Chapter 742: Crisis Comes, Terrible Incarnation

Chapter 742 Crisis Comes, Terrible Incarnation

The visitors were several women.

The one in the lead was wearing a long snow-white dress and carrying a snow-white long sword on his back. He had a graceful figure, a veil on his face, and a beautiful face.

Clean, cool and moving.

As soon as it appeared, this woman gave people a bright feeling.

"so beautiful!"

"I swear, I will marry a little fairy from the Holy Land of Ice and Snow in the future."

The disciples of the Misty Sect looked straight.

Hearing this, several female disciples in the Frozen Holy Land blushed and gave those bold disciples a blank look.

If other people say these words, they will definitely cut it with one sword, let them know what is the power of the ice and snow female swordsman.

However, these disciples are from the Misty Sect!

With Ye Feng covering it, who dares to move?

"Sect Master Ye, I am Yue Yexue, the eldest disciple of Xue Yan, the new Holy Master of the Ice and Snow Holy Land. I am in charge of receiving seniors and members of your sect."

Yue Yexue's cultivation is very high.

With a bone age of less than a hundred years, she is already a senior emperor of the third level of Void Shattering Realm. Looking at the entire Shenzhou Continent, she can be regarded as an absolute arrogance.

However, in front of Ye Feng, she did not dare to be arrogant and disrespectful.

"Please lead the way."

"Please come with me, Sect Master Ye."

Yue Yexue and several female disciples walked on both sides of Ye Feng, surrounding him, bringing wisps of fragrance.

Ye Feng looked as usual.

However, when he caught a glimpse of the white skin on Yue Yexue's neck from the corner of his eye, he had a dry mouth.

"Charming body?!"

Ye Feng frowned slightly, and did not understand why such a physique appeared in the holy land of ice and snow, which is known as pure ice and snow.

Invisibly, the domain of heaven and earth enveloped the whole body, and he immediately returned to normal.

...

Ice and Snow Holy City Center.

A huge square.

This place is a hundred miles away, and there are countless seats, let alone 100,000 people, even a million or 10 million will be fine.

There is a high platform in the center of the square.

That was where Xue Yan was conferred the position of the Holy Master.

Surrounded by VIP seats, around the high platform.

"Please sit down."

Yue Yexue sent Ye Feng and others to the distinguished guest seat, and let them sit down and eat the fine wine and wine that the maid sent.

There were people in the other seats.

"Hello, Sect Leader Ye!"

The Master was sitting not far away, and when he saw Ye Feng, he quickly got up and saluted.

"Sect Master Ye, long time no see."

Yu Luo Zhunsheng of Wanhua Holy Land was also present.

Not just him.

Wan Jianyi from Wanjian Holy Land, Rhinoceros Heavenly Emperor from Broken Sky Mountain Range, Wu Xuan from Batian Restricted Area, Xiao Cangtian from Cangqing Restricted Area, and others also came to the scene.

Even the lord of the Holy Sun City has arrived.

When everyone saw Ye Feng, they stood up and saluted.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} When people from all major forces saw this scene, they were stunned and marveled at Ye Feng's connections.

"As expected of the gods, almost all the big guys took the initiative to say hello to him."

"I'm so envious!"

"I also want to say hello to Sect Leader Ye, but I don't have the right to sit in the front row, and I can't even see Sect Leader Ye."

The people of the major forces were so envious that they burst into tears.

Whoosh!

Yin Rurong showed up with hundreds of cultivators from the Heavenly Wonderful Holy Land and sat on the other side of the distinguished guest seat.

However, she did not greet Ye Feng.

Everyone could see that there was a gap between Ye Feng and Yin Rurong, or,

There is conflict.

Only a few people, such as Yu Luo Zhunsheng, the Master, and Wu Xuan, knew what happened in the main body of the Thunder Hall.

But they don't say it.

Naturally, this matter did not spread.

"Welcome all distinguished guests!"

After a while, a cold voice descended from the sky, and everyone followed the voice and saw dozens of graceful figures slowly falling.

The person in the lead was Xue Yan.

Today, she put on a luxurious red dress and a phoenix hairpin on her head. She was graceful and luxurious, like a proud snow red plum, and appeared surrounded by dozens of fairies.

"What a nice view!"

