Su Yu pondered for a moment, and the Tianyang Splitting Blade slowly appeared in his hand. He looked at the second prince and said in a deep voice.

"I'm a bit big, please bear with me!"

The second prince took a deep breath and looked extremely determined.

next moment.

A terrifying sword energy swept out instantly.

The extremely terrifying energy bloomed in the sky.

"Boy, come and die!"

Su Yu roared angrily, and suddenly waved the Tianyang Wave Splitting Blade in his hand. In an instant, extremely terrifying power was wrapped around him, and it burst into madness in the void.

Rumble!

The sword energy storm swept through the void, causing the void to ripple slightly.

A huge sword light swept out from the sword energy storm instantly.

In an instant, the terrifying power was violently released on the second prince's back.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the second prince's body was instantly blown away dozens of kilometers like a projectile.

A mouthful of blood sprayed out directly from the second prince's mouth.

The second prince's face was distorted and he couldn't help but curse.

"I'll fuck your grandma!"

"I didn't ask you to use all your fucking strength!"

Although he was cursing, the second prince still showed an extremely weak look, looking at Su Yu in horror as he walked towards him step by step.

"Su Yu, you can't kill me! I am the second prince of the Xiyun Dynasty!"

"If you kill me, our Xiyun Dynasty will definitely crush your Xuandao Sect to the ground!"

The second prince roared angrily, but at the same time he struggled to stand up and ran towards the core area.

Running and shouting at the same time.

"Brother, help!"

"Help, brother!"

The voice was high-pitched and tragic.

Behind him, Su Yu chuckled, excitement appearing on his face.

"Where are you running, kid!"

"If grandpa doesn't die today, you don't know that the pot is made of iron!"

With that said, he raised his Tianyang Wave Splitting Blade and rushed over.

…

at the same time.

The core area of ​​Tongtian Holy Land.

The so-called core area of ​​Tongtian Holy Land is the location closest to the core of the world in this world.

It is not at the center of this world, but at the easternmost location of the Holy Land of Tongtian.

At this moment, three figures stood here quietly, each of them wearing royal robes.

However, the imperial robes worn by everyone look the same, but they all have their own different patterns.

The three of them were the eldest prince of the Xiyun Dynasty, the third prince of the Nantian Dynasty, and the thirteenth prince of the Dongyao Dynasty.

The three of them stood in the void, and below them, there was a mass of orange-red energy core, quietly exuding extremely hot energy fluctuations.

"Such a rich Yang force, if transformed into one's own cultivation level, can at least condense middle-grade Yang force. It is worthy of being the holy land that reaches the sky!"

The eldest prince of the Xiyun Dynasty smiled lightly and his voice was extremely powerful.

Just like his body, he is extremely burly.

Beside him, the third prince of the Nantian Dynasty also smiled faintly, but compared to the eldest prince of the Xiyun Dynasty, he looked a bit more feminine.

But the two people around him did not despise each other because of the third prince's femininity.

On the contrary, I felt a little apprehensive.

"Haha, middle-grade Yang Li, I say Ximen Yuntian, your ambition is too small!"

The third prince looked at Ximen Yuntian jokingly.

Ximen Yuntian is naturally the name of the eldest prince.

The four immortal dynasties occupied the southeast, northwest and four directions.

Its name is also very particular.

The Xiyun Dynasty was called Ximen, the Dongyao Dynasty was called Dongfang, the Nantian Dynasty was called Nangong, and the Beichen Dynasty was called Beitang.

Ximen Yuntian said calmly, "It is just a joke for us, the proud sons of heaven, to gather middle-grade Yang power. Only the legendary super-grade Yang power is our pursuit!"

"Super grade Yang power? Haha, Ximen, you really think you are the reincarnation of the Saint Tongtian!"

Dongfang Mu, the thirteenth prince of the Dongyao Dynasty, sneered and said disdainfully.

Super-grade yang power only exists in legends. Apart from the ruthless man who emerged from the sky decades ago, only the owner of Tongtian Holy Land and the legendary Tongtian Saint have gathered it.

Even if the Immortal Dynasty stands in the great world of Tongtian, no one can successfully condense the super-grade Yang power for many years!

Condensing super-grade Yang energy not only enables it to have unparalleled combat power in the Yang realm.

What's more important is the super-grade Yang force, which involves a realm beyond unity.

It can be said that as long as one of these princes can gather super-grade Yang power, they will be able to return to the Immortal Dynasty.

Without them having to say anything, the current emperor will automatically abdicate and use the foundation of the entire immortal dynasty to help unify its achievements.

Little by little, we explore the realm above unity.

It can be seen how great the temptation of super-grade yang energy is.

It's a pity... After so many years, no one has been able to do it.

"Is it a legend? I don't think so!"

At this moment, a faint laughter sounded.

The three people frowned slightly and followed the sound.

Suddenly, he saw a white-haired young man, wearing a royal robe, with his hands behind his back, raising his hands and feet, and there was a self-centered aura permeating the young man's body.

When the three of them saw the white-haired young man, their expressions suddenly became fearful.

"Beitang Long!"

…

On the other side of Tongtian Holy Land.

Zhang Qing's upper body was naked, and the muscles on his upper body exploded, like an ancient barbarian.

The tattoos on his body flowed with the movement of Zhang Qing's muscles.

The whole person exudes an extremely powerful power.

In Zhang Qing's hands, a young man wearing an imperial robe appeared with a frightened expression on his face.

"The bastard of the Immortal Dynasty!"

Zhang Qing looked at the surrendered prince of the Immortal Dynasty in his hands. This person was clearly the seventh prince of the Dongyao Dynasty.

At this moment, he was like a chicken in Zhang Qing's hands.

"Zhang Qing, you can't kill me. If you kill me, my father will notice it. Do you still want what happened a year ago to happen to you again?"

The seventh prince screamed, with a strong look of fear in his pupils.

"A year ago..."

Zhang Qing's expression paused slightly as he recalled the memories from a year ago.

The Seventh Prince, who was like a chicken in his hands, also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Qing's appearance.

But in the depths of his eyes, a trace of resentment emerged.

"This damn Zhang Qing, after I return to the Dongyao Dynasty, I will definitely let your Xuandao Sect die without a burial place!"

However, just when this idea came to his mind, he was shocked to see Zhang Qing looking at him with an indifferent expression.

"Very good, you successfully reminded me of you bunch of bastards!"

Zhang Qing's voice was filled with a strong evil spirit.
To be continued...