You have a good chance, I accept it.

"You guys go over first and I'll go take a look."

Ye Lin said casually to the people behind him, and then he flew straight into the sky and went to the nine heavens.

"Let's go. Our main goal now is to work hard to become stronger. We can only watch from here."

"We are not able to participate in a battle at that level."

Seeing Mo Yun's expression of resignation, Wan Feng sighed inwardly and stepped forward to comfort him.

Only acquaintances like them know how conceited Wan Feng is in his heart.

But now, since leaving the Demon Sect, he has experienced blows again and again. How can he not know what Mo Yun is feeling in his heart?

But the reality is so cruel. After arriving here, they realized how vast the world is and how mediocre their once-proud talents were.

Everyone glanced at the sky with unwilling expressions, and finally walked towards the ground one by one.

At this time, above the sky, Lonely Wind was holding a long sword, breathing slightly and looking at the two people in front of him.

"Donor, you are a bit better than your brother. I admire you."

Wen Xin clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows and said softly.

The Lonely Wind in front of him has been completely recognized by him, and it is a bit stronger than the Lonely Mo before.

I don’t know why the genes of this big family are so strong. One of the two sons is more talented than the other. This is simply contrary to common sense.

"Lonely Wind, today next year will be your memorial day. Don't worry, I will go and see you in person."

Qin Hua held a golden spear in his hand, exuding a breathtaking aura and said in a deep voice, the sound making the surrounding space tremble.

"Stop talking nonsense. Come again. Today, either I die or you two go down."

Lonely Feng's face was cold and stern, and his voice was like the whisper of a demon under the Nine Netherworld. It was so sinister that people couldn't help but tremble in their souls after listening to it.

"So brave."

Qin Hua's face turned slightly cold when he heard this, the spear in his hand shook, and the space around him buzzed.

The next moment, a golden light pillar was seen rising into the sky, Qin Hua's spear was thrust out, and accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, the surrounding void instantly shattered, and he arrived in front of Lonely Feng in an instant.

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a jet-black stream of light, and a golden stream of light.

The two streams of light are constantly fighting in the sky, with no distinction between up and down, victory or defeat, strength or weakness.

"Amitabha, benefactor, this little monk will send you to a blissful rebirth."

Wenxin, who had not taken action until now, finally took action at this moment. Behind him, the golden Buddha's hair stood tall with the sky and the ground, the Buddha's head lowered his eyebrows.

Wen Xin slowly stretched out his hand, and the golden Buddha's head made exactly the same move as him, and the huge golden palm enveloped the entire sky.

"Buddha's kingdom is in the palm of your hand and it's under control."

As he finished speaking, all things evolved in the huge golden palm of the Buddha's head, and there was even chaotic evolution, as if the heaven and earth were first opened.

The next moment, he slapped it with a palm.

Lonely Feng, who was under the golden palm, was like an ant. His expression changed slightly when he felt the fatal threat above his head.

"How dare you get distracted while fighting me? How disrespectful you are of me."

While he was stunned, Qin Hua had already arrived in front of him.

"The dragon roars for nine days, broken."

Qin Hua was naturally unceremonious in taking action, without any hesitation, and tried his best to kill Lonely Feng under his spear.

Lonely Feng's face was cold and stern, and he kept waving the long sword in his hand. Sword energy that could destroy the world was scattered, and the golden light was constantly consumed.

But during this containment process, the golden palm print above his head had already fallen, and even the surrounding space was blocked.

One fights two, but it's still too tiring and too forced.