Shanhe Alliance, Tiansheng Temple, Tianlei Sheng Sect and Tianhuo Sect all lost some masters, but the number was not large.

Cheng Lingyu didn't say anything about Yan Fei's escape. He was already very satisfied with such results. If he was nitpicking, it would be too much.

Xiao Lingfeng, Han Zhen and others were extremely excited. They stayed in this ancient ruin for two months and were always suppressed by the Shenwu Sect. Today, they finally stood up proudly and took revenge.

"Since everyone has fulfilled my wish, I will naturally not disappoint everyone."

Cheng Lingyu smiled, and the scroll on his head slowly unfolded, releasing strange fluctuations.

There was a clear light surging above the east gate of Xuanxing Palace, which made everyone excited and stared at the portal intently.

Lights are flowing and flickering, quickly forming strange characters, like silver snakes dancing, releasing a powerful momentum and pushing the palace gate to slowly start.

The originally low sound of the door opening seemed particularly sharp at this moment, as if it was under the weight of the ages and could not be opened easily.

Ye Anlan, Shui Yingyue and Yun Xiu seemed to sense something. A hot light lit up on their bodies at the same time. The phantoms of the three saints on their heads released a powerful deterrence. Using the bodies of the three women as a medium, they guided the power of the world and all things, and condensed into a powerful aura in the three parties of Xuanxing Palace, with terrible energy gathering.

Cheng Lingyu frowned slightly and glanced at the three girls. The scroll above his head slowly unfolded. A beautiful woman walked out of the painting, standing proudly in the void, holy as a fairy, suppressing all directions.

This woman was elegant and out of the world and did not show the huge shadow of the Dharma image, but gave people a sense of real existence.

The woman is as beautiful as a fairy, hazy and illusory as she is intertwined with divine chains of order, which makes the void twist and time and space tremble. With her as the center, a special area is formed.

The three female saints from the south, northwest and northwest of Xuanxing Palace sensed the woman's breath and instantly released a clear repulsive aura, allowing all the monks on the audience to clearly sense it.

Everyone was surprised that the three female saints of the Three Saints Palace seemed to dislike the woman in the scroll above Cheng Lingyu's head. There was obvious repulsion and disgust between the two sides. What was going on?

Just as everyone was thinking, the spiritual phantom of the three female saints suddenly moved, each using elegant and beautiful moves, and jointly attacked the woman in the scroll.

"What's going on? The fight started?"

Some monk exclaimed, not understanding the situation at all.

Since the Xuanxing Palace requires four gates to be opened together to allow everyone to enter, it means that the three female saints are absolutely acquainted with the woman in the scroll, and even have a close relationship. But why do the two sides fight as soon as they meet?

The attacks of the three female saints seemed gentle and elegant, but in fact they were extremely powerful. They instantly exploded the world and almost destroyed the entire small world.

Fortunately, the field near Xuanxing Palace is very special and has a strong imprisonment force, which can withstand the attack of the saint's phantom.

On Cheng Lingyu's head, the gorgeous figure stood in the wind, calm and composed. As the attacks of the three female saints approached, the void was boiling traces, and time and space were evaporated by terrible forces, and they wanted to destroy all living things.

The woman with a splendid spirit pattern symbols appeared on her body, forming a confined area within a six-foot range. As long as any energy fluctuations or mental fluctuations approach this area, they will be instantly decomposed, digested, and destroyed.

It was a very terrible scene. The attacks of the three female saints were violent, while the beautiful woman's defense was silent and reached a static extreme.

The movement and stillness are all in extremes, and no one can accept each other.

The violent power is exploding, and the silent defense swallows everything, which forms a wonder.

In the air, the beautiful woman stood proudly and unmoved, and the time and space outside her body were constantly shattering and reborn. Lightning and thunder were roaring in the void, and there was a scene of destruction, but it disappeared quickly.

The monks changed their color in shock and were shocked to see the saint's fight. It was already a competition between another level and field.

With a bang, the fluctuating energy disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The attacks of the three female saints ended in vain and did not do anything to the beautiful and charming beauty.

This result is surprising. Although the three female saints only left spiritual marks and manifested their shadows, their combat power was shocking and they were definitely not speculated by cultivators in the blood martial arts realm.

On the scroll, the gorgeous woman was also manifesting her spiritual mark, but the strength she showed was even more powerful than the three female saints.

This is an ancient ruin left by the Saint Xuanxing. In this place, his three peerless beauties are even bullied?

The three girls Shui Yingyue, Ye Anlan and Xiuyun were all very surprised. Before Cheng Lingyu arrived, the three female saints also launched a long-range attack, but were easily resolved by the woman on the scroll.

Now that the two sides are fighting at close range, who would have thought that the three female saints would not gain any advantage in joining forces? This has a home advantage, so how can we not surprise everyone?

Xuanxing Palace seemed to sense the confrontation between the two sides, and there was a clear fluctuation, releasing a special message, trying to dissuade the three female saints and the peerless woman.

