Fang Yu raised his head, and even if he looked from the bottom of the deep pit, the two giant palms in the sky could still see clearly and feel full of oppression.

The power of this attack just now is not bad.

Even Fang Yu could feel a tremor inside and outside the body, and a faint golden light appeared in his bones.

Although there is no strong pain, the pain occurs.

This means that the strength of this colossus is not at the same level as the opponents he has contacted before.

"It's finally interesting." Fang Yu thought to himself.

"Fang Changsheng, there are many cultivators with strength in the Eastern Wilderness, and there are also many outstanding beings like you." Jing Tianyi's voice came again, and his tone was still as cold as the cold air in the abyss.

"For example... Zhao Chengfeng." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and said.

As soon as these words were spoken, Jing Tianyi immediately fell silent.

This reaction just proves... Jing Tianyi knows who Zhao Chengfeng is!

However, according to Fang Yu's speculation, the highest level of this Prayer Spirit Temple is the Tianhuan Temple.

Therefore, it is normal for Jing Tianyi to know that Zhao Chengfeng is also.

The question is just...he knows how much.

"It seems... you want to imitate Zhao Chengfeng, a criminal who has been infamous for thousands of years?" Jing Tianyi said after a moment of silence.

Even if you just hear the sound, you can feel his gritting teeth.

What Zhao Chengfeng did was so sensational that it was spread to other wastelands.

Therefore, even if Fang Yu is not a local monk in the East Wilderness, it is normal for him to hear about this.

But this matter is not something worth celebrating!

This is the scar of the Donghuang Tianhuan Temple, the real reverse scale!

Whoever mentions it, whoever dies!

This is not something to talk about!

Including Jing Tianyi, an internal member, cannot discuss this matter publicly, otherwise it is equivalent to disrespect to the superiors, and it is also a death sentence!

So Fang Yu suddenly mentioned Zhao Chengfeng, which shocked Jing Tianyi.

At the same time, the murderous intent is even more intense.

"It's not that bad? I think Zhao Chengfeng is a warrior." Fang Yu said lightly.

"You deserve to die, the holy statue will kill your soul!" Jing Tianyi said coldly without thinking of saying a little more.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the statue of the Wanling Temple in the sky took action again!

The center of the giant palms pressing downwards shone with light.

A mark similar to a crescent moon appeared in the palm.

"Boom!"

The devastating aura erupted again, thrusting at Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi at the bottom of the deep pit.

This method can explode invisibly and has a very strong momentum.

Ordinary monks may not have felt the arrival of magic energy, and their physical bodies will be annihilated.

And the moment the mark appeared, Fang Yu had raised his right palm and circles appeared on his arm.

In the midst of lightning, more than thirty rings condensed on the arms.

Thirty-ring Supreme Divine Palm!

"Bang Long..."

The true qi in Fang Yu's body passed through thirty rings and the blessing of various magical energy, and an extremely terrifying aura erupted.

In a flash, from nothing to something!

The magic power of the Supreme Divine Palm is in conflict with the power of the falling statue of the Holy Temple of the Spirit!

The dazzling light blooms in the deep pit!

"Boom..."

The underground continued to collapse, and the huge pit that had only affected dozens of miles of radius were expanded at an extremely fast speed!

So much so that the monks watching from a very far distance felt danger, exclaimed constantly, and hid back one after another!

A large amount of smoke and dust filled the entire sky, making the outline of the holy statue in the sky extremely blurred, as if the end of the world was coming.

“Buzz buzz…”

The two magics can explode the power caused by the bombardment, causing the space of the world to be distorted to a certain extent.

At this time, Jing Tianyi, who was far away in the Yuanlingquan Regional Council Pavilion, saw this scene through the light curtain, and his face was filled with shock.

Is this Fang Changsheng really powerful enough to fight against the holy icon?

Although the holy statue cannot be a true holy-level powerhouse, it is one of the trump cards of the Spirit Temple and has special power.

Even the mysterious immortal of the universe, or even the mysterious immortal of the Four Symbols who have not reached the late stage, will easily be hit by a fatal blow without realizing the special holy icon!

But unexpectedly, Fang Changsheng withstood the attack of the holy statue twice in succession.

Especially for the second time, the two magical energy bombarded each other, causing unstable vibrations to the holy statue, as if it was about to collapse!

This is not a good sign!

"How could such a strong monk suddenly appear?" Jing Tianyi gritted his teeth, his face extremely hard to see.

"Peace Master, maybe Fang Changsheng and the female cultivator are both dead!"

"Yes, with such a strong explosion, it is difficult for creatures in the heart to survive!"

"Next, be careful of the condensation of the true spirit and destroy the true spirit body as soon as possible!"

The subordinates beside Jingtianyi spoke one after another.

There was also shock in their eyes.

But what shocked them was the strength of the statue of the Spirit Temple.

In their eyes, Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi must not be able to withstand the power of this blow.

As they said, they suddenly realized that Jing Tianyi's face looked even worse than before.

"People, why are you..." a subordinate asked in confusion.

And at this moment, in the light curtain.

"Swish!Swish!"

It can be clearly seen that two figures pass through the rich smoke and dust.

Judging from the figure, this is the figures of Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi!

Seeing this scene, all the subordinates were silent.

After suffering such a strong bombardment, these two monks were fine!

"Maybe this is already their true spirit." Another subordinate spoke.

"Yes, their cultivation must be above the True Spirit Realm, now..." Another subordinate agreed.

These subordinates are all core members of the General Secretary of the Spirit Temple. They are all high-ranking and powerful in their daily lives.

But now, when they meet a truly terrible opponent, they look like naughty people.

Jingtian frowned, felt bored, and said in a deep voice: "Enough, your self-comfort will not play any role in the battle situation, shut up all of them."

The faces of these subordinates changed and they dared not speak anymore.

Jingtian hugged his hands in front of his chest, frowned, staring at the figures of Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi in the light curtain.

He still believes in the power of the icon.

"Master, now I can take action, right?"

Han Miaoyi followed Fang Yu and asked again.

Fang Yu glanced at the statue in the sky and narrowed his eyes and said, "The aura released by this statue is very special. If you want to destroy it, it is not as simple as you think. It cannot be done by just brute force."

"I don't know how to use brute force!" Han Miaoyi retorted dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!