The Return of the Prison Dragon: The Stunning CEO throws himself into his arms

Chapter 1,322: Crossing the Ranks to Fight the Holy Emperor

Mingyang City.

This place is three to four thousand miles away from Taiyi Holy Land, which is almost the limit of the territory that the Holy Land can control!

Further outside is the territory of Hunyuan Holy Land!

At this moment in Mingyang City, the second elder, Lu Yang, looked extremely pale.

Looking at the Mingyang City that was almost razed to the ground in front of him, Lu Yang clenched his fists and his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.

At this time, a sect saint king landed and returned, saying in a cold tone: "Elder, I have investigated and found that the entire Mingyang City has a population of 300,000, currently less than 10,000. The life and death of the city lord Xu Hua is unknown, and the two mineral deposits outside the city are also unknown. It was occupied by people from Hunyuan Holy Land."

Upon hearing the news, all the saint kings present roared with indignation.

"That's unreasonable!"

"Hunyuan Holy Land is seeking death!"

"I think they are completely crazy and dare to start a war with my Taiyi Holy Land!"

"..."

The leader, Lu Yang, looked very ugly. At this moment, he looked like a hysterical lion about to explode!

So many people died in Mingyang City, it really slapped Taiyi Holy Land hard!

In the past, there have been frictions and wars between the two holy places in Zhongzhou.

But there has never been a case where hundreds of thousands of city residents and low-level monks were massacred.

"With such actions, what is the difference between Hunyuan Holy Land and Demon Sect?" Lu Yang said in a firm tone. He stepped out of the dilapidated City Lord's Mansion step by step. With each step he took, his aura became more terrifying.

After stepping out of the ruined City Lord's Mansion, Lu Yang instantly jumped into the air, his whole face filled with intense murderous intent.

"Let's go, follow me to meet the people of Hunyuan Holy Land!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yang instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Upon seeing this, the remaining holy kings immediately followed him.

Not long after Lu Yang and others left, a crack in the void suddenly appeared outside Mingyang City, and then, Ye Qijue's figure walked out of it.

When he saw Mingyang City that was almost razed to the ground, he was slightly stunned.

The entire city is in ruins, with rubble scattered everywhere. If you look down from a high altitude, you can clearly see a huge palm print above the ground covering the city.

"Hunyuan Holy Land!!" Looking at the ruins of Mingyang City, Ye Qijue's heart instantly rose with anger.

After he sent out his spiritual consciousness to detect the aura left by the second elder Lu Yang and others, he quickly rushed towards the outside of Mingyang City.

Ye Qijue had just flown dozens of miles away when he sensed a strong battle shock wave coming towards him.

Upon noticing this scene, Ye Qijue immediately accelerated his flying speed.

After a few breaths, he saw on the horizon ahead, the second elder Lu Yang, leading three holy kings, fighting with the people of Hunyuan Holy Land.

In the Taiyi Holy Land, there is only one Holy King, the Second Elder, and together with him, there are only four Holy Kings.

On the other hand, the Hunyuan Holy Land opposite had two Holy Emperors and three Holy Kings.

The leader was a white-haired old man, who exuded the majestic aura of the ninth-grade Holy Emperor. He was none other than Elder Zhou, one of the five elders of the Hunyuan Holy Land.

He was now fighting with Lu Yang. The two were fighting high in the sky, and the void within a hundred feet around them was shattered!

As for the other Holy Emperor, Ye Qijue saw that his aura had only broken through to the Holy Emperor not long ago, and he was at the first level of the Holy Emperor.

This man was not very old, probably in his forties, with a build as tall as an iron tower, and surging energy and blood all over his body.

Seeing the situation that had already begun, Ye Qijue quickly came to support.

Without saying a word, he sacrificed the Great Luo Divine Sword, raised his hand and killed a Holy King monk.

"Stab!"

A rapid whistling sound echoed through the sky, and the body of the Holy King opposite was instantly swallowed and torn apart by the sword light.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Hunyuan Holy Land lost an eighth-grade monk of the Holy King.

This sudden scene caused the whole battle to pause for a moment.

When the second elder Lu Yang saw Ye Qijue arriving, bursts of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face.

"Uncle Junior!" Lu Yang was extremely surprised. He raised his hand and pointed at the Holy Emperor who had just broken through and said, "Please hold this person back."

During the fight with Zhou Bing, Lu Yang was worried about the holy kings below and needed to be distracted at all times, so he did not dare to use all his strength to fight Zhou Bing.

After all, there is an extra Holy Emperor in Hunyuan Holy Land.

The Holy Emperor is already the most powerful man in the Canglan Realm and is known as a giant. How can an ordinary ninth-level Saint King be able to resist?

When Ye Qijue heard this, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely kill him here today!"

The tragic situation in Mingyang City was still vivid in his mind. He hated Hunyuan Holy Land so much, how could he let him go so easily? !

"A mere sixth-grade Saint King dares to utter arrogant words. I don't know how to write the word "death!" Zhou Bing, who was fighting with Lu Yang, heard this. He smiled coldly and looked down at Ye Qijue, as if he was looking at an ant. .

After looking at it twice, Zhou Bing withdrew his gaze, turned to his disciple Fang Han not far away and ordered: "Kill him!"

When Fang Han heard this, the aura of the Holy Emperor's first rank quickly shook out from his body, his dark eyes stared straight at Ye Qijue, and sneered: "My ability is not great, but my tone is not small."

After Fang Han finished speaking, he rushed out with a lunge, raised his fist and charged towards Ye Qijue.

As the number one enemy of Hunyuan Holy Land, Fang Han naturally did not dare to look down upon the former Holy Son, Ao Yi and several other geniuses who all fell into the hands of Ye Qijue unexpectedly.

He knew very well that a lion used all his strength to fight a rabbit, so the moment he rushed out, he immediately used his best spiritual treasure.

It was a broadsword that shone with blazing, hot fire. The Tao Yun condensed around it, and the aura lingered around it. It was absolutely extraordinary.

The true meaning of martial arts in Fang Han's body, holding the broadsword in his hand, instantly shook. The Lingbao suddenly erupted into a divine light, and a terrifying sword light fell from the sky like a ray of light that shredded the darkness.

When Ye Qijue saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly and quickly broke through the air.

At the same time, the majestic magic power in the inner world was poured into the Great Luo Divine Sword like it was life-threatening, and an infinite sword intent suddenly swept across the sky.

He raised his hand and slashed out a shocking sword rainbow that was several miles long.

"Oh!"

The collision between the sword light and the sword rainbow was like water and fire incompatible. The shock wave erupted tore apart the surrounding void, and a ten-mile radius was directly beaten into a void.

Seeing that his magical power was actually blocked, Fang Han was a little surprised, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. No wonder the four saints who joined forces in the past night were no match for him.

In his opinion, Ye Qijue may have reached the level of invincibility!

This surprised Fang Han, but at the same time he felt a little scared.

The sixth level of the Saint King can be invincible in the same realm. If the strength is improved by one or two small realms, wouldn't it be able to threaten the Holy King monks?

Thinking of this, Fang Han felt extremely complicated, with envy and jealousy flashing deep in his eyes.

After taking a deep breath, he put away the contempt on his face and said seriously: "Sure enough, a genius, a sixth-grade Saint King can have combat power comparable to the Saint Emperor. It's a pity that you met me today!"