Chapter 99: Holy Fire King, the Ceiling of the Eastern Wasteland



Li Yun was not very surprised by the appearance of the Saint King realm.

Surprisingly, this powerful Saint King had no intention of attacking him.

Instead, choose to keep quiet.

You know, in the Eastern Wilderness, the Saint King realm is the absolute ceiling level.

The Fifth Cangsheng also said this a few days ago.

Among the four poles of the continent today, the top combat power of Donghuang is the worst!

The Saint King realm is the pinnacle!

And all this was because of the first god born in Donghuang.

That is the owner of the small tower.

At that time, there was no heavenly way in the four poles. When he became a god, he consumed a huge amount of the world's origin in the four poles.

Especially the Eastern Wasteland.

If the way of heaven still existed, it would naturally be able to make up for these losses.

Even if the Heavenly Dao is no longer there, with the passage of time, the circulation among the four realms will also gradually make up for the loss of the origin.

However, one hundred thousand years ago, the four poles split.

The recovery trend of Eastern Wilderness came to an abrupt halt.

The Saint King realm is the pinnacle that many practitioners can reach!

Even the most talented person cannot break this shackles!

Therefore, a Saint King has already stood on the top of the pyramid of Eastern Wilderness.

Only these super powers can have such foundation.

For example, the Li family in Guizhou once had two Saint Kings, but unfortunately both of their veins were sucked into the small tower and could not be spit out!

"Your Excellency does not seem to be prepared to give this Saint King this face?"

Seeing that Li Yun had not responded yet, the other party spoke again.

Then a figure appeared in this world.

This man had a sturdy build, long hair draped over his shoulders, and wore a dark red robe. A burning spiritual energy surged around him, making him look like a burning flame.

Holy King Lihuo.

The supreme ruler of Shengtian Sect.

It has not appeared in the world for thousands of years, but today it appears again in the world.

Even if a Saint King Realm expert did not make any move but just stood there, the surrounding space would continue to distort, filling it with explosive and destructive power!

Li Yun only felt a burning sensation coming towards him.

He felt a lot of pressure.

The Saint King realm is three realms higher than him, and this clone alone is no match for the Saint King.

Moreover, this Holy King Lihuo is very powerful in combat and has a deep understanding of the rules of fire.

Controlling the Nine Yang Fire, you can burn everything in the world.

"Take my two swords, and let the offense to this emperor be forgiven!" Li Yun said calmly.

Then, without caring whether the other party agreed or not, he directly swung out with both swords.

"Sword Five, Soul Sword Style!"

"Sword Six, Robbery Sword Style!"

The combination of the two swords did not create any earth-shattering power.

It was as if he was just swinging two swords for fun!

However, the expression of the Holy King Lihuo on the opposite side suddenly became serious.

He felt a terrifying attack from two auras heading straight for his soul.

Although it would not cause him much harm, he did not dare to underestimate it.

Yes, these two sword moves are soul attacks.

Capture souls with swords and bring down disasters on behalf of heaven!

Holy King Lihuo took it very seriously. It was the first time he encountered a sword attack that directly struck the soul.

But it’s not impossible to cope with.

The Holy King Lihuo snorted coldly, formed seals with his hands, and a layer of blazing flames gushed out of his body, wrapping him up.

His Nine Yang Fire not only has extremely high physical damage, but also has super strong defense.

No matter how powerful the opponent's soul attack is, it cannot break his fire shield.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two invisible swords collided with the flame shield, and suddenly there was a loud sound of metal clashing.

Li Yun's two attacks did not break through the defense of Holy King Lihuo.

Li Yun was not surprised by this result.

It would be amazing if we could really break his defense!

"Let it go this time. Next time, I will not hold back!" Li Yun left a word and disappeared into the sky.

The Holy King Lihuo moved his right hand slightly, and a spark of fire escaped into the void, tracking in the direction Li Yun left.

However, after a moment, Saint King Lihuo felt that the aura he left behind was wiped out.

Obviously discovered by the other party!

The Holy King Lihuo snorted coldly, waved his hand, and took the weak Taoist with him away from the devastated land.

Half an hour after they left.

Only a group of spectators dared to appear here to observe the battlefield where the holy realms were fighting.

The three Wu Hous of the Shenfeng Dynasty also appeared in the crowd.

Looking solemnly at the devastated battlefield.

In the Eighteen States of Shenfeng, there has not been a battle above the holy realm for many years.

And now, in less than a month, two incidents have already occurred.

The first scene ended with the broken arm of the Divine Phoenix.

And this time, a saint was almost killed.

If it weren’t for the appearance of Saint King Lihuo, a saint would have died today!

"Hey, who do you think that giant hand is? How could it fight against a saint?"

"Needless to say, to be able to fight with a saint, one must be in the Saint Realm. This is not something that small fry like us can comment on. We should hurry up and see if we can gain some insights. Fighting between Saints is something that only happens once in a thousand years!"

"Just comprehend it here by yourself. Don't let yourself get stuffed to death. I just saw a saint from Shengtian Sect injured. Go and see if you can pick up a few drops of holy blood. If you can pick up even one, you'll be rich!"

Many cultivators were either busy comprehending the fluctuations of rules left behind after the battle between the saints, or searching for holy blood.

"Marquis Wu, do you have any guess about the owner of the giant hand?" Suddenly, the young man in black clothes beside Marquis Wu said.

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