At this moment, the atmosphere between the several holy places was extremely tense.
Just like a volcano, it may erupt at any time.
Now the competition for the divine blood has ended, but no one here has left. It seems that they have to wait until they win.
Otherwise, we won't give up.
"Monster Moon World, why hasn't my junior brother come out yet? Do you think he can survive this calamity?"
Hearing this, Yaoyue shook her head.
Obviously, the matter this time was quite serious and beyond his expectation.
at this time!
I don’t know who shouted something!
"Out!"
I saw that the Emperor's barrier was indeed squirming.
Under everyone's gaze!
A young figure slowly appeared.
The entire Emperor's Space fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to the exit.
That young man with a harmless look on his face did not look like he could destroy the three holy sons.
Ying Le walked out slowly, looking at the people around him with a dull expression.
Obviously, the surrounding formation was larger than he imagined.
at this time!
A terrifying aura immediately pressed toward Ying Le.
This is an extremely powerful force, at least as strong as the late stage of the Pseudo-Emperor Realm.
Ying Le raised his head and saw that this man was wearing a mysterious suit and his eyes were eye-catching.
"You are just Yingle. You are such a cruel and ruthless guy. I will make you pay the price."
The terrifying momentum immediately pressed towards Ying Le.
Yuan Jiang, the great elder of Xuan Beast Holy Land, couldn't help but take action first.
Subsequently, the other two great elders of the Holy Land also took action.
Watching the three powerful men in the pseudo-emperor realm take action at the same time, Ying Le did not panic.
Instead, he was waiting for the action from the Fantasy Sword Holy Land.
As a result, to his surprise, the Fantasy Sword Holy Land remained unchanged from beginning to end.
It turned out that under the pressure of the Deputy Holy Master, even the Great Elder Xuan Kong Sword Master did not dare to take action at will.
Ying Le looked at the three of them with a sneer.
"Cruel? You are all so old and confused."
"Can you still hold back against the enemy? If you really want to stand up for them, then take action."
"Am I still afraid of you?"
All the disciples in the Holy Land were stunned, with dull expressions on their faces.
They didn't understand why Yingle had such courage.
"What?"
"That kid actually dares to confront the great elders of the three holy places directly?"
"Is he crazy?"
"Just show off, you will pay the price sooner or later."
"That's right, if you are so arrogant, you will definitely not live long."
The voices of discussion kept coming, but Yingle ignored them.
…
Ying Le only felt that his whole body was wrapped in terrifying power, rumbling!
The surrounding space is constantly shattering.
After all, this is the pressure unleashed by a super strong man in the late stage of the pseudo-Emperor.
Ying Le narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.
"Three Yang Fire!!!"
The auxiliary medium magical power was released immediately, and Yingle felt a heart-stopping power burst out.
boom!!!
The two pressures collided immediately!
The entire space became silent due to the collision between the two people. The terrifying impact caused by the power and space made everyone around them retreat.
The Holy Land disciples all had horrified expressions on their faces.
They didn't expect that Ying Le would dare to confront the great elder.
My mentality was completely shattered.
This is something they never dared to think about before.
"This disciple of the Fantasy Sword Holy Land named Ying Le is too ferocious."
"He actually had a direct fight with the elder. It's really awesome."
Ying Le's expression is still dull, but through the Three Yang Fire, his strength has reached the late stage of the Pseudo-Emperor Realm, and is not weaker than Yuan Bo, the Great Elder of the Mysterious Beast Holy Land!
"What a boy. How dare you do such a cruel thing? It turns out that you have already reached the realm of the false emperor."
"There is such a person hidden in the Fantasy Sword Holy Land. He really deserves to be punished."
The cold voice of Yuan Bo, the great elder of the Mysterious Beast Holy Land, kept coming.
"Old veteran ghost, please don't blame Ying Le. The Magic Sword Holy Land does not intentionally hide Ying Le's strength. Our department has no knowledge of this matter."
The deputy saint opened his mouth and said.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Bo sneered and didn't answer the call anymore, but looked at Ying Le.
"Boy, are you going to leave on your own, or am I going to break your limbs and take you away."
Hearing this, Ying Le smiled and said: "If you want to take me away, it depends on whether you have the ability."
"It seems like you are not going to cooperate."
Yuan Bo had a gloomy look on his face.
"Although you are also in the pseudo-emperor realm, there is a big gap between pseudo-emperors. Do you think you can fight me?"
Ying Le looked indifferent, raised his head and said, "You can come over and try."
"court death!"
Yuan Bo, the Great Elder of the Mysterious Beast Holy Land, never expected that Ying Le would be so tough, and he no longer wasted his words.
"If that's the case, then you just have to die."
boom!!!
As Yuan Bo's voice fell, terrifying power erupted like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and he immediately shot towards Ying Le.
The surrounding Holy Land disciples quickly retreated upon seeing this.
This is a fight between two powerful men in the pseudo-emperor realm.
When Ying Le saw this, he immediately used the power of luck to rush forward quickly.
The two forces immediately collided in the air.
boom!!!
A heart-stopping terrifying wave spread immediately.
The terrible sound resounded throughout the space.
The elders all looked horrified.
The two terrifying figures continued to collide violently, and the fierce wind continued to spread towards the surroundings.
Facing the terrifying divine power of Yuan Bo, Ying Le had no intention of evading. The divine body merged with the divine body, and golden runes surged, looming.
Bang bang bang!!!
The sound of fist-to-fist collision continued.
Terrible fluctuations continue to sweep out.
Yuan Bo's body was knocked back dozens of meters, but Ying Le didn't move at all.
Everyone looked at this scene in horror.
"Is this...is this still a disciple of the Holy Land? It's actually been able to repel the elders. What kind of power is this?"
at this time!
The pagoda and Xue Mo moved forward quickly, and a black tower shadow and a bloody giant hand immediately pressed towards Ying Le.
"Boy, don't be so arrogant, we have to kill you today."
boom!!!
The majestic power immediately blocked Yingle who continued to attack.
Ying Le's expression changed and he quickly retreated.
I saw three great elders of the Holy Land actually teaming up to deal with Ying Le.
Xuan Kong Sword Master's face was extremely ugly.
"These three old guys are really shameless!"
"They actually teamed up to deal with a junior."
All the surrounding Holy Land disciples were stunned.
Yingle, who originally thought he was only slightly better than them, succeeded in hitting them in the face this time.
Sure enough, he has been hiding his strength.
Everyone's eyes were constantly scanning Ying Le's body.
Even Yan Mo's face had a complicated expression.
Isn't he the strongest disciple in the Fantasy Sword Holy Land?
The dark horse Yingle also appeared too quickly.
The Deputy Holy Master of the Fantasy Sword Holy Land actually regretted his decision at this moment.
This is a genius.
If it is saved, the Fantasy Sword Holy Land will have another elder from the Pseudo-Emperor Realm.
Thinking of the tragic death of his grandson, he gritted his teeth.
"You deserve it."
At the moment when he was thinking, Ying Le turned into a golden light and shot out.
Suddenly, a golden storm appeared in the battlefield and slammed into the three great elders.
Faced with such an offensive, the three of them immediately fought.
boom!!!
There was a loud noise.
Under the terrifying loud noise, Yuan Bo flew upside down.