Traveling through the sky: Ten Thousand Worlds Repairing the Sky System

Beside the Hualong Pond, a loud shout came, and then a wooden whip appeared and hit the old man's mind directly.

Ah!

An unbelievable scene appeared. The old man screamed strangely and jumped out. His body was shaking violently and he almost fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked, even some of the big guys around couldn't believe it.

The old man's spiritual thoughts were so terrifying that even the Holy Lord was no match for him. He was directly repelled by an inconspicuous wooden whip.

Then, everyone saw the figure appearing.

"Evan!"

"Ancient Eucharist!"

"Why is he here?"

Everyone recognized this figure at once. It was Ye Fan, the young man who had become famous in the East Wasteland recently.

"God Whip, why did he appear here?!" The old man was shocked and stared at the wooden whip in Ye Fan's hand with wide eyes.

Ye Fan was also shocked, wondering why this old monster knew this weapon and even called out his name.

"Haha, you finally showed up, and you saved us a lot of trouble." When Ye Fan appeared, a middle-aged man in black stood up and said with a smile.

This monk in black clothes was wrapped in a special black clothes, and even his face was wrapped tightly, as if he was deliberately hiding his identity.

However, the aura of the black-clothed monk clearly told everyone that he was a monk from the second level of Xiantai. More importantly, he exuded the power of the Jida and seemed to be hiding a Jida holy weapon.

Whoa!

This time everyone retreated, and the timid ones even began to sneak away.

Ye Fan felt bitter in his heart. He didn't expect that someone would take out two imperial weapons in order to deal with him.

Outside the Holy City, the void was blocked by the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron. They came just for him, the ancient holy body, and now another imperial weapon appeared.

"I don't know who the senior is, but in order to deal with me, a young monk in the Dao Palace realm, a Holy Master was dispatched with an imperial weapon. Ye is really honored." Ye Fan's eyelids twitched wildly and he pressed down. He asked with fear in his heart.

"Little guy, I'm just incidentally dealing with you, the most important thing is the guy behind you." The monk in black said with a cold voice.

Everyone looked sideways, and they really didn't expect that Lu Qing would only have a holy place to directly use his family's resources to dispatch the emperor's troops.

The three old guys on the side also had their eyes flickering, wondering what they were thinking.

Although the three old guys have lived for 4000 years and are much more powerful than ordinary holy masters, they can only retreat when faced with the imperial soldiers.

However, this may be their only chance to survive, and the three of them do not want to give up easily.

"Haha, if you want to deal with me, even if you take out an imperial weapon, it won't be easy to succeed." At this time, Lu Qing finally stopped what he was doing and looked at the black-clothed monk in the distance.

The Imperial Soldier's form was deliberately concealed by this guy. Although Lu Qing wanted to investigate, there was no result for a while.

"Hmph, you, Lu Qing, are so majestic. When you first arrived in the Holy City, you relied on your Origin Technique to plunder treasures, and even used the ancient holy soldiers to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Have you ever thought about today!" The man in black said disdainfully.

"It should be noted that the ancient holy soldiers are not invincible!"

"If you hand over the divine elixir and the ancient holy weapon in your hand today, I will consider sparing your life."

"In the final analysis, it's not for the treasure I have." Lu Qing was disdainful, without the slightest worry in his eyes.

Ye Fan on the side didn't know the situation, and was extremely depressed.

Originally, he wanted to seek Lu Qing's asylum, but he didn't expect to be hit by a gun. He was simply asking for death.

Although the monk in black came for Lu Qing, no one wanted to miss the mother of all things, and there was absolutely no reason to leave Ye Fan behind.

"It seems that the dignity I have established is not enough. No wonder clowns come to trouble me one after another." After Lu Qing finished speaking, he waved his hand impatiently, and a golden bead fell.

Under Lu Qing's tempering, the twelve ancestral witch puppets have advanced to the first level of true immortal, equivalent to a great saint.

The Xuanming Ancestral Witch appeared, and a large sheet of Yinming Demonic Fog directly enveloped the man in black and the three old monsters.

"What is this!"

"The power of Yin Ming, this is the power of Yin Ming!"

"Why is that puppet's aura so strong? Is it a saint-level puppet?"

For a moment, the man in black and the three old monsters screamed and looked frightened.

However, the sounds in the Yinming Demonic Mist quickly disappeared.

Although the three old monsters took the Yin Ming Grass and were filled with the power of Yin Ming, they did not have much resistance to this power. Moreover, Xuan Ming's Yin Ming power was so powerful that even the Great Sage of the same level could not resist it. .

The black-clothed monk had some resistance with the imperial weapons in his hands, but his true energy was soon exhausted and corroded by the Yinming Demonic Mist, turning it into nourishment for the Xuanming Ancestral Witch.

hiss~~

The battle ended quickly. No one expected that Lu Qing would have a saint-level puppet in his hands. For a moment, the coveting eyes around him became fearful, and they no longer felt any covetousness.

The appearance of the saint-level puppet was like a hurricane, blowing directly across the entire Eastern Wasteland.

In the post-desolate ancient times, it was rare to see the Holy Lord of the second heaven of Xiantai. Even the third heaven could be used as the foundation of a holy land, let alone a saint.

Although the saint-level puppet is a little inferior to the saint, it is still an irresistible existence.

After the great earthquake in the Eastern Wasteland, all the major forces could not calm down. Even the Jiang family of the Ancient Holy Land was the first to rush to the Holy City with their people.

"I've known for a long time that Brother Lu is not a simple person, but I didn't expect that there is such a treasure." Jiang Taixu arrived with everyone from the Jiang family and was the first to speak, saying to Lu Qing.

Jiang Taixu is now a saint-level being. He is not afraid of the living puppets, but he does not dare to be disrespectful to Lu Qing.

Only he deeply understood how terrifying the young man in front of him was.

Lu Qing didn't say much and asked Jiang Taixu to sit aside.

Princess Shencan had been rescued by Lu Qing, but it would take some time to wake up, so Lu Qing relaxed and waited for a grand event in the Holy City to arrive.

"The Holy Lord of Zifu asks to see Master Lu!"

"Holy Lord Wanchu asks to see Master Lu!"

"The Holy Master of the Ji family asks to see Master Lu!"

"Holy Lord Yaoguang asks to see Master Lu!"

……

The Holy City gathered in a storm, and the Lords of the Holy Land rushed over one after another, seeming to want to get some news from Lu Qing, or to understand Lu Qing's attitude.

"Meet Master Lu and meet the God King!"

Many people came to the Holy Lands, including the Holy Land's Holy Lords and the younger generation of monks, among whom naturally there were disciples from the Yuanshu family.Ouyang Ye, who was approaching his end, saw through Ye Fan's disguise and said in surprise: "You are the Ancient Holy Body, how dare you appear here!"

For a moment, everyone showed murderous intent, and everyone stared at Ye Fan.