The Second Great Wall Lord Liu Guangming raised his eyebrows. He inherited part of the inheritance of Holy Lord Guangming and has always been very keen on this.

"If Tower Master Zhao can really lead us through the difficulties this time, then the reputation of the Holy King Tower will be unprecedentedly high..." the Lord of the Nine Heavens Holy Court said softly, of course there is envy. It would be great if this person came from his Nine Heavens Holy Court.

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But at this moment, most people still hope that Zhao Jiuyou can become the Holy King and end this chaos! At this moment, except for the monks in Wudi Nei and Divine Bird Tianhai, most of the monks in the north are gathered here! So... one day later.

Boom! Under the surprised gaze of everyone, a towering pagoda was successfully condensed! Zhao Jiuyou was completely transformed, and his whole body began to exude the terrifying spirit of the Holy King! "It's done!"

Too many people shouted with excitement and their eyes were wild! They...witnessed the birth of a holy king with their own eyes! "Haha, my master is a holy king!"

Zhao Nanhuang laughed even more arrogantly, wishing that everyone would know... But at this time.

The Lord Wensheng City, the Lord Zulong Palace, the Old Palace Lord Taiping and others who rushed back frowned.

"The Holy Throne that Zhao Jiuyou achieved...seems a little weak!"

Lord Wen Sheng frowned.

Naturally, they had seen the Holy King, and even seen the power of the Holy King when he first came into being! But the power displayed by Zhao Jiuyou at this moment... was much weaker.

Is it because the Holy King has bad intentions, or is Zhao Jiuyou himself too old?

They couldn't figure it out, but this was obviously not the time to question the matter.

The monks in the north are now in full swing! They can't throw cold water on it! Moreover, they really feel that Zhao Jiuyou has become the Holy King! Confirming this is undoubtedly enough! At this moment.

Zhao Jiuyou lowered his head, looked directly at everyone, and shouted: "Now that I have become the Holy King, I will definitely lead you to regain the northern territory and kill the reincarnated immortals..." "Okay..." "The Holy King is mighty!"

"The tower master is invincible!"

"Tower Master, I don't know your name..." Zhao Jiuyou smiled: "Let's call you Jiuyou."

The next moment.

"Nine Nether Saint King, Nine Nether Saint King..." Shocking shouts began to ring out.

...The middle part is close to the edges of the southwest parts.

Abruptly.

A black shadow quietly appeared, stirring up the power of heaven and earth, and slowly the fairy spirit began to wreak havoc.

"Hehehe..." He looked in the direction of the Holy King Tower and suddenly laughed contemptuously.

"A bunch of ignorant beasts..." "The Holy King... is only at the level of Pure Land Immortal in black clothes, so what's the use!"

"What's more, this Holy King is not that Holy King..." The black shadow disappeared, but it left behind a more terrifying power than the Seventh-turn Immortal and other reincarnated immortals.

at the same time.

In the mountains of the underworld, in the Temple of Heaven.

The Seventh Turn Immortal and the others had already reached a position very close to the Temple of Heaven. They all showed cruel and sarcastic smiles, knowing that they would catch Su Xuan soon.

At this moment, Su Xuan's physical body was blurry and his appearance was blurry, and the little bits of light had begun to dissipate.

But just when it was about to dissipate, his eyes suddenly condensed.

"Sure enough, there is something even more powerful hidden..." Su Xuan smiled coldly, and then his body turned into dots of light and lifted into the sky, disappearing as he ascended.

but.

Instead, there are the terrifying power of the evil god! The evil lines are flying and the evil god is roaring.

The evil master... has begun to arrive! Outside the northern border, in the southern tomb.

The originally dead Nanling was now in ruins, like a doomsday place on the verge of destruction! At this moment, in the center of the Nanling, an evil god as high as the sky was roaring up to the sky.

His body is slowly shrinking, with ancient evil armor covering his whole body, and his vast evil hair fluttering in the wind, blending into the void in all directions, connecting to the unknown evil realm.

There are also gray scales covering the hands, which look like dragon claws, but are sharper and more ferocious.

And his face...the corners of his eyes were slit, his hair sloping into his temples, his eyes were pitch black with blood, the left side of his face was covered with strange evil lines, and there were actually sharp fangs between his grins.

"Hahaha, all the reincarnated immortals, I'm here!"
Chapter completed!