"Miss Three, we must go back immediately, the business will change." Qingye, Nantai, pondered for a moment, looked up and said. He was a long time in the business, which was much older than Miss Three, and he knew the giants very well. If it weren't for a big change, he would never have been quick to call Miss Three back to the city at this time.

"Okay, let's go back soon." Although my heart was full of doubts, out of trust in Nantai Kiyo, Liang Xiaowu nodded and said, calling out the outside manager, passing the orders to prepare for the Clippers.

As he was speaking, he suddenly shouted loudly and resounded through Yunxiao: "So brave, who dares to offend me Yunbian?"

After a few days, Liang Xiaowu was already very familiar with this voice. No one dared to shout here except the Holy Lord Yunbian. Originally, the noble man was more qualified, but that noble man had never spoken since he met him for the first time. It was obvious that his vocal cords were damaged.

The maid next to the noble young master was a little rude, but she cared about her identity very much. Even if she was angry, she would not have the same knowledge with them, nor would she make a big fuss. In the past few days, Liang Xiaowu would have deliberately or unintentionally imitated Ling Caiyi and changed her habits. She always felt that that was the style of a person with a real identity. Even if she was just a maid next to the noble man, she was much better than the shopkeeper of her business.

Hearing the shout of the Holy Lord Yunbian, Qingye's face changed slightly: "Demonstration, warning, this is a strong enemy attack. The third lady stays here, I'll go and check it out."

The Holy Lord Yunbian moved into the palace. This incident had spread all over the world. I thought that all the seventy-two cities in the four countries had received news. I also knew that the Holy Lord Yunbian was a little stronger. At this time, there was no one who dared to invade the palace.

Even the old enemy of the Holy Lord Yunbian, he had to test it a few times first and see the true strength of the Holy Lord Yunbian, before he could dare to take action. Moreover, the Holy Lord is also a person with great identities. Even if he wants to take action, he will challenge him head-on and will never do anything like a despicable person who privately breaks into the palace.

The Holy Lord Yunbian was also very depressed and forced himself to enter the palace where he was. Such a ghost thing has not happened for decades. What's more, the matter of his being in the palace is well known. This is the rhythm of slapping him in the face in person?

With his knowledge, he naturally would not be so naive. He dared to enter the palace in front of him. If he had only a few tricks, he would be seeking death. Moreover, there were people outside the palace guarding him. Yunbian Port was his territory. There were legions he formed himself here. There were thirty-six warriors alone, and his overall strength was a little stronger than Yunbian City.

After all, Yunbiancheng is quite far away from here and is not a commercial city. In addition, I have lived in Yunbiancheng for many years, so I don’t need such strong defense capabilities. Yunbiangang is a commercial port with ships flowing every day. Where there are people with money and food, there will be many disputes. If there are not many people to guard it here, I will not be able to conquer those big businesses.

When the Holy Lord Yunbian found something wrong, the enemy had already entered the palace and passed through two courtyards, and his pace was constantly. His speed was like walking in his own backyard. Are the guards in the palace dead?

A man and a woman came towards him. The man was thirty and had white faces without any need. He had his hands empty and three small flags hung on his back. As he walked, he was dancing left and right. The flag was like a ghostly talisman, and the messy lines made people feel dizzy.

Next to the man was an old woman, about sixty years old, wearing local clothes, with strange lines on them.

As the Holy Lord, Yunbian naturally knew that he could never judge people by his appearance. Not to mention clothes, even this face was extremely deceptive.

"You two stop here. This is Yunbian Port Palace. It's in the Yunbian. I haven't asked you two friends yet..." He was angry and had murderous intent, but when he saw someone, he calmed down immediately. The old woman couldn't tell the depth. The man was full of blood and blood, which was not weaker than him at all, and might even be a little stronger.

The Holy Lord is at least one Holy Lord, and he is the extremely powerful Holy Lord. Seeing that the strength of the visitor is not inferior to him, he naturally feels a little polite when he speaks. You are polite, but you can't lose your reputation.

"Suspicious? Grandma, this person's divine aura has not been destroyed. He must have used the divine beast spirit within three days. It seems that he has used it. It's really damn." The man said angrily, the small flag behind him sounded, and his qi and blood soared into the sky. If it weren't for the old woman in front, he would have killed someone now.

"Don't worry, Xuan'er, please tell me carefully." The old woman said slowly.

The Holy Lord Yunbian was shocked. This person was ten meters away from each other and could tell at a glance that he had used the magical beast spirit recently. I don’t know how strong he had never beaten. This eye is much stronger than that of Yunbian.

He was surprised, but Yun Bian was naturally not afraid of something. He had a great opportunity, but not only did he fight on the surface, but even if he was half stronger than him, he still had the power to fight and even won it.

