The smoke and dust dissipated, everything returned to calm, Long Fengxuan and Long Ziqian had different faces, looked at each other, and did not say a word.

Long Wuyong exhaled a long breath, at least Long Ziqian did not lose a move, and he was still standing in the middle of the ring, which was a blessing in misfortune.

And the others were shocked by the destructive power of the two of them, the full force of the Yuan Infant Realm actually caused such a big sensation, sure enough, a new era has come, and the older generation should retreat into the background.

The faces of the masters of the major holy lands are also extraordinary, the two people who seem to be calm, in the eyes of Jian Fusheng and Zuo Ziyang, the victory and defeat have already been divided, Zuo Ziyang's face was silent, and he shook his head Jian Xiu is really still powerful, and Jian Fusheng nodded appreciatively, Long Fengxuan's sword path finally had its own comprehension, and its power increased by hundreds.

"How could I, a genius disciple of Long Ziqian, who has not been born for a thousand years, the most special Lei Linggen, lose to you?

The two of them who were facing each other before had different faces, and under a closer look, a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of Long Ziqian's mouth, and the indestructible Linchen Jue of Long Feng Xuan just now was picked up by Long Ziqian with a double dragon fist, and his throat was sweet, and he forcibly held back, and only a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, which was immediately wiped away by him with his right hand.

"Hahaha yes, my Heavenly Dragon Palace's Thunder Spirit Root is unique, the most unique and supreme Spirit Root for thousands of years, how could it be defeated by you?"

Long Ziqian's performance made Long Wuyong's momentum increase greatly, swept away the haze just now, and shouted loudly with his fists raised.

"The unique Lei Linggen, Long Wuyong is still so ridiculous!"

Long Fengxuan ignored Long Wuyong's happiness, but spoke lightly to Long Ziqian.

"I probably know the reason, the four of you are all from the East China Sea realm, it's just that they were all eliminated when testing the spiritual root, the master's vision is very good, with the existence of the four of us, you are destined to be the most inferior spiritual root!"

Long Ziqian laughed out loud, pointing at Long Fengxuan loudly, and at the same time said the question that made Long Wuyong puzzled.

"Long Wuyong's vision is very good?hahahaha~~~~" Long Fengxuan looked up to the sky and smiled, tears flowed out, "Okay, do you think it's just the four of you who are special?"

"You're not alone?"

Long Fengxuan's words shocked Long Wuyong again, he once again had an ominous premonition, it seemed that Shi Yan said so before, but then there was a talent in the underworld.

Long Fengxuan laughed for a long time, and then faced Long Ziqian, he slowly opened his blood-painted eyes, opened the real world, and his blood-colored pupils exuded a terrifying light, facing Long Ziqian's purple pupils, Long Ziqian's state was unobstructed in Long Fengxuan's eyes.

"How ....... is it possible?"

Long Ziqian roared in horror, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, a look of fear appeared on his face for the first time in his life, he forgot this feeling, from the time he was detected as a thunder spirit root, the power of domineering thunder and lightning grew from invincible on the road to growth.

Anyone who approached him, whether human or ghost, was completely destroyed by the domineering aura of thunder and lightning, with the most special thunder spirit root, Long Ziqian was indeed the darling of the heavens, until Long Fengxuan's appearance shattered the last bit of self-esteem in his heart.

"Lei Linggen is indeed the most special, rare and most talented without my existence, but this era is not your main theme, Lei Linggen is destined to be covered by my light, and the journey of the Ten Thousand Swords Festival of the Heavenly Dragon Palace is over!"

Long Fengxuan's muttered words sounded in Long Ziqian's ears, and Long Ziqian saw Long Fengxuan's blood-painted eyes, which were the most special real world among all talents, able to see through all falsehoods, and even the future and the past, under these blood-painted eyes, Lei Linggen did not have the slightest power to resist.

What made him even more desperate was that the Heavenly Dragon Palace's supreme magic trick Double Dragon Fist, which Long Ziqian was proud of, actually performed it on Long Fengxuan's body, compared to his own thunder dragon, his own was only two phantoms, and Long Fengxuan's arms were hovering two real dragons. The picture is broadcast all over the world

I can see through it at a glance, just like I am playing with a toy drawn on paper, and others are holding real things, the gap is obviously opened at this moment, the gap in strength is too huge, the same is the realm of Yuanying, and the strength is very different......

