Wan Chongshan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Just just now, Daozi instantly destroyed the projection of the true saint of the North Pole, using artistic conception..."

Chen Sanqiu nodded slowly: "Yes!"

"It's just that kind of artistic conception is very strange, like a sword but not a sword, with a murderous intent, and a faint smell of killing artistic conception, but..."

"A little less crazy!"

"But what is certain is that the grade and quality are extremely high! It is not inferior to your Qianyue artistic conception!"

Wan Chongshan fell into silence and did not speak for a long time.

If there is an old senior in the cultivation world who knows him here, he will definitely know what terrifying weight Chen Sanqiu's words just now have!

After a long time, a sound rang slowly.

"It seems that our Supreme Palace will usher in an unprecedented legendary palace master!"

...

Li Hanguang slowly stretched out his hand and held the golden token.

It's warm and cool to buy, but it's not as heavy as you imagine.

On the contrary, the token is light!

It's like holding the air.

His five fingers closed, and Tianhuang ordered them to turn into flowing light and melt into his body.

Rumble!

The hall trembled slightly.

The light shone from the front, and there were some steps under my feet.

The quaint bronze portal appears at the end of the ladder.

Li Hanguang walked by.

Behind the door is a world full of glory.

Only after his feet stood still did the glory gradually faded.

Looking around.

White clouds, vast seas, dead rocks, and cliffs.

The sea breeze brings the sound of waves to my ears.

The tip of the nose is full of salty and dampness.

The sky suddenly became rich, falling from the clouds, colorful and gorgeous.

The erratic breath gradually solidifies.

Through that brilliance, you can see the scene behind you.

Li Hanguang raised his eyebrows slightly: "The strong man of the Siren Clan?"

The opponent's strength is also the True Saint of Six Tribulations at its peak. Coincidentally, he had a battle with the True Saint of the North Pole.

No winner or loser.

But the problem is that the surrounding environment has turned into a vast ocean this time.

The combat power that the opponent can burst out will be much more terrifying than the Arctic True Saint!

boom!

The light became more and more condensed.

The projection of the powerful Siren tribe was clearly visible, and he was holding a trident in his hand.

It slowly walked out, and a crisp sound came from its throat.

Ao--

The waves rolled in an instant, as if the sky was turned upside down!

The next moment, the roar came to an abrupt end.

Li Hanguang appeared behind it at some point, and his palm retracted into his sleeve.

A bang!
Chapter completed!