Tianyao Valley, and naturally have some difficulties with these families. Among them, the one that offends them the most is naturally the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Transformations. Seeing that they are in trouble now, they will naturally not miss this good opportunity to add insult to injury.
"Di Yan!"
Luan Ping's face turned even darker.
"If you, Tianyao Valley, want to start a war, I, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Transformations, will accompany you to the end!"
"I'm afraid you won't make it!"
Behind Di Yan.
A tall monster man stood up.
"I'll beat you! I've already seen that you bunch of insidious bastards are not pleasing to the eye!"
"Something's wrong!"
Beside Luan Ping.
Chu Kuang was not in the mood to care about the rest for the time being. He just stared at the building shrouded in light mist with a solemn expression.
"Xuandan Pavilion, why did it become like this?"
"Something's wrong!"
Luan Ping also stopped arguing and frowned.
"I'm afraid this is no longer..."
"No!"
Chu Kuang shook his head, a light flashed in his eyes.
"This is Xuandan Pavilion, but... it's completely
Complete the Xuandan Pavilion!"
"complete?"
"good!"
Chu Kuang nodded.
"It seems that a change in the heavens has caused the complete Xuandan Pavilion to appear. This is the first time in more than a thousand years. Ha, this time it is easier for us!"
The same idea as Gu Han.
One-tenth of the Xuandan Pavilion is a big opportunity.
complete……
This opportunity was already far greater than he imagined!
"Pity."
Luan Ping shook his head.
"With this haze of light and this opportunity, I'm afraid I won't be able to get it!"
"Send a message!"
In the final analysis.
Chu Kuang's soul essence still belongs to the holy realm.
Others may not be able to detect this small change in the light mist, but it cannot be hidden from him.
only.
At this time, he was not in the mood to explore this.
"Let him study it carefully!"
He took a deep breath.
"The sooner the better, the later the better!"
"Be respectful."
Hearing that Chu Kuang was so disrespectful to the Holy Lord Wanhua, Luan Ping became very angry.
To be continued...