In an instant, an elder from the holy mountain pointed at the sky and roared.

Everyone who had no hope at the audience looked at the sky in an instant, and their faces froze on the spot!

"boom!"

Under the magnificent sky, six golden lights soared into the sky. Amid the roar of lightning, a saint king image that was slightly smaller than the sage but more solid was emerging from the sky and soared upwards!

The sacred light drifted along the way, and the auspicious clouds turned into water vapor in an instant and rose. In the mist, the Holy King opened his eyes and burst out golden light, accompanied by mysterious power, encapsulating the entire holy mountain!

Immediately, the golden light was like fireworks, covering the sky, among the steep peaks, everything was dyed golden yellow.

"Puff!"

In addition to Xuehonglou, everyone in the Holy Mountain, including guests who came and went, couldn't help but kneel down in a shocked gaze. The invisible pressure was fierce and surging, like a storm.

"The true body of the Six Paths of Saint King! Su Yi can actually lead to the true appearance of the Saint King!" The shock in Duanmu Xiongtu's eyes was completely unpredictable. Looking at the huge and solid true body in the sky, he was shocked.

Rumor is that the Holy Martial Hall has the innate saint king aura arranged by the first generation of the Saint Emperor, and the first generation of the Saint Emperor is also the only man in the Holy Mountain called the Saint King!

A stream of coldness spread to the person present, his mouth wide open. The Holy Fire Elder, Yuchi Changfeng, crawled on the ground, his kneeling legs trembled and could not move at all.

"Is my heaven the true appearance of the Holy King's aura?" A Saint Mountain elder was already in the Yuan Dynasty. At this time, he approached the Holy Martial Hall, his eyes widened, and an incredible feeling flashed!

"My head, my head hurts so much! My soul has been pulled away!"

"ah!!!"

The huge golden light body filled the audience, the surging vitality was like a storm, and two dazzling eyes like sunny suppressed the world, and none of them were spared!

In just a short moment, hundreds of people had crawled in front of the vast Holy Martial Arts Hall, not to mention those who watched the Holy Mountain Competition on other peaks!

In the holy mountain, millions of people bowed to the true face of the Holy King in the sky, with a solemn and solemn expression, as if worshiping a god.

All beings crawl and pay homage to the Holy King!

The auspicious beasts whistle, the spirit birds roar, the golden clouds shine brightly for thousands of miles, the vast golden light fluctuates continuously, the Saint King's huge divine body sits in front of the hall, overlooking the entire world!

"rumble!"

Only in extreme times, the hazy and dreamy phantom made the world turbulent.

"Hold on!" Gu Yue issued an order, and his whole body was filled with energy.

Standing at a high altitude, the Yutian Palace and the aristocratic families worked together to form a huge aperture, blocking the sacred light of the Six Paths of Holy Kings.

Lan Hualian, Dugu Yumo, Su Kuangge, Gu Yue, Long Poshan and others were all frightened. Faced with such overwhelming sacred aura, their faces changed drastically!

"Su Yi, do it well! You did it!" Duanmu Xiaoman, whose face was slightly rosy due to the urging of the vitality, had a slightly rosy eyebrows slightly hooked, and he kept stealing his eyes.

"Sister, you're finally relieved!" Duanmu Qingtian raised his eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Looking at the true body of the Holy King not far away, he was also shocked.

In an instant, Duanmu Qingtian's brows swayed, and he was full of doubts, and said softly: "Strange, I know best about this kid. Without metallic energy, nor with the energy of a saint king, how could he have such a big reaction?"

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Xiaoman nodded suspiciously, and the ice-blue energy in his hand continued to be output, but a figure in front of the Shengwu Hall attracted attention.

"Xuehonglou also resisted this holy king's aura! He did not kneel down!"

Duanmu Qingtian was in the black cover, and his brilliance shot and pondered for a while.

"This kid is indeed extraordinary. Fortunately, he has never celebrated the festival with Su Yi! I can't see any emotion in his body, like a stone!"

After dozens of breaths, the golden light in the vast space of the Holy Mountain slowly disappeared. After the sudden appearance of the golden light disappeared, the phantom on the top of the Holy Martial Hall also began to disappear.

Everything returned to peace, and everyone still kept kneeling and did not dare to feel disrespectful.

With the golden light, Su Yi slowly floated out of the physical Holy Martial Arts Hall, staring at the time, and a trace of domineering aura emerged for no reason.

The Blood Demon Killing Sword had also been taken back into the space bag by Su Yi, and his eyes moved down. Yuchi Changfeng was still kneeling well. Su Yi restrained his vitality, looked up and said with a smile.

"I know you admire me, but you don't have to give this great gift! Everyone should be calm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Holy Mountain lineup raised his head. In his hazy pupils, Su Yi put his hands on his hips, like a superior, and a trace of contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"boom!"

He quickly stood up and Yuchi Changfeng actually knelt down to Su Yi!

Moreover, not only Yuchi Changfeng, but also the Holy Fire Elders and the powerful elders of the Holy Mountain knelt down respectfully!

"Damn it! Su Yi, you bastard!"

His face turned red, and Yuchi Changfeng's face was instantly covered with excrement, which was extremely ugly.

Looking at Su Yi's proud look, he immediately pushed his hands horizontally, and his body was backwards, and a golden dragon-shaped light shot out.

The strong wind shattered along the way, and the roar sounded, and the ripples in the space were like waves evacuating, roaring towards Su Yi in the air.

The clouds and clearness in Yuchi Changfeng's eyes were changed, and Su Yi had already come out smoothly, and he also led out the true body of the Six Paths of Saint Kings, so it was not a problem to enter the formation.

The humiliation and resentment made Yuchi Changfeng's angry instantly surge!

"Go to die! Go to die for me! I want to kill you! Kill you!"

"Bang!"

Before Su Yi could move, a huge golden light coming from the sky was like a sword light, cutting off the golden dragon wave light of Yuchi Changfeng!

Immediately, the sound of sonic boom resounded through the sky, the rain drifted, countless pieces shaking the eyes, and the fluctuations pushed everyone back several feet!

The person who came was none other than Duanmu Xiongtu. Duanmu Xiongtu was so angry that he said ruthlessly.

"Yuchi, what are you going to do!"

The holy fire also came to Yuchi Changfeng in an instant, stopped Yuchi Changfeng, and said in a cold voice: "Elder Duanmu, are you turning your elbow out? You actually helped this dog thief?"

Duanmu Xiongtu waved his sleeves, and his eyes flashed with light, and he said angrily: "Can the dog thief trigger the true body of the Holy King?"

The two confronted each other, and the battle between the Holy Fire and Duanmu caught everyone off guard, and the others suddenly opened their mouths, not knowing why.

"Elder Duanmu, Su Yi is not my Holy Mountain child, but he can accept the baptism of the Holy King's aura. Is there no ghost among them?"

Duanmu Xiongtu sank his eyes, and the horror in his eyes had not yet faded. He walked to Su Yi and looked up and down at Su Yi.
Chapter completed!