Ancient Martial God

The Great Elder of the Saint Clan and others were surprised. The voice of the other party was extremely unfamiliar. The key was that the other party was still an unparalleled figure. During the heyday of the Saint Clan, there were still some unparalleled figures who came to cling to the Saint Clan. However, with the decline of the Saint Clan, those unparalleled figures no longer exist. Never appeared again.

Could it be that he was a peerless figure who once had connections with the Saint Clan?

"Since your Excellency is here, why don't you show up? Are you afraid of being seen?" Tuo Yu's face was dark, because the other party was obviously here to help the Saints.

At the same time, Tuoyu released his momentum.

boom!

The auras of two unparalleled figures collided together, the air currents all around were exploded, and the terrifying impact swept around.

The senior leaders of the Saint Clan took action one after another to help the disciples block the oncoming force. Some senior leaders were even shaken back a certain distance by the aftermath, and their expressions changed on the spot.

This is just the momentum collision of unrivaled figures. If it were a powerful collision, I'm afraid they would be injured on the spot.

As the two terrifying auras collided, a figure appeared in the sky. It was an old man wearing a black gold martial robe, and the majestic and majestic aura of a peerless figure surged down.

"It's you...Sikong Zhen..."

Tuo Yu recognized the old man, and his expression suddenly changed. Not only because he recognized the old man's identity, but also because Sikong Zhen had just broken through, and he was already evenly matched with him. If some time passes, Sikong Zhen's strength will definitely be greater than that of Sikong Zhen. He is better.

"Long time no see, Tuoyu."

Sikong Zhen said hello calmly. They had met many times in the past when they were in the second realm of the First Saint, and they were considered acquaintances.

"Sikong Town, just to save my face, don't get involved in this matter." Tuo Yu said seriously.

The other party is also a world-class figure, and he is an acquaintance. Tuo Yu still doesn't want to offend him even if he can avoid offending him.

After all, one more friend is better than one more enemy.

"Now that I'm here, I won't stop naturally." Sikong Zhen said.

"Could it be that you are helping the Saints so much because of the Holy Spirit Tower? This thing is indeed a good thing. It has been passed down by the Saints since ancient times. It is said that many treasures left by the ancestors of the Saints are sealed in it. If you can control it, in the future, Maybe there will be a chance to obtain the treasures inside.”

When Tuo Yu said this, he looked at Sikong Zhen and said, "How about this? After the Saints hand over their quotas, how about we each have half?"

"No wonder you came to the Saint Clan. It turned out to be for the Holy Spirit Tower quota. I don't think it's good." Sikong Zhen glanced at Tuo Yu.

Seeing that Sikong Town showed no sign of being tempted, Tuo Yu was not in a hurry, but said, "It is recorded in ancient books that there is a high probability that treasures will appear in the Holy Spirit Tower this year. When the time comes, there will be twenty places, half for you and me, and then We each send people in.”

"You should know that the treasures left behind by the ancestors of the Holy Clan are extraordinary..."

Hearing these words, Sikong Zhen couldn't help but feel moved. It's a treasure left by the ancestors of the Holy Clan. It would be a lie to say he wasn't moved.

You must know that the Holy Clan has an extraordinary origin. There are rumors that the Holy Clan is the descendant of the gods, and the Holy Clan was once the overlord of the Rakshasa Domain, but it is now in decline.

Even in decline, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

In the past, no one competed for the Holy Spirit Tower because the products produced by the Holy Spirit Tower were only small gadgets. To the Unparalleled Xuan Sage, they were only worth a little money and were not worth their efforts.

But this time even Tuo Yu was tempted and took action himself. Is it true that as the ancient books said, a treasure was born in the Holy Spirit Tower this time?

At this time, Sikong Zhen noticed Xiao Yun standing on the battlefield out of the corner of his eye. When he saw Xiao Yun holding the hand of the Lord of Illusion and Nightmare, he couldn't help but be startled.

The Lord of Illusions and Nightmares was not only stunningly beautiful, but also alluring. Even though Sikong Zhen had seen a lot, this was the first time he had seen such a top-notch woman.

