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Yang Yu was also secretly surprised, he knew that Xuanyuan Xiaoyao's talent was good, but he didn't expect that Xuanyuan Zhentian would be able to praise him like this, it seemed that Xuanyuan Xiaoyao still had a lot of sides that he didn't understand, and Xuanyuan Zhentian finally said that Xuanyuan Xiaoyao would break through to a saint-level martial artist after leaving Immortal Island, which made him secretly shocked.

Xuanyuan Zhentian stopped talking, his eyes looked at Patriarch Zhimo: "You are the enemy of my Xuanyuan family, do you really think that no one can clean you up?" ”

"I just want Shaolin to pass it on." Patriarch Zhimo was secretly on guard.

Many people know that the show is coming.

Although the Zhimo Patriarch is powerful, but in the face of the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, I don't know how big the odds can be, and if one is not good, this will become the place where the Zhimo Patriarch falls.

"Humph!"

Xuanyuan Zhentian was very dissatisfied with Patriarch Zhimo's answer, and the cold snort was like spring thunder, which made people shudder, and several weak demon beasts had already withdrawn in fright, and they had gone a few miles away.

"Xuanyuan is immortal, what do you want to do?" Patriarch Zhimo roared, his face was iron-blue, his whole body was tense, and a big sun was shining brightly behind him.

The aura was overflowing, the space became extremely depressing, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder in the sky.

"Zhimo, you are just a little monk beside Shaddama at the beginning, let me see that you have inherited almost ten percent of Shaddamour's mastery." Xuanyuan Zhentian was really going to make a move.

He was in one hand, his thin hands glowed with silver-white light, a strange rhythm was released from his hand, and the aura of nearly a hundred miles around him was induced, and the wind and clouds suddenly rose, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be gloomy, and everyone felt a terrifying momentum and coercion, especially those demon beasts, all of them trembled.

"This person is too strong, enough to rival us." The Bull Emperor shouted.

"Yes, definitely not weaker than us, even stronger. It turns out that martial artists can be so terrifying, so powerful A way of cultivation, if the human beings on the earth continue to cultivate, they will definitely be able to occupy a place in the universe, and even rebuild civilization may not be. Xiong Huang also said.

Zhimo was also frightened, and he felt the power of Shaddama in Xuanyuan Zhentian's body.

Cultivating to this realm, he thought that he was no longer afraid of anyone. But when he thought of Shadhidharma, he was still ashamed of himself. The first person in Shaolin to impact the realm of immortal warriors, his strength was mortal, and several disciples of Shaddama were not bad, but none of them could be compared with Shadama.

Zhima is not strictly speaking a disciple of Shadama, but he has always followed Shadama. It is a small monk who served Shaddharma, but Zhimo's talent is very strong, and during the period of following Shadama, he learned a lot, even passing Shaddama as a disciple.

"The Ancestor is too strong." Xuanyuan Luoxue muttered to himself, he originally wanted to catch up with Xuanyuan Zhentian and become the next ancestor of the Xuanyuan family. But when he saw the scene in front of him, he no longer had confidence.

Xuanyuan Zhentian's other hand also stretched out, the two hands were staggered and interspersed, and the handprints cast became more and more complicated, and the aura of the surrounding hundred miles was completely mobilized.

Patriarch Zhima's heart was cold, and a golden light flashed in his eyes, and this golden light saw through the sky a qiē above the nine heavens, where there was a handprint that was about to condense and form.

"The big day is coming. Nirvana! ”

Patriarch Zhimo roared, and a golden body of six zhang appeared, which is the supreme martial arts of Shaolin, and it is also the strongest attack martial arts in the Great Ri Rulai Sutra.

The golden body of the six zhang was the same as Zhimo's, and when he moved, the ground around him shook for dozens of miles. Many ancient trees have been broken, and many insects in the ground have lost their voice.

"Great Emperor Seal!"

Xuanyuan Zhentian finally completed the handprint, and the aura within a radius of a hundred miles condensed a great seal that covered the sky, from above the nine heavens. The Great Seal was like a king in the world, and it directly suppressed the past towards the Zhimo Patriarch.

The momentum was terrifying, and the huge wave of qi forced everyone to keep retreating.

Yang Yu was frightened, the big seal that covered the sky was like an ancient jade seal, and it was an order from the Son of Heaven when it fell.

The power of the Son of Heaven suppressed the Quartet.

Zhimo Patriarch's six-zhang golden body was even more dazzling, and the two big golden hands were held up, and he was about to use his hands to block the Great Seal that covered the sky, but it was only a touch, and the ground around him collapsed at least a foot deep.

"Click!"

One of the bones of the six-zhang golden body was broken, and the ancestor of Zhimo secretly said badly: "The Great Emperor is terrifying, I can't stop it at all, damn the Xuanyuan family, if I had known that Xuanyuan Zhentian was not dead, I would have killed all the people of the Xuanyuan family first." ”

"Boom!"

A crack appeared in the ground that was dozens of miles long.

The six-zhang golden body has been bent to the extreme, and Patriarch Zhimo can no longer hold on.

"Xuanyuan Zhentian, get out of the way!" A loud shout came from the void.