"Whew........."

Long Ziqian heard the real dragon roar in his ears at the last moment of his coma, and then the sharp pain from his body was no longer felt, and at the last glance he looked at the master Long Wuyong, he wanted to tell Long Wuyong that all this was destined, and it was the result of Long Wuyong's self-restraint.

But he couldn't do it, in his sight, he didn't use any true yuan, he flew up, saw the red blood he spit out, crossed a beautiful arc in the sky, his eyes closed involuntarily, he seemed to see Long Wuyong shouting something, when he couldn't hear it anymore, and then fell into endless darkness.........

The moment Long Fengxuan opened the real world, he completely suppressed Long Ziqian, and slowly dispersed the huge sword soul phantom, Long Ziqian was able to take over his own dust trick Long Fengxuan was not surprised at all, after all, it was Lei Linggen, at the moment, in order to make Long Ziqian desperate, Long Fengxuan used the Double Dragon Skill.

The earth-shattering dragon chant colored porcelain came out, and it was no less than a life talisman in Long Wuyong's ears, and sure enough, as expected, Long Fengxuan's heavy double dragon fist slammed into Long Ziqian's body, who had no power to resist, Long Ziqian vomited blood and flew out, unconscious, and Long Wuyong's previous smug smile froze on his face.

"Sword Soul Gate Long Fengxuan won, Long Ziqian ........ eliminated, so far, Tianlong Palace has lost the qualification to compete in the Ten Thousand Swords Festival......"

After being silent for a long time, Zuo Ziyang could only silently announce that Long Wuyong fell to the ground weakly, looking at all this in a daze, in less than an hour, the four disciples were all defeated, originally for the goal of the head of the Holy Land, why did the genius disciples who were not born for four thousand years fall to the present, this sudden contrast, so that Long Wuyong no longer has the strength to stand.

"Hahahaha, this conference is a battle of dragons and tigers, not all cats and dogs can participate!"

Shi Yan was not affected at all, but walked in front of Long Wuyong with a wild laugh, laughing arrogantly, tears flowing.

"Poof.......

Long Wuyong suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, "Ah cat, Ah dog, why is this, why is this? Why?" Long Wuyong looked up to the sky and shouted, grief-stricken.

"Why? Why don't you ask the chief executive behind you what good things have happened?"

Shi Yan's clothes looked avenged, and he laughed wildly and remembered all the things in Longjiazhuang in the past, when Yuemo covered the sky with one hand, and the entire Luoyang Mountain did not survive under his conspiracy.

"Yue Mo?" Long Wuyong was puzzled, and slowly turned to look at Yue Mo behind him, "What the hell is going on?" Long Wuyong asked.

At this moment, Yue Mo has confirmed Shi Yan's identity, who would have thought that the most ordinary child at the beginning could grow up to today's situation, but how to say what happened at the beginning, Yue Mo had no choice but to remain silent.

"Can't you say it?" Shi Yan sneered as he sneered, "Then let me tell you the truth?"

Shi Yan is planning to kill people and punish him, what is the truth of the facts, could it be that Long Wuyong really can't think of it, a dignified holy land is in charge, and he is a mediocre person.

Looking at the silent Moon Desert, Long Wuyong didn't know what to say, the genius disciple who had not been born for a thousand years was vulnerable in front of the four other Holy Land disciples in front of him, how ironic, how powerless, the most ridiculous thing was that at present, it seemed that the personal disciple who had eliminated the disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Palace was from the East China Sea.

Long Wuyong thought of a lot in an instant, the sword and the dragon left the human world, and the upper generation of the head of the Tianlong Palace was forced to step down because of this, and Long Wuyong himself ascended to the top and sat firmly in the position of the head of the Tianlong Palace.

The situation was quickly stabilized, and the detection of newborns even appeared in the very rare spiritual root disciples of life, poison, ink, and thunder spirit roots, each of them was more talented than the other, and all of them were exceptionally talented.