Chapter 829: 　Short battle

"See the saint."
This sentence caused an uproar at that time.
The warriors under the rule of the Dark Temple of the Eastern Region bowed and saluted neatly. The saint, the saint of the Dark Temple, is the supreme position in the entire Eastern Region.
For them, the saint is aloof and beyond reach.
Even the Golden Wing Roc and Zhan Wuji both looked solemnly, looking at the figure whose eyes were only exposed, and their hearts were filled with fear.
"Don't be polite."
The saint's bare hand lifted lightly, whether it was words or actions, it made people feel like a spring breeze.
When everyone got up, the saint finally looked at Zhan Wuji and Jin Wing Dapeng, there was a hint of coldness between her brows, but she didn't say a word, and she walked forward.
Her steps are not fast, but she is like a fairy walking in the world.
Zhan Wuji and Peng Wanli didn't give way, and looked at each other, ‘Boom’...Two powerful auras rushed up, what about the saint? Take strength to speak.
Tweet followed behind the saint, followed by the two envoys Qing and Lan, and the master of the Di Fu Temple.
The saint is here, and they have no fear at all.
"Da da da!"
The footsteps were light, and the saint’s momentum rose by a point every time she took a step forward, until when she walked in front of Peng Wanli and Zhan Wuji, the sky above her head had changed color.
"Boom!"
The dark clouds are overwhelming, and thunder is allowed in the clouds.
next moment……
With a "click", a shining thunder exploded in the sky, and there was a tendency for heavy rain to pour down, and the sound of thunder rolled and echoed over the city of Sizhu.
At this moment, everyone became embellishment, and only three people in the field were the most central focus.
This is an imposing battle.
"Boom!"
In the dark clouds, three huge vortices emerged, pressing down, and behind Peng Wanli, an extremely huge golden shadow appeared, golden eyes looking all over the world, spreading their wings and wishing to fly.
Behind Zhan Wuji, the God of War appeared, an indomitable giant, holding his arms in his hand, and roared, shaking for nine days.
Although the three of them haven't taken a shot, their momentum is so amazing.
Four Bamboo City...
Countless warriors appeared in horror, as if they smelled the breath of death, as if the world was destroyed.
"Boom!"
The sky rumbling open, the atmosphere is depressed to the extreme.
The Golden Wing Roc and the God of War, and the three-wheeled vortex at the top of the nine days, fought frantically. They were vaguely indistinguishable. The saint was a match between Zhan Wuji and Golden Wing Roc.
"boom!"
The aura of the three of them exploded, and they were all cleared within a hundred feet of each other, and no one could get closer.
When Tianwei is here, mortals have no right to approach.
...
When the three clashed, Ye Yusheng, who had already walked into the auction room, looked up as if he had sensed something.
It was so familiar, his heart was pounding, as if there was something or...person that made him extremely excited.
"Zheng!"
The next moment, the sword blasted through the sky, and the spirit of the sword domain directly penetrated the dome of the auction house and rushed into the sky.
Through the big hole in the dome, Ye Yusheng saw the battle in the sky.
The evil scarlet sword rushed directly into the battle on the sky.
This scene made everyone look up.
The blood sword crossed the sky and was hundreds of meters long. It floated up and down in the endless sea of ​​blood. An extremely evil aura descended on it. The sword shook the sky and slashed directly at the war who was holding the worries.
"boom."
The Great War broke out, the Spirit of the Sword Region directly focused on the God of War, and a terrifying battle broke out.
The battle broke out a little abruptly, with a sword and a of war, fighting together frantically, almost shattering the void.
The remaining three vortexes and the Golden Winged Roc were also affected by the Qi engine, and instantly collided together.
Messed up...
Before the auction was held, a great battle broke out.
The four behemoths started a terrifying battle on the sky, fighting in twos, and no one would take a step back. The same tyranny, the same violent.
too strong!
At this moment, the Four Bamboo City was shrouded by four astonishing coercion.
"Boom!"
The battle roared and became fiercer.
No one dared to stop it. This was not a simple battle, but a battle between the Dark Temple and the War Clan and the Peng Clan, fighting for the right to speak.
The fight was too violent, as time passed.
The huge Pengniao took the lead in the wind. Peng Wanli looked crazy and suddenly shouted: "Get up..."
When the voice fell, the phantom of the Golden Winged Roc would spread its wings and fly. The landing Roc was not the Roc. When he took off, he would become the strongest fierce bird in the world.
"Boom!"
When the wings moved, the void split open.
This sky is too low to allow Dapeng to spread his wings. Only by tearing up this sky can he fly.
"Out."
The saint also babbled, and in an instant, black clouds surged and vaguely, there was a fourth round of vortex to condense and form, and no one could retreat in this battle.
Retire, and lose the dignity of the race.
On the other side, the evil spirit sword also fought with the God of War to a feverish degree, the fighting between the two sides became more intense, and there was a vague tendency to fight between life and death.
"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang..."
The sound of swords shook the earth, and the dense sword intent condensed into a large kendo array, enclosing the God of War and Qi.
"Roar!"
The God of Qian Qi roared, and the eyes that were always closed showed a tendency to open. Once opened, these eyes would destroy the world.
...
"stop."
At this moment, a shout suddenly resounded across the sky over Qingzhou, and then... a jade hand that seemed to be infinitely large came out across the sky, and appeared in the sky over Sizhu City in a flash.
With a single pressure, the four giants in the sky all shrank and were oppressed.
"Everyone, take back their magical powers, and dare to shoot again, and kill without mercy." The cold voice spread from his bare hands.
"..."
In addition to the saintly woman whispering to the master, Peng Wanli and Zhan Wuji quickly withdrew their supernatural powers, and the spirit of the sword domain flew back into his sea of ​​knowledge world under Ye Yusheng's mouth, and fell silent.
...
A shocking battle ended with the appearance of the Lord of the Dark Temple.
Of course, there are only a few people who know who ended the war, and others don't know who did it.
The war ended.
"go."
The saint took the lead and walked directly into the auction house. This time, no one stopped and walked in through the biggest door.
Immediately after she entered, Ye Yusheng rushed out of the small door opened alone, and his golden eyes scanned around.
Nothing at all?
Impossible, what happened to the palpitations just now?
After thinking about it, he reluctantly shook his head and returned to the auction room again.
Zhan Wuji and Peng Wanli looked at each other, and walked in through the largest portal together.
"call!"
As soon as the three of them disappeared, there were bursts of exhalation sounds.
Too depressing...