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Chapter 1989: The baptism of the Holy King!

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present was shocked. Xue Honglou's eyes turned dark, Yuchi Changfeng was even more furious, and his gloomy face turned red due to anger.

"Su Yi, what are you? You are also qualified to join the Qianyuan Jintian Formation in my Holy Mountain!"

The blue veins bulged, and Yuchi Chang's eyes were like poisonous scorpions. His sharp and contemptuous eyes were locked tightly on Su Yi. If it weren't for the Holy Fire Elder pulling them, he would have already bullied him.

Immediately, all the elders of the Holy Mountain were furious, causing Zhou Kong's anger to stir up another wave of anger, and they pointed at Su Yi's direction and cursed!

"You have been spared from death and want to enter our Holy Mountain Godland. Su Yi, you really have nine lives but not enough to live!"

Elder Holy Fire tilted the corner of his mouth, his cheeks, which were as dry as tree bark, twitched tightly, and looked at Su Yi.

Su Yi shrugged and raised his eyebrows, and was extremely satisfied with the reactions of the sacred mountains. His eyes were as deep as water, and he shook his robe.

"Elder Duanmu, I have given the last road to the Holy Mountain. I still don't walk on this road to the Holy Mountain, but it's really stupid!"

Duanmu Xiongtu's pupils turned, and he felt the terrifying pressure spreading over Su Yi's body out of thin air.

The boy in front of him is ruthless and has the Heavenly Palace behind him. The two major families support him, so it is really not very popular.

After coming back to his senses, Duanmu Xiongtu realized that Su Yi was cruel and had profound strategies. The two previous paths were not real intentions at all, and they were all for himself to enter the Qianyuan Jintian Formation as a prelude.

Now that things have come, if you don’t agree to Su Yi’s request, it’s that the Holy Mountain has no vision to see it.

After thinking for a moment, Duanmu Xiongtudun's eyes flashed coldly, and there was a hint of doubt on the corner of his mouth, and he asked tentatively.

"Today is an important day for my Holy Mountain Competition. Friend Su Yi must enter the battle today?"

In an instant, the audience was silent. No one knew what Su Yi was intending. Could it be that it was just because of Liu Ruoxi?

"I have a bad memory in my life. I forgive you. I will say one last time, I will marry you. It doesn't matter what you compare to the Holy Mountains. I will only take my wife away!"

After pondering for a moment, Duanmu Xiongtu's aura slowly emerged, and the sharp star light was mixed with a little entanglement. Then he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Formation, let you enter!"

"Elder, no!"

"Duanmu Xiong Map! Qianyuan Jintian Formation is my holy mountain god land, how can outsiders enter!" A horrified and anxious voice burst out from the holy fire's throat, and a wave of horrified sounds overwhelmed the waves!

Su Yi immediately raised his sword eyebrows, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, extremely indifferent.

"You should have no other choice!"

As the faint voice fell, the strong men's eyes burst, and a sense of déjà vu that Su Yi killed the whole family emerged, with his eyes extremely sinister, and he wished he could swallow Su Yi alive!

"Su Yi, arrogant, if you don't take your life today, I will not be a human being!"

"boom!"

Elder Duanmu waved his palm and suppressed all the noisy anger. His eyes were fluttering, and his suppressed voice was shaken without any means.

"But I have two conditions! Please agree with Xiaoyou Su!"

As he finished speaking, Su Yi's brows twitched, and a light that was worthy of fun flashed in his eyes. He wrapped his hands in front of his chest, his face was cold as iron, full of arrogance.

"You are not qualified to talk to me about conditions, but I am in a much better mood now, so can I listen?"

Standing aside, Duanmu Xiao Mayu touched his hand gently, his eyes fluctuated, and Su Yi gently pressed the back of Xiao Man's hand, revealing a brilliant comforting smile.

This scene happened to be seen by Duanmu Xiongtu. His eyes were about to touch Duanmu Xiaoman. The faint fluctuations were unobservable, and the sound was circling around the sky.

"The Qianyuan Jintian Formation requires strict requirements and must be recognized by the innate saint king spirit first. Therefore, the first condition is that my friend must enter the Holy Martial Arts Hall like the Great Son and the Five Sons to receive baptism. If the baptism fails, it has nothing to do with my holy mountain. The second condition is that after entering, the competition will be carried out by the two of them. You cannot participate. As for whether the Nine Saints are willing to leave with you, it means another way! The Saints do not agree. If you force it, the Holy Mountain is not without foundation. Even if the goddess and the two noble disciples of the aristocratic families are there, the Holy Mountain is not afraid!"

The sound was loud and shaking, sweeping across the heaven and earth like thunder. Su Yi's mind was slightly rippled. Within these peaks filled with the aura of the Holy King, auspicious clouds flowed and the pressure was shocking the sky.

Su Yi naturally knew in his heart that the reputation of the Holy Mountain for thousands of years is not a big deal. As a holy mountain that can be infinitely close to the power of aristocratic families, the mountain protection formation is not a trivial matter.

"Boy, the formation is unusual. If there is no saint king's aura, even the strong people in the Yuan Dynasty will suffer great spiritual restrictions, and they will last for half a day at most! Have you figured it out?" Duanmu Qingtian sent the sound through the primordial energy, and the sound waves were transmitted into Su Yi's ears like a breeze.

At the same time, Duanmu Xiaoman also sent a message to Su Yi: "Qingtian said it well, there is no need to take risks. If Ruoxi is taken away, I will be enough!"

Su Yi was also thinking, his eyes swept across the audience, countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, and deep introductory sounds came from the audience.

"Su Yi, can you really go in? He doesn't have the aura of a Saint King!"

"I heard that when the Holy Mountain was inspected, the Holy Mountain originally wanted him, and even the posture of a traitor was still entering the Holy Mountain! I don't know what changes will happen later, but Su Yi actually came up the mountain today!"

"Just! No matter what, how could a person who is not a holy mountain enter the Qianyuan formation at will? It's simply seeking death!"

Duanmu Xiong's words instantly made Yuchi Changfeng and the elder's eyes lit up, and he let out a sigh of relief. Yuchi Changfeng took a step forward, and evil light surged in his narrow eyes, and the corners of his eyes, which looked like ice, rose up.

"Hmph! Su Yi, I let you in, I'm afraid you have the fate to come in, but you have no fate to come out!" Yuchi Changfeng sneered.

"Yes, arrogant boy, aren't you capable? Come on! Let's let you in!"

Sneer, contempt, ridicule, and ridicule were all vividly displayed on the faces of the people in the Holy Mountain. Su Yi slowly raised his eyes, and the black hair on his forehead swayed quietly in the golden clouds.

"Why don't you dare! Qianyuan Formation, I, Su Yi, have settled!"

The sound was like a meteorite falling from the sky, hitting everyone's heart, and the eyes of the aristocratic family and the Divine Sword Sect instantly became solemn.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuchi Changfeng Yuguang turned to the Holy Fire Elder, and a secret joy appeared on his face. Duanmu Xiongtu's eyes were filled with appreciation and shouted loudly.

"Since that's the case, my friend, the Great Son, and the Five Sons, please follow me to the Holy Martial Arts Hall for baptism!"

"boom!"
Chapter completed!
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