Chapter 179 Entering the Holy Tower
The terrifying murderous intent spread out on this light platform like a tide, causing many top prides to change their colors slightly, and their eyes were filled with fear when they looked at Wu Huang.
And under the many eyes, Wu Huang's eyes were stern. He stared at Zhou Yuan and said coldly: "The most pitiful thing about you is to have something you are not qualified to have."
"And, sadly, you still naively think you can take it back again."
"Zhou Yuan..."
Wu Huang's mouth was raised with a contemptuous curve.
"This time, I will let you understand that the so-called holy dragon fortune is just a bearer, and I am its real master!"
"I will let you taste what real despair is!"
The majestic and domineering source energy burst out from Wu Huang's body like a storm. His voice sounded low in everyone's ears.
Some of the eyes were also projected towards Zhou Yuan at this time. Most of these eyes contained some sympathy. Although Zhou Yuan had reached the middle stage of Tianguan Realm at this time, this was really much worse than Wu Huang.
Amid Wu Huang's murderous gaze and many sympathetic gazes, Zhou Yuan's expression was not at all. He smiled faintly and said, "When I was still in the Qi-raising Realm, you have already expressed it like this, but unfortunately, you have never been able to do it..."
"so..."
"Wuhuang, this time, you will still be disappointed."
The two of them collided in mid-air, and their murderous intent was so strong that the air became a little cold.
Boom!
Just as Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang looked at each other, the holy tower behind the light platform suddenly made a low sound, and then many prides quickly turned their eyes away, only to see that the huge tower gate was slowly opened at this time...
"The Holy Tower is opened!"
Everyone's eyes suddenly became hot. The greatest fortune in the Holy Land was in this holy tower. I think that coming here should be the so-called holy land.
The people on the Light Platform all obtained the fortune of a holy land, but that kind of fortune is not worth mentioning compared to the present.
If you can get it, you will definitely be able to truly soar to the sky and surpass everyone else.
Faced with this temptation, no one present can keep his heart calm.
Perhaps except for Yaoyao... Her eyes when she looked at the Holy Tower were always like a quiet pool, without any emotional ups and downs. She even frowned slightly because for some reason, the Holy Tower in front of her gave her an indescribable feeling.
It was faintly, she seemed to have seen it somewhere...
However, when she savored it carefully, it was fruitless.
This feeling made her feel a little displeased.
"The Holy Tower has opened, fast forward!"
The tower gate opened, and the light platform was silent for a moment, then figures shot out suddenly and rushed towards the tower gate like swarms.
Even Wu Huang and Ye Ming looked at each other, without hesitation, the group quickly turned around and rushed away.
"Let's go too." Zhou Yuan looked at Yaoyao and others and said.
Naturally, the group had no objections, and they were even eager to try.
"Walk!"
Swish!
The source energy roared, and it turned into several lights and shadows. Finally, it rushed into the holy tower with countless envious eyes in the holy land.
…
Outside the Holy Land.
Here, many people are gathered, representing many forces on the vast continent, so they are all waiting for the final result of the Holy Land.
They knew that this result was likely to change the power structure on the vast continent.
In the air, six magnificent source energy surged, and the source energy formed clouds. On the clouds, the six silhouettes sat cross-legged, and the sense of oppression emitted by the representatives of many forces here showed awe.
That was the messenger of the Six Holy Sects.
They always closed their eyes, like rocks, but today, their closed eyes suddenly moved, and then slowly opened them.
"The holy land in the Holy Land appeared." The six people's eyes turned to the Holy Land. At this moment, they faintly felt that a strange fluctuation appeared in the Holy Land.
"Holy Land, has it really appeared..." The Holy Palace envoy named Zhao Pan stared at the Holy Land with a slight narrowed eyes, with light flashing in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
In another direction, the barefoot uncle who had helped Zhou Yuan also gently knocked his pipe and stared at the Holy Land, which was a little complicated.
"Haha, I wonder who can get that great fortune in this holy land?" Among the six messengers, someone laughed and said with a smile.
Zhao Pan, who was pale and ungrateful, smiled faintly and said, "Wuhuang has great luck and outstanding talents. He must be the first young man in the Cangmang Continent. That fate must be him."
The barefoot uncle named Mu Wuji sneered and said, "Emperor of this tone, it seems that your Holy Palace has booked him?"
Zhao Pan glanced at him and said, "Isn't it normal for Fengju Wutong? Wu Huang made the best choice."
"Wutong? Hey." Mu Wuji sneered, with a strong chill in his voice, and said, "Do you people from the Holy Palace dare to enter this place of holy traces?"
Zhao Pan said coldly: "Mu Wuji, it seems that your Cang Xuanzong is still worried about what happened back then."
"Your ancestor disobeyed the Holy Order and attracted the holy anger. He ended up like this, but it was just a result of his own fault."
"Hmph, if you have any objections, even if you go to the Holy Palace to discuss the reason...but do you really think that your Cang Xuan Sect is still the first Cang Xuan Tian that year?"
Mu Wuji suddenly held the cigarette pole tightly with his big hand, and murderous intent surged out of his eyes.
However, Zhao Pan still sneered, and the energy around him was surging, as if a vast cloud was formed, whistling behind him, with a magnificent momentum.
The atmosphere between the two was instantly tense.
The representatives of the many vast continents below also looked at the scene with surprise, obviously not understanding why these two envoys were so angry.
Seeing this, the envoys from the other four sects spoke out to persuade them to make peace.
"There is no need to argue with you. They have entered the holy land, and we can also use our means..."
Zhao Pan and Mu Wuji snorted coldly, each retracting the majestic source energy.
"Let's get started."
The six messengers formed seals with their hands, and suddenly a powerful source energy shot out, which directly rotated in front of them, and finally gradually turned into a huge source energy mirror.
In the light mirror, light condensed, and gradually a picture emerged.
Looking closely, there were the thirty-eight figures that broke into the holy tower in the picture...
At this time, as the thirty-eight figures entered the holy tower, a towering holy mountain with invisible end also appeared in the light mirror with mystery and vastness.
Outside the entire holy land, representatives of all forces were excited and turned their eyes to the light mirror.
They knew that the battle that happened here next would surely shake the entire vast continent.
I just don’t know who can stand out from the top prides and shock the world?
Chapter completed!