"How could someone break into the holy land without permission?"

"Who are they?"

"Where did they enter the holy land?"

"What did they do to the holy gate? Why can't the gate be opened? "

Questions rise from the bottom of the crowd.

However, those who can be in the field are all practitioners with good eyesight and good memory.

Tianjiao, who participated in the battle for the son of God, was only a few hundred people.

They knew the faces before, and naturally they could see that the five were not any of them who had participated in the battle for the son of God!

The four great powers of the holy tower look gloomy.

The pagoda was opened once every ten years to preside over such a great event as the struggle for the son. As a result, such a terrible thing happened in the hands of the four of them

"Fan Zhilin, go and tell the pagoda."

Lin Qingge, the most powerful of the four, died with a cold face.

One of them was stunned, nodded and flew to the void immediately.

At the same time.

In the holy land, the five uninvited guests seem to have noticed the prying from the people.

They stopped.

The young man in black, pale and shadowy, even in the direction of the light curtain, showed a vicious and wanton sneer. He opened his pale lips and said, "Xuan, Tian, Da, Lu, De, Sheng, Zi, Zhi, Wei, I, we, Xiao, Na, Da!"

He spoke very slowly. Even if the people could not hear the sound from the light curtain, even if they did not understand the lip language, they could roughly understand what he said, and their faces suddenly changed.

At the same time, the unspeakable anger and frustration are running in my heart

However

The crowd has not had time to scold

After a harsh sound, the light curtain collapsed completely

At the same time!

"Poof --"

among the four people sent out by the holy tower, Lin Qingge vomited blood and looked pale, as if he had been seriously injured!

“！” There was a moment of silence between the outside fields of the pagoda.

Everyone looked at the bloodstain on Lin Qingge's lips. They were in a trance, and more difficult to accept!

"Lin Qingge was the leader of the fight for the son of God ten years ago!"

"He was a generation of Tianjiao. After ten years of cultivation in the pagoda, he is now more unfathomable How could you be hurt? "

"Is that the light curtain?"

"Who is it? where are you? By what means? Even if you don't have to show up, you can hurt Lin Qingge! "

The people were terrified and uneasy.

The trend of the struggle for the son of God was different from what they had imagined, and this strange thing happened.

"Why do they say that they have accepted the throne of the Holy Son in Xuantian land? Will Tianjiao of our mainland specially emphasize the position of Saint son in our mainland?"

Some people are puzzled.

But some first-class forces, or the strong ones of the first-class peak forces, know more.

The master of the sword sect of Tianshan Mountain had an ugly face and a tight eyebrow. He said in a low voice, "those people are afraid that they are not from the Xuantian continent!"

Xia Suyi was not surprised: "I don't know which continent people are so presumptuous that they put their hands into our Xuantian continent at this time."

A sharp sword light passed by the eyes of the master of the sword sect in Tianshan: "which continent? It is needless to say that nature is the closest and always ambitious Shengxuan land to us

Speaking of this, his voice showed a bit of anxiety: "the Shengxuan land is most likely to succeed recently It's just that Shengxuan land is much stronger than our Xuantian land, and so is the younger generation. I'm afraid... "

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