Chapter 732 Confused Xiang Jiba!

Ye Junlin did not expect that this would be the case in the end.

From a Saint King, falling to an Immortal King, this experience is very wonderful.

If it were someone else, they would have been broken on the spot, kneeling on the ground in despair, screaming in pain, unable to accept this cruel reality.

Throughout the universe, Saint Kings are all super overlords, often the rulers of a world. In short, they are powerful beings that all forces dare not offend and must pay great attention to!

You must know that for all creatures who enter the realm of Saint King, talent, understanding, perseverance, luck, and resources are indispensable!

The whole process is often accompanied by hardships and dangers. If you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss and never recover!

This is the true portrayal of becoming a Saint King!

Therefore, under normal circumstances, no matter who falls from the Saint King realm to the Immortal King realm.

That feeling is no different from falling from heaven to hell, which is definitely more uncomfortable than death!

After all, it is difficult to become a saint, and it is even more difficult to become a Saint King!

In such a situation, anyone will collapse!

But, there are exceptions to everything.

And Ye Junlin is the only exception!

Because his cultivation was all obtained by freeloading, and he relied on constantly bumping into others to improve his cultivation. How could it be said that it was hard?

No so-called sunk cost means no psychological burden!

That is to say, he doesn't care!

Therefore, Ye Junlin didn't feel any heartache for losing a lot of cultivation at the moment.

Let alone the realm of the Immortal King, even if he fell into a mortal, what would happen?

He can still rely on freeloading to climb up and return to the peak period!

This is the confidence of having the characteristic of getting stronger when facing a strong opponent!

The most important thing is that Ye Junlin has a trump card, which is the Human Emperor Banner that collects countless soul slaves!

There is the strongest soul slave collected a while ago, Yu Huasheng, who is also in the realm of the Saint King!

Ye Junlin only needs to summon Yu Huasheng and order him to attack him, and he can still trigger the passive effect of getting stronger when facing a strong opponent and return to the realm of the Saint King!

However, at that time, he could only reach the second level of Saint King, not the ninth level of Saint King!

But for Ye Junlin, there was actually no loss!

As his thoughts turned, Ye Junlin, whose cultivation had regressed at this time, began to calm down.

It seemed that everything the mysterious man had just done was as ridiculous as acrobatics in his eyes, and had no lethality to him.

"Who is this guy in Jiuyou? I must get back at him in the future!"

Ye Junlin said unhappily.

He quietly possessed his friend and made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace. Even if he was defeated in the end, he was really disgusted!

"Emperor of Heaven!"

Seeing the end of the battle, the uneasy crowd dared to surround him, their eyes showing deep shock, their hearts pounding.

This storm came too suddenly, and no one expected such a terrible battle to break out.

This is a contest between Saint Kings!

Fortunately, it ended with the victory of that man!

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Liu Huangshu was the first to notice something, and a flash of panic flashed across his face, his face full of disbelief, and a bit of doubt.

Because Ye Junlin now gave him a direct impression that he was too weak!

In the past, the other party just stood still, which made him feel unfathomable.

It was like an ant looking up at the starry sky, not knowing how vast and boundless the starry sky was!

However.

The first direct impression of Ye Junlin now was that he was as weak as an ant, or even worse, like garbage and not worth mentioning!

Anyone here could kill him thousands of times with just a breath!

Thinking of what happened before, Liu Huangshu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that there must be a necessary connection between the two.

He did not say it to his face, but anxiously transmitted his voice secretly: "Little friend Ye, what happened to your cultivation? Why did you fall to the realm of Immortal King? What did that guy do to you just now?"

Ye Junlin looked indifferent and responded truthfully: "As you can see, my cultivation was cut by him by half. Now I am in the realm of Immortal King, not the realm of Saint King."

Hearing this.

Liu Huangshu was undoubtedly struck by a bolt from the blue. He staggered and took two steps back.

His eyes were full of disbelief, and his heart beat like a drum.

The Lord of Heaven, the strongest fighting force in Kunlun Realm, a peerless giant who dominated the starry sky, was reduced to a small Immortal King by a large amount of Taoism?

What a joke!!!

Immortal King, it was okay in the past, but if it is put in now, it is not up to the standard at all!

The most important thing is that this person is the Lord of Heaven, and even the Lord of Kunlun who governs the five major domains. How can he be worthy of this with just the cultivation of the Immortal King?

Moreover, he will face a series of more severe situations in the future. What can he do with the cultivation of the Immortal King?

This time, Liu Huangshu was really a little panicked.

He knew very well that Ye Junlin's position in everyone's heart was like a Dinghai Shenzhen, standing firm and invincible in the world.

Now, without this halo, people's hearts are afraid to be shaken!

The high-level officials of the Heavenly Court present all noticed a clue.

They are either semi-saints or saints. They are very sensitive to a creature that does not belong to the holy realm.

This feeling is like a wild cat suddenly mixed in a group of tigers, which is extremely conspicuous!

When seeing Liu Huangshu's reaction and seeing through Ye Junlin's cultivation, the answer is self-evident.

At this moment.

The atmosphere was strange for no reason.

Tong Wudi and the others had complicated expressions, and their hearts were like a storm, as if they saw a god walking down from the altar!

"Master..." Li Wujie stood there like a piece of wood, muttering in disbelief.

Hong Qianye gritted his teeth, "How could this happen..."

From the Holy King to the Immortal King, this is not as simple as regressing from a dragon to a dragon, this is directly becoming a small loach!

As a disciple, he felt heartbroken for it, and dared not imagine how broken his master's heart was under his pretending to be strong and calm appearance...

You don't need to guess, you know that the master must be in pain at this moment!

Almost losing his life's cultivation, who can bear it?

Even if he had a similar experience before, if he was asked to repeat it again, his mentality would explode and lose balance on the spot.

You know, Hong Qianye was once a true immortal. Later, he was besieged by various forces in the Central Region. He almost lost all his cultivation and escaped with his life. Then he met Ye Junlin in the Eastern Region and was accepted as his eldest disciple. That’s why a series of things happened later.

Therefore, because of the previous experience, Hong Qianye can understand the pain that Ye Junlin has to endure...

At this time, under the gaze of various eyes, Ye Junlin suddenly had a wonderful feeling in his heart.

He suddenly felt that he could continue to maintain the same state, without rushing to restore the cultivation of the Saint King Realm, to see what would happen later.

Thinking of this, Ye Junlin suddenly felt very interesting!

"I, what happened to me..."

At this time, a confused voice sounded.

The heroic young man covered in blood gradually woke up from the ruins, his eyes showed a touch of confusion, and then his face twitched in pain and gasped.

When he took a closer look, he was stunned in an instant, and couldn't believe that he would be so seriously injured.

Strange!

Wasn't I drinking with Fellow Daoist Ye? Who beat me up like this and left me here? !

Poor Xiang Jiba was completely confused and couldn't remember what happened just now.

Why was he here and why was he covered in wounds?

He had no idea!

"Surround him, don't let him run away!"

Someone shouted, and the next second everyone surrounded him, their faces full of murderous intent, their eyes seemed to want to cut Xiang Jiba into pieces and grind him to ashes.

Xiang Jiba, who was surrounded in the middle, was frightened.

His mind was full of question marks!

Damn, what's going on? !