Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

Those with Tianmai, Tianyan Daoyun, and smooth meridians!

People with heavenly veins have no special constitution, but they have a special constitution that is comparable to the strongest. In their meridians, there are stars of heaven. Every time a star is lit, it can stimulate its own potential, thus making its potential stronger!

When Yan Shen's heavenly soul was missing, it was because he accidentally lit up the star when he was born. He couldn't withstand the huge potential, which led to the loss of his heavenly soul!

Nowadays, Yan Shen's heavenly soul has been completed. After receiving the teachings from many elders of the Immortal Sect, his own heavenly veins and stars have been lit up thirty-six times, making Yan Shen's current potential extraordinary!

Normally, a Heavenly Vein user can light up forty-nine stars!

Once the forty-nine stars are completely lit up, Yan Shen's potential is enough to surpass the two brothers Gu Gengchou who have Taihun and Taichao bodies!

"boom!"

A huge roar exploded outside the entire Holy City of Covering the Sun. On the arena, Yan Shen held a simple long knife and collided with Ming Yao, the Pluto-level genius of the Death Clan opposite!

A powerful wave of air swept across the sky, causing the protective shield of the entire arena to tremble continuously.

After experiencing the training of the Seven Saint Pagodas, Yan Shen's cultivation has reached the peak of Saint Yuan, but Ming Yao opposite him has reached the peak of Saint Tribulation. There is a big difference between the two.

As soon as the collision began, Yan Shen was directly knocked away by the powerful force and rolled several times in the air before he managed to stabilize his body and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He stared coldly at Ming Yao, who was grinning ferociously across from him, with no trace of fear on his face.

Many cultivators in the Hidden Sun Holy City fell silent when they saw Yan Shen's first attack failed. No one uttered a word to ridicule. Everyone understood that this was an unfair battle!

There is a huge difference between two realms. The fact that Yan Shen was not directly killed by one blow is enough to prove his terrifying fighting power. If it were anyone at the peak of Saint Yuan, he would be directly crushed to pieces by Ming Yao.

Princess Leng Ling stood together with Li Qing, Li Xiaoyao and others, her pretty face full of worry. Even she, who was at the peak of the Holy Tribulation, was not sure when facing Ming Yao, the Pluto-level genius.

Senior Brother Yan Shen is only at the peak of Saint Yuan, how can he be Ming Yao's opponent?

"Senior Brother, if Senior Brother Yan Shen is no match for us, let Senior Brother Yan Shen admit defeat!"

"This is an unfair fight!"

"If they dare to kill them all, the tens of millions of soldiers of my Hidden Sun Holy Dynasty are not just decorations!"

Loud words came from Leng Ling's mouth. No matter what, she would not let her senior brothers get into trouble. Even if her father and the Hidden Sun Holy Dynasty did not want to be enemies with several major ethnic groups, the worst she could do was fight for the Shenxian Sect!

Although there is no wheel battle that cannot be won by several major ethnic groups joining forces, it is still better than watching a few senior brothers fight alone.

"Junior sister, take a good look, there is nothing in this world that you cannot defeat!"

"As long as you have faith in your heart, you can defeat anything!"

"This is indeed a battle with great disparity in strength, but it can also bring out the greatest potential of your senior brother Yan Shen!"

"Don't worry, with Elder Li here, Junior Brother Yan Shen will be fine!"

Hearing Leng Ling's words, Li Qing shook his head, smiled, and murmured softly.

Li Xiaoyao on the side did not speak, but his calm and calm posture showed infinite confidence. Even if the opponent had several powerful Chaos Emperor Realm warriors, but with Li Xiaoyao, the best hero in the world, no one could He can’t hurt his disciples of the Immortal Sect!

Hearing Li Qing's words, Leng Ling's delicate body trembled, her heart was shaken, and she didn't say anything. She stared at the ring with her beautiful eyes!

"Guess how many of Ming Yao's moves can this Holy Yuan ant from the Immortal Sect be able to withstand?"

On the other side, Ming Kong glanced at the arena disdainfully and sneered.

When he finished speaking, Xuan Yao and the others did not answer, but there was also a hint of sneer on their faces. The younger generations of several major ethnic groups behind them were also disdainful.

If they are at the same level, they still have some interest, but they are two or even three realms behind them, so what if they have the same qualifications as them?

For geniuses like them, even one step difference is a huge gap, let alone two great realms!

"boom!"

On the ring, Ming Yao was full of momentum, and his tyrannical power shook the entire sky. His three-foot tall body made him look like a little giant, adding to the sense of oppression!

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and a blood-red spear that was five feet long suddenly appeared in his hand. The cold and deadly spear power bloomed, as if it was going to pierce the sky.

"It's quite exciting to crush a genius like you!"

Ming Yao licked her lips, smiled sinisterly, and in her scarlet eyes, there flashed a chilling and cold killing intent.

"boom!"

After the words fell, Ming Yao took action without any warning. The blood-red spear in his hand pierced the sky and turned into a blood-red dragon shadow, like a rainbow, blasting towards Yan Shen!

Above the tip of the spear, a dark light flashed, and a cold and desolate aura swept across the entire arena.

At this moment, Ming Yao took action with all his strength, and his power shook all directions. He was like the God of Death, with a powerful posture that looked down upon all the people in the world!

"boom!"

Yan Shen also took action directly, and the overbearing sword power rose from his body. A huge sword shadow seemed to appear in the void, tearing the sky apart and creating a huge black hole!

Endless sword energy emerged around Yan Shen, making him holding a simple long sword look like a god in the sword. In terms of momentum alone, he actually had a domineering aura that was not weaker than Ming Yao's.

He raised the long sword in his hand high and slashed it down with a single blow. The sword was powerful and powerful in all directions!

The endless cold sword energy gathered into a huge sword light, tearing apart the void in the arena, and slashed towards the blood-red dragon shadow like a broken bamboo!

"Boom!"

The sword energy is flowing freely, the gun light is flashing!

The terrifying impact of power swept away in all directions, causing the entire arena to tremble violently. However, no matter how ferocious the force was, it could never break through the protective barrier surrounding the arena!

"boom!"

Amidst the sky full of sword shadows and gun light, a figure flew out and hit the ring hard, causing the ring to shake violently. This figure was none other than Yan Shen!

At this time, he looked a little miserable. The long knife was leaning on the ground, and the tiger's mouth holding the knife was cracked by the powerful force. Streams of blood dripped from his palm and ran down the ancient long knife.

On his arm, two ferocious sword marks crossed, and strands of blood seeped out, dyeing Yan Shen's robe red. He did not care about his injuries, and his eyes were like eagle eyes, shining with sharp light. .

Even though he was injured, Yan Shen was still full of energy and fighting spirit!