In addition, none of the top ten holy masters are here, so they are no longer afraid.

"What a joke, a bunch of cowardly people, weaklings who dare to speak out only by sticking together! How can I be afraid?" Holy Lord Thunder laughed loudly. The rules of thunder came down, and the clear sky suddenly dimmed, with thunder dragons surrounding it.

Parading the pillars in the lobby and roaring.

Another kind of terrifying rule came down in the hall, the air surged, the wind turned into iron ropes that trapped the dragon, and the strong wind quickly revolved around the thunder dragon, almost locking all the thunder dragons to the pillars.

Holy Lord Dongfeng clasped his fists towards Holy Lord Thunder and said, "I'm sorry, it's for profit."

Originally, he was already very unhappy with Holy Lord Thunder after he was secretly kicked out of the top ten Holy Lords by Holy Lord Thunder. Now he naturally wanted to have more fun.

Seeing that Holy Lord Dongfeng stood up to resist, other Holy Lords in the hall also used their magical powers, and the power of rules descended on the lobby, suppressing Holy Lord Thunder with terrifying pressure.

The atmosphere became tense for a moment, but the strange thing was that no one dared to make the first move.

"Boom!" With a huge sound, the lobby door collapsed, and Ling Zhiyun struck the ground with a strong wind, carving a slender knife mark.

"Those who cross the border without permission will die!"

"Hmph." All the Holy Lords snorted coldly. They were just young boys who had just debuted, but they dared to speak so brazenly and act so recklessly.

If the Holy Lord of Thunder blocks it, there is still a slight chance.

As for Ling Zhiyun, the saints only regarded him as a related person.

"I'm coming!" As soon as Holy Lord Dongfeng said, he had already arrived at Ling Zhiyun's position.

Holy Lord Thunder just wanted to stop him, but he was surrounded by other Holy Lords and couldn't get out of the trap for a while.

"You are a junior, let me give you a few moves first." Holy Lord Dongfeng smiled at Ling Zhiyun, but the smile was full of ridicule.

"Drink!" Ling Zhiyun shouted angrily, dancing wildly with the sword in his hand, and the strong wind gradually formed black torrents!

The black ocean transformed by the strong wind beat Holy Lord Dongfeng over and over again, but the wind released by Holy Lord Dongfeng was never able to invade Ling Zhiyun who was in the center of the black ocean. However, Holy Lord Dongfeng could not help but be affected by the pull and acceleration of the wind.

I have never been hit much by Ling Zhiyun.

From all this, it seems that Ling Zhiyun has the upper hand.
Chapter completed!