When the attacks of Mo Zhi, Feiyanzi, and Long Shengtian, the lord of the foreign palace, collided with the attacks of the ancestors of the Wanyuan clan, Huang Xiaolong's flying spear also happened to be on the edge of the ring and blasted with the opponent's attack.
There was a loud noise.
The world lost other voices for a while.
Several great ancestors shot, and the destructive power swept through. Such a power, even if it was just scratched, could easily destroy a peak power in the late stage of the ninth stage of the holy realm. It was a real destruction, and even the holy soul was not left behind.
All foreign masters were shocked.
At this moment, Suddenly, Palace Master Mo Zhi waved his hands, the Wuling Peak's rays of light shone, heavy rays of light sprayed into the sky, and then enveloped the people in the Wuling Peak, and everyone in the Wuling Peak felt that the surrounding space was distorted. At once, he seemed to have come to another space.
The destructive force blew through the space where everyone was originally located, and the space instantly collapsed, like ashes, floating and disappearing, leaving a dark space.
All foreign masters saw this scene, they were scared to sweat.
On the ring, Huang Xiaolong was shaken back again and again, his arm holding the flying spear was in pain, but the sacred power in Huang Xiaolong's body was running, and the discomfort disappeared instantly.
When Huang Xiaolong's flying spear fought back the attacks of the ancestors of the Wanyuan clan, Yuan Qianxing on the ring suddenly shook his whole body, turning into strands of original light and dissipating on the ring.
"Huang Xiaolong, today's hatred, I will return it thousands of times!" Between heaven and earth, the voice from Qianxing, the voice of resentment, and the strong killing intent made everyone shudder, being such an enemy comparable to the triple realm of the ancestor. It's definitely not a good thing to remember.
However, the response to Yuan Qianxing was Huang Xiaolong’s shot from the sky. Huang Xiaolong was holding the flying spear, and the three saints slammed into the void. A very shining spear light sank into the void. Screamed sullenly.
No one could guess that Yuan Qianxing must be uncomfortable with the blow just now.
After Yuan Qianxing let out a scream, there was no sound.
The four ancestors of the Wanyuan tribe, the ancestors of the Yaomei tribe, and the ancestors of the Jinchan tribe who had been hiding in the void just now did not show up, and the world was quiet.
Huang Xiaolong did not take advantage of the momentum to pursue Yuan Qianxing. Yuan Qianxing possesses an immortal Taoist heart and has many methods. With Huang Xiaolong's current strength, he can only be severely injured and cannot be destroyed. In addition, there are ancestors of the Wanyuan clan. The four are here, so Huang Xiaolong can only let him escape.
Huang Xiaolong withdrew the Holy Grid and the Holy Order.
The battle between the young palace masters of the foreign house finally ended.
Under the arena, Yuan Wangfeng, Yao Ji and other masters of Wanyuan, Monster Meizu, and Jin Chan have ugly faces, and Chen Muguang's face is even more gray. Before the arena, no one expected this result.
With the original sage, Yuan Qianxing, the son of the original source, was defeated by Huang Xiaolong, the four-tiered holy realm.
On the ring, Huang Xiaolong's eyes swept over Yuan Wangfeng, Yaoji, Chen Muguang and others. Coldly, Chen Muguang looked at Huang Xiaolong's eyes, his legs softened in fright, and he almost slumped on the ground.
Afterwards, in everyone's shocked and fearful eyes, Palace Master Mo Zhi smiled and announced the final result of this challenge. Huang Xiaolong became the Palace Master of the Palace!
Xuanhuanglongzun, the source of all evil, the three evolutionary sages of Hunyuan Daluo, and the twelve high-level sacred life, deserves its name!
No one dared to object, even Yuan Wang Feng did not dare to speak.
The palace lord Mo Zhi, the deputy palace lord Long Shengtian and others came over to congratulate Huang Xiaolong, who was surrounded to a halt.
And with the end of the arena, the news soon spread throughout the whole alien.
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Territory, countless alien races in the entire alien land, shocked, unbelievable, like listening to the heavenly book.
"Huang Xiaolong, the three evolutionary sages? The twelve high-order sacred orders?!"
"More than that, he still has the imprint of sacred life, immortal Daoxin! I heard that Yuan Qianxing was in the ring and couldn't stop Huang Xiaolong's move, and even his pants were blasted by Huang Xiaolong!"
"Yuan Qianxing finally escaped, Yaoyao, if it weren't for the ancestors of the Wanyuan clan, Yuan Qianxing would not even be able to escape! When he escaped, Yuan Qianxing was only left with the pants, and now Yuan Qianxing has become an entire foreign land. A laughingstock! Thinking about how prestigious Yuan Qianxing was before, possessing the original sage, was the son of the original, and a candidate for the host of a foreign palace, but now, it's nothing!"
The whole foreign land was talking about, shaking everywhere, boiling everywhere, talking about Huang Xiaolong and Yuan Qianxing everywhere.
Of course, Yuan Qianxing became the laughing stock of most people.
Although the Wanyuan, Demon Meizu, and Jin Chan tribes let their disciples deliberately propagate news that is not conducive to Huang Xiaolong, such as Huang Xiaolong’s sneak attack on Yuan Qianxing on the ring, such as the foreign palace lord Mo Zhi, the deputy palace lord Long Shengtian and others Secretly helped Huang Xiaolong, saying that Huang Xiaolong was despicable,
After half a month.
Into the night.
Huang Xiaolong stood on the top of Hunyuan Holy Peak.
The escaped Yuan Qianxing, news has been sent back from the foreign country, Yuan Qianxing has escaped to the edge of a foreign land, looking at its direction, it should be hiding in the boundary river, and according to Long Shengtian's analysis, Yuan Qianxing should be able to. Hiding in the Octopus Demon Eye Race.
"Jiehe." Huang Xiaolong said to himself.
In any case, keeping Yuan Qianxing is always a scourge, so he will go to Jiehe at that time. Of course, he can just ask the old patriarch of the dragon fish clan to ask about the secrets of the last page of the creation classics.
However, before going to Jiehe, he had to further improve his strength.
"Dao Guo." Huang Xiaolong muttered in his heart.
Now, he is the young palace master of another palace, maybe you can ask Mo Zhi, Long Shengtian about the tree of the great road and Tao fruit, he is the young palace master of another palace, and he has the right to know all the secrets of the foreign palace. .
With Dao Fruit, he should be able to break through to the fifth level of the Holy Realm
The next day, Huang Xiaolong met with Mo Zhi and Long Shengtian, and asked about the tree of the road and the fruit of the road.
Mo Zhi and the two were startled, and they didn't expect Huang Xiaolong to know that the tree of the avenue was in a foreign country.
"Yes, the tree of the avenue is indeed in the forbidden area of our foreign residence." After the two looked at each other, Mo Zhi nodded and said, "It's just that the tree of the avenue suffered a catastrophe a few years ago and was traumatized. The fruit is also damaged and cannot be picked at all, even if it is picked and swallowed, the effect is greatly affected."
The two brought Huang Xiaolong to the tree of the avenue in the Forbidden Land of the Foreign Mansion. Sure enough, the tree of the avenue towering into the clouds had burnt black thunder marks on its body. The six fist-sized Tao fruits on the tree were dull and shriveled. It seems to have lost its vitality.
Huang Xiaolong frowned, it turned out to be like this
"Actually, there is no way to recover from the injury of the tree on the avenue, as long as you get the legendary source of the avenue." Mo Zhi suddenly said: "I went to Jiehe before for this."
"You mean, the source of the great road lies in Jiehe?" Huang Xiaolong's heart moved.