Ten years ago, the Holy Lord Yunbian himself killed two Holy Lords who were far stronger than him. He was famous all over the world and laid a solid foundation for Yunbian City and Yunbian Port, so that the Holy Lords in this basin would no longer dare to provoke easily, including his old enemy, no matter how arrogant he usually looks, he was unwilling to take the initiative.

In addition to his own strength, there is also a great god in the backyard. Thinking about the fact that after using that ability, he was still broken by others and lost half of his life. Such a noble person can no longer be measured by the Holy Lord.

After the Holy Lord Yunbian was defeated, he immediately stood in the cabin honestly and waited for the delivery. This did not mean that he was humble, but that he knew very well that the opponent's strength had reached a height that he could not imagine.

Hearing the old woman's words, the man put away his murderous intent, half closed his eyes, and carefully savored it for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face: "Grandma, the breath is wrong, it is obviously more pure. This is the breath of the higher divine beast spirit, which is different from the traitor we are looking for."

The old woman showed relief: "Yes, Xuan'er has grown up again. He has indeed used the magical beast spirit, and more than one. He is really a turtle eating barley."

"Haha, grandma is still so funny." The man flattered a little, and then his face changed slightly.

"Thinking?" the old woman asked with a smile.

The man nodded repeatedly, with a hint of resentment in his eyes. Grandma always treats him as a child. He is no longer young. Besides, how could he not think of such a simple truth?

He held his hands high, and a whirlwind blew around him. The small flag behind him sounded violently, and an invisible ripple extends around him with the center, instantly swept through dozens of kilometers in an instant. This range had already exceeded the entire Yunbian Port.

Rumble...

Wind and thunder rose from the flat ground, and lightning flashed in the sky.

The wind was originally beautiful, but in a blink of an eye, the dark clouds covered the top, countless lightnings flowed among the clouds, and bursts of thunder spread all over the world.

"Be careful." The old woman, who was originally kind-hearted, changed her face, grabbed the man and pulled him behind her, and her whole body was filled with blood and a strong ripple-free wave came forward.

Kalala...

Hundreds of lightning flew down from the clouds, constantly hitting the rippleless waves, rippling layers of ripples. The old woman groaned, the corners of her mouth were bloody, and her eyes were full of disbelief. How could this be possible? There is such a powerful person in the mortal world?

The whole body was filled with blood and blood, and circles of ripples protected the two of them. Millions of lightning shone in all directions. It looked beautiful, but it had a fatal power.

As soon as the gate of the courtyard opened, Ling Caiyi walked out, her face was calm, but her eyes were full of strangeness. She looked up at the two of them, her lips twitched a few times, and she held back and didn't scream.

There are invisible ripples flowing in front of you, blocking thousands of flash currents containing the power of heaven and earth. Is this still a human being? Ling Caiyi can guarantee that under this attack, no divine master on the mainland can hold on for ten breaths, at least to the level of an old man, to be qualified to confront him.

How many cultivators of the level of old men are there on the entire continent? According to grandpa, it is not more than two palms, which means there are definitely less than ten people.

In addition to them, perhaps the true soul master among the three major forces also has his own way to withstand the thunder of the sky. Ling Caiyi doesn't know whether it can be done or not.

The two people in front of me resisted it. Although the old woman struggled, she could not hold on for a while, depending on her performance. After measuring it back and forth dozens of times, I always felt that among the strong men I had met, no one except my grandfather could compare with this old woman.

So……

Let’s take a look at who is the most pleasing strong man who can gather water into clouds and lightning in his heart? How powerful is he? Is this a strong man who can slap the old man with one slap?

It's impossible. According to grandpa, although he is not Mo Qianyan's opponent, he can at least hold on for half a day in his hands. The strong man who likes him is obviously stronger than Mo Qianyan mentioned by grandpa. Did he read it wrong or was he in an illusion?

"Come on the list?" Ling Caiyi said calmly, with a cold face.

"The old woman comes from Qianjun Killing, and she is called Qianxuanzi. I wonder who is the master?" The old woman forced herself to hold on, and her face became extremely ugly. Qianjun Killing is indeed extremely powerful, but among the immortals, there are not many people who can reach her level. She couldn't understand the words of this woman, but she still claimed the name of Qianjun Killing.

The other party didn't even show her face, so she suppressed her without any power to fight back. With this ability, there were not many ten people in the entire Holy Hall Realm. Who would it be?

When the Thousand Armys were killed, unless the God Lord came in person, the rest would tie them together and deliver vegetables. Unexpectedly, the God Lord Zhenfan actually bumped into the door. No wonder the mortal saint lord was polite but not afraid at all. The backstage was really hard.

"I understand." Ling Caiyi pretended to behave and turned toward the backyard, but she actually didn't understand. After a while, the thunder disappeared and the sky of Yunbiangang returned to its original state.

Citizens only felt that the weather was strange. Warrior-level warriors could sense the changes in the energy of heaven and earth. They all looked dark and did not dare to go to the palace to ask questions. They could only wait for people from the Hong Kong army to send news back.
Chapter completed!