After hearing Xia Yitian finish speaking, Xia Yuhe suddenly sneered and said, "You can't help but think that Lin Yi is too high. What kind of nightmare for anyone? Just him? A small sixth-level martial king dares to make trouble? The cultivation world of the Holy Martial Continent is very big, and countless people can deal with him."

Xia Yitian frowned immediately. Suddenly, she felt that her admiration for Lin Yi seemed to arouse her father's rebellious mentality.

Aren’t you Lin Yi very strong? I want to see how strong you are!

"But, Father..."

"Okay, don't say it anymore!"

Xia Yuhe scolded coldly, stared at Xia Yitian, and scolded: "Yitian, you really disappointed me so much. Where has the sharpness on your body gone? Did you ever lose to Lin Yi once and you will never get out of the shadow?"

His cold eyes suddenly turned and he looked at Xia Lunqian.

"And you! If you don't want to be a waste, go with me to experience Lin Yi's ability."

Xia Yuhe said in a cold voice.

Xia Lunwu was so scared that he trembled all over. He nodded quickly and said, "Okay, Father, my son, please follow the will of your father."

Xia Yuhe suddenly became angry, which made Xia Yitian want to speak but stop.

Finally, she gritted her teeth, followed her father and brother, floated up, and flew towards Qin Fengshan.

at the same time.

Above the southeast sky, an ancient chariot was rolling in the void.

The ancient chariot was purple-gold and very huge, with runes engraved on it. Under the reflection of the morning light, all runes emitted brilliant colors. From a distance, it looked like a colorful flying boat across the clouds.

There were dozens of people on the chariot, leading a middle-aged man. The man was thin, with a beardless face, an eagle-eyed hooked nose, deep eye sockets, and a pair of slightly blue eyes emitting cold eyes.

This man was wearing a purple long gown, and his thin body seemed not to be able to hold up the long gown, and he looked like he was wearing a monkey and was very funny.

But wherever the thin man stood, he felt like he was in a deep and silence. The momentum he exuded even surpassed Qin Nantu when he was alive, and surpassed Xia Yuhe, the king of the Great Xia Dynasty.

This person is the head of Wenshu Holy Land, a generation of Wuhuangyue Hanshan!

Not far behind Yue Hanshan are the saint Wu Caiyun, the saint of Wenshu, and the saint Wu Yumo.

From the distance between the two and Yue Hanshan, it can be seen that the two are deeply appreciated by the helmsman of Wenshu Shengdi.

At this time, on the chariot, Yue Hanshan was carrying his hands on his back and listening to the messenger's express.

"What? In one day, eleven martial kings appeared?"

Yue Hanshan's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and his slightly blue eyes were full of disbelief.

The messenger kneeling on the ground on one knee was shaking under Yue Hanshan's gaze, and his bones were clamoring, and there was danger of exploding his body at any time.

"Everything that Beizhi said is true. Countless people saw with their own eyes that Xueyi Gate broke through eleven martial kings in one day. This is our secret spy, hidden near Qinfeng Mountain, and sent back the news as quickly as possible."

The messenger Zhan Zhan Li said respectfully.

Wu Caiyun and Wu Yumo's faces were also full of shock.

Both of them had fought with Lin Yi, and they all knew Lin Yi's powers well, but if Lin Yi had extraordinary magical powers, he would not believe that he could create eleven martial kings in one day, even if he killed them, he would not believe that he would kill them.

Wu Caiyun thought to himself: "Can that bastard have any extraordinary skills?"

Since Lin Yi snatched the Caiyun Light Blade in Black Witch City, Lin Yi set a fire and burned his dress, causing Wu Caiyun to escape in a panic, Wu Caiyun returned to the Holy Land of Wenshu, worked hard to improve and practiced more.

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Then, she went into seclusion and practiced in a desperate attempt to break through to King Wu.

But after practicing for a while, I still couldn't see the opportunity to break through. Today I followed my master to relax. Suddenly I heard that Lin Yi had broken through the eleven martial kings in one day.

The blow Wu Caiyun suffered in his heart is indescribable.

She originally regarded Lin Yi as a target of catching up, but she didn't expect that any few pawns under Lin Yi could break through to King Wu and crush her in terms of cultivation.

For a moment, Wu Caiyun's mind was shocked and Dao's heart began to become unstable.

Except for being shocked, Wu Yumo didn't have many ideas.

After all, he once witnessed the scene of Lin Yi confrontation with that world in the death world with his own eyes.

It was also due to Lin Yi's glory that he was able to leave the world of death alive and brought out some spiritual spring water.

Suddenly, he heard that Lin Yi had added eleven Martial Kings in one day. Wu Yumo was shocked and smiled bitterly, saying, "If you say others can create eleven Martial Kings in one day, I will never believe it. But if you say Lin Yi? Haha, I absolutely believe it! Lin Yi, that monster, can't do anything? He has done something more despicable than this."

Yue Hanshan naturally didn't know what the two beloved disciples behind him were thinking. He looked at the distant sky, pondered for a moment, and said to himself: "I want to go and see what Lin Yi is so outstanding. In one day, is it true that it is true or is it a mystery."

After saying that, Yue Hanshan immediately ordered the Zijin Chariot to fly towards Qin Fengshan.

Now, Qin Fengshan has almost become the center of the entire Shengwu Continent's cultivation world.

Countless flying mounts, countless cloud boats and chariots, were swaying, covering the sky and the sun, and flew towards Qinfeng Mountain.

On the ground, countless strange beast mounts carried powerful and powerful people, and also rushed towards Qin Fengshan.

At this time, Lin Yi didn't care about anything outside. He was playing chess and was still playing chess with Xueer.

Xue'er got rid of her irritability last night, and now her mood has become as quiet as water. When playing with Lin Yi, she is neither anxious nor impatient, neither anxious nor slow, and silent. The two of them fall together, holding a black spoil and holding a white spoil, and they have a very tacit understanding, just like a person's left and right hands are playing against each other.

Before we knew it, a dark cloud as thick as ink covered the sky, the morning light, and the eyes of countless monks at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, Lin Yi fell down the most chess piece, Xueer looked up, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"I waited for a night and finally waited for the Tribulation Cloud. I hope the Sect Master can successfully overcome the thunder tribulation."

Lin Yi raised his eyes and looked at the catastrophe cloud that covered the sky and the sun.

Xueer clenched her pink fists and stood up one after another with Lin Yi. The two of them left the straw shed and stood side by side on the top of the mountain.

Looking at the endless surging clouds of disasters in the sky, Xue'er believed extremely firmly: "The Sect Master must be able to do it."
Chapter completed!