"This feeling of winning is so good." The little cutie came to Xiao Chen and looked at Xiao Chen with a hint of comfort in his eyes.

Jiang Yi and others also smiled.

Xiao Chen was invincible and swept the geniuses, and they were envious.

But they knew that there was a gap between themselves and Xiao Chen.

As for Lin Qingxuan and Mo Wangqing, they stood aside silently and did not speak. Lin Qingxuan still did not recover from the shock. As for Mo Wangqing, they were thinking about something, no one knew.

Forty-three people present, the level of the immortal light exceeds 17 million feet.

Xiao Chen and others divided equally.

There are seven people, each of which is more than 2457,000 feet.

Suddenly, the seven people were born with strange phenomena on their heads.

Everyone feels the abundant power running in their body.

It feels great.

As for Xiao Chen standing in place and feeling the change of power at this time, plus the fairy light distributed this time, the fairy light blessed by him was infinitely close to five million feet. This feeling changed Xiao Chen's mood. Now, he seemed to be able to touch the barriers of the sub-saint with his hand.

This feeling is very wonderful, and he feels that his mood is also changing.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This kind of enlightenment is hard to come by.

The moment he opened his eyes, he felt that the world was extremely clear in his eyes, and even the scenery that could be seen thousands of miles away at a glance. The feeling of the superior was extremely strong.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but breathing and stool became rapid.

"Is this the power of the Sub-Saint..." he murmured.

At this time, the Nanhuang Empress in the divine consciousness spoke: "If you think the moment you felt was the power of the sub-saint, then the sub-saint would be too worthless."

As she said that, she glanced at her mouth.

"You are now in the eighth level of the semi-saint, and you have the blessing of five million feet of immortal light. You can barely reach the peak of the nineth level of the semi-saint in the ancient holy battlefield. The senses just now are just one ten thousandth of the power of the sub-saint."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Chen's eyes couldn't help but shake violently.

One ten thousandth is so powerful.

How terrifying would it be if it was a true power as a sub-saint?

Xiao Chen's heart trembled and could not imagine it.

Asa Saint...

His heart kept whispering.

"You have a strong talent. You have reached the eighth level of semi-saint at the age of more than two hundred years. It is rare. However, if you want to understand the holy path and become a sub-saint, it may take a hundred years. Unless you are greatly touched and understand your mind and nature, you can only be promoted in advance." The Queen of Nanhuang explained to Xiao Chen in a very mature manner.

"It will take a hundred years?" Xiao Chen almost broke his voice.

The Queen of Nanhuang nodded.

"Is a hundred years long? Among martial arts monks, a hundred years of time is just a blink of an eye. Not to mention a hundred years, even a thousand years, so what? Martial arts monks seize the fortune of heaven and earth, have their lifespan, tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, what is a hundred years? If the practice is really so easy to promote, then wouldn't the old monsters who have lived for thousands of years be in vain?"

The words of the Nanhuang Empress made Xiao Chen silence.

indeed.

If we really count by time, then wouldn’t all the old monsters of thousands of years be the most holy ones, the holy way is invincible?

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but smile.

In comparison, it is indeed not considered old to be a member of the Assassin who is over 300 years old.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen felt balanced.

A smile appeared on his face.

Asa Saint, I am really looking forward to it. I wonder what the day I will be like when I become Asa Saint?

"Xiao Chen, what are we going to do next?" Jiang Yi and others spoke.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed.

"There is no longer what we need in the Holy Academy. I think it's time to walk out of the Holy Academy. Kuanglang and Tuoba Feng are still waiting for us. I don't know what they are now. It's okay to go out and take a look. Anyway, the ancient holy war has ended."

Everyone has no objection to this.

At this time, Xiao Chen turned around and looked at Mo Wangqing, his expression flashed, and he said softly: "After leaving the Holy Academy, will you still follow me?"

His voice was somewhat anticipated.

Mo Wangqing was so scared that he was afraid to look at him.

But he still nodded softly.

After walking along the way with Xiao Chen and others until now, if she really separates, she doesn't know what else to do, so she has no intention of parting ways. Lin Qingxuan looked at the two of them and smiled, her big eyes were full of brightness.

"It's just right, you can develop feelings."

Mo Wangqing is embarrassed to be said.

Xiao Chen and others smiled slightly, and then the seven people turned around and left without looking at Duan Yang and others.

The seven people left the Holy Academy without stopping.

Outside, Xiao Chen and others could not see the edge at first sight, and looked around and saw a vast area.

Xiao Chen stood there, his spiritual consciousness spreading, traversing thousands of miles.

He was looking for Tuoba Feng, Kuang Lang and others. After a long time, Xiao Chen's eyebrows moved and frowned slightly, as if he felt something bad. Then, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and his expression flashed with a cold look.

"The southeast direction is three thousand miles, and the crazy wave Tuoba Feng is in trouble."

Xiao Chen spoke, and flew away with Mo Wangqing's hand. In an instant, he disappeared. The little cutie and others did not dare to be careless. They followed Xiao Chen's footsteps and headed straight to the southeast.

...........

"Super the fairy light, we can let you two become disabled, otherwise, hum!" He spoke, wearing a dark green robe, even his hair was black, and his whole body was filled with a gloomy aura.

And around him, there were several geniuses with arrogant expressions.

In front of them were Feng Liu and Tuoba Feng, but both of them were extremely tragic at this time. Feng Liu's arm was broken, and it was his left hand, the sword-holding hand, the bones of the hand were penetrated with blood and blood. He hugged his arm and his face was pale. On the other side, Tuoba Feng stood there with a battle axe in his hand. His body was also injured, but the fatal thing was his eyes. Black blood flowed in his eyes, and his eyes were deeply sunken, and he was obviously blind.

And behind the two people was a dying crazy wave.

The three of them were besieged.

They were forced into the corner, with heavy casualties, but they still did not give up.

At this time, the situation was extremely bad.

"Tuoba, give it to them, Kuanglang is almost unable to hold on..." Feng Liu spoke slowly, his voice bitterly, while Tuoba Feng, who was blind at this time, had a blue face, and the battle axe in his hand flashed with extraordinary combat power.

Finally, he sighed.

"Can't give it!"

Behind him, the sound of crazy waves came out, extremely weak.

Romantic turn back.

I saw Kuanglang's eyes firm, indifferent, and even anger in his eyes.

"Even if I die, I will not hand over the immortal light that Emperor Yan exchanged for his life." He stood up, and even so, he still burst out with his immortal power and wanted to fight.

"If you want the fairy light, you can step over me!"
Chapter completed!