Chapter 548 Sound the Alarm, the Holy Land Is in Danger! .

Yin Yang Holy Land.

The wind was gentle and the sun was beautiful, there were no clouds in the sky, it was peaceful and beautiful.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the sky was dark, black clouds pressed down on the city, and terrifying auras surged and surged, like dark clouds crossing the sun, expelling peace and overwhelming pressure, one after another.

Everyone in the Yin Yang Holy Land suddenly felt a terrible pressure crushing their heads, their faces turned red, their blood was irritable, and their teeth oozed blood.

Look up.

A chariot in the dim void was like running through a long river of life and death. It was pulled by violent beasts and drove quickly. Hundreds of burly Immortal King-level warriors were surrounding it. Their bodies were all tall and tall, as if the sky was open. Close a statue of the god.

moment.

The chariot came over the holy land.

Nine clouds hang high, standing in the sky, as if they are transcending the world.

A strong man respectfully opened the curtain, revealing a noble figure, with cold murderous intent in his eyes, staring down, his eyes as indifferent as looking at ants.

In an instant, the Yin Yang Holy Land shook!

"No, the person who came here is evil!"

"Sound the alarm!"

"Activate the mountain protection formation!"

"quick!"

There are elders who tremble and give orders.

In an instant, the alarm roared, and a black-yellow light shield appeared, stretching thousands of miles in an instant, protecting the entire holy land.

This is the mountain-protecting formation left by the founder of the Yin-Yang Holy Land. It is like the magnificent Great Wall, impregnable and unstoppable by Mount Tai.

Facing this large formation, only a contemptuous order came from the chariot.

"Ironbeard, go and blow up this formation."

"Here!"

A figure came out of the queue, and the whole body was filled with terrifying aura fluctuations.

This is a high-ranking member of Tiantai Peak. He is now following Lu Wanhong. He has a beard that is hard and thick and will not deform in battle. Lu Wanhong usually calls him Iron Beard.

Iron Beard stepped out and shouted loudly. The huge power in his body exploded instantly, and he punched the mountain guarding formation hard!

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The black-yellow formation was overwhelmed, erupted with a harsh roar, and gradually twisted and deformed!

"hiss!"

"My mother!"

"The powerful Immortal King is so terrifying, I feel like my head is going to explode!"

Countless people in the Yin-Yang Holy Land were trembling, their scalps numb and their eardrums hurting from the harsh sonic explosions.

"boom!"

Ironbeard added another punch.

There was a loud bang, and the mountain guarding formation couldn't bear it anymore. It exploded and collapsed!

Seeing that the formation fell apart in less than a moment, everyone's expressions changed drastically on the Yin-Yang Holy Land!

Even the mountain-protecting formation left by the founder of the mountain couldn't stop one of the opponent's pawns. It was violently blasted away within three breaths. Is this the strength of the hidden sect?

"Senior, wait!"

Yin Yang Holy Master rose into the air, came to the chariot, and said with a smile, "Junior Yin Yang Holy Master Zhao Huai'en, I don't know where I offended my senior, and I allowed my senior to mobilize troops and people like this. Please tell me clearly."

"Wow!"

The chariot opened and closed a curtain, and a pair of eyes swept over him, looked at him for a moment, and said coldly: "Let your saint come over!"

Saint?

Holy Lord Yin and Yang felt a slight thump in his heart and asked, "I don't know why she offended you. Please..."

"Are you talking nonsense to me?"

Boom! !

A command flag was raised from the chariot, and it instantly increased tens of millions of times, covering the sky and the earth, covering the sky.

"ah!"

"Ahhhh!!"

Terrifying screams instantly came from below, and the two prodigies of Yin Yang Holy Land exploded one after another, turning into blood mist!

"This is the Brilliant Flag, given to me by the Master of Qingcang Peak. Once it is sacrificed, the pressure will be like a thunderbolt. If you keep talking nonsense, more than one or two of the people below will die."

A cold voice came from the chariot.

Holy Master Yin Yang's face turned grim, and he said under pressure: "Senior, if you have something to say, she is young after all, so her words are inevitably a bit unpleasant, but they are all unintentional. I hope that you, sir, will not be as knowledgeable as her little girl..."

Bang!

Bang!

The blood mist splashed like waves, two blood pillars rose into the sky, and blood flowed like a stream.

The glory caused the flag to be splashed with blood, and the violent pressure was like a divine force coming down, terrifying beyond compare.

"I'm asking you, should you let her come over or not?"

A sullen voice came from the chariot.

Holy Lord Yin and Yang suddenly felt a pressure crushing him from head to toe, and his heart was beating wildly in his body, as if he was walking on thin ice.

He hurriedly sent a message down: "Fourth, take Xiaoyan and leave quickly. The farther you go, the better. Don't come back for the rest of your life!"

The words just fell.

"Boom!"

The Holy Lord Yin and Yang has the Dharma on his back. An extremely tall and burly giant Dharma stands in the sky, holding a big ax, as if the true god is coming, with majestic pressure and majestic waves.

Daojun's cultivation in the ninth realm exploded.

"How can an ant shake the sky!" A cold snort came from the chariot: "Iron Beard, kill this man with one punch!"

"Here!"

Iron Beard laughed ferociously and struck like lightning!

"boom!"

A golden hand covered the sky and the sun, like the sun and moon in the palm, and headed towards the custody of the Holy Lord Yin and Yang.

The world is in the palm of your hand.

The sun and moon at your fingertips.

To crush the Dao Lord in the ninth realm at the Immortal King level is like stepping on an ant to death.

"stop!"

"Senior of Taixuan Dao Sect, if you have any problem, come to me, don't hurt my Holy Lord!"

With a buzzing sound, a stream of light rose into the sky, came straight to the chariot, and bowed.

Yu Yanyu.

"Xiao Yan!" Holy Lord Yin Yang roared sadly.

Iron Beard snorted coldly and retracted his attack.

In the chariot, Lv Wanhong swept his eyes over Yu Yanyu with contempt, and said gloomily: "You look down on my disciple, are you qualified?"

Hmm?

Yu Yanyu didn't understand.

In Taixuan Dao Sect, she only looked down on a follower. Could it be that the existence in this chariot...

"I solemnly tell you that although you are the saint of Yin Yang Holy Land, this holy land can be destroyed by a word from me! How can you, such a humble person, dare to look down on the genius of my hidden sect?"

"I tell you, whether he looks down on you or not is another matter!"

"Today, I will seal your mouth and make you never speak again in your life!"

"Iron Beard!"

"Here!"

"The silver needle I gave you!"

"Yes!"

I snapped his fingers, and a silver needle flew out of the storage ring. It was bright in color, sharp and pointed, with an iron wire on it, about three feet long and extremely tough.

"Sew her mouth shut, let her look down on others!"

"Yes!"

Iron Beard laughed several times, turned around and approached Yu Yanyu step by step.

A chill instantly enveloped Yu Yanyu's whole body.

Field confinement.

A world away.

She couldn't move at all, as if she was being pressed by a towering sacred mountain.

Under pressure.

Yu Yanyu's face changed horribly, her meridians squeaked, her blood flowed backwards, and she almost fainted.

"Slow down!"

The Yin-Yang Saint Lord rushed out, protected her behind him, and said with a bow: "Senior, I am willing to apologize!"

"Whatever you want, I am willing to give it to you! I just hope you can let Xiaoyan go!"

"I hope you can consider it!"

Apologize?

In the chariot, Lu Wanhong sneered and shook his head: "If an apology is useful, what do I need strength for?"