Chapter 132: Protector of the Ancestral Court!
After a long time, suppressing the blood and qi surging in his body, Qingyang Huan let out a long breath and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.
Nine Nine Tibetan Divine Treasure Realm martial artists, he barely killed two of them, although he said that he fought all the way from the beginning to the end, but these warriors were the test of his combat power.
Although it is said that the technique of nine people combined attack, it also shows that the creation and strength of the nine Tibetan warriors, each martial artist is a most basic quantity, just enough to test his combat power.
Won the eighty-eighth place in the list Qingyang Huan.
The pinnacle of the Divine Treasure Realm.
The Eight Ways of the Divine Collection, the Ten Generations of Spiritual Blood Derivation and Hidden Sources of the Great Murderer, the Golden Holy Ape, Pixiu, Zhenqian, Ying Long, Lu Wu, Jiufeng, Bi Fang, Zhongshan Divine Beast.
The artistic conception of killing is three points, and the realm of small success!
Silence is a point.
Combat power, the early days of Jiuzang.
Soon, Qing Yanghuan saw the cloud pattern manifested in his mind in the Winning List Bone Talisman, and he had an extra combat power.
Obviously, this is the division of the combat power of the Divine Hidden Realm martial artists by the Terran warriors, after all, the Divine Hidden Realm is a realm full of creation, and within this martial arts level, the influence of the realm has been weakened to the minimum.
Since he was allowed to kill all the way from the basic martial artist of Yizang, it is obvious that this combat power will also be divided into eight treasures, seven treasures, etc., corresponding to the martial artists who have opened up each divine treasure.
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At the same moment, across the endless barrenness, the distant land of countless ancient mountains, an ancient mountain tens of thousands of feet high, shimmering purple in the sun.
There is a huge waterfall falling on the ancient mountain, the thunder sound permeates the world, the purple gas is like a dragon under the sun, and it turns into thousands of purple glows to envelop the ancient mountain.
On the top of the ancient mountain, an ancient city completely made of boulders, looms in the sky.
In the clouds and mist, the eagle cries and the kite, and a series of terrifying figures continue to appear in the clouds, tearing apart the wind above the sky, or falling towards the stone city, or stepping out of the ancient city and disappearing into the top of the sky.
There is a majestic hall in the center of the stone city, the purple light is shrouded in bright purple jade, and there are warrior figures shuttling outside the hall, very hurried.
In the main hall, there are six old figures, all of them are dressed in white robes, and their robes are dry, these people look old, but the blood and qi in their bodies are as vast as the ocean.
"The hall master, elder, the Lashan region has won the enlightened beast from the news that there is a young man who has opened up the Eight Dao Divine Treasures and whose combat power has crossed the early stage of the Nine Tibets. ”
A warrior walked into the main hall and reported to the six old figures in the hall.
"Lashan. ”
Suddenly, the eyes of the six old figures showed interest, and the people who came did not delay, and continued to say loudly: "Open up the Eight Tibets, comprehend the artistic conception of killing, the artistic conception of silence, and kill the two basic Nine Tibetan trial martial artists, do you need the ancestral court to send a protector." ”
The words fell, and everyone looked at the old man above the main hall.
"I opened up the eight Tibets, and I also understood the two major artistic conceptions, which is good. ”
"Don't have to, with the combat power of the Eight Treasures, there should still be potential, see if we can open up the Ninth Divine Treasure, we will notice the miscellaneous things as soon as we move, then the little guy will be really dangerous!"
The old man on the main seat was dressed in a coarse linen beast robe, but he couldn't hide the momentum that overwhelmed the heavens and the earth.
At this time, another figure hurriedly came from outside the hall.
"The hall master, the elder, the young man with the blood of the King of Cang in the Youdu region died in the Youdu ghost, and the protector also died in battle!"
What the!
"Bastard!"
In an instant, the hall erupted with terrifying qi, the heavens and the earth seemed to have become dark, and the old man's eyes splashed out, like a blood-colored ocean pouring out, drowning the boundless void.
"The protector died in battle, and the ghost void was banned, and it is impossible to determine which clan did it, but close to the ghost snake in the hidden capital, the ghost clan is the most suspicious. ”
Soon, the warrior retreated, and the six figures couldn't help but glance at each other.
"In the past three years, the hall master has lost many geniuses in Yaoshan, this time the young people of the king's bloodline have been hunted, and the protectors have been killed in battle, I am afraid that these alien miscellaneous have already been planned. ”
"Yaoshan is too big, even if the Seventy-two Domains are all out of our ancestral court, they can't protect these dolls, these alien miscellaneous are like bedbugs, hiding in the dark. ”
The eyes of several elders burst with murderous intent, and soon the old man on the main seat spoke up: "Third Elder, the Lashan region is under your jurisdiction, and the young man who opened up the Bazang, as well as the little guys in the Lashan Ancient Land, should be taken care of." ”
"Damn the wretch, kill the youth of my clan, the blood debt needs to be paid with blood!"
When the words fell, the blue light on the old man on the main seat flashed, and a golden-blue thunder eagle stepped out of the old man's body, and in an instant, it spread its wings and appeared on the top of the sky, tearing open the void and sinking into it.
"Punishment!"
The ghost of the hidden capital, the sky is torn apart, the thunder explodes, the purple lightning and silver light tear the entire void, and the thunder turns into a big dragon and falls from the void.
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After stabilizing the turmoil in his whole body, Qingyang Huan returned along the passage into the enlightened beast, he had a simple understanding of his own strength, and all the backgrounds were out in front of him to compete with the martial artist who opened up the Nine Tibets.
It's no wonder that some people dominate the Shenzang list and don't leave, and the benefits they get are too many.
With the reward of the ancestral land of the human race, even if he is from an ordinary background, he still has the opportunity to surpass the heirs of the ancient race, of course, the premise is that he has to take the first step out and be on the top list.
Under such an offering, the strong will only become stronger, and the gap will not only not decrease, but will widen at an unimaginable rate.
"Dare to fight!"
At the moment when he stepped out of the enlightened beast, there was a loud shout in his ears, followed by a roar of fierce aura, and a young man with a fierce face pounced directly.
Rumble!
Qingyang Huan didn't look at it, he directly raised his palm and slapped it forward, and the young man's body that had been impacted before trembled violently like a thunderbolt, and the divine treasure that was opened behind him shattered.
Burst!
The blood was sprinkled for more than ten zhang, and the young man who shot flew out, and the originally wild momentum poured out like a torrent.
Rumble!
The boy crashed into the crowd, and suddenly there was a sound of broken blood and bones, and more than a dozen figures flew out.
"Magpie!" The originally calm scene suddenly became flustered.
"You want to challenge me!"
His eyes swept across the surrounding martial artists, and he knew that many people would have hot eyes when he won the list, and there was no surprise that someone made a move.
"It's just a fight, and you are so ruthless, don't you care about the feelings of my fellow human race!"
Seeing that the young man was seriously injured, his breath was sluggish and even fell into a coma, an old man roared angrily.
"It's so ruthless at a young age, and if you pay it back in the future, maybe it's another noisy forest, and the old man wants to clean up this hazard in advance for me in Lashan!"
The hustle and bustle of the forest, in the ancient city of Lashan can be said to be famous, but it is notorious and killing, the people of the same race fall into their hands do not know how many, and finally they are driven by foreign races, and they are one of the most hated people by the warriors of Lashan.
Rumble!
In an instant, Qingyang Huan moved again, his big hand slapped down, and a dark light drilled out of his palm, towards the town a few zhang away, and a bronze tripod turned into the size of a zhang between breaths, and suppressed the warrior who spoke before.