Feng Lin and others felt the strangeness here and stopped.
The palace began to shake violently at this time. To be precise, it should be someone's powerful force that caused it to shake here.
Buzz!
Just at the top of the palace, a man in a white robe appeared.
He slowly appeared from above the palace.
Feng Lin observed left and right and found that everyone here was watching the white-robed man appearing on the high ground.
Since no one noticed his side, he used the light and shadow barrier and his body disappeared from everyone's sight.
The figure of the man in the white robe fell in the center of the palace. When he saw the people around him, his expression was obviously stunned.
He looked around and found that there were many races here.
Among them are the Yin-Yang Crusaders and the Sun Clan.
Originally, he thought that these people were helpers that Feng Lin found, but now it seems that they are not.
Feng Lin could not find the Yin-Yang Crusader, nor could he find the Burning Cape of the Sun Clan.
He had heard of the hatred between Burning Haijiao and Feng Lin.
"Who are you? Do you dare to break into my territory? Do you think you are living too safe?" The man in white robe stood with his hands behind his back, looking around in a cold tone.
"Haha, is this your territory? Then there should be elemental remains on you, right?" an old man in black robe asked sternly.
"That's right, I do have a lot of elemental remains on my body. What's wrong?" The man in white robe snorted coldly.
Hearing this, everyone around him looked happy.
This time it was indeed in vain. It seems that this person has many treasures on him.
"Why are you still standing there? Hand over the elemental wreckage obediently, and I will spare your life, otherwise you will die miserably!" The old man in black robe said in a deep voice.
"Haha, it's interesting. Just you ants, you still want the elemental remains on me?"
When the man in white robe said this, he waved his hand gently, and more than a dozen elemental wrecks appeared in front of him. "This is only part of me, I have more elemental wrecks. Since you want it, come and get it."
I saw more than a dozen elemental remains at once. No one here has ever seen such a big deal except Feng Lin and Ye Yourong.
When everyone around saw this situation, many people had a greedy expression in their eyes.
More than a dozen elemental remains, what does this mean?
Most of the people present were in the Breaking Wall Realm. If they obtained these elemental wreckage, they might be promoted to the semi-saint level.
Boom!
The old man in black robe who was speaking just now took the lead in attacking. He used his arms to break the wall and attacked the man in white robe.
The power of breaking the wall turned into a big hand and extended to the white-robed man.
The man in white robe just raised his hand gently, and the power of breaking the wall released by the old man in black robe was instantly broken and disintegrated.
Feng Lin's mouth raised slightly, showing a smile. The situation in front of him was exactly what he wanted to see.
Rumble!
At this time, not only the old man in black robe just now, but also the Fen Haijiao and Yin Lan also took action.
There are more than a dozen elemental remains, and everyone here is extremely imaginable.
Buzz!
At this moment, the man in white robe opened his arms, and an invisible force almost shocked everyone around him to fly backwards.
The storm that set off around made it impossible for people here to leave the palace.
Feng Lin used the light and shadow barrier at this time and hugged the pillars of the palace, so he was not blown away.
"You are very strong!"
The man in white robe suddenly attacked in the direction of Feng Lin.
Feng Lin's face changed. He was about to use his god to avoid it, but he realized that there was a man in black robe behind him.
This man stood firmly in the palace without using the pillars, and was not blown away by the power just now.
Buzz!
A golden cross suddenly flashed in the body of the man in black.
The next moment, he flew to the man in white robe.
Click! Another huge golden cross fell from the sky and smashed towards the man in white robe.
But the man in white robe didn't even look at it. As soon as the cross fell to his head, it was shattered.
"The Bright Clan?"
The man in white robe looked stunned, and then waved his hand.
"Guarding the Light!"
The man in black robe immediately burst out with strength, and an oval bell appeared around his body.
There is also a twisted space around Hongzhong.
Click!
The bell instantly turned into pieces and disappeared.
The body of the members of the Guangming tribe inside was shattered, revealing an old man with long white hair. This person was Guangmixiu of the Guangming tribe.
Guangmixiu immediately sublimated his body.
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But the man in white robe waved his hand again.
Around the Qi Jin after the sublimation of Light Mixiu, the space suddenly cracked, and a space crack that was ten centimeters wide and more than one meter long appeared.
Seeing this, everyone around was stunned.
Broken space?
What's the situation?
Could this man in white robe is the strongest person in the saint realm among the god-killer?
After the light Mi Xiu turned into Qi Jin, cracks appeared around the body, and the terrifying suction inside sucked some Qi Jin in.
But Guangmixiu reacted immediately, and the Qi energy turned into countless golden crosses and flew towards the distance, thus avoiding the attack.
After these golden crosses merged, they returned to the appearance of Misho.
The man in white robe flew out, "I didn't expect that the Light Clan still has a master like you. It seems that I need to kill you."
When Feng Lin saw the white-robed saint, he also left the palace, so he looked carefully at the high place.
"Yourong, can you help me? I don't want to use Qi Jin to go up." Feng Lin whispered.
"Simple."
At this time, Ye Yourong extended a very thin line, which was stuck to the top like a creeper.
"Feng Lin, there is indeed a formation above. I have already felt it. Let's go in now." Ye Yourong took Feng Lin to fly up quickly and enter the high formation.
Finally, as the scene in front of Feng Lin changed, he came to a white world.
"You can tolerate it, okay, I really haven't used the Qi power."
Feng Lin smiled and exclaimed. In this world where all restrictions are needed, Feng Lin originally needed to use Qi to reach the height of the palace.
The man in the white robe in the distance was a saint, so he could definitely find that there were still people in the palace.
"Who do you think I am? I am a magical artifact clan."
While Ye Yourong was talking, a branch extended from the black robe that Feng Lin was wearing, "I am not formed by Qi Jin, but the ability of our race itself, and there is no need to consume Qi Jin."
"Awesome." Feng Lin said, then looked into the distance.
There was a cage formed by branches, and he found that in addition to Ailian, many people were imprisoned.
"Fenglin is all descendants of the old god and the new god." Ye Yourong felt the breath over there and said in a deep voice.
"Time doesn't wait for anyone, let's go and save people."
Feng Lin immediately rushed towards the cage over there. After he arrived here, he easily found Ailian's figure.
Among the people detained here, only Ailian was a little brat.
Feng Lin stayed in front of the cell where Ailian was, and said with a smile: "Ailian, I'm here to save you." (The end of this chapter)