The lightsabers in the sky surrounded him and turned into a strong literary atmosphere, and a scholarly atmosphere filled the air, as if a white-faced scholar had arrived.
At this time, Xiao Naihe's expression moved slightly, and he suddenly thought of a person. When he was in the elven hinterland, he also met a saint who was good at using the avenue of literature and energy.
As for the hundred-year-old scholar in the sky, although his aura is somewhat different from that of that person back then, he still leads to the same destination through different paths, which seems very extraordinary.
"You finally appeared, the human race's Holy Lord Bing Yugan!"
Long Qingcang laughed, and the pressure that had enveloped him instantly dissipated, showing his unparalleled confidence.
Facing the human saint in front of him, Long Qingcang had no worries or fears at all.
But on the other side, when everyone in the academy saw the white-faced scholar in the sky, they were suddenly shocked and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Could this person be the Holy Lord of our human race?"
"That's right. I was lucky enough to meet this gentleman back then. I didn't expect that after so many years, he still looks the same. Time has not left a trace on his face at all."
"This gentleman has been cultivating for many years and has already returned to his original nature. It is normal for his appearance to become younger."
"I actually brought this gentleman here. This person is indeed a powerful saint."
The word "Holy Lord" created an inexplicable suppressive force among everyone.
Knowing that this person was after the Holy Lord, even the masters who had had certain thoughts about Long Qingcang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
If they had taken action against Long Qingcang at that time, they would have been the ones who died.
From this point of view, it seems that Jiang Xuanya is able to receive the opponent's punch in his opponent's hands, which is actually quite remarkable.
It is simply unbelievable that someone can take a punch from the Holy Lord and still not die.
But Jiang Xuanya did it.
"Take it."
Bing Yugan waved his hand, and suddenly a scent of elixir fragrance appeared in his hand. When he looked carefully, it was a crystal clear elixir.
The elixir flew into Jiang Xuanya's hand. Jiang Xuanya thought for a moment before taking it.
Immediately, Jiang Xuanya's already battered body slowly recovered, and his blood energy and origin were also restored to a certain extent.
Soon, Jiang Xuanya was almost the same as before the fight, and his breath seemed very stable.
"What kind of magic elixir is that? Jiang Xuanya was so seriously injured just now, and it took just one elixir to recover."
Shangguan Jiajia was slightly startled.
Xian'er was also surprised.
She is an elixir. Even if she doesn't know what kind of elixir it is, she can still see how precious it is.
The elixir that can restore a seriously injured semi-saint to life in one go is at least a divine elixir level, or even a semi-saint elixir.
Currently, there is only one person in the human race who can refine such an elixir, and that person may not be able to take action yet.
"Bing Yugan, Bing Yugan, this name is a bit strange."
Xiao Naihe frowned slightly. He definitely didn't know Bing Yugan. He had only heard of Bing Yugan's reputation.
What really concerned Xiao Naihe was the name Bing Yuqian. He still remembered a man who was suppressed under Jiuyuan that day, called Bingchi Shen. He was also a saint of the human race. However, after practicing the devil, in order to seize control of the money path of heaven and earth, The ban on the Karma Tree was triggered and was suppressed under the Nine Abyss.
Finally, he was rescued by Xiao Naihe, and Chengruo served Xiao Naihe for 100,000 years.
Is there some connection between these two people? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that they are all human saints with the same surname.
"It would be great if we could summon the Weapon Pond God at this time."
Xiao Naihe had an idea. It wasn't that he didn't want to summon the Weapon Pond God, but that the cause and effect tree had not yet completely evolved.
Last time, Xiao Naihe understood the true meaning of life from the causal tree and borrowed the fruit of the causal tree, which hindered the evolution of the causal tree.
As long as the cause and effect tree evolves in the starry sky world and Xiao Naihe completely integrates and controls the Buddha and the devil, he will be able to call out the God of Weapons.
Even if Xiao Naihe is a Holy Lord, if you want to control a Holy Lord, if you don't have enough suppression methods, it will be very dangerous to let any Holy Lord come out at will.
"What is Young Master Xiao thinking about?"
Xian'er turned her eyes and glanced at Xiao Naihe. She saw that Xiao Naihe's eyes were wandering, and his thoughts were obviously drifting to an unknown place.
"I'm thinking, what does it mean to attract Bing Yuqian here?"
"This is unknown. This level of competition is no longer something we can intervene in. I hope this gentleman can defeat or capture the opponent."
Wu Tongtian shook his head.
Xiao Naihe smiled faintly: "Defeat or capture? It's not easy to defeat a Holy Lord. Even if it can be defeated, it is almost impossible to capture it. It is even more difficult to capture a Holy Lord alive than to kill it. . That person’s strength is not inferior to Bing Yuqian.”
