Ling Xiao and Ling Tian continued to move forward and arrived at the battlefield.

At this time, they saw an amazing scene.

More than a dozen quasi-emperors actually joined forces to fight against one person.

That person is very strange.

He is also very young, looking like he is in his thirties.

But with the cooperation between the Holy Cult and Shengtian Pavilion warriors, they were not afraid at all.

With ease.

It even gradually took advantage.

The terrifying breath kept roaring in the air.

Quasi-emperors continued to be shot down and seriously injured.

His face was ugly.

The armies of Shengtian Pavilion and Holy Cult had stopped fighting long ago.

This is so weird.

Such a person suddenly appeared, and the war was immediately attracted to him.

Boom! Boom!

The battle is still going on, and even though they are far apart, they can still feel the extremely terrifying aura.

Another quasi-emperor was shot down.

However, this person was very measured in his actions and did not kill anyone. He just made those quasi-emperors lose their fighting ability.

"Who are you, Your Excellency, and why do you want to interfere in our battle!"

The Lord of Shengtian Pavilion roared angrily.

"That's right, where do you come from? If you are willing to help my holy religion, I will definitely be worthy of you."

Saint Emperor Haitang Zhuri also said.

Fortunately for him, he actually started to win over people on the battlefield.

This person's strength has already shocked him.

"Stop talking nonsense and hand over the Zhenwu Token, otherwise you two will suffer a lot today!"

The young man said coldly.

He is only in his thirties and is already a triple peak quasi-emperor. How can anyone survive?

Really quite speechless.

It can be seen that the cultivation conditions on Nafulong Continent are much better than those on Zulong Island.

"Huh, if you want a true martial arts token, there's no way you can do it!"

Haitang Zhuri said coldly.

"Yes, the True Martial Token belongs to our Holy Religion and no one can give it to me."

The Holy Queen Yan Xuan also said loudly.

"Hey, the battle between us and the Holy Cult is called civil strife, but you, an outsider, come over and want this Zhenwu Token? Are you not looking down on us too much?"

The Lord of Shengtian Pavilion also sneered.

"So much nonsense!"

The young man said disdainfully, and immediately struck out with a palm.

The Holy Queen Yan Xuan was blown away by a palm and was seriously injured after vomiting blood.

Has lost its combat effectiveness.
Chapter completed!