The next three heavens began to vibrate violently.

Many monks in the high martial world stood, looking out into the sky, and saw the huge gully torn torn at the end of the Yuan Magnetic Heaven.

After the gully, what appears is the vast continent of the upper realm.

A stream of light spread across the lower third level, and the monks were full of energy and fighting spirit, all rushed towards the upper realm continent.

Lu Fan sat upright on the Thousand Blade Chair, as if he was invisible.

He tore open the passage of the upper realm, but did not enter it in person.

One by one, the five phoenix gods all passed by him.

These people have never seen Lu Fan at all.

A stream of lights, human immortals and true immortals burst out quickly and descended to the upper realm continent.

If killing enemies can gain merit and improve their cultivation, who will be afraid of killing enemies?

"The development of Yiming is not the style of Wuhuang. Development should be developed, but becoming stronger in battle... is the style of Wuhuang as always."

Lu Fan's eyes flashed, leaning against the Thousand Blade Chair, gently rubbing the Sky-Stealing Tower.

He looked back at the growth process of Wuhuang. From the beginning, he fought against the wanderers in the low martial arts world, it was not just the Zhongwu that was developed along the way, and from Zhongwu, he fought endlessly with the Gaowu Buddhist realm.

Not to mention the high-martial level.

The practitioners of Wuhuang were fighting along the way.

Whether it is the heaven and earth competition or the upper realm conquest, they are all fighting.

The practitioners of Wuhuang are already fearless about fighting.

"Just use battle to declare the rise of the Five Phoenixes."

"Let these holy tribes in the upper realm understand that the Five Phoenixes are in the Ninth Heaven... are no longer bullied."

Lu Fan chuckled.

...

When the monks of Wuhuang and the next three days were surrounded by luck and hang down on the upper realm continent.

Many monks from the Taoist clan and the Yun clan were awakened.

"What happened?"

"Enemy attack? Could it be that other holy clans have attacked?"

"No, these enemies are coming from the lower realm. Is it because the lower third level of heaven wants to attack the upper realm? Are they crazy?"

The monks in the Holy Clan were a little confused and unbelievable.

What kind of people are the next three heavens?

There are very few immortals who have transformed into immortals, and even fewer immortals.

Where can such a courage to attack the holy clan of the upper realm in this lower third level?

The Holy Ancestor of the Cloud Clan opened his eyes from the ancestral land, with surprise and suspicion in his eyes.

"These... are the breath of the Five Phoenix Cultivator!"

"I'm really arrogant, why? I thought my Yun clan could just let it be kneaded if I lost the imperial army?"

"A group of ants dares to provoke my Yun clan!"

The saint of the Cloud Clan is indifferent.

There was a huge anger surging in his heart. The fall of the imperial army had already caused him to feel endless anger. Unexpectedly, the trashers in the lower third level would dare to take the lead.

Order and call.

Soon, the powerful people of the Yun clan gathered one after another.

One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and many powerful people lie on the upper realm under the storm of ancient bronze warships.

The torn lower body of the Holy Ancestor of the Cloud Clan also recovered. In three years, although it has not yet fully recovered, it is not harmful.

"Where is the Holy Ancestor of the Cloud Clan?!"

A cold and solemn sound exploded.

Lu Jiulian sensed the aura of the Holy Ancestor of the Cloud Clan, and took the lead in killing him, stepping on the void, lingering around her with luck as if she was about to rush into rivers, and her eyes were shining.

The Holy Ancestor of the Cloud Clan was a little surprised.

"It's not Gu Mangran, nor Lu Ping'an..."

"What are you... worthy of confronting me?"

The Holy Ancestor of the Cloud Clan looked at Lu Jiulian who was calling out, and the expression on his face gradually became cold.

He felt he was being looked down upon.

If Gu Mangran and Lu Ping'an came, he had nothing to say. After all, both of them had the power of the Holy Realm.

But, what the hell is Lu Jiulian?

He remembered that this person was very talented. In the previous battles, he was not weak in the Chaoyuan Realm of Shangyun Clan, and could even defeat him.

However, no matter how good the talent is, it is just blindly celebrating the Yuan realm.

How could Chaoyuan dare to shout in front of the Holy Ancestor?

"Since the Five Phoenixes are waiting to die, then today... don't leave any of them."

The Holy Ancestor of the Cloud Clan.

The next moment, his palm suddenly pressed down.

boom!

The aura on his body was constantly rising, and the mountains and rivers were turbulent, just like an ancient god and demon reviving.

In the void, Lu Jiulian felt great pressure.

But, more excitement...

The deeper the murderous intention of the Yun clan's saint's ancestor towards the Five Phoenixes, the more luck it will involve.

Lu Jiulian believed that as long as he could kill the Holy Ancestor, he would definitely be able to prove the position of Xuanxian!

Buzz...

Lu Jiulian did not underestimate him. Now he is not as lucky as a Xuanxian. When he faces the Holy Ancestor, he is a battle beyond the level.

therefore……

He must do his best.

It seemed as if an illusory green lotus bloomed in the air around it. On the swaying lotus, each pattern was extremely clear.

The majestic luck has increased Lu Jiulian's attack power to a higher level.

Suddenly popped up, and a five-color lotus floated out.

The Holy Ancestor of the Cloud Clan soared into the sky, and his body turned into a thousand feet, like a giant.

The lotus floats out, and the Holy Ancestor wafts his sleeves.

boom!

Suddenly exploded!

The terrifying energy surged over the upper realm continent.

"die!"

The Holy Ancestor of the Cloud Clan felt the power of the lotus explosion and was slightly shocked. However, although he was surprised, he still looked down upon it. There was a fundamental difference between the Holy Realm and the Chaoyuan Realm, and there was an insurmountable gap.

Afterimages flashed through the air.

Before the afterimage disappeared, he had already appeared on Lu Jiulian's head.

A palm suddenly pressed down.

The energy in the range seemed to be exhausted in an instant.

Dong!

A ripples scattered and exploded, layer by layer, like a stormy wave.

Lu Jiulian's body instantly became like a cannonball, and was smashed to the ground of the upper continent. The ground exploded one after another, cracking and smoke and dust surging.

The killing power contained in this attack makes people feel cold all over the body.

After all, the Holy Ancestor is the Holy Ancestor!

With just one blow, Lu Jiulian was smashed into the depths of the earth, as if even her breath disappeared.

The upper realm cloud clan.

Many monks couldn't help laughing. Sure enough, the Holy Ancestor took action, how could the monks in the lower third level of heaven fight?
To be continued...