On the platform, the clouds and mist gradually dissipated, and the entire platform was revealed in front of the saints.

This is a stone platform that is as tall as a hundred feet tall and trapezoidal.

The entire stone platform turned red, as if it had been stained with a sea of ​​sword light and blood, emitting a terrifying aura of death.

Even the most saint of cultivation is under great pressure in front of the red high platform.

On the top of the platform, there is a round huge stone, and countless ancient characters are carved on it, and countless cumbersome patterns are all over the text.

In the air above this huge rock, an extremely huge longbow was suspended. The longbow was dark and looked very rough. The surface of the bow was thick and not smooth at all, and there was no beauty at all.

However, no one dares to underestimate this bow, because this is the legendary Sun Shooting Divine Bow.

Once upon a time, in ancient times, the Golden Crow clan caused trouble in the world and appeared together for ten days. A generation of Emperor Yidi used this bow to shoot down nine suns and forced the Golden Crow clan to retreat.

At this moment, the sun shooting divine bow reappears in the world, and countless people are eager to obtain this divine bow.

However, the two quasi-emperors blocked everyone behind.

On the top of the platform, Emperor Jun of Yang and Ancestor Huo formed a confrontation.

The giant bow hangs above their heads.

"Yang Yunzhi, aren't you really trying to compete with me for the Sun Shooting Divine Bow?"

The Huozu's hair and beard were all open, and his voice was like thunder, which made the entire hall tremble.

Yang Yunzhi smiled faintly and said, "The treasures in the world are obtained by those who are destined to be. Senior, since you and I have all come, it is better to show their magical powers. Who can get them? "

Huo Zu glanced at him deeply, smiled at the sky and said, "Okay, let me see if you have made progress over the years."

"I hope I won't let my senior down."

Yang Yunzhi smiled and said.

"Senior, please."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Yunzhi took action. His right hand suddenly stretched out, and his whole arm suddenly swelled. His palm was like a stretched cloud, and he reached out to grab the giant bow above his head.

"snort!"

Huo Zu snorted coldly and reached out his hand.

As soon as he made a move, fire suddenly surged into the sky, and a big hand condensed from a raging fire suddenly popped up and grabbed the giant bow like lightning.

This moment.

The hall was surprisingly quiet.

All the saints widened their eyes and looked at the platform, paying attention to the dispute between the two quasi-emperors.

Yang Yuqian clenched his fists, his pupils contracted sharply, and he thought to himself: "Damn the Fire Ancestor, come to this muddy water, Father, don't show mercy, you must defeat this old immortal, the sun shooting god bow is only for our family!"

The war cloak and the flames were both nervous, looking at the high platform, paying attention to the dispute between the two quasi-emperors.

The saints around him dared not take a breath.

They have practiced for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, and there are only a handful of quasi-emperor battles that they have seen and heard.

Today I have the honor of witnessing the two quasi-emperors fighting this place. They all concentrate and focus on this extraordinary battle.

They knew that this battle would be recorded in history.

Lin Yi was also paying attention to the dispute between the two quasi-emperors, but his pace did not stop at all.

In fact, Lin Yi wanted to stop.

However, he could no longer help.

The moment he stepped onto the stone steps, his legs were as if they were stringed, and he couldn't stop even if he wanted to.

Yang Yunzhi took action and was determined to win the Sun Shooting Divine Bow.

The same is true for the Fire Ancestor.

The two quasi-emperors were about to touch the giant bow.

Sudden!

Two giant golden palms fell from the sky.

boom--

The giant palm fell like a meteor, hitting Yang Jundi's back, slapping his giant hand off.

The giant palm was like a Buddha who subdued demons, smashing the Fire Ancestor's wrist and smashing his flaming arm down.

The sudden scene shocked everyone.

"How could this happen? Where did that golden giant palm come from? It's so damn."

Yang Yu almost cursed.

The expressions of Li Yunyi and the disciples of Huo Zu were not much better.

The saints were also shocked inexplicably.

Seeing that the two quasi-emperors could catch the sun-shooting divine bow, where did the giant palm fly from it to block it?

"roar!"

"roar!"

Accompanied by two deafening roars, a golden light flashed, and two figures in golden armor appeared out of nowhere on the top of the platform.

"That's... the ancient battle corpse of golden armor?!"

The White Tiger Saint couldn't help but exclaim.

Previously, the black armored corpse group could slaughter the saints by fighting together, and the bronze armored corpse could slaughter the saints' souls.

No one expected that there was a more terrifying golden armored war corpse behind it.

And the two golden armored war corpses repelled the two quasi-emperors with one move. How terrible are these war corpses?

When the saints were shocked, the two golden armored war corpses had launched violent attacks on the two quasi-emperors.

Emperor Yang and the Ancestor Huo were immediately furious.

They have been roaming all over the world for a long time, so how could anyone dare to ruin their good deeds?

Seeing that the Sun Shooting Divine Bow was about to be lifted, but it was destroyed by two war corpses, the two quasi-emperors were furious.

Without saying a word, Yang Yunzhi slapped the golden armored war corpse attacking towards him with a palm. His palm seemed ordinary, but there was a world of things inside.

Such a palm can destroy a radius of 100,000 miles in the outside world. If it is in the void, it can even smash smaller meteors.

However, this palm slapped the golden armored war corpse and only knocked the war corpse back ten meters.

"My God! The golden armored war corpse is actually a quasi-emperor!!!"

Qilin Sheng was shocked and stuttered.

All the saints around were stunned.

Emperor Yi is really a big deal. Even the guardians of the Sun Shooting Divine Bow are two quasi-emperor battle corpses.

Looking at the entire starry sky, only the five ancient emperors could do this.

The Fire Ancestor's Fire Palm slapped the Golden Armored War Corpse, and only shook it back, without killing the Golden Armored War Corpse.

Two golden armored war corpses got up from the ground and rushed towards the two quasi-emperors again.

"Damn it!"

Yang Jundi was immediately angry.

The Fire Ancestor was so angry that he roared like thunder.

Seeing that the Sun Shooting God's bow was just enough to get it, but was blocked by two war corpses, the anger in the hearts of the two quasi-emperors can be imagined.

The two quasi-emperors took action and fought two golden armors and retreated step by step.

For a moment, lightning and thunder were heard on the platform, and the fires soared into the sky, and the void was penetrated, but the entire platform did not move at all.

Lin Yi gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

At this moment, there were four quasi-emperors fighting on the platform, and he didn't want to take the stage.

He knew that with his cultivation level, once he stepped onto the high platform, he was afraid that the aftermath of the battle between the four quasi-emperors would be able to kill him.

However, Lin Yi couldn't stop at all.

Even though he tried his best to pour his entire body of energy into his legs, his legs still did not slow down at all.

Looking at the Huo Zu, who was roaring like thunder and beards, looking at Emperor Yang Zhun, whose face was sank and made a shocking move, and looking at the ancient battle corpse of Xiaoqiang who was two golden helmets and golden armors, who seemed to be unable to kill Xiaoqiang, Lin Yi felt a little numb.

The aftermath of the battle between the four quasi-emperors turned into a strong wind, sweeping across all directions.

Lin Yi was closest to him, and he was very unlucky. In just a moment, countless cracks were cut from his clothes and wine glass, and countless bloody holes appeared on his head, face, and body.

"Is this the rhythm of dying with pride?"

Lin Yi smiled bitterly in his heart.
Chapter completed!