"Shen Taixu, you are seeking death!"

Zhou Yu's eyes were cold and ferocious, giving people a feeling of terror and horror.

Being called a stinking bastard in front of so many people, Zhou Yu, the quasi-emperor, was obviously really angry. His right claw directly penetrated the void and blocked the light bursting from the distance. In the center of the dragon's claw, a deep black ball of light quickly condensed, and the deep black surface was filled with a shocking energy fluctuation.

The absolute darkness seemed to be able to swallow up everything, giving people a heart-stopping feeling of shock.

It's really scary.

"Xuanjing Black Yin Thunder!"

Zhouyu's cold roar suddenly resounded between heaven and earth. The black ball of light in his right hand, which was no more than the size of a palm, continued to compress. With the injection of spiritual power, it became more solid and terrifying. On the surface of the black ball, Layers of black thunder patterns continued to emerge and shuttle, and the surrounding void seemed to be unable to withstand this terrifying energy, and began to collapse one after another.

"go with!"

With a low shout, the black thunderballs instantly collided with the green light in the distance. The whistling sound directly shook the void!

Zhouyu's pupils seemed to be burning with blazing fire at this moment, and the power of the quasi-emperor made the world change color!

boom!

At this moment, the cyan light suddenly bombarded the black ball of light under the gaze of everyone!

A fierce explosion sound instantly appeared in the sky, and at the same time, cyan light shined brightly, and intertwined and black thunder patterns began to wreak havoc in the entire sky!

In an instant, the storm surged. Even though the two of them controlled the fluctuations of spiritual power to prevent it from escaping, the terrifying pressure still forced some teams from small forces to do their best to defend, even some of the cultivators with low cultivation levels. Inevitably there were some injuries.

"Smelly old man, you insulted me, the elder of the Ancient Tiger Clan, today, I must teach you a lesson!"

With one blow, a layer of mottled and vigorous scales suddenly appeared all over Zhouyu's body, and his true body appeared instantly. A giant tiger-striped dragon a hundred feet in size hovered in the air, and the pressure suddenly surged!

Shen Taixu spat disdainfully on the ground beside him, put his hands behind his back, and stamped his right foot on the ground. With a bang, a strong force directly sent him into the air, "Really?" ? I would like to see how capable your hybrid is."

A cold light emitted from Shen Taixu's old and deep pupils. He turned his right hand and a small cyan sword instantly appeared in his palm. It was extremely delicate and was as big as the cyan sword in the sky just now. No two!

"It seems that the ancestor was really angry and even sacrificed his own spiritual weapon, Xuanlong Pojun."

Ling Xiao, who was standing there, couldn't help but smack his lips secretly. Ling Xiao had not seen his ancestor use Xuanlong Pojun in nearly a hundred years.

"Xuanlong Pojun?"

At this time, Xu Fan subconsciously opened his Eyes of Heaven, and the attributes of the Lingbao also appeared in his mind at this moment.

It turned out to be a quasi-emperor-level spiritual treasure, and because it had been warmed by Shen Taixu with his own body for no less than a hundred years, the spiritual treasure had already developed psychic attributes. The psychic attribute was an extremely rare attribute, with only a few The appearance of spiritual treasures is generally related to the warmth and nourishment of the master. When humans and spiritual treasures cooperate with each other, they can explode with strength that is no lower than that of emperor-level spiritual treasures.

"Please calm down your anger and give me a good face. If the fight continues like this, I'm afraid there will be no need to enter the Dragon Subduing Holy Land."

At this moment, a chuckle sounded between heaven and earth, and at the same time, a middle-aged man appeared in the void. He had a gentle appearance and was wearing a black dress embroidered with gold patterns. He looked extremely luxurious. , giving people a deep and restrained feeling, the man stood with his hands behind his hands, and a white majestic spiritual power caused a subtle ripple in the space.

Another quasi-emperor!

"Name: Yang Tianfeng"

"Realm: Quasi-Emperor"

"Qualification: Holy Order"

"Position: Great Elder of the Holy Jade Qilin Clan"

"Physique: The body of a mythical beast"

"Martial skills: Holy Jade Qilin Transformation, Wanshan Prison Suppression Palm, etc."

Xu Fan silently turned off his Eye of Heaven. Not only was he a little shocked, no wonder the Holy Jade Qilin tribe could become the most powerful race in the Ten Thousand Beast Tribe. Their strength was indeed not comparable to that of other races. Just this. The Great Elder is already at the quasi-emperor level, and the patriarch of the Holy Jade Qilin Clan must also be at the quasi-emperor level. The mere presence of two quasi-emperors makes other forces feel a strong sense of oppression.

"Your face doesn't seem to be worth much, does it?"

Shen Taixu snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"Taixu, calm down, calm down, Amitabha."

At the same time, the space suddenly distorted, as if a crack was torn out in the middle, and a figure slowly walked out.

What stepped out was an ordinary monk. The monk was thin, wearing a simple blue-gray monk's robe. He was holding a tin staff in his right hand. The copper ring on the staff was shaking. His face was thin. The facial features are clear-cut and the body is tall and straight, like a weathered ancient pine, exuding a sense of tenacity and indifference.

Taking one step forward, the void around him began to ripple, forming an extremely obscure wave. The surrounding golden aura vaguely rippled like mist.

The quasi-emperor's aura changed and rose, and in an instant it condensed into a golden Buddha's light in the air.

Quasi-Emperor!

The appearance of another quasi-emperor undoubtedly broke the original peaceful atmosphere between heaven and earth once again, like a stone mixed into the water, causing ripples.

"People from Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple."

Xu Fan frowned. From the Eye of Heaven, he could naturally see all kinds of information about this monk.

Huijue is the monk's dharma name.

"What? Master Huijue is also here to start a fight?"

Shen Taixu pursed his lips and smiled, looking at Hui Jue with his old eyes playfully. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the little Kalami in front of him like a king.

"Isn't it a good thing to be harmonious and make money? You two, please don't get angry. The war between the sects is about to begin. As for the grudges between the juniors, it's better for old guys like us not to get involved."

Huijue said softly, with a soft light in his eyes.

"Master Huijue is right. Now that the sect conference and Dragon Subduing Holy Land are about to open, it's better to focus on major events and don't add extraneous matters."

Yang Tianfeng also stepped forward and said to the two of them.

Xu Fan looked at the four quasi-emperors in the sky, and suddenly, a familiar wave in the distance appeared in his perception.

It's him? !

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