Chapter 799: : The sacred mountain of collapse!

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"Hey!"
The body is slightly curved, the foot is swept, and Su Yi suddenly jumps up. The figure jumps straight up, and the life rises from the air and rises to a dozen feet. It jumps directly to the emptiness of the holy martial arts. The breath is fierce, the robes are hunting, and the landing is allowed. The emptiness of the holy Wutai is also a trembling.
On the emptiness of the holy martial arts, the three young men and women who are vying for the war are all in good shape.
When I saw Su Yi’s coming, these four decent young people suddenly stopped abruptly. Four eyes looked at Su Yi, and fears came from the depths of their hearts. They almost cried in a face. And want to cry without tears.
These four people are not bad, they are all supernatural talents, and they all exist in the peaks of their respective mountain gates.
But they did not expect that this tyrant's Yi Yi was actually staring at the emptiness of their holy place.
With their understanding of themselves, let alone four of them, plus a few will not be Chu Changhuan's opponents, Chu Changhuan's end, but still in front of me.
"go!"
Four people want to cry without tears, but there is no way, crying and sorrowful face, but also had to squeeze a smile on Su Yi, this smile is even more ugly than crying, nodded to Su Yi, actually one by one. Hesitant, jumped directly, there is no meaning with Su Yi.
Su Yi is also very upset, I did not expect these four people actually do not do it with themselves!
Stepping on the empty space of the holy Wutai, condescending, easy to see all around, the line of sight is wider.
A lot of the Voids on the Vulcan stage, have already stopped some familiar figures, Chi Tianxuan, Gong Qianxing, Li Qingwei, Chen Yanhuan, Mu Yao, sword no shortage, Feng Qing, Shao Sijun, and Yu Tiangong That a leading youth...
The true peak of these younger generations swiftly swept their opponents, and not many people dared to go up and compete with them. It was easy to compare.
On the other side of the emptiness of the holy martial arts, the most fierce competition, fierce battles, swords and swords, the beasts are endless, breathable.
Most of the young people who can climb the emptiness of the holy martial arts are almost the same strength. At this moment, the war will take the emptiness of the holy martial arts, and the intensity can be imagined.
None of them wants to fall and set foot on the empty sacred martial arts. That is tantamount to squid leaping to the dragon gate. It is a battle for the world. This is related to their future and future. Isn’t it all the best? It’s a fame in the world, or it’s drowning in In the Shengwu Conference, you can see if you can get on the Vlores of Vladivostok!
Fortunately, no one can board the Vulcan sacred platform. Otherwise, this competition will be more intense.
Su Yi also saw Situ Muyang, Sakura Shallow, Liu Yunchuan and other familiar figures. They are very strong and are outstanding figures of the younger generation. They are all ordinary people.
But this is the Shengwu Conference. There are geniuses everywhere. Every one is a proud son of heaven. Tianjiao is a hero. Their strength is in the Shengwu Conference. It is difficult to achieve true excellence.
Many people are eyeing the dust, and few people know the strength of the virtual dust. They all think that the virtual dust is a soft persimmon, and they have gone to the empty space of the holy dust.
"unacceptable!"
The dust is very helpless, and there is no one in Su Yi who dares to provoke, but he is rushed up by the continuous people. The shots can’t help but be a bit harsh. The mighty atmosphere is surging, and the surrounding area is full of terrible storms. This is a small area of ​​the empty space of the holy Wutai on the figure directly vomiting blood.
"what……"
Not far from the side, on a emptiness of the holy Wutai, Su Yi saw a strange scene, the scales of the body were filled with red light, and a piece of scale on the body covered with a piece of broken armor, the breath was extremely strong, and the figure was swept. Out, if it is a red lightning, punching and moving, it is difficult for someone to be his opponent, where the fist has passed, one by one, the powerful young people are all shaken off by blood.
"Hey!"
The knife and the sword, the breath is fierce, but it falls on the fist of the scaly scale, blocked by the scales, the spark of Mars splashing and creaking.
The scales on the scales of the scales did not leave any traces, but those extraordinary swords were shaken by others, and some even had gaps.
"This guy is definitely not ordinary!"
Su Yi moved, according to the ruthlessness of the West, the state of the scaly scale belongs to the half-human and half-beast, but at this moment, the scales are smashed, and Su Yi estimates that the scales are not simple. People who can climb the emptiness of the holy Wutai are not. It will be simple, but no one is the enemy of the scaly scales, swept by the scaly scales, and this kind of combat power, I am afraid that few people can do it.
Under the keen soul force, Su Yi felt her eyes gaze on herself, and looked along the feeling. A pair of sun-like scorpions were projected from the front of the fluctuating space ripples. The owner of this gaze was not someone else. It is Nalan Ruyu!
At this moment, Nalan Ruyu also set foot on a emptiness of the holy Wutai. The light shrouded like a god, and the scorpion stunned and felt the breath of his body. No one dared to go to the head, and did not dare to provoke!
So on the 32 vain holy martial arts, there was a strange scene. On the emptiness of the holy martial arts where Su Yi and Nalan Ruyu were located, no one dared to fight, and no one dared to step on foot.
Gong Qianxing, Li Qingwei, Mu Yao, and the sword are indispensable. There are occasional people who want to try, just a few people. They want to become famous, and they all end in failure.
And there are a lot of empty space on the holy Wutai, it is fierce competition, the wind is surging.
"Come on!"
"Be sure to step into the void of the holy Wutai, and firmly hold the mountain gate!"
"The brothers are mighty!"
"..............."
Among the mountains and peaks, the crowds are boiling, the waves are soaring, and all parties are cheering for the disciples among their own gates.
All the outside forces, their eyes are fixed, and they hope that their disciples in the mountain gates will be able to stand on the empty sacred platform.
A group of strong people who surrounded the holy mountain, all face is pig liver color, iron and blue, the disciple of this holy mountain this time, almost all suffered damage, there are no more people left.
"Look, how come Naha Wang Zongyi?"
Suddenly, many eyes saw a strange scene. Overlord Zong Yizhen had clearly occupied a emptiness of the holy Wutai, but I did not know why, actually jumped away.
"what happened?"
Many people are surprised and reveal the color of doubt.
"Asshole, my holy mountain will have to smash you up!"
In the sacred mountain lineup, there are elders who suddenly burst into tears, their eyes are red, and their figures are like electricity. They can’t help but rush straight out to the front.
At this moment, someone finally saw it. Su Yi did not really want to jump into the void of the holy Wutai, but instead stared at a emptiness of the holy Wutai, where the ripples were seen. It was like a space of isolation, a void. Shengwutai suddenly appeared not far in front of Suyi, and a good youth standing on it is the disciple of the holy mountain!