This is the first time that countless people have seen the true face of Xue Yan.

That snow-white and flawless face, the skin that can be broken by blows, and the holy and cold temperament always arouse everyone's desire to conquer.

Ye Feng sat in the seat.

He frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

It seems that danger is coming.

...

Hanging Mountain.

in an ancient hall.

After this period of hard work, the ultimate incarnation of the holy realm jointly created by the Holy Emperor Lingwei and the Holy Mist has been fully formed.

in the altar.

A stalwart man stood upright.

His appearance is somewhat similar to Saint Wu and Saint Emperor Lingwei. People who don't know him think that this is their father!

The man's face was like a knife and axe, with sharp edges and corners, and his eyes revealed a coldness.

With a breath, it has reached the Holy Land!

"Finally finished."

Wu Sheng let go of his hand and almost collapsed.

Holy Emperor Lingwei narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "This is the real incarnation of the holy realm, but once it is in the lower realm, it can only survive for three days."

Mist said:

"He can burn his own strength, and at the cost of shortening his existence time, he can exert a strength far exceeding his own several times. Not to mention three days, half a day is enough to obliterate Ye Feng."

"Didn't the woman of the Holy Master of Tianmiao Holy Land have a holy soldier? If she steps in to help, can this avatar kill Ye Feng?"

Mist Saint added.

"No problem." Holy Emperor Lingwei sneered, "The Holy Soldier of the Holy Master Yin Rurong of Tianmiao Holy Land is only at the holy level and cannot turn things around. Besides, she may not be able to take action."

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} "In that case, send the avatar to the lower world!"

tear it up!

The two teamed up to tear the void, and took out a special ancient order to stabilize the space oppression, forcibly sending the avatar into the crack.

The holy city of ice and snow.

Millions of people also watched the canonization ceremony in the square.

The process is wonderful.

Xueyan ascended the position of the Holy Master, took over the scepter symbolizing the position of the Holy Master from the incarnation of the Holy Master in the Ice and Snow Holy Land, and officially became the Holy Master of the Ice and Snow Holy Land.

After that, countless young female disciples danced swords.

With a graceful figure and light movements, he attracted countless applause and his eyes were straight.

"I can watch the fairies of the Ice and Snow Holy Land dance swords once in my life, even if I die, it's worth it."

Someone shouted.

However, no one refuted him.

There is a saying well.

When peony flowers die, it is also romantic to be a ghost.

In the eyes of most of the people on the scene, the female disciples of the Holy Land of Ice and Snow are really unique. They are graceful and graceful, their bodies are light, their faces are beautiful, and they have a cool temperament, which is more attractive.

"Oh, is it, is it worth it to die? That being the case, today, this saint is going to kill you all."

In the sky.

Suddenly, a bone-chilling voice came down.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky.

High in the sky, the wind was cold.

A stalwart man clenched his fists, his face was grim, his hands drooped naturally, and his robes rattled.

Boom!

The man stepped down suddenly.

A terrifying breath instantly crushed the void and bombarded everyone. Many people immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground. Only a few people could withstand the pressure.

"Holy realm?!"

Everyone looked at this man, their eyes filled with astonishment.

As strong as Yu Luo Quansheng, Xue Yan, Yin Rurong and other Quansheng Quansheng, they also felt a lot of pressure on their bodies.

"Ye Feng, die for me!"

After seriously injuring millions of people with one kick, this terrifying final incarnation of the holy realm stared at Ye Feng, his eyes full of resentment.

"You look a lot like Saint Mist."

Ye Feng used the domain of heaven and earth to protect the disciples of the sect, and then rose into the sky to confront this avatar in the air.

"You saw it!"

This avatar stared at Ye Feng with a grin on his face.

He is the ultimate incarnation jointly created by Wu Sheng and Lingwei Holy Emperor, and can perfectly exert the power of the two. However, for the sake of the lower realm, he cut himself with a knife, so that he was not targeted by the remnants of heaven.

Therefore, this ultimate incarnation is still in the recovery stage.

He stared at Ye Feng and didn't make a move for a long time, just to delay the time. After a while, his strength would return to the peak, and he would perfectly display the Holy Realm combat power.

And at that time, it was Ye Feng's death!

[With one more update, mosquito legs are also meat]