However, Sikong Zhen's eyes did not stay on the Lord of Nightmare for too long, but turned to Xiao Yun.

From the corner of his eye, Sikong Zhen also glanced at the rest of the Saint Clan, including the Grand Elder of the Saint Clan, and he could see the expressions of all these people.

There were all kinds of emotions including panic, bewilderment, and uneasiness, even the great elders of the Holy Clan and the others were all very nervous.

Only Xiao Yun remained calm.

The cultivation level at the peak of the seventh realm...

Sikong Town was naturally aware of Xiao Yun's cultivation. Compared with the original, Xiao Yun's cultivation had improved a lot, but what he cared about was not Xiao Yun's cultivation, but the person behind Xiao Yun.

To be so calm and composed, the person behind Xiao Yun should be nearby...

Sikong Zhen took a deep breath and his expression became solemn. He originally thought that he would be able to detect the existence of the soul cultivator after breaking into the Xuansheng realm, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't detect it.

This shows that the cultivation level of that soul cultivator is unfathomable and has even reached an extremely terrifying level.

"Brother Sikong, are you worried about those two old guys from the Saint Clan? Don't worry, I've checked. Those two old guys might have been in accidents. Otherwise, how could they still be there when such a big thing happened? Didn't come out? Besides, they haven't shown their faces in the past eighteen years, so they might be dead." Tuoyu thought that Sikong Zhen was afraid of the two half-dead supreme saints of the saint clan, so he continued to send messages.

Sikong Zhen came back to his senses, glanced at Tuo Yu, and said coldly, "I will not get involved in the Holy Spirit Tower, and I will not let others get involved. Today, I will say something ugly here, whoever attacks the Holy Spirit Tower My idea is to have trouble with me."

Hearing these words, Tuoyu's face suddenly became ugly.

"Sikong Town, do you really want to protect the Saints?" Tuo Yu asked in a deep voice.

"That's right." Sikong Zhen nodded.

Hearing these words, the Great Elder of the Saint Clan and others were surprised. They knew the origin of Sikong Town, but they clearly remembered that the Saint Clan and Sikong Town did not have much friendship or contact.

Sikong Zhen is actually willing to offend Tuo Yu to protect the Saints... This is really incredible!

Tuo Yu's cheeks twitched repeatedly, but after taking a deep breath, he suddenly smiled, "Well, for your sake, I won't embarrass the Saint Clan. However, the duel between the Saint Clan and the Yaori Clan It’s not over yet, let’s continue the duel as agreed before.”

Showdown...

The Great Elder of the Holy Clan and others were startled. Unexpectedly, Tuo Yu wanted to continue the duel. It was obvious that Tuo Yu was still determined to get a spot in the Holy Spirit Tower.

Because of the Yaori Clan's renegade, the Great Elder of the Saint Clan and others did not want to fight again. Anyway, they would have to make excuses after defeating the Yaori Clan.

"Lord Sikong, they regretted their previous duel..." The Great Elder of the Saint Clan said to Sikong Zhen after hesitating for a moment.

"Repent? What should I say?" Sikong Zhen frowned.

The Great Elder of the Saint Clan simply told what happened, including how Yao Ri Po was accidentally killed by Xiao Yun and how Yao Ri Fengyun made excuses to cause trouble.

After listening to what the great elder of the Holy Clan said, Sikong Zhen's face darkened. He looked at Yaori Fengyun again, but he did not dare to look at him.

As for Tuo Yu, he didn't speak. It was obvious that this was the case.

"It's okay to have a duel. According to the prior agreement, you can't go back on your word, otherwise there will be no more duel." Sikong Zhen said sternly.

"Don't worry, we can fight each other in this duel. Even if we kill each other, we won't say anything. Those who are killed can only blame themselves for their lack of strength."

Tuo Yu said calmly, "Sikong Town, as long as the Saints agree to complete the duel, I promise you that no matter the outcome, I will not trouble the Saints again."

"Are you sure?" Sikong Zhen narrowed his eyes.

"I, Tuoyu, keep my promise." Tuoyu responded.