3473: C3473 The Mysterious Guest

C3473 The Mysterious Guest

Looking at the altar, Yang Ping was filled with emotions. After witnessing the battle between the Heavenly Kings, he knew that he was so weak. Compared to the universe, the Heavenly Kings were also so weak. Only the boundless starry sky was eternal. Only the depths of the universe were eternal.

He sighed!

Cyan Shirt Man's figure kept flashing in Yang Ping's mind. He was too powerful. This was called invincibility.

Under the influence of Cyan Shirt Man, his Dao of invincibility had improved a step further. It was as if he had gained enlightenment, but he hadn't broken through yet. He was now at the Saint's Middle Stage realm, and he would soon enter the Saint's Late Stage realm.

Every small realm was extremely difficult to cultivate. It far surpassed the leap of a major realm, but the increase in strength could be seen as terrifying.

The altar was in front.

Yang Ping didn't enter immediately, but looked at Wang Ziran, who had a blank look on her face. So far, he didn't know what had happened. In the previous battle, he was only faintly intimidated by the talents of the Heavenly Court. That terrifying pressure was still unforgettable to this day.

"Is this the difference between the Heavenly Court and the other holy lands?"

Wang Ziran felt bitter in her heart. She initially thought that she should try her best to overestimate the strength of the Cihang Quiet Building, Devil Sect, and Heavenly Court, but in the face of those successors, she, the so-called successor of Second Rate Holy Land Heavenly Sound Pavilion, wasn't worth mentioning at all.

Holding her father's corpse, Wang Ziran looked at Yang Ping.

"You guys go back first. The further down you go, the more dangerous it will be."

Yang Ping reminded her.

They encountered Heavenly Temple Elementary Scholar on the third floor. Although it was not expected, they almost died on the third floor when they triggered the lightning of Cloud Realm. Yang Ping still had a lingering fear in his heart. He had to keep a low profile as much as possible. Furthermore, Zhu Xi was in trouble in the depths, so he couldn't afford to waste any more time.

"No!"

Wang Ziran stood up and revealed a determined look. She said, "I want to continue down."

Yang Ping looked surprised.

Wang Ziran bravely faced Yang Ping's gaze and said, "My horizons were too narrow in the past. It was only when I came to the Heavenly Tomb that I understood how big the gap was between me and a true genius. If I want to inherit the Heavenly Sound Pavilion in the future, how can my strength be improved so much? I finally understand why Master insisted that I come here. Disciple only understood today."

"Master, don't worry. I will definitely work hard and live up to your expectations." Wang Ziran took a deep breath and said with a firm gaze, "Yang Ping, I know that you are very strong and I don't need your protection. If I can't even break through the first level, how can I be considered as the successor of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion?"

"Liu Min, wait for my father's body to return first. I will take care of the rest of the matters."

After Wang Ziran was provoked, her entire temperament changed. There was a faint aura of a superior that made Liu Min dare not disobey. She said, "I really want to thank you for what happened before. Goodbye. "

After saying that, Wang Ziran climbed up the mountain altar and resolutely entered the next level.

Yang Ping was speechless.

Liu Min looked at Yang Ping in reverence and revealed a terrified expression. She tightly hugged Wang Ziran's father's corpse and said with a trembling voice, "If there is no other order, I will leave first."

"Are you so afraid of me?"

Yang Ping laughed.

Liu Min nodded and bit her lip. "You are a star in the sky. I am just a speck of dust on the ground. I really did not do it on purpose. At that time, I thought only Xiahe could take us out. "I wanted to say something, but I was too embarrassed to continue."

"There might be danger on the way back. Forget it, knowing each other is also fate." Yang Ping waved his hand in the air and condensed a rune. It imprinted itself on Liu Min's forehead and flashed past, "Take care."

After saying that, Yang Ping went deeper into the fourth floor.

Liu Min felt a warm and comfortable feeling coming from her body. At the same time, she understood that Yang Ping must have done something to protect her. She sighed in her heart. It was probably because of the strong stimulation that senior sister Ziran wanted to continue moving forward. In the past, she was not a competitive person.

She somewhat understood Wang Ziran's change, but sincerely wished that she could go home earlier.

Picking up the corpse of Wang Ziran's father, the corpse of this Great Saint Stage warrior did not rot. Instead, it was as tough as steel. Even a Subsaintly State warrior would find it very difficult to carry him. Liu Min stood up and walked step by step towards the altar on the second floor.

