In the introduction of the elder, Mo Fan also knew that in addition to the nine lotus flowers, the Nine Lotus Holy Sect also had a big killing weapon, the "Nine Lotus Strings".

As soon as I heard the name, I knew that this Nine Lotus string music was related to Nine Lotus, but after hearing Shen Lao's narration, Mo Fan wanted to scold people.

The reason why this is the case, if not for anything else, is that the name is still so poetic.

Because in the description of the elder, Mo Fan knew that it turned out that this Nine Lotus Strings did not come from the Nine Lotus, but from a sentence, called "Xianle leaves the emperor in the east, and the clouds and mountains are full of lotus flowers." ”

This poem is not from the pen of a master, it is just a sentence engraved by the Eastern Emperor in the Nine Lotus Holy Sect.

However, the Old Holy Mother of the Nine Lotus Holy Sect, who was also a person, just relied on a simple verse to create the Nine Lotus String Music that was all the rage at that time.

When the Nine Lotus String Music was created, it shook the entire continent, and even the Eastern Emperor, who was evaluated as the first person in Dongzhou at that time, went there in person and discussed it with the Old Mother of the Nine Lotus Holy Sect.

It was also after the Eastern Emperor descended on the Nine Lotus Holy Sect, somehow, the lethality of the Nine Lotus Strings dropped instantly, otherwise, that scene was definitely not what Mo Fan saw today.

You know, when the old Virgin relied on a tune, it could be compared with those so-called mighty ones.

And the old Lady of the year also won the title of "String Rakshasa" in Dongzhou with the Nine Lotus Strings, which shows that the Nine Lotus Strings are definitely not what Mo Fan sees today.

"Buzz, buzz!"

A pale yellow aura appeared over the square, interrupting Mo Fan and the old man, and at the same time shocking everyone present.

High-spirited!

A domineering, resounding cry came from the sky, shaking everyone present, if it weren't for the fact that this was the Holy Land of Dongzhou's Temple of the Gods, Mo Fan was sure that this place would have collapsed by this roar.

As the roar came, several golden rays of light also scattered, illuminating the entire square with golden light, as if gold was shining.

High-spirited!

At the same time as the light flickered, a yellow light mixed with a domineering roar formed a golden vortex, and landed directly at the front of the square, side by side with those people of the Nine Lotus Holy Sect.

"Ah, this is ......."

"This, this, there is a dragon, this ......"

Seeing the huge figure that appeared in the square, Su Yiyi and several others were dumbfounded, this kind of legendary artifact, they didn't say they saw it, they even listened to it, it was all from some unrealistic legends.

But how could they not be surprised that such a legendary thing had actually appeared in front of their eyes.

However, compared to their shock, Su Yue was relatively calm, after all, she had seen Kunpeng and Jiaolong before.

"This is the legendary dragon, but it's also the highest-ranking golden holy dragon. Mo Fan saw a long dragon descending from the sky, and said in surprise, staring at it with two eyes, not wanting to miss it for a moment.

"Hehe, it looks like I'm late, there are so many peers waiting here! ”

The Golden Holy Dragon hovered in the air for several seconds, and finally, it transformed into a teenager and appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It's just that this guy seems to be on purpose, and he smiled as soon as he appeared, as if he was making amends to the person who came first, but only he knew what he was asking.

Although the young man was smiling at this time, he was thinking in his heart, "You little minions, my dignified little overlord of the Yellow Dragon Cave Heavenly Blessed Land, it is not your fate to see me. ”

However, the crowd that appears here lacks everything, and it is the person who does not lack the most cheap mouth.

Some disciples of small sects and sects dare not speak out, but don't forget, there are many big families and big sects here.

Those small sects are afraid of offending families and sects like them.

However, those big families, the disciples of the Great Gate Sect have no scruples, and someone is behind them to support them.

Therefore, as soon as the Golden Holy Dragon Boy's voice fell, someone stood up.

I saw a girl with a perfect figure, long hair waist-length, shining eyes, a white long robe, and a fan in her hand.

She walked to the young man's side and said in a demonic voice: "Yo, who should I be! Disrespectful, disrespectful!"

said, the girl hurriedly put the fan on her chest, bowed politely to the young man and prayed, and at the same time, she didn't forget to introduce herself: "The little girl is the water company of the water tribe, please say hello to the son." ”

"Ah, she, she, she is the last generation of Tianjiao princess of the water tribe, Princess Shuilian. ”

"Hehe, it looks like there's a good show. ”

"Even they are here, it seems that the revival of the Temple of the Gods this time has a great impact on Dongzhou. In the corner of the square, a dark shadow said to himself, but these were not his goals, after glancing at Shui Lian, his dark eyes once again kept observing the people in the square.

