"You are really a genius, you really obtained the original inheritance of the Refining Hall, and the old man is convinced!"

It took more than ten seconds for Zhuge Shen to come back to his senses from the extreme shock, and he was deeply interested in the young man.

The whole scene was once again audible with a pin drop.

The young man first used his spiritual power to make Gao Youdao an idiot, then used the thunder spell to blast Lei Tian into a black chicken, killed Zhao Shi, the second elder of the Sword Holy Gate, in seconds with the supreme sword technique, and finally crushed Zhuge Shen, the chief elder of the refining hall, in the formation.

Spiritual power, thunder spells, knife techniques, and formations are all crushed, and the objects of crushing are all the bosses of the eight great sects.

It's just too shocking, too unbelievable.

"The old man wants to learn your Excellency's Dan Dao technique. ”

The elder of the Danwang Palace, Huo Feiyan, he doesn't believe in evil, he doesn't believe that the young man is proficient in everything, and said politely.

"Danwang Palace. ”

Tang Haoran noticed that when everyone was denouncing him just now, Huo Feiyan didn't speak, and coupled with the relationship between Qing Xuan and Qing Qiu, he didn't want to embarrass the Dan Palace.

"How do you want to compare?"

He asked relatively politely.

"Fire control is the foundation of Dan Dao, let's casually show fire control techniques. ”

Huo Feiyan said.

He is a fire attribute spirit body, and he has a natural advantage in fire control, and he is second only to the hall master in the entire Danwang Palace.

Therefore, he felt that he had taken advantage of the fire control technique by competing with the boy, and he would definitely win.

"Okay, I'll do it first. ”

Tang Haoran nodded, pinching the magic trick with both hands, and Dao flames flew out, these flames seemed to have vitality, they were precisely controlled, layer by layer, and in an instant, they formed a pyramid shape.

"This, this is the Nine-Story Divine Fire Tower, the most powerful fire control technique in the legend!"

Huo Feiyan's mouth was wide open, his eyes were about to pop out, and his body trembled violently because of the vibration.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but sigh secretly, it seems that the young man has crushed the Dan Dao master of the Dan King Hall again.

"Elder Fire, does he have anything to say about his fire control technique?"

An elder of the Chaotian Sect asked curiously.

"That's a saying!"

Huo Feiyan's voice couldn't hide the vibration: "Our Danwang Palace has mastered about a hundred kinds of fire control techniques, and if we compete with the Nine-Layer Divine Fire Tower to test the Hot Ding, if the Nine-Story Divine Fire Tower succeeds in using one breath of time to heat the Ding, then it will take at least nine breaths to use the highest level of fire control techniques of our Danwang Palace." ”

"Oh my God, it's nine times worse!"

"It's amazing. ”

Everyone secretly whispered, there is really no harm if there is no comparison.

The fire control technique of the Danwang Palace is second to none in the entire Immortal Void Realm, but compared with the young man, it is a difference of nine times.

"The old man lost his heart. ”

Huo Feiyan bowed deeply.

The boy just showed his hand, and he had no need to demonstrate it again.

The gap is just too big.

On the Dan Road, the big guys of the Danwang Palace were embarrassed to make a move.

The boy ran over again.

A bunch of bigwigs sighed.

The young man's formation, Dan Dao, martial arts, spells...... All of them amazed the bigwigs, and they couldn't reach them.

"Tang Gongzi, do you know how to control beasts?"

After a long silence at the scene, Chaotian Sect Elder Sect Imperial Dragon, arrogantly looking at a golden dragon, asked politely.

In the Immortal Void Realm, beast control is a very unpopular profession, and Chaotian Sect happens to have a branch that specializes in cultivating beast control techniques, and Zong Yulong is the dean of the beast control branch.

"Understand. ”

Tang Haoran said lightly.

"Can I please?"

Zong Yulong was overjoyed, and felt that he finally had the opportunity to suppress the young man on the imperial beast.

After all, if the young man swept all the eight great sects, it would be an extremely shameless thing for them.

The other bigwigs also showed anticipation, hoping that Zong Yulong could help them regain some face.

"Brother Tang can even tame the White Tiger King, Brother Tang will definitely be able to win!"

Du Ling'er, who had been in the midst of excitement and pride, her beautiful eyes flashed with brilliant brilliance, she knew that this Zong Yulong was embarrassing herself.

"May I ask Tang Gongzi, what is the highest level of the demon beast you can tame?"

Zong Yulong asked.

"What's the highest level? I haven't tried it yet, so try it with your mount. ”

The highest-level demon beast that Tang Haoran tamed was the Golden Giant Eagle, which was quite easy, and it was estimated that even a higher-level demon beast could be tamed. And the dragon that Zong Yulong rides is a big step worse than the golden giant eagle.

"What? Tang Gongzi wants to tame my golden dragon?"

Zong Yulong suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and kindly reminded: "This dragon was caught by the old man when it was a child, and then domesticated for three years before it was completely subdued, Tang Gongzi, you ......."

However, before he finished speaking, the dragon that stepped under suddenly became irritable.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the golden dragon let out a thunderous roar, and frantically flashed and moved in the air, threatening to throw the Zong Yulong away.

"Ahh

Zong Yulong was shocked, grabbed the dragon's mane tightly with one hand, and hurriedly used his divine thoughts to communicate with Jiaolong, what made him shocked was that the golden Jiaolong didn't bird him at all.

"Whoa!"

The golden dragon turned back suddenly, opened its mouth of blood, and swallowed Xiang Zong Yulong.

Zong Yulong was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he hurriedly let go of the dragon's mane, his body was thrown away fiercely, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Zong Yulong opened his mouth wide, as if he was stupid, not being dropped, but stimulated.

The golden dragon is his war pet, why did he suddenly disobey and go crazy?

In the next second, he understood everything.

I saw the golden dragon slowly descending, prostrate at the boy's feet, the dragon's head gently rubbing against the boy, and his mouth made a flattering whining.

"What's wrong with the Golden Dragon?"

The onlookers did not realize for a moment what was happening.

"Grass, he tamed the golden dragon of the sect elder!"

Soon, someone reacted and couldn't stop bursting out foul language.

"Oh my God, wouldn't you? I heard that it took Elder Zong three years to tame this dragon, and it was still a small dragon at that time. ”

"Yes, in such a short period of time, how could he tame such a powerful dragon?"

The shock in everyone's hearts, not to mention how strong.

In fact, there is another thing they didn't think of, compared to wild demon beasts, the dragon with the master is more difficult to tame, because the dragon must first be cut off from the original owner's spiritual connection before it can be tamed.

"Zong Mou was convinced, and today I can see what it means to control a beast. ”

After Zong Yulong reacted, he bowed to the end.

Tang Haoran's mind moved, eliminating the connection with the golden dragon, and restoring the connection between the dragon and the sect royal dragon.

The golden dragon was in a trance for a moment, and flew back to Zong Yulong's side with a confused expression.

Zong Yulong hurriedly bowed again: "Thank you Tang Gongzi." ”

It's just a broken dragon, and Tang Haoran doesn't see it yet.

"Qingyunmen just called the happiest man, why are you dumb? Old man, don't have a black face, come out and learn swordsmanship. ”

Tang Haoran took out a spirit sword and pointed it at Wu Liangcai, and a faint and disdainful voice sounded.