Chapter 4611 Gambling in the Starfield

"Go to heaven to fight." Ling Han took the lead and flew into the air.

The fake Ling Han was unhurried, and followed him into the air. He looked at Ling Han with a look of arrogance: "With the body of a venerable, you can resist a saint. You are indeed extraordinary."

"I don't want to kill such a genius!"

"Give you a chance to surrender to me, and I will save your life."

Ling Han couldn't help laughing: "You really know how to daydream."

His strength has reached the saint level, which means that as long as he wants to escape, it is impossible for the nine-star saint to stop him.

That's why the Emperor Clan was very afraid of him, even though they watched the Nine Suns Holy Land restart, they didn't fart.

Because if Ling Han can't be killed, it will pose an incomparable threat to himself.

Unless they are also very bachelors and don't care about the juniors of the imperial clan, or they are determined to nest in the imperial formation for a lifetime, until Ling Han dies of old age.

The point is, Ling Han is very likely to become an emperor, so what about the Emperor Formation?

Huh, huh, huh, at this time, the emperors and sons in the Zuwang City also flew out one after another. They naturally sensed the movement outside, and they must come out to check the situation.

One is Ling Han, anyone can recognize this at a glance, but who is the other?

I don't know it at all.

However, this person is absolutely young, at most in his early 10,000 years old, and he is not on par with any saint today.

"Brother, come here!" Brother Hou also appeared, with the big black dog and the little green dragon beside him.

Ling Han smiled: "I'm here."

In that instant, the emperors all knew what had happened.

Saints are naturally sensitive to auras, and the person who made the move is a fake Ling Han, it couldn't be more obvious.

For a while, they were all hostile to this person, dared to attack outside the Ancestral King City, and they were still holy powers, and they didn't know how to avoid taboos. This could be regarded as a provocation to the Imperial Clan.

Facing so many saint-level emperors, the fake Ling Han didn't care, and stretched out his hand to pick his ears: "Oh, there are so many people here.

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"Who are you?" Yan Anming asked in the golden generation with a serious expression.

——Originally, Ling Han's enemies are their friends, but it's too much for you to openly use holy power outside the Zuwang City.

Fake Ling Han smiled slightly: "My name is Lu Xun."

Huh, is this the end?

Lu Xun? Does anyone know who it is?

"Who cares about you, Lu Xun Haixun, give me a punch first!" Ling Han killed and swung his fist straight.

Boom, this is a war in the starry sky, Ling Han naturally has no scruples.

Lu Xun smiled lightly, put his right hand behind his back, and only used his left hand to fight Ling Han.

boom! boom! boom!

The two fought fiercely, but Lu Xun was calm and composed, and seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

"Three-Star Saint!" Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.

It's so powerful, it's actually a three-star saint!

Ling Han is indeed a monster, obviously only a three-star venerable, but his strength is almost comparable to a two-star saint. However, compared with a three-star saint, he is not even one star behind in terms of strength and rules.

Moreover, Lu Xun can hit the four-way eight-star rule with one blow, which is too obvious for Ling Han's crush.

Therefore, although he only used one hand, he easily blocked Ling Han, and even gained the upper hand.

Of course, no one would underestimate Ling Han because of this.

A three-star venerable has the fighting power of a two-star saint, isn't that awesome enough?

Really, if this guy grows up to be a nine-star venerable, he can really compete with four-star and five-star saints.

You know, how many saints are there in the world? And what proportion of high-level saints accounted for?

——If Ling Han becomes the Nine-Star Venerable, most of the saints will no longer be his opponents.

Thinking about it this way, how terrifying is it?

You must know that it is much easier for the Venerable to raise a small realm. After all, apart from the comprehension of the Dao of Heaven, only the immortal energy is enough, but what about the saint?

Further, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Look, even if it is Monkey Brother, Baili Tian, ​​Yan Anming and other young kings who were the first to step into the holy rank, which one has stepped into the second star now?

not a single one.

Ling Han should be the strongest among the younger generation.

But the problem is, now there is another young king who is actually a three-star saint!

Hiss, scary.

Where did this come from?

The two fought fiercely, and Ling Han showed his strength, but the gap in strength was too great, and he was unable to suppress the other party in the end.

He was about to activate the formation, but unexpectedly Lu Xun knocked him back with a palm: "It's almost time to get down to business."

Business?

Ling Han was not in a hurry to act, he was also curious about Lu Xun's origin, although he had already guessed half of it.

Lu Xun smiled lightly and said, "Since everyone is here, let's all come out."

Hey, who is he talking to?

At this moment, one after another figure tore apart the void and appeared.

Yang Yihuan, Feng Miaoling, He Luo, Di Wuji, Tong Ming... Wu Xingtong!

hiss!

All the emperors and sons also realized that these people all represent the underworld.

It's very strange, why do living people cooperate with ghosts, and how do they cooperate?

The world of the sun and the world of the underworld are the most essential opposites.

No matter how serious the conflict between the Imperial Clan and Ling Han was, even if Ling Han would retaliate after he became enlightened, it was basically impossible for the entire clan to be wiped out.

Injustice has its head, and debts have owners. It is impossible that there are no good people in the whole family.

Those who can become emperors will not have the slightest tolerance for others?

But ghosts are different.

Once the underworld is allowed to occupy the yangworld, all living beings will be finished.

The environment of the underworld is not suitable for living people to live in. This is the most essential opposition, and there is no room for reconciliation at all.

Therefore, although the emperors hated Ling Han half to death, at this moment, they must first agree with the outside world.

Of course, they are also very puzzled, since Yin and Yang are absolutely opposite, why would Yang Yi and others cooperate with the underworld?

Yang Yihuan, Feng Miaoling, He Luo, etc. have been sanctified, but they are still only one-star saints, Di Wuji and Tong Ming are two-star saints, only Lu Xun and Wu Xingtong have reached three stars, and the three colors of white, red, and orange The holy flame danced in their sea of ​​consciousness, which could be seen clearly.

Look at the golden generation, all white holy flames, the gap is not usually big.

Lu Xun scissored his hands and said to the emperors, "Come here today to make a bet with you."

"What are you betting on?" Yan Anming spoke on behalf of the emperors. He and Bailitian were both the first golden generation to ascend to the throne. Now that Bailitian is away, he naturally answered on behalf of the other emperors.

Lu Xun smiled: "Gambling in the Starfield."

"If you win a game, we can return one of the occupied star fields to you. If you lose a game, then withdraw the defense and give us a star field."

Big bet!

A star field, not a star.

Yan Anming immediately shook his head: "There are already two-star or even three-star saints among you, what's the comparison?"

Which one is not a genius among geniuses who can step into the holy throne?

Even the golden generation is not quite sure that they can leapfrog the challenge, not to mention that Lu Xun and the others may be the sons and daughters of the ancient emperor, and their talents are not weaker than them at all.

Isn't that inevitable?