"It seems that it is another big family, what does this temple of gods represent here, how can so many people gather here. Hearing everyone's exclamation, Mo Fan was bored again, looked up at the Hall of Gods that had already been starry, and asked himself.

"Well said, well said!"

When the young man heard someone compliment him, the satisfaction in his heart was something he had never had in his life, not to mention that the other party was still a big beauty.

Being praised by Shui Lian like this, the young man became even more arrogant, and with confident steps, he was ready to walk to the steps at the gate of the Temple of the Gods.

It's just that the boy didn't have the strength to take the second step as soon as he took the first step, and that's because, at this moment, he heard a voice explode in the square.

"Haha, the little overlord of the blessed land of Huanglong Cave, who should I be, it turned out to be an eight-year-old bedwetter, a ten-year-old breastfeeding, and Huang Eighty, the son of Huanglong Zhenren who weighs eighty pounds. "The royal disciple standing beside the Luoxian Palace and everyone, Sima Wuji said loudly.

"Haha, haha!"

As soon as Sima Wuji's words came out, the square was full of laughter.

As soon as someone mentions gossip, there is no shortage of people who answer the call, Princess Shuilian of the Water Triumph mentioned the little overlord of the Yellow Dragon Cave at the beginning, but Sima Wuji is even more harmful, and directly said some scandals about the origin of the name Huang Eighty.

But what both of them said was not as lethal as she said.

Just when everyone was laughing, Bai Lian, who wanted to take Mo Fan's life as soon as she made a move, said with a grin: "So, this is not a dragon, but a worm." ”

"Haha, haha!"

The people in the square laughed again, and one by one they all looked at Huang Eighty, who was angry but had nowhere to vent, and their faces were red with laughter.

At this time, the young man Huang Eighty just felt that his mind was blank, and an inexplicable energy surged up from the dantian, and a huge force instantly filled his palm.

After weighing the three of them for a long time, they finally chose the target and pushed out the powerful force in their hands.

Ha!

In the next second, Sima Wuji, who was still laughing just now, was blown out by the young man's palm.

However, Sima Wuji is not a good man and a woman, and when he sensed the danger coming from the young Huang Eighty, he hurriedly protected his body, so he was not hurt too much.

"Look for death!"

Sima Wuji shouted, his feet lifted his breath, his hands moved in the air, and with a dodge, he appeared behind the young man, and punched the young man's waist.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the two fists slammed into each other between the lightning and flint.

The true dragon aura on the young man's body surrounded him in a circle, like a ray of sunlight, and it was difficult for people to open their eyes.

At this time, Sima Wuji's long hair was flying, his clothes were fluttering, like a god of war, and his face was calm.

However, although the young Huang Eighty said that he had the qi of a true dragon to protect himself, his obvious strength was not as good as Sima Wuji, and his forehead was already soaked with sweat.

However, from his face, there was no expression on his face that wanted to let go of this duel.

The two kept fists facing each other like this, but in the eyes of everyone, it wouldn't be long before Huang Baji would be defeated by Sima Wuji's exhaustion of strength.

But fighting fists are fighting fists, and some people don't want to watch the descendants of the two major forces here, and there are any mistakes.

Rumble!

A huge force exploded from it, forcibly separating the two.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are here today for the inheritance of the Temple of the Gods, not to make trouble, if you really have the ability, then wait for the inheritance of the gods to open, and compete in the ruins of the gods. ”

Using the great divine power to easily separate Sima Wuji and Huang Eighty, the god elder said majestically.

It's just that all that is here today is Dongzhou's hope and future, and he just intervened to stop it.

After being forcibly separated by the god elder, Huang Eighty and Sima Wuji were like two warlike beasts, as if there was some unresolved hatred between them, and they still stared at each other with their eyes, and the situation was like a fight here.

"Well, God said that. ”

"Well, I think it works. ”

"These little guys should be sharpened and sharpened, otherwise they really don't know how thick the sky is. ”

"Well, I'm okay with that, it's time for them to hone it......"

As soon as Shen Lao's words ended, powerful sounds came from all directions, and in just an instant, more than a dozen figures appeared in mid-air.

And the moment they appeared, except for Mo Fan and the others, everyone else in the square knelt down and bowed, even Hai Zhongtian and the others, who were arrogant just now.