Mystic God-level Emperor System

The Yandang Mountains were sealed off for one month and became a proving ground. This incident was not only spread in the world, but even ordinary warriors knew about it later on. dead countless nirvana

Nirvana, countless Yuan Dan.

On the last day, a Wu Zun from the sub-top power died in battle. With his death, the trial that blocked the whole month finally came to an end.

The two figures came to the Yandang Mountains one behind the other. The Nine-color Daoist and the seventh-level black flood dragon stopped fighting, but saluted the two figures. Of these two people, one of them was wearing a Taoist robe and looked very old. Nine-color Taoist Venerable was very respectful in front of him. Even if they had not seen the owner of Xuan Ting Dao Palace with their own eyes, everyone knew that this old man should be Xuan Ting Dao The only dharma phase gold

Strong!

In this way, the origin of the other person must be... the Holy Land of Dragon Palace!

The golden body of the Faxiang in the Dragon Palace Holy Land looked younger, and the color of the pupils was different from that of ordinary people, which was light golden.

There was an aura of disdain for the world in every gesture, and the seventh-level black flood dragon respected and turned into a strong man in black robes in front of him!

After fighting with the Nine-Colored Daoist for so long before, it didn't take human form, so it is conceivable that it never took the Nine-colored Daoist in its eyes!

Behind Nine-Colored Daoist, stood two Human Race Martial Venerables who survived by luck. Although they were expressionless, there was a hint of anger in their eyes.

The three sixth-level poisonous dragons behind the black dragon also took the form of human beings, and cast a contemptuous glance at the two Martial Lords.

"Mr. Xuan Ting, this trial is really an eye-opener. The younger generation in your human race are all extremely talented and have a bright future in the future."

The person from the Dragon Palace Holy Land smiled lightly.

Although the sound was not loud, all warriors in the Yandang Mountains could clearly hear it.

You human race?

Could it be that this powerful Dharma-faced golden body from the Holy Land of Dragon Palace is not a human race but a barbaric monster race?

Many people suddenly realized that if this was the case, they finally understood why the other party wanted to block the Yandang Mountain Range. They must have seen that Nine Colors Taoist had attacked the seventh-level black flood dragon in vain, and they were dissatisfied, so they used their own methods to deal with him!

While everyone was stunned, there were still some slander, but this kind of slander did not dare to speak out, after all, even the Eight-armed Buddha Sect has a mountain-protecting spirit beast, and if it is said to be a spirit beast, it is also a barbarian monster.

"Young Master Yaofeng, you are joking. Compared with the Poisonous Flood Dragon Clan, the Human Clan is obviously inferior."

The old Taoist Xuan Ting smiled lightly.

Nine-Colored Daoist's expression changed slightly, but he still didn't speak in the end.

"You can't say that. Some time ago, I saw a junior who was able to condense an extremely pure rune brand, and his soul was so strong that I couldn't find a second one in his realm. Existence that is almost the same as him."

Master Yaofeng smiled lightly: "Even in my Dragon Palace Holy Land, there has never been a disciple as young as him who can condense such pure runes."

After a pause, Mr. Yaofeng glanced at him, "If he is willing to pay homage to my Dragon Palace Holy Land, then I will take him back this time."

His words are still not very loud, but they can ring in the ears of every warrior. This kind of method of moistening things silently is really impossible for ordinary warriors.

All the warriors who heard the words changed their expressions.

The person that Young Master Shaking Wind is referring to is clearly the devil of the Gate of Rebirth! The other party even disregarded this level of status, and wanted to solicit directly in front of Taoist Xuan Ting?

If the devil really worshiped in the Holy Land of Dragon Palace, what would happen?

The faces of countless human warriors who were looking up at Mr. Shaking Wind all became very ugly.

"If this son worships in the Holy Land of Dragon Palace, Shihun will not have to take revenge."

Xu Qiankun gritted his teeth and whispered.

Nan Wuyue glanced at him, but didn't say a word. In his heart, Xu Shihun's enmity is not important at all. What is important is how well Shi Tianlong will be cultivated in the future after worshiping in the Dragon Palace Holy Land. Can't suppress its growth!

But fortunately, after more than ten breaths, Shi Tianlong did not appear, and everyone was relieved.

"Young Master Yaofeng, that person is a disciple of the Past Life Sect, so he probably wouldn't switch to his sect."

Taoist Xuan Ting smiled lightly.

"In that case, forget it."

Mr. Yaofeng smiled, then his eyes flashed, and he looked at the seventh-level black flood dragon: "For so long, he hasn't chased him out yet?"

"Master, disciple..."

Hei Jiao was speechless.

"Okay, follow me back to the Holy Land of Dragon Palace, there will always be a chance in the future."

Mr. Yaofeng glanced at the river course in the Yandang Mountains, then chuckled, cupped his fists at Daoist Xuan Ting, and left with a group of black flood dragons riding clouds and fog. Be taken away by it!

"it is finally over……"

Until this moment, the human warriors hiding in every corner were really relieved.

"If it weren't for the fact that there are too many secrets in the body, it would be a good choice to pay homage to the Holy Land of the Dragon Palace..."

Looking at the leaving figure of Master Yaofeng, Su Han sighed softly in his heart.

"Mr. Dao, I..."

Daoist Nine Colors looked at Daoist Xuan Ting with a hint of shame in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter, our Xuan Ting Dao Palace itself is to slay demons and eliminate demons. You saw the black dragon and suppressed it. There was no mistake."

Taoist Xuan Ting said lightly.

After a pause, "I just received the news that the demon head of the Gate of Rebirth is pretending to be an identity. His real identity is not a disciple of the Gate of Rebirth."

"What? Not a disciple of the Rebirth Sect?"

"How can this be!"

"Aren't some of the martial arts that it uses come from the seven major forces? If it is not a disciple of the Rebirth Sect..."

"You are stupid, he can disguise himself! Maybe he sneaked into several sects at the same time to steal martial arts!"

Everyone was shocked and horrified.

This scene, which was reported to the heavenly rivers and lakes, immediately shocked the entire heavenly rivers and lakes!

If that guy is not a disciple of the Rebirth Sect, then... some Yuandan Realm experts, even Martial Venerable Realm experts, and Martial King Realm experts can directly suppress it?

"I have a talisman here, which can make your eyes clear, and you will not be disturbed by all illusions for a month."

Daoist Xuan Ting flipped his palm, and a talisman burst out of the air, and then exploded suddenly, turning into countless stars and falling on the entire Yandang Mountain Range.

Including Daoist Nine Colors and even Su Han, all warriors felt that their eyes had a icy coldness!

"Free from all illusions?"

Su Han's expression froze slightly. Could it be that this spell can make people see through his bullying mask?

Taoist Xuan Ting smiled, turned around and walked away.

Daoist Nine Colors realized what he meant, glanced at him, and said indifferently: "The Yandang Mountains are closed for another month!"

"Shi Tianlong, who pretends to be a disciple of the Rebirth Gate, can't escape!"

Everyone jumped, excited, and sighed.

"He's in danger..."

Jing Yuehan's expression changed suddenly. At the same time, Xu Shizong finally rushed to the Yandang Mountains, feeling the coldness in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly.