God of Defiance

Haoran Sect... hiss!

The few warriors standing near the coast first frowned when they heard these three words, and then their expressions suddenly changed and they took a breath of cold air.

Most of the remaining warriors looked confused.

They have no idea what the word Haoran Sect means. Is it a very powerful ancient sect?

"Haoran Sect is one of the most powerful royal sects in ancient times. It may even be second only to the emperor-level force. It specializes in Confucianism and Taoism. At its peak, the sect had three hundred saints and great Confucians, as well as three quasi-emperors!"

"About 10,000 years ago, after a great war, the Haoran Sect was in obvious decline. Two of the three quasi-emperors fell, and many great Confucian saints fell. So the sect moved to the Tailing Star Sea. Unexpectedly, it has survived to this day. !”

An old man in gray clothes stared at the scholar in white robes, breathing heavily, and spoke in a deep voice what he knew about the situation.

hiss!

As soon as these words came out, the remaining people immediately took a sharp breath and their hearts beat wildly.

They never expected it!

This Haoran Sect, who had almost no impression of it, was once so powerful that it scared people to death!

A few people looked at the white-robed scholar's white hair, and their expressions instantly revealed expressions of understanding.

The other party just said that a dream of 10,000 years makes one grow old, which obviously means that their Haoran Sect was forced to move to the Tailing Star Sea for almost 10,000 years. This is basically close to what the old man in gray said.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

At this moment, two majestic figures, one black and one red, suddenly jumped down from the bone boat and landed next to the white-robed scholar in a blink of an eye.

One of these two figures is a strong man wearing a black shirt, with short hair, an unimpressive appearance, an astonishing height, and bulging muscles. At a glance, he looks like a human-shaped hill, with a domineering aura coming towards him!

Ancient body refiner!

When everyone at the scene saw the strong man in black, their eyes flashed, and the same idea came to their minds.

There is another figure in golden armor, with loose hair. Although his body shape is not as exaggerated as that of the strong man in black, he is still full of muscles and is extremely strong. At first glance, he shows great strength!

The most striking!

The eyes of the golden-armored figure, obviously without any spiritual energy poured into them, actually naturally showed a kind of bright golden light, slowly surging, and anyone who looked at it would instantly feel pain in their eyes.

In addition, the golden-armored figure exuded an extremely rich and terrifying demonic aura.

"This...could this be a direct blood descendant of one of the most powerful demon clans in ancient times, Jin-Eyed Tianlong!?"

The old man in gray robe from before stared at the golden-armored figure seriously. After a few breaths, his expression suddenly changed and he stammered.

When the golden-armored figure heard this, he immediately turned to look at the gray-robed old man and grinned: "Haha, I didn't expect that after tens of thousands of years, there would still be people in Central Continent who remember my name as the Golden-Eyed Heavenly Dragon!"

After hearing the confirmation of the golden-armored figure, many people at the scene immediately glanced at the three figures walking out of the forbidden area, showing a strange look on their faces.

These three figures, one is from the Confucianism and Taoism style, the other is from the Body Refining Style, and the other is from the pure demon clan. Their identities and schools are completely unrelated, but they ended up coming together.

This combination is really strange!

Soon, the white bone boat behind stopped at the coast, and was put away by the figure in golden armor.

The other dozens of people on the boat stood behind the three people, all of them had good auras and pressure.

"I have met three seniors! These three seniors have just come out. They are villains but not talented. They are willing to do their best for the three seniors!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man who looked extremely shrewd and newly became a saint hurriedly walked forward, cupped his fists and saluted the three of them, and said respectfully.

When some people at the scene saw this scene, they suddenly showed a trace of annoyance on their faces, wondering why they didn't turn around in time and come forward to seek refuge. Maybe they could have a bright future!

puff!

As a result, as soon as the middle-aged saint finished speaking, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, then fell heavily to the ground a hundred feet away, screaming in pain.

"Hmph! A dignified saint, he will act according to the wind, be opportunistic, and have no backbone!"

"I haven't seen you for ten thousand years. I didn't expect that human warriors would degenerate to this level. It's really disappointing!"

The white-robed scholar who hit the middle-aged saint away with his wave of his hand snorted coldly, a trace of disdain and anger appearing on his elegant face.

After this cold snort came out, the other warriors on the scene who wanted to come forward and cling to him were stunned for a moment, and then secretly felt lucky in their hearts.

Fortunately, they didn't follow suit just now and try to please him, otherwise they would most likely end up in a worse situation.

"Brother Li, calm down. These human warriors in Central Continent have been in peace for a long time and have lost their backbone. They are completely different from us. There is no need to get angry for them!"

After a breath, the strong man in black shirt spoke calmly, trying to comfort him.

When everyone heard this, they immediately sighed secretly and looked helpless.

I originally thought that in this troubled world, as humans, they could draw some warmth from these ancient human masters.

Unexpectedly, deep down in their hearts, they don’t have much affection or recognition for you at all, and they are even full of disdain!

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is quite normal!

When both parties were alive, they were often separated by tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of years. They were completely strangers in two different periods of time. How could they have any emotional resonance!

After thinking about this truth, many people at the scene looked at the scholar in white robe and the strong man in black. They quickly became calm and no longer had the same enthusiasm as before.

"Among the younger generations in Central Continent now, who is the strongest and most famous?"

After the strong man in black comforted the scholar in white, he suddenly turned his head and scanned the audience, asking loudly.

When everyone heard this, they immediately looked at each other, looked at each other, and communicated intensively.

However, no one was in a hurry to speak out, obviously for fear of saying something wrong and causing trouble for themselves.

"The younger generation, the strongest and most famous, is undoubtedly Chu Tian... Chu Tian, ​​the chief disciple of the Tianyang Domain Divine Refining Sect, recently defeated the three demon saints, and is in the limelight like no other!"

After a few breaths, the gray-robed saint rolled his eyes and spoke.

"Tianyang Territory, Shen Lian Sect, Chu Tian... let's go, punch him to death now, and steal his limelight!"

After hearing this, the strong man in black shirt immediately showed murderous intent, shouted coldly, waved his hand, and turned into a stream of light, soaring into the sky.

The other two people were startled when they saw this, and hurriedly followed with a group of subordinates.

The gray-robed saint looked up at the streams of light flying away in a hurry, and suddenly grinned and sneered: "Haha, a group of madmen, relying on their strength, look down on us, they really think that the human race has no geniuses now!"

"Chu Tian can defeat the saint sons of the three demon clans with one against three. He can still defeat you. What's so great about it? Let's see how arrogant you still are!"

"Ah...what's going on? Could it be that someone is secretly cursing me to die!?"

At the same time, Chu Tian in the Shenlian Sect suddenly felt an itch in his nose, sneezed suddenly, and his face suddenly changed.

Somehow, in his heart, there was a strong urge to curse at his mother.