"Who?" Xuanyuan Zhentian raised his head unconsciously.

Above the sky, a man grabbed him with one hand, the palm of that hand was extremely pale and bloodless, but it was extremely terrifying, and the surrounding aura exploded, and the Great Emperor Seal also trembled.

"Shuttle space, it's ...... Immortal warrior! Xuanyuan Zhentian was shocked, "How can anyone break through to the Immortal Martial Artist, who are you sacred?" ”

Patriarch Zhimo also heard Xuanyuan Zhentian's words, and he was also terrified, how could there be an immortal warrior on the earth, and someone really understood the way to break through the immortal warrior? However, he didn't have time to think deeply about this problem, and felt that the pressure of the Great Emperor's Seal was much lighter, and he put his hands on it, and the person had already escaped.

Xuanyuan Zhentian saw Patriarch Zhimo fleeing, he didn't react at all, his mind was all on the man in the sky, he didn't hesitate to live until now, isn't it just to break through and become an immortal warrior, there is a living immortal warrior in front of him, which makes him not only envious, but he wants to get a way to break through to become an immortal warrior from this person.

Chimo also looked at the man in the sky, and although he was obscured by the mist, he still felt an extremely familiar aura in the man, and even that appearance made him feel like he had seen it somewhere.

"You don't know me anymore?" The man laughed, and his words were extremely eerie.

"This voice ......," Yang Yu's face changed slightly.

"Cao Qianqiu, he is Cao Qianqiu!" Xuanyuan Fengyun roared, and he heard this familiar voice.

Many warriors were shocked.

Cao Qianqiu!

The hall master of the Temple of the Gods, Cao Qianqiu!

"Haha, I'm Cao Qianqiu, now I've broken through to become an immortal warrior, you obediently bow down to the ministers, I can spare you death, how about it?"

The fog in the sky lifted, and a man with Cao Qianqiuliu appeared. The man was dressed in black armor, with two long horns on his head, and his face was somewhat dark, and there was no blood on his body.

"How has your appearance changed?" Patriarch Zhima was amazed.

Cao Qianqiu smiled weirdly: "In order to be stronger, it is nothing." ”

"That's it...... It's exactly what the Rakshasa looks like. Xuanyuan Zhentian frowned slightly, "I don't know who you are, but are you practicing the exercises of the Rakshasa clan, right...... Just cultivating the Rakshasa clan's exercises can't become like this, isn't it ......?"

"Yes, you guessed it." Cao Qianqiu looked at Xuanyuan Zhentian, "Not only have I cultivated the exercises of the Rakshasa clan, but I am also fortunate to have obtained the purest bloodline of the Rakshasa clan, and now I have completed the final transformation...... I'm already a Rakshasa clan. ”

"You've abandoned your bloodline?" Patriarch Zhimo pointed at Cao Qianqiu, and he was very frightened.

The most precious thing of a race is the bloodline, and the Chinese people claim to be the descendants of the dragon, because the Chinese people have the blood of the dragon flowing in their bodies, and no matter which Chinese people, they are proud of their bloodline.

Abandoning the bloodline is tantamount to abandoning an entire race.

"Hmph, the bloodline of the Huaxia people is extremely low, I abandoned this low-level bloodline, and soon broke through to become a domain master-level master comparable to an immortal warrior, and now I have come down as a king of the world, what bloodline do you still talk to me, it's ridiculous! In the future, I will build a Rakshasa Empire on the earth, what a descendant of the dragon, to hell with it! Cao Qianqiu said loudly, with great reverence for the Rakshasa clan in his words.

Everyone was blown away.

"Zhimo, I just saved your life, now you just need to follow me, in the future, above the earth, you will be under one person, above ten thousand people, I can even give you the exercises and bloodline of the Rakshasa clan, and then you can also break through to become a domain master-level master, and live with the sky." Cao Qianqiu looked at Zhimo.

"You lunatic! We are Chinese, we should not abandon our bloodline no matter what, you insult your ancestors, you are heinous! Zhimo pointed at Cao Qianqiu and scolded.

"Stubborn, I saved you, but you don't know what to do." Cao Qianqiu glanced at Zhimo, "With my current strength, turning your hands into clouds and turning your hands into rain, do you still want to die again?" ”

Patriarch Zhima's face turned pale: "Even if I die, I will not betray my race." ”

"Then you will die!" Cao Qianqiu grabbed Zhimo with one claw, and the incomparably sharp claw tore through the space, and the space of Xiandao became sharply unstable.

"No!" Zhimo's six-zhang golden body let out a loud roar.

"Boom!"

A golden light appeared in the sky, and the fairy islands were shrouded in this golden light, and there was a soft sound from the gate of the palace, and many people hurriedly looked towards the palace, only to see the gate of the palace slowly open.

Zhima was stunned, and he rushed towards the palace.

"I want to run!" Cao Qianqiu's hand chased after Zhimo.

"Boom!"

The gate of the palace was completely opened, and one of Zhimo's feet stepped into the palace, but at this time, a three-zhang-high giant came out of the palace, and the giant glanced at Zhima, and with a wave of his hand, Zhimo flew upside down.