Just like what Yang Ping said, it was easy to come down, but it was very difficult to get out. Only by going down continuously would one be able to find the way back. If one wanted to go back, not only did they need to find the way forward, but they also needed to eliminate all dangers.

After passing the Broken Soul Bridge, Liu Min was very careful. When she confirmed that no monsters appeared, she would pass through as soon as possible.

But during the process of passing through, a deep roar sounded from under the bridge. Immediately after, a terrifying monster appeared in the sky. A pair of cold eyes stared at Liu Min, revealing a greedy expression.

Roar! Roar!

The monster pounced towards Liu Min. Blood and wind filled the air, causing Liu Min to be unable to breathe.

Oh no!

Liu Min's expression changed. She wanted to retreat but it was too late. In desperation, a flash of golden light shot out from between her brows. With a puff, the monster was cut in half. A rain of blood covered the bridge. It was a horrifying sight. A monster that could not be resisted was actually killed in one move.

Liu Min finally understood how terrifying Yang Ping was. He only left a little bit of his strength behind, but he could actually kill a Great Saint Stage monster. If he had used all of his strength, how powerful would he be?

The mountain was high up in the sky.

Liu Min sighed in her heart and continued to move forward.

Passing through the pine forest.

Stepping across the snowy plains.

As they gradually approached the entrance of the second floor, Liu Min was delighted. She relied on Yang Ping's strength to travel smoothly without anyone daring to provoke her. Along the way, she encountered some terrifying foreign experts. Their strength was very strong, but they were still killed by a single move.

The others were so scared that they thought Liu Min was a supreme expert, and deliberately pretended to be a Subsaintly State fishing expert.

When they arrived at the altar on the second floor, Liu Min was about to leave. Suddenly, a light flashed and a group of people came down from the second floor. Each of them wore strange clothes, and there was a cloud between their brows. Their eyes flickered. Their appearance actually caused the altar to become unstable. With a cracking sound, the altar shattered.

"You all..."

Liu Min did not expect that these people would directly destroy the altar after entering the third floor. It was equivalent to cutting off everyone's way back. Too hateful.

The leading man was a man with a cold expression and eyes like that of an eagle. He was around 30 years old and did not have a very powerful aura on his body. But behind him were six men and women with very terrifying auras. Liu Min could feel each of their auras and could easily kill the monsters on the Broken Soul Bridge.

Who were these people?

"Come here!"

One of them said coldly to Liu Min. "Kneel down and talk!"

Liu Min was furious and thought to herself, These people are so overbearing. She said unhappily, "Why do you want me to kneel down? I did not provoke you."

The person who spoke stood out. It was a burly man. He laughed and said, "It seems like you lowly ants have forgotten the glory of the gods. Judging from your strength, you are merely a Subsaintly State warrior, yet you are so weak. What a pity. "

Liu Min said coldly. "Who are you?"

Subsaint warriors were nothing in the Heavenly Tomb, but in the outside world, they were pretty good elite disciples even in the Holy Land. They were actually looked down upon by these people, and there was dissatisfaction in their hearts. Liu Min was not without anger when she spoke.

"Impudent!"

Burly Man took a step forward. The pressure was so strong that Liu Min's teeth were chattering. Her chest was so heavy that she almost fell to her knees. If it wasn't for Yang Ping's power that was hidden in her body, she was afraid that a little bit of pressure would have killed her.

Burly Man was surprised when he saw that Yang Ping was still able to stand after releasing the pressure.

"There is a force in his body."

The man in the lead reminded.1

Burly Man smiled and said, "No wonder you dare to be unreasonable to me. You have something to rely on, but you don't know who you are facing."

"Cloud Art, Great Calamity!"

Boom!

It was as if a bolt of divine lightning had descended from the supreme Cloud Realm. Burly Man summoned an incomparably pure bolt of lightning and smashed it towards Liu Min. This strike alone was enough to kill an ordinary Great Saint. How could Liu Min withstand it?

Burly Man was domineering and full of confidence.

Puchi!

A golden light streaked across his neck.

The man in the lead had no time to stop it. Burly Man's head fell to the ground, but the golden light did not stop. It continued to attack the crowd.

The content came from [Micoo Reading].

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