Fantasy: I! Accept disciples and become stronger!

Although the consumption was huge, it wasn’t a divine ability that could increase one’s combat strength.

However, he was able to teleport a few cultivators over a hundred thousand kilometers away in a short period of time, and he disregarded any talisman markings!

Lei Xuan immediately wanted to take action, move Xuan Yi and the others away, and then deal with trouble in the future.

However, before he could make a move, two unfamiliar Profound Emperors suddenly appeared beside him.

The two terrifying auras were in no way inferior to Lei Xuan. They firmly restrained him, although they did not attack directly.

However, it also caused Lei Xuan’s movements to slow down by an instant, and he couldn’t make it in time!

“You!”

Lei Xuan glared at them angrily. He could tell that one of them was from the God Refining Pagoda and the other was from the Grand Origin Sacred Land.

The two sacred grounds’ Profound Emperors had long since paid attention to Lei Xuan. At this moment, they were going to strangle Xuan Yi’s last resort to death!

They did not know Lei Xuan’s trump card.

However, they knew that Lei Xuan was a variable!

“Thunder Profound Emperor, there is no need for you to be so anxious, to be so considerate of other people’s matters.”

The Profound Emperor of the God Refining Pagoda said with a fake smile, “Don’t worry about what you shouldn’t care about. Be at ease. Otherwise, go along with that kid who doesn’t know the height of heaven and earth!”

The Profound Emperor of the Grand Origin Holy Land was even more direct, and his expression was cold as he hovered behind Lei Xuan with a throwing knife.

Once Lei Xuan dared to make a move, the battle would begin immediately. Two Profound Emperors would deal with Lei Xuan alone.

Lei Xuan had no hope of victory at all!

“Aren’t you afraid that the Profound Emperor Sect’s sect master will take revenge in the future?”

“Revenge? Ha, ha, ha. Today, he, Xuan Yi, can no longer protect himself!”

The Profound Emperor of the Divine Pagoda laughed arrogantly, as if he had heard a funny joke.

However, his laughter had not yet stopped.

In the sky, an indifferent voice sounded.

“An earthworm at the peak of the Profound Emperor realm? Is this the full strength of your Soaring Dragon Mountain?”

Under the protection of the green-colored divine power, Xuan Yi looked contemptuous and mocking in his tone, squinting at the arrogant and proud Emperor Yue Long.

“What?”

Hearing Xuan Yi’s words, not to mention Yue Long, even the cultivators below couldn’t help showing a strange look.

Xuan Yi’s words … is it because of Yue Long’s true cultivation, is he too intimidated?

What did he think the Profound Emperor was?

Chinese cabbage?

Do you know how difficult it is to take even half a step forward every time you reach the Profound Emperor Realm? It is akin to ascending the heaven.

However, Xuan Yi didn’t pay attention to everyone’s eyes at all.

He waved his hands needlessly and said lightly, “Go ahead, don’t delay any longer.”

Ye Qingsong nodded lightly, and the pine stick turned into a flash and disappeared.

Then, he took a step forward.

Boom!

Under everyone’s attention, Ye Qingsong’s figure suddenly shrank and turned into a ball of light.

Then, it was suddenly seen spreading out with dazzling divine brilliance covering the sky.

When the divine radiance dissipated, a phantom figure stood in the sky, in front of the golden dragon on Soaring Dragon Mountain!

In front of that figure, the dragon of thousands of miles seemed to be exactly as Xuan Yi said.

Just like earthworms!

“Ha! A puny trick!”

Under the golden dragons, Yue Long’s disdainful voice sounded.

He clearly felt that the phantom figure in front of him was transformed by Ye Qingsong.

But his cultivation had yet to reach the threshold; he was still just a God Emperor!

In front of him at this moment, it was just an existence that could be destroyed at the touch of a finger …

However, Yue Long’s thoughts were cut short.

His last moment’s perception was that his sight suddenly rose ten thousand feet for some reason, and even the sight of Soraing Dragon Mountain … how could it be? … Invisible?

In the entire Soaring Dragon Mountain, with a radius of thousands of miles, all the cultivators, whether they were members of the Soaring Dragon Mountain gate, or audience watching the battle.

They were all sluggish in place, their eyes closely following the movement of the phantom figure, and they couldn’t even close their mouths.

What did they … see?

That was nothing but the phantom of the Heavenly Emperor …  Just gently stretching out a hand.

The golden dragon on Soaring Dragon Mountain, which was comparable to the peak of the Profound Emperor, was actually too late to even resist.

It was directly penetrated by that hand. It grabbed the Profound Emperor Yue Long, and then tore off his head!

On Soaring Dragon Mountain, a bloody aura soared into the sky.

The Soaring Dragon Formation, which the cultivators of the Myriad Dragon Dynasty had taken as their guardian, was shattered by Ye Qingsong’s single attack.

At this moment, Soaring Dragon Mountain flipped over, the ground cracked, and the palace collapsed. Wherever Ye Qingsong passed by, there was no way to resist, and only destruction followed.

As soon as the formation was destroyed, the Soaring Dragon Mountain’s cultivators were heavily injured. Many cultivators immediately exploded and died.

The God Emperors who had cultivated the immortal altar were even more miserable. Their cultivation levels were the highest, and they had the deepest connection with the grand formation.

The Immortal Altar was hidden within the formation. Originally, they hoped to use this to obtain the safest protection, but they never thought that the formation would be destroyed.

The immortal altar collapsed under Ye Qingsong’s attack, not even having a chance to revive, turning into ashes on the spot.

Only a few low-level cultivators were lucky enough to escape this calamity. They were still struggling to escape from the palace that was about to collapse.

However, they didn’t flee for too long. Ye Qingsong didn’t hold back. Everywhere he passed, terrifying divine power swept through everything, turning all Soaring Dragon Mountain into ashes.

In the sky, Xuan Yi’s eyes were indifferent. His methods were very iron-blooded, and he didn’t have the intention of gathering the cultivators of the Myraid Dragon Dynasty.

Although Soaring Dragon Mountain had been destroyed, it was only a branch of the Myriad Dragon Dynasty. Taking in these cultivators was only to deal with the future.

Although Xuan Yi wasn’t afraid of these people’s so-called methods, he wasn’t interested in gathering so many flies.

Outside Soaring Dragon Mountain, all the cultivators kept quiet like cicadas in the winter, and they didn’t even dare speak loudly. Lei Xuan sneered as he looked at the two Profound Emperors of the sacred grounds by his side.

At this moment, the two of them were no longer as arrogant as before. All of their expressions were terrifyingly gloomy.

They didn’t stop, and they didn’t even dare to speak ruthlessly. They were deeply afraid that Xuan Yi would notice their little tricks and directly attack and kill them here.

They were in a hurry. Xuan Yi’s display of strength was too terrifying, and it made their hearts pound. They needed to return to the mountain gate as soon as possible and report to the Holy Land and their sect for assistance.