At this moment, different runes appeared above the four palace gates, shooting out four golden lights, rolling towards the Three Saints and the woman in the air.

The three female saints sensed the special aura of Xuanxing Palace, and immediately put away their repulsion and became illusory and confused.

Shui Yingyue, Ye Anlan and Yun Xiu's three girls were shining brightly, and they had different reactions.

Shui Yingyue's body was filled with light, and an illusory and hazy mirror flew out of her body, hovering above her head, hanging down thousands of golden lights, shocking the ten directions.

Ye Anlan's situation was different. A long red sword flew out from her body, hovering above her head. The red glow was flowing on the sword body, and tiny figures looked like a reduced version of Ye Anlan, lively and elegant, with a shocking aura.

On Yunxiu's side, a purple flag appeared on his head, waving in the wind, releasing spiritual patterns, making the void rippling.

This is the inheritance of the Three Women from the Three Saints Palace. No one knew about it before, but now it is automatically manifested.

After the three magic weapons appeared, they had an inexplicable connection with the scroll on Cheng Lingyu's head, connected with the golden light shot from the four palace gates, and sounds spread all over the world.

Xuanxing Palace is shaking and shining. Countless lights reflect the heavens, and divine rings wrap around it.

At this moment, the four palace gates opened at the same time, and four golden lights connected Cheng Lingyu, Shui Yingyue, Ye Anlan and Yun Xiu, the four magic weapons on the heads of the four men, forming a strong driving force, and finally made this Xuanxing Palace, which had been silent for thousands of years, see the sun again.

The ancient palace gate, the dusty past, has been buried for too many years, and it will open again tonight, but there is still the glory of the past?

At this moment, hundreds of monks stared at Xuanxing Palace. When the palace gate opened, the light shot out from it was so bright that a brand new world was showing.

This small world is shaking, the world is turbulent, and a sleeping force is awakening, releasing the arrogance that dominates the world in Xuanxing Palace.

Shui Yingyue, Ye Anlan and Yun Xiu's three women were shining, their eyes were filled with obsession, and they stared motionlessly into Xuanxing Palace, as if the three female saints of that year were possessed.

Cheng Lingyu's situation was quite special. He also looked in Xuanxing Palace, but his expression was dull. The scroll above his head was slowly turning, releasing a mysterious fluctuation, which was not affected at all.

Outside Xuanxing Palace, hundreds of monks felt differently, as if they were pressing their bodies, and they felt a sense of difficulty breathing and the urge to kneel down to worship.

It was the spiritual shock left by the saint, which made the masters in the blood martial arts realm almost unable to bear it. Some masters in the soul martial arts realm kneeled down and looked humble and awe on their faces.

Four palace gates, four directions, four choices, and four avenues.

When the dusty past tear apart the new makeup of the years and want to visit this place, what kind of prosperity or vicissitudes will it be?

*******

In the Blood Moon Wasteland, next to the entrance of the ancient ruins, masters from all major forces are closely watching the movements at the entrance, hoping that someone will convey the message and understand the situation inside.

However, there was very little news during this period. The stalemate in front of the Three Saints Palace was nearly a month old. Because there was no big progress or change, the masters outside were anxious.

Everyone is speculating, discussing, looking forward, and thinking, hoping that their respective disciples can gain something and not go in vain.

The people outside don’t know what the ancient ruins left by the Saint Xuanxing are.

Many people don’t seek to get the best, as long as they gain something, it’s just possible?

The anxious waiting is upset. Just as everyone is impatient, a special wave comes from the small world.

"It seems that there is a situation, and the fluctuation is a bit like...yes..."

"Spiritual weapon! This is the fluctuation of the spiritual weapon."

A monk sensed the fluctuation and revealed the mystery in one sentence.

The next moment, a ray of inspiration broke through the air, rushed out of the entrance, and appeared in front of everyone.

"It's a flying spirit weapon with four people on it."

Everyone was paying close attention, and countless eyes locked on the person and thing that had just appeared.

"It's Mu Hua!"

Wan Fang exclaimed softly, and the masters of the nearby Sunset City all showed excitement.

"There are also Pan Hong from the Nether Demon Ridge and Nie Jiaolong from Xuanyue Ridge."

After waiting for many days, I finally saw my disciples coming out alive. I wouldn’t mention the joy and happiness.

"Senior Brother Wan..."

Mu Hua and Tian Feng were also very excited and both called out, with inexplicable sadness and bitterness in their tone.

Nie Jiaolong drove the Cloud Boat and arrived next to the twenty masters in Sunset City in the blink of an eye.

"How come you have flying spirit weapons?"

"This is Cheng Lingyu's, he asked us to come back first."

Pan Hong replied, his expression full of grievance and sadness, and tears couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

"What's wrong with Junior Sister Pan? Are you wronged?"
Chapter completed!