Killing a Saint King with a sword

Blue cloud Peak.

Ye chen and Yu Ling stood in the air, emitting the unique aura of Almighty realm experts. They were not eye-catching at all among the many peak Masters and elders in the sky.

The other peak Masters and elders had all shown up. If ye Chen's group stayed in the blue cloud Peak, it would attract even more attention.

Especially since the Holy King's words were directed at li Qingzhou.

"Master, this Saint King from the great day demon race seems to be here for second senior?" Yu Ling asked with a slight frown.

Yu Ling was like the first blooming of a Divine Lotus. Her black hair fluttered in the wind, and her skin was crystal clear. Although she had sealed the Qi activity of her innate Dao embryo with the Dao suppressing Bell, it could not hide her otherworldly temperament.