"No way?"
Several people at Suzaku Academy didn't believe it, and Xiao Naihe didn't explain.
Bing Yuqian, who was standing in the sky, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, trying to pull away the barrier of the Royal Academy.
"There's no need to worry. Although I'm not interested in these people, I managed to trap them here, and it's impossible for you to just rescue them."
Long Qingcang waved his hand, and a burst of dragon breath spurted out, blocking Bing Yuqian's palm.
Bang bang bang.
The two forces met and collided with each other in mid-air.
It seemed like two stars were squeezing and colliding with each other, creating a strong shock wave.
Everyone in the entire Royal Academy was almost blown away by this shock wave, and countless houses were blown away in an instant.
The dozen or so hills ahead were cut off in an instant.
Showing the powerful and terrifying power of the two saints.
"Your name is Long Qingcang. You said you are not from the various clan camps. If I guessed correctly, you should be one of the Five Saints in the Five Wheels Heaven, Dragon God Long Qingcang."
Bing Yuqian, who put away his palm, was not afraid, but slowly revealed the identity of the other party.
"As expected, he is from Wu Lun Tian."
Xiao Naihe's guess was indeed correct.
There are not many saints in the world, and if they are not from the human race or from various races, there are too few choices.
And the other party deliberately made a move to attack the Royal Academy, so only the people from Wu Lun Tian were there.
Long Qingcang attracted Bing Yugan over because he wanted to do something important and couldn't let Bing Yugan come into contact with him, and wanted to separate Bing Yugan.
"Bing Yuqian, I know that your true body is not here now. But I want to tell you that if your true body comes here within one day, then all of you, the elites of the human race, will die here."
While speaking, Long Qingcang made a move, and it was like the power of heaven descending. Suddenly, the shadow of a dragon appeared in the sky, roaring, and a sound that shocked the world came out.
Boom boom boom boom.
This dragon roar is so heartbreaking that even the soul seems to be torn apart by this dragon roar, which is extremely painful.
Some cultivators with poor cultivation were shaken to their core.
Even some cultivators in the supreme realm couldn't bear it and died instantly.
"The sea is boundless and the Thirteen Swords of Astronomy"
Bing Yuqian waved his hands in the air, and with two fingers together, thirteen lightsabers were instantly thrust down, inserted in different directions, forming a mysterious barrier space, which forcibly blocked this dragon's power.
"An incarnation is trying to block my punch. You, the human saint, don't take me, Long Qingcang, seriously."
As soon as he finished speaking, Long Qingcang punched again, and this punch showed the power to penetrate the space of heaven and earth and shatter the boundaries of time and space.
boom!
Suddenly, the entire inner court of the Royal Academy was almost overturned, most of the houses in the Royal Academy were destroyed, and the mountains and woods were flooded in an instant.
The power of a punch is so terrifying that even a semi-saint cannot stop it.
Seeing the Royal Academy being turned upside down like this, countless masters from the Royal Academy felt extremely distressed.
Some other masters from the academy were feeling cold all over.
Even people like Emperor Qilin, who had been proud of the competition earlier, couldn't stop the Long Qingcang in front of him from punching him when he saw the place where he had been practicing, and his heart was extremely horrified.
"Power, this is the real power. Everyone under the Holy Lord is an ant. This is indeed true. If I could have obtained the great opportunities in the world of money and the great opportunities in the Sacred Heart Temple, maybe I would have That’s when I got a glimpse of the Holy Lord’s truth.”
Emperor Qilin clenched his fists and looked in a certain direction of the thick fog. He thought of Xiao Naihe's great power in the money road of heaven and earth that day, and couldn't help but feel jealous and resentful.
"Even Pei Tianhu and Mei Renfeng can't kill you, Xiao Naihe, then let me kill you myself and take away all the opportunities you had to rob me."
In Emperor Qilin's heart, the opportunity Xiao Naihe got from the world of money should have been his, and Xiao Naihe just robbed him of the opportunity.
People like him never get used to the kindness of others. Any opportunity or benefit should belong to him.
The person who stands in the sky and looks down upon the others should be himself.
Instead of appearing, in this thick fog, the five senses and consciousness are blocked, and no one can sense it.
This fist power turned the Royal Academy into chaos, and a thick mist shrouded it. This mist shielded the five senses of the cultivators. Even the masters at the semi-saint level could not stand in this mist. Zhongdu could barely feel the presence of other people.
"Bing Yuqian, you are really unkind. I have been causing trouble in your human race's position, and you are just a clone. It makes me unhappy. Therefore, I can only express my discomfort. , pour it all out. Before I leave, I will give you a big gift."
After hearing Long Qingcang's words, Bing Yuqian suